After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Kun got up quickly, straightened the school uniform jacket on his body, his expression hardly changed.

"Good afternoon..."

good afternoon.

middle.noon.good. .

it is good……

What a big headed ghost! !

The homeroom teacher's hair almost exploded, and he glared at Fu Kun viciously, did the slap come so fast? ?

"what are you doing!!"

When Fu Kun heard this, he blinked innocently a few times, and then gestured with his hands.

"We're practicing..."

"...now stretching..."

He didn't change his face, he was serious.

A few teenagers who were pressed and rubbed on the ground just now: "..."

The students in class three all stretched their necks to look in, trying to grasp the first-hand news.

"You guys!! All of you come to my office!!" The dean had a black line on his face, and swiped his hand between the teenagers.

Fu Kun pursed his lips indifferently, and followed behind the man's buttocks.

After getting up, the anger dissipated because of that exaggerated fight.He leaned in front of the man and joked:

"You cleaned up very energetically today... What's the good thing?"

"Get the hell out of me!!"

"Why are you still impatient...the back is the back." Fu Kun still had his hands in his pockets, his eyebrows were raised, and he was swaying slowly.

The office door was pushed open, and it was quiet inside. It was rare that there were no teachers watching the show. The dean pulled away the chair on one side, and made a gesture to hold the teacup on the other side.

"Why fight? You have to give me a reason, right?"

The palm of his hand patted a stack of documents on the desktop.

He looked at Fu Kun, as if he wanted to see clearly the true thoughts of this surly boy.

He just didn't think the kid should be like this.

It shouldn't be a bad boy who is doing nothing and doing nothing.

Or... because the criteria for judging bad boys and good boys are actually inconsistent...

"I just can't get used to it." Fu Kun paused for a second, didn't look at the dean's expression, and was silent for a while, "Forget it my fault."

At this point, he believed that it was indeed his problem to beat people hastily, but he didn't think about how many people would be so good?

Several co-authors can't do one of his...

"Then you?" The person in front of him was quick to admit his mistake, and the dean's dark complexion eased a little. He moved his eyes away from Fu Kun, and the freezing ray swept across several other people.

"...we...we're not looking for him..."

"It's just inexplicable... rushing over and beating people..."

"Yes, yes... we just came to see that new classmate in the teacher's class..."

After a while of silence, the door of the office was knocked suddenly, and the sound of tuk tuk came in from the wooden door frame, muffled.

"...Please come in."

The door opened, and there was a woman wearing glasses, who looked capable and serious.

"Director Wang." She shouted, her eyes slowly fell on Fu Kun, she glanced calmly, and then quickly looked away.

"I'm their class teacher... What's the situation about this matter?"

She nodded to one of the boys who looked more honest, nodded after understanding most of the situation, and was silent for a long time.

Of course, the so-called "most cases" is not so sufficient...

"It's only been a few days since school started... about this classmate Fu Kun's... um... record... I've heard about it. Director Wang wants to take care of this child. It's no problem... But could it be another problem?"

Seemingly rational analysis.

She looked at the dean, "I heard that his mother passed away... There are different opinions about the reason, and could it be that the child has always been affected..."

Speaking of which, Fu Kun still didn't understand, he looked at the woman's side face coldly, "Just tell me if you have anything..."

The dean's face was also very ugly, he looked at the woman's calm face.

"Could it be that he actually has mental problems? Like... mania?"

Fu Kun didn't speak, his brain suddenly felt a tingling pain, and a large chunk of vague memory was poured into his mind, he couldn't see the faces inside clearly, but he heard voices circling around his ears.

The broken shouts are played in a loop, torn apart by the howling wind.

His whole body was forcibly split into two halves, one half belonged to himself, and the other half belonged to the soul.

"...Don't think about it!!! You can't stand it!" 711's voice almost pierced through the vague cry and ran into his mind.

At this moment, the office door was knocked several times, and the sound echoed back and forth in the empty office.

"Teacher Wong……"

The voices overlapped, Fu Kun shook, and put his hands on the table vigorously.

"Come in..." The dean got up to check on Fu Kun's condition.

The door was pushed open, and Shi Yang mustered up the courage to push the door open.

Seeing the tall and thin boy leaning on the edge of the table, his expression seemed to be suffering some kind of pain, he was stunned for a second, and an inexplicable emotion was about to burst out in his heart.

"Fu Kun?" He called out.

