After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

Looking at Xin Wenjiu on the face, when Liang Jie left, he still locked the door.

Although Wen Jiu has never raised a baby, he has never eaten pork and seen pigs running. He is convinced that this is not the right way to educate children.

Fortunately, after his death, he is not the master of resignation no matter where he goes. With the help of the prop card, Wen Jiu twisted the sheets and curtains together as a rope, and climbed downstairs along the window.

With his feet firmly on the grass, he clapped his hands and sighed, "Okay, it's like a princess on the run."

The original owner went to school late, and even though he was in the third year of high school, he had already passed his eighteenth birthday. It stands to reason that with his citizen ID, the vast sea of ​​stars, Wen Jiu can go wherever he wants, and Liang Jie's contacts can be used without any special intervention. , within three days, he will definitely be caught and brought back.

Without much hesitation, Wen Jiu decided on the most concise and efficient place to escape——the school.

It is within Liang Jie's barely tolerable control, and he can rely on the accommodation to avoid face-to-face with the other party. Except for the fact that the original owner doesn't like going to school, it is perfect.

The pocket money is Liang Jie's secondary card, and if there is any change, the other party will know immediately. Fortunately, Jiang Lin seldom uses it, and often carries coins that are becoming obsolete. The heavy weight in his pocket gives him a sense of security.

In Capital Star, the house prices are so expensive that ordinary people can’t afford it for a few lifetimes, but the infrastructure is very complete, and public transportation is even cheaper.

Looking for an unmanned suspension car with great interest, Wen Jiu limped to the back row and received the document sent by Xie Xuan, only to find out that the original work was written on campus.

Jiang Lin's role in it is at most a cannon fodder-level background board, and has no intersection with the main plot. Only after his accidental death as "Liang Jie's adopted son" did he receive attention for a while.

Of course, among them, few really mourned for the original owner, and more people cared about whether Liang Jie, the hot upstart, would get married and have another child.

Why did Liang Jie reject all the blind dates all these years on the excuse of Jiang Lin, and he didn't get a single peach blossom.

Perhaps it was because he was too young and the accident came too suddenly. Compared with the previous hosts, Jiang Lin's resentment was not deep. Even in his wish, apart from paying off the child support, there was no shadow of Liang Jie at all.

Jiang Lin cares more about freedom than revenge.

Before getting off the bus, Wen Jiu also experienced the social care of the interstellar era. The simulated robot connected to the city database waited at the school site in due course, and gave him a free crutch with a sweet smile.

If the original owner hadn't turned eighteen and Wen Jiu insisted on refusing, the other party would probably warmly help him cross the road once.

Fortunately, there are no people near the school at the moment, otherwise the rate of turning heads would have soared.

The security man in the guard room was replaced by a machine. Wen Jiu swiped his card, swiped his face, swiped his pupils, and after a set of authentication, he finally successfully entered the school gate.

According to the memory of the original owner, this section of the second class of the third year of high school should be mathematics, which is also Jiang Lin's worst subject. He actually has no talent in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and he is even a little clumsy. He can maintain his current relatively excellent grades. By staying up late every night to study hard.

Even so, in the eyes of many people, he is still not worthy of being Liang Jie's son. After all, the latter has been a top student who has skipped grades every year since elementary school. will be overshadowed.

"An adopted son is an adopted son."

"If only Dr. Liang had a child of his own."

"He has a nice face. I heard that he is very similar to Dr. Liang's first love."

His mother is in politics and his father is in business. He is young, promising and handsome. Liang Jie, who has received a well-known interview, has many fans on Star.com. As Jiang Lin grows up day by day, there are more and more people who are too idle to find fault.

From Wen Jiu's point of view, he can understand the sour feelings of these bullies: whoever has never had the dream of a rich man being wronged when he was a child, seeing a "lower class" in a slum about to jump into the dragon's gate under his nose, is stimulated People who feel that their mentality is out of balance will inevitably spit out their mouths.

Looking at the essence, this is actually a kind of envy, a kind of jealousy, and a kind of defense breaking.

But Jiang Lin was still too young to be as transparent as Wen Jiu.

Liang Jie is a genius, and most geniuses are aloof, not to mention self-centered. He doesn't care about the opinions of the outside world, so he takes it for granted that Jiang Lin can too.

In fact, Jiang Lin has been prone to depression.

He is just an ordinary person.

A child who worked so hard but was not recognized or protected by his adoptive father.

"Knock knock knock."

Taking advantage of the time when the teacher asked everyone to do the classic real questions on the light screen, Wen Jiu knocked on the door: "Report."

The crutch he was leaning on on one side instantly attracted more than half of the eyes.

She has been malnourished since her mother's womb, and her appetite was not great after being adopted. Jiang Lin is shorter than boys of the same age, and her skin is so white that it can be sunburned by ultraviolet rays, which makes her a mother in the eyes of some people.

But today, for some reason, the young man who always lowered his head to avoid eye contact actually raised his chin normally.

The teacher who taught the class obviously heard about the car accident of the original owner, and was also a little surprised at the moment: "Jiang Lin? Aren't you resting at home?"

The incident of the other party crossing the road and colliding with a car was posted on the Star Network yesterday. Although it was quickly censored, many people still saw it.

