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

When the real danger comes, many people's first reaction is not to fight back or run away, but to stiffen instinctively.

The heavy solid metal, when Wen Jiu swung his cane in front of his eyes for the first time, Hongmao was a little dazed, and after the second hit, he was overwhelmed by the pain, appearing in shock.

Fortunately, some students around listened to the monitor's words and stopped him, giving Hongmao a step down.

With bravado, he returned to his seat and kicked his own chair.

The rest of the people also scattered like birds and beasts.

Usually the original owner was afraid of causing trouble for Liang Jie, and never brought up his adoptive father, but Wen Jiu didn't take this into account, and looked directly at the monitor: "Do you still want me to apologize?"

The squad leader couldn't speak in embarrassment, and cursed Hongmao in his heart.

But Jiang Lin's current appearance is indeed a little scary, with fair skin and dark eyes, even if Liang Jie is not mentioned, it will make people feel scared after a long time.

The school's anonymous forum soon opened a new discussion forum:

【He's crazy? 】

[The fox pretends to be a tiger, if he has the ability to make his father really come. 】

【Correct, it's not dad, it's uncle, it's just a nominal guardian. 】

[What, what, which class is playing charades again? 】

Wen Jiu took out a paper drawer from the desk, wiped the head of his cane in disgust, walked slowly and limped to the front of the classroom, and threw the paper into the trash can.

In the usual way, there would definitely be people whispering and even stumbling him, but after what happened just now, most of the people were reading with their heads down, looking like they love to learn.

Ren Shan was bullied by others, and Ma Shan was ridden by others, just like those chores that did not require human labor. The more talkative Jiang Lin was, the more he could not get rid of it.

With the experience of the previous two times, Xie Xuan became more and more proficient in his reporting posture. When the second class was about to end in the afternoon, there was a new student in the second class of the third year of high school.

Wen Jiu, who was trying to listen to the bible, was also surprised.

In this kind of elite school with power, money or talent, except for large-scale group activities, school uniforms are basically eliminated, but the boys on the podium are wearing a whole set, which is relatively old-fashioned and tall. , long hands and feet, clean and not offensive.

The elderly homeroom teacher smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, and he was almost out of joy: "This is Xie Xuan, who just transferred to another school today. He is very talented in programming and ancient blue star language. He once took..."

What followed was a series of awards that Wen Jiu had never heard of. As a real scumbag, he stared at Xie Xuan while turning the stylus, thinking, he would really put gold on his face.

But having said that, it turned out that Xie Xuan looked like this when he was young, very tender, if he knew he should have walked down the mountain more often.

There were obviously many people watching the podium, but Xie Xuan accurately caught Wen Jiu's gaze, turned his head, and hooked the corners of his lips vaguely.

"...Let us welcome new students to join us."

Blessed by the double aura of academic excellence and good looks, the head teacher took the lead, and the others applauded in unison. However, when Xie Xuan proposed to sit in the last row and be at the same table as Wen Jiu, the atmosphere suddenly became weird. Like he made a bad choice that everyone knew.

The class size is large and there are many vacancies, but the head teacher's expression didn't change, he just repeated: "Are you sure?"

Xie Xuan nodded: "I am tall."

This is indeed a reasonable and considerate reason. Considering Jiang Lin's usually well-behaved and peaceful personality, the homeroom teacher, who had no idea that the other party had changed, patted Xie Xuan on the shoulder: "Then sit down quickly."

I heard that I hit someone just now. Nine: ...

To be honest, he never expected that Xie Xuan would figure out his identity so quickly and with such a high profile. If Liang Jie, that control freak, knew about it, he would definitely go crazy again.

As if guessing what the other party was thinking, under the cover of the get out of class bell, Xie Xuan said quickly and in a low voice: "I took the test myself."

After all, it is a real award that exists in the small world. It would be unfair to the aborigines to cheat by relying on the convenience of passing through the game quickly.

It's just that Xie Xuan didn't expect that with his own computing power and knowledge alone, he could get a few No.1s in one test.

True Scholar Wen Nine: ...

Listen, listen to the words of this Versailles.

It's really beating written all over his face.

Relying on himself to sit in the last row, he didn't look at Xie Xuan, but he chatted openly: "I thought you would choose a teacher."

After all, the scum in this world is adults, and adults always have an advantage over adults, and the identity of a teacher is more convenient to protect the original owner.

"Forget it." Xie Xuan said solemnly, "Teacher-student love breaks the law."

At least in the world of fiction.

—Who wants to fall in love with you?

Although Xie Xuan's voice was very soft, Wen Jiu could still hear what the other party said. Before he could teach a certain Buddhist student to study hard every day, the head teacher who had gone and returned came in:

"Jiang Lin, someone is looking for you."

It's Liang Jie.

Counting the time, the other party should have finished that important operation, and when he got home, he saw someone going to the empty bedroom, and he knew how annoyed Liang Jie would be.

But for so many years, Liang Jie seldom came to the school, and he never attended the parent-child meeting to enhance parent-child relationship. Wen Jiu went to the office to check, and it turned out to be a 3D phone.

The virtual effect of the scale projection is solid and oppressive. After a few simple greetings, the head teacher closed the door and left, giving the two of them a private space considerately.

Straight to the point, Liang Jie, who didn't take off his coat, ordered: "Go home."

I thought that the injury on his left leg was enough to make Jiang Lin obedient, but he didn't expect that the other party would dare to endure the pain to open the window and escape from the locked villa.

But the escape location is really laughable.

