don't you have a wife of your own

Gojo Satoru was definitely not a low-key self-introduction, which attracted the attention of the students.

He took off his sunglasses, looked at Ji Chuanyuejian with a smile - the two people's eyes met, Ji Chuanyuejian moved his face away in a panic.

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, and said in a cheerful voice, "Today is the first class, so let's start with self-introduction—the shortest student in the row by the window, come first."

Ji Chuanyue, who turned his head and pretended to look out the window, froze, then did not move.Gojo Satoru repeated again: "The shortest one, light apricot hair, cute girl~child~child~"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

She stood up: "My name is Oi Chuanyuejian, I am 1.6 meters tall, and I am 16 years old. I am still growing, and I will continue to grow taller in the future!"

Gojo Satoru: "Really? I don't believe it."

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

She took a deep breath and sat down expressionlessly.In front of Wujo Wujo, Oi Chuanyuejian took out a box of pure milk from the drawer, inserted the straw into it forcefully, and took a big gulp.

Her cheeks were bulging like peaches, her rosy mouth was holding a milk straw, and her eyes were still looking out of the window.

Gojo Satoru turned the sunglasses slowly with his fingers: "Student Oikawa eats snacks in class, come to my office after school."

Ji Chuanyuejian: "...cough cough cough!"

She choked on the milk and covered her mouth in a hurry.

Relying on his height and long legs, Gojo Gojo stepped down from the podium in two or three steps, pressed his hands on Oikawa Tsukimi's desk, bent slightly, and said in an extremely contrived tone: "Wow, Oikawa-san is too careless. Even if you get Don't be so happy if you don't have the opportunity to be alone with the teacher."

He stretched out his hand to remove the tissue from Ji Chuanyuejian's table in a familiar way, took Ji Chuanyuejian's arm, and wiped the corner of her mouth gently.

Oi Chuanyuejian's eyes widened in shock, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his hand.But she was not as strong as Wujo Wuda, so she struggled a few times, but to no avail.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth - only Oikawa Tsukimi, who was closest to him, could feel the wicked teasing in the young man's beautiful eyes.

He stuffed the dirty paper towel into Ji Chuanyuejian's palm, and lightly pressed his finger on the gauze in the girl's palm: "Even if you are a cute student, you will be punished if you make a mistake~"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

She pinched the dirty tissue tightly, pursed her lips, and looked away from Wujo Wu in a panic.

The other students in the class turned a blind eye to this scene and lowered their heads numbly.Especially when Gojo Satoru said 'punishment', some people trembled unconsciously and curled up in a ball in horror in their seats.

Like a small animal with a severe stress response.

The first Mandarin class came to an unremarkable end; Gotjo Satoru felt that he had collected a lot of clues, and returned to the office in a happy mood.

There were only three of the original seven teachers left in the office, and the other teachers were not there, so they probably went to class.

The remaining three teachers are two men and one woman. The female teacher looks younger, while the other two male teachers have gray hair.I don't know why, but every teacher in this school has thick hair, and even the teacher in charge of science has no hairline crisis.

The only thing that makes people feel a little uncomfortable is that the teachers don't seem too clean.Gojo Satoru saw little bugs crawling around in the hair of other teachers more than once.

They were so itchy that they scratched their skin, and they had no intention of going to a tap to wash their heads.

Gojo Satoru sat back in his seat, and first spoke to the young female teacher: "Hi, I'm a new Mandarin teacher, Gojo Satoru."

The female teacher was writing something furiously in her notebook, when she heard Gojo Gojo speak, she took time out of her busy schedule to glance at Gojo Gojo: "I am the art teacher of this school, Mikazu Satake."

Miwako Satake didn't seem to want to have too much communication with Satoru Gojo, and after the self-introduction ended, she continued to immerse herself in what she wrote.Gojo Satoru quietly glanced at what she wrote: the book was densely filled with names of people, because the handwriting was too scribbled, and the words were too crowded, Gojo Satoru couldn't tell whose name she wrote.

Gojo Satoru: "Is Mr. Satake copying the names of the students?"

Michiko Satake gave him a cold look: "Does Gojo-sensei have no concept of social distance?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

The young master Wutiao failed socially in front of a strange woman for the first time.

Michiko Satake turned a page in her notebook and continued to copy things with a blank expression.

Gojo Satoru became more and more courageous, and continued to work hard: "Mr. Satake is in charge of teaching art, so do you know a student named Oi Chuan Yuejian? She is an art student?"

Michiko Satake stopped copying, and the tip of the pen left a large ink mark on the notebook.The two male teachers who were scratching each other's chins immediately pricked up their ears and began to pay attention to their conversation.

"I do not recognize."

Michiko Satake tore off the dirty page of homework, and said forcefully, "There are so many students in the school, I won't remember the names of all of them."

After finishing speaking, she stood up holding her own lesson plan: "I still have class later, so I'm leaving first."