In the forum of Capital No. [-] Middle School, based on Cao Yunyun's transfer and the monitoring without mosaics, the original owner and Liang Jie's quarrel was guessed very closely.

"I can go."

Calmly entering the door with a cane, Wen Jiu opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I don't want to miss class."

People who are usually quiet and reticent will always be more convincing once they speak. In addition, the original owner's eyes are clear, and when he looks directly at the person he is talking to, he appears extraordinarily sincere.

The mathematics teacher who is also known as the three major nightmares along with physical chemistry probably didn't expect his class to be so popular, and his tone of speech slowed down a lot: "It's a good thing to be motivated, hurry up and sit down."

Jiang Lin's seat is in the last row.

Under the eyes of all kinds of people, Wen Jiu calmly put down his crutches and connected to the original owner's learning optical brain.

Half a math class passed quickly, and Wen Jiu, who was also a scumbag in science, felt drowsy, but his appearance didn't reveal anything, and he didn't forget to ask Xie Xuan to help him to draw key points and take notes.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, a very deliberate "chat" sound came from Wen Jiu's side:

"Running away from home, does he really think of himself as Dr. Liang's son? Don't come back if you can."

"I heard that he was crying in the surveillance."

"It really is a little princess."

"Funny, really thought Yunyun liked him? He escaped from Capital Star overnight."

In the eyes of outsiders, Cao Yunyun's sudden transfer has nothing to do with Liang Jie anyway. The only reasonable explanation is what Jiang Lin, who has been close to her recently, has done.

During adolescence, the most gossip-provoking thing is of course love.

[Okay, adults make mistakes and let the children take the blame. 】

Most of the drowsiness was gone, Wen Jiu complained while listening: [If you let them know that Liang Jie is actually jealous of Cao Yunyun, these little brats will not be scared crazy? 】

There is no doubt that Wen Jiu will really destroy the seedlings of the empire, Xie Xuan wisely did not answer.

The students who can enter Capital No. [-] Middle School are either outstandingly talented, or either rich or expensive, no matter how kind and gentle they look, they are full of arrogance in their bones.

Liang Jie has both, so he is doing well.

As for Jiang Lin, it seems that he owns the latter, but no one actually counts the power of the Liang family on his head.

Can an orphan picked up from a slum really get the right to inherit?

[Suddenly understood a sentence of 5046's chanting,] Quietly, Wen Jiu sighed, 【Socialism is good. 】

What is the Galactic Empire?

Without hearing Xie Xuan's response for a few words in a row, Wen Jiu hit the spirit and poked the Buddha in white in the sea of ​​consciousness.

--no response.

It is estimated that the other party was busy making a report and making character designs again, Wen Jiubai retracted his thoughts boredly, worrying that there was nothing to watch, so someone ran into the muzzle.

"Jiang Lin, the water in the class is gone, go and change a bucket." A tall, burly boy with his arms folded and his school uniform jacket loosely wrapped around his body was kicked, his hair was dyed an eye-catching red. Wen Jiu's desk.

Just like the interns in the company, the chores that others are too lazy to do are all done by the original owner.

Except for the slums, the residents of the empire have been genetically modified from generation to generation, and live long and healthy. Shui Jianglin, who can even lift a girl, is so tired that he is out of breath, which further proves his inferior origin.

Jiang Lin didn't talk, Liang Jie didn't ask, the teacher turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, some so-called class bullies and school bullies became more and more unscrupulous, always making fun of honest people.

Wen Jiu has a bad temper and can't stand it.

Dalika gradually failed. Even though he blocked the pain, his legs were still a little swollen, and he was too lazy to do anything for the time being. The black-haired boy raised his eyes and said politely and seriously: "I'm not thirsty."

Little Red Hair:?

"Who cares if you're thirsty or not!" The resigned rabbit suddenly learned to resist, and the provocative little red hair felt face-sweeping, and the volume was higher, "The teacher is not here, who will you pretend to be coquettish? Or are you unable to use the medical cabin?" ?”

Someone laughed out loud.

Trying to communicate with the kid failed, Wen Jiu exhausted the last bit of patience.

Grabbing the crutch beside the chair, he turned his right wrist as if holding a sword, and the round metal non-slip head aimed at the red hair's eyes with the sound of breaking through the air.

The bangs on the forehead were blown away, and the red hair shrank back instinctively.

Surprised and annoyed, he yelled, "Jiang Lin! You have a lot of skills..."

Before he finished speaking, the metal anti-slip head went in another inch and hit the bridge of his nose straight.

Tick.

The bright red liquid flowed down, and needles could be heard in the class instantly.

The rabbit was in a hurry and bit people, especially Jiang Lin had too many "weapons" in his hands. Worried that things would become serious, the class leader had to stand up and be a peacemaker: "Okay, class is about to start, what are you making a fuss about?"

"Jiang Lin apologizes first, no matter how you say it, beating someone is too much."

"Apologize? What if I say no?"

Being pulled into a stern smile by the class monitor, Wen Jiu deftly pulled a sword flower, and then gave Hongmao who wanted to pounce on him: "Should I sue the teacher or ask the parents?"

"It's best to find a parent."

"See if Liang Jie is here, should he beat you first or me first."

The author has something to say:

Xie Fuzi, who hastily made a character design: ...

One missed, and the wife started again.

Good is good, Amitabha.

Comparing hearts every day.