Jiang Lin rarely said no to the guardian who raised him, except for the time when Cao Yunyun was forced to transfer to another school.

Wen Jiu also used a euphemism to save face: "I want to go to school."

Liang Jie acted like he didn't hear it: "Where's the communicator?"

The black-haired boy lowered his eyes: "...forgot at home."

forget?Obviously intentional.

Too lazy to expose the clumsy lie of the other party, Liang Jie continued: "I will ask the driver to pick you up, pack your things, and wait at the school gate."

Wait a damn.

Wen Jiu has a deep understanding of the irritability that self-talk brings to people.

"I want to go to school." Wen Jiu was not in the mood to reason or quarrel with such an extreme egotistical person, and quickly found an excuse that fit the original owner's plan. "The college entrance examination is coming soon. My dream is a medical university."

Medical University.

Liang Jie was slightly taken aback.

The most famous medical university in Capital Star was obviously his alma mater. Jiang Lin had never mentioned this before, and it was the first time Liang Jie knew about it.

With Jiang Lin's current grades, it is indeed a little difficult to apply for the popular majors of the medical university. The black-haired boy seemed a little shy, with his head down and his hands tightly holding his cane.

After a long time, he said: "Uncle, is it okay?"

Liang Jie was instantly satisfied.

Ever since Jiang Lin got close to that girl named Cao Yunyun, he had felt bothersome and irritable for no reason. Now that she heard that she wanted to study medicine, Liang Jie understood that in Jiang Lin's heart, he was the most important thing.

What is Cao Yunyun?

How could an outgoing little girl replace...

Suddenly realizing that he was jealous of a little girl, Liang Jie's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly adjusted his expression: "I will take you home tonight."

"But my leg hurts and I want to live in a dormitory." Precisely stepping on the bottom line of Liang Jie's desire to control, Wen Jiu showed weakness at the right time, like a harmless little white rabbit.

Liang Jie who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot: ...

Now, of course, it is impossible for him to tell Jiang Lin that the other party's injury can be cured by lying in the treatment cabin for another 10 minutes. Moreover, under his deliberate arrangement, Jiang Lin has never had a roommate, and occasionally takes a nap in the dormitory by himself. It's okay to stay for a while.

But the other party's behavior of repeatedly resisting him made Liang Jie feel annoyed.

Without a word, he hung up the phone.

Sensitive and delicate in mind, Liang Jie's seemingly positive but negative behavior in the past always made Jiang Lin obedient: he has no reason to be self-willed if he depends on others.

Wen Jiu didn't take this set: If you don't say anything, just treat it as your acquiescence, who will leave this PUA behind.

After being broken up by his first love, contacting again is to take over the oil bottle left by his first love. It is absolutely impossible to say that Liang Jie didn't have the slightest dislike for Jiang Lin at the beginning.

From childhood to adulthood, the original owner didn't have a single normal friend. Thinking about it carefully, Liang Jie's intervention or acquiescence must have been indispensable.

"Teacher, I'm done talking. Uncle Liang told me to live in the dormitory."

Leaning on crutches, Wen Jiu politely declined the head teacher's help and walked slowly back to the class.

Through the glass window of the back door, he could clearly see that Xie Xuan was surrounded by a group of people.

Seventeen or eighteen years old is one of the most curious ages. Xie Xuan looks good and looks gentle. Coupled with the series of introductions from the head teacher, they certainly want to get to know each other, and by the way, they want to get to know each other. camp.

"Why are you sitting with him?" Chou Wenjiu was called away by the teacher, and the girl in the penultimate row turned around. "Did you see that red-haired one? He was beaten by Jiang Lin just now, and he was bleeding."

With a slightly raised eyebrow, Xie Xuan repeated: "Fight?"

Girl: "That's right, they came from the slums, and no one taught them."

Others also echoed: "If someone raises it, they should burn high incense."

"It's not my own father, so I don't have time to take care of him."

"I heard that Dr. Liang only called him Uncle."

"Never came to a parent meeting."

Of course, there are more than 30 students in a class, and it is impossible for all of them to gossip, but as long as someone starts, the rest of the silent ones become a minority in a sense.

In this environment, the attitude of the adults in the family has a great influence on the children. If Liang Jie does not act, the original owner will naturally be bullied.

Maybe some people think that this is trying to curry favor with the Liang family, which has both money and power, and the most promising brain doctor in the empire.

As a former monk, most of the time, Xie Xuan didn't like to do anything.

Clearly, he asked, "Why did you fight?"

The girl sitting in the front row of Xie Xuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

She couldn't say that it was Jiang Lin who was selfish and refused to fetch water. Not to mention that changing the water didn't need to change the bucket. Just because Jiang Lin was lame, this statement couldn't hold water.

"Boom."

Knocking the cane heavily on the ground, Wen Jiu said lightly, "What are you praising me for?"

The girl in the back row turned her head.

The others also dispersed one after another, as if nothing had happened.

They're well-bred, they don't drop themselves into fighting ghetto lunatics.

Wen Jiu: Hehe.

Counseling is cowardly, find some fresh and refined excuses.

Of course, he also understood that there was more or less the reason why he mentioned Liang Jie.

"What's wrong?" Wen Jiu blinked and smiled, determined to sit still on the crazy character, "Keep talking, I like to hear it."

Just to add firewood for his break with Liang Jie.

The author has something to say:

Ninety-nine Buddhas, one piece of literature and one weapon.

Grabbing bags belongs to grabbing bags, Xie Xuan is still facing himself (nan) himself (peng) and others (you).

Comparing hearts and hugs every day.