Gojo Satoru looked at the other two male teachers who were obviously eavesdropping.They made eye contact with Gojo Wujo, and they both stood up at the same time, squeezed out dry smiles, and said in unison: "I have a class later, let's go first."

They seemed very afraid that Gojo Satoru and others would also ignore the social distance to chat with them, so they ran away in a hurry.

After there was no one else in the office, Gojo Satoru picked up the paper that Michiko Satake had thrown away in the trash can.

He unfolded the crumpled paper, and saw that many of the writings were messy and even overlapped; but even so, as long as he looked carefully, it was not difficult to recognize that the repeated writing was the same person's name, as well as some confusing words. , clueless insults.

【Saeko】

【Bitch】

【Die】

【Saeko】

【Voxie】

【Deserve it】

……

Crumpled the paper into a ball again and threw it into the trash can, Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, lacking in interest: "Isn't it, isn't it? It won't be another cliché story of a love triangle from love to hate at the end of the game, right?"

It's not as interesting as Ji Chuanyue seeing this NC.

He turned to look out the window.

Looking out of the office window, you can just see the school playground.

The sun is just right on the playground, and you can see some students taking physical education classes.Gojo Satoru had just glanced casually at first, but unexpectedly saw a familiar person: Jian Oi Chuanyue.

She changed into a tracksuit and mixed with a group of girls, but she didn't look so short.

The long hair is tied into a high ponytail, which looks neat and refreshing.

They are playing volleyball in a team, and Oi Chuanyuejian's skills can be seen by the naked eye to be much higher than girls of the same period.After playing for a while, it seemed to be an intermission, and the girl on the other side left the field.

But Oikawa Tsukimi hasn’t left the field yet. She throws the volleyball high with one hand, and then hits it out again—it’s a very standard daily catching practice, but because she throws the ball by herself and catches it, she doesn’t catch it. Too much, and the condition doesn't look very good.

After a while, the opponent played, but it was replaced by a few boys.

Oi Chuanyuejian was still at a disadvantage in stature, and every time he jumped up and smashed the ball, he was hit back by the opponent.

Gojo Satoru watched the little man play volleyball for half a class, and made a few spikes from time to time. The more he watched, the more he felt his heart itch: Tsk, what kind of ball did those idiots block?

It's just bullying and bullying a stunted dwarf like Oi Chuan. Instead, he beats their own mother every minute until they can't recognize it.

It wasn't until the end of a volleyball match that Gojo Satoru realized that he had wasted time unnecessary.He patted his head in frustration, got up and went out.

Although he told Oi Chuanyuejian to find him after school, Gojo Satoru felt that Oi Chuanyuejian would definitely not obediently come to him.

It's safest to block it yourself.

The playground under the setting sun looked no different from the playgrounds of other ordinary middle schools, at most, the expressions of the students who were exercising on the playground were a little numb.

The physical education teacher blew the whistle to signal the students to gather, and several students spontaneously put away the sports equipment, put it in the trolley and took it back to the physical education room.

After counting the heads, the physical education teacher blew his whistle and clapped his hands: "Okay! Disband on the spot!"

"goodbye teacher--"

Ji Chuanyuejian walked slowly towards the teaching building with the flow of people, everyone was silent and indifferent, and no one walked together.

In a relatively average height of 1.6 to 1.7 meters, a white-haired head of more than 1.8 meters suddenly appeared, quite conspicuous.

When Oi Chuanyuejian saw the owner of the head, she turned around and ran away without hesitation—she hadn't taken five steps, her neck tightened, and she was picked up directly by someone, flying into the air.

Ji Chuanyue was a little annoyed when he kicked his calf several times but failed to hit the ground: "Teacher Wutiao!!"

Gojo Satoru put down the little man with a smile: "The voice is so enthusiastic, Oikawa-san~"

Oikawa Tsukimi finally stepped on the ground.She clutched her wrinkled collar, stepped back three or four steps, distanced herself from Wujo Wu, and stared at him fiercely.

Gojo Satoru bent down and poked her angry face: "Wow, are you going to cry, Ji Chuan?"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

Shit, hard, fist hard.

Who recruited this kind of teacher? !

"Teacher Wutiao, someone should have told you not to get too close to students."

Grasping Gojo Satoru's hand that poked her cheek, Ji Chuanyue frowned, and then showed the sweet smile when they first met: "Otherwise, I won't even know how I died."

Oh!Interesting, the little dwarf also showed his fangs?

The bad dk was obviously not threatened at all, instead he held back Ou Chuanyuejian's arm and fished her into the crook of his arm.Oi Chuanyuejian screamed and subconsciously pressed the edge of her loose shorts: "Teacher Wutiao, what are you doing?!"

At this time, the people on the playground have almost left.

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Oikawa-san seems to have forgotten, I said before that students who eat snacks in class should talk to the teacher after school~"

"There just happens to be a cherry blossom forest over there, so it must be a good place to talk there. What do you think, Oikawa-san?"