The voice trembled unconsciously.

Several people around noticed the strangeness of the young man. His body was trembling violently, with one hand resting on the desk, covering his forehead, fine beads of sweat oozing out.

"I just said..." The female teacher spread her hands easily.

"I took him away... and... you better watch out for such a child, it's poor..."

"To shut up."

The sudden heck came with a slight tremor.

Fu Kun raised his head, his expression was so horrifying that he was about to tear people apart, the arc of his shoulder blades showed the stubbornness of a young man.

"Stop talking about my mother."

He opened his mouth coldly, staring at the woman's face quietly, and seeing her subconsciously take a step back, he curled his lips into a smile.

"You said it. I'm sick. So..."

"Better pay attention when you speak."

When the words came out, the female teacher's expression changed several times, "Fu Kun!! How dare you threaten the teacher?"

With his eyes wide open, he lost the calmness he had just now.

"teacher!!"

Shi Yang suddenly said, he didn't know when he appeared next to Fu Kun, with his hands supporting Fu Kun's waist, even though he was a bit shorter than the other party, he still stood in front of him.

The round eyes are wide open.

"You bully people!"

As soon as the seemingly fierce words came out, the air was completely silent.

"...Fu Kun did it to help Xiaopang and me!"

That small face was full of seriousness. He stood in front of Fu Kun with his small chest puffed out.

"He's normal!! Would it be too vicious for the teacher to say such words..."

The words were a bit heavy, Shi Yang realized his tone but felt that this was not a trivial matter that could be covered up in a few words.

Protecting her... uh... cub like a little beast? ?

Fu Kun's thoughts were completely distracted by Shi Yang, and the stabbing pain in his head finally calmed down.

He pursed his lips, reached out and touched Shi Yang's back, gently.

"gone……"

"...Although he's not right, but the teacher didn't do anything... huh?" Shi Yang's original draft of a long speech was abruptly cut off.

Fu Kun seems not only interested in blocking other people's words, but also his own...

His face turned red.

"I said go."

Standing up straight, Fu Kun bowed to the dean, turned around and went out the door, the dean only reacted when the door was slammed shut.

"Where are you going? Don't go out for a stroll!"

The voice coming in from the door was muffled: "Go back to the classroom..."

Shi Yang turned around and explained the real ins and outs of the matter to the dean, then hurriedly followed out, and made a very serious promise: "I must be optimistic that he will not skip class!!"

As soon as he returned to the classroom, Fu Kun lay prone on the seat, one side of his face was facing out of the window, and when he heard the movement, he turned around and looked at Shi Yang.

Uncommonly serious.

The wind blew in through the gap by the window with a light and fluttering sound.

"...I feel like I've seen you before."

His voice was very soft, brushing Shi Yang's ears like fluff.

The wind from the ceiling fan carried a scorching wind, which made it uncomfortable to slap on the face, bringing a new wave of scorching heat.

"Where is it?" Shi Yang turned his head and looked at Fu Kun.

"do not know."

"Then you still say..." Shi Yang laughed.

"I suddenly wanted to say..."

"What?" Shi Yang leaned over.

"Thank you... idiot..."

The head teacher's class was boring and boring, almost hypnotizing people, everyone was groggy, and the ceiling fan above the head was emitting a very slight wind...

Getting more and more drunk.

"...This is the main content of this class...Everyone will prepare for the rest of the time...Friday is the entrance exam."

There was a long voice below, the rustling sound of flipping books accompanied by low-pitched discussions.

"Did Fu Kun cut his hair..."

"When he came in just now, I thought I saw some handsome new transfer student brother..."

"...he looks so sunny with his eyes and brows out..."

"You won't like it?"

Laughing and cursing, the teacher in charge yelled "Quiet" after staring.

Fu Kun fell asleep again.

He seemed to have had a dream, dreaming of a very vague picture.

The two teenagers walked side by side on the road paved with shade, creaking on the dead leaves.

The boy on the back seat of the bicycle has a refreshing orange-sweet smell, and hugs his waist with a smile. The old bicycle rides a winding stream, and they are singing, a little out of tune...

He seems to have really seen that boy...

When Fu Kun opened the door of the house, 711 was still rambling in his mind: "You may be driven by the emotions left by the original body... The original body has mania..."

"Really?" Fu Kun raised his eyebrows.

"...Actually, in the original plot, you were completely isolated when you were pointed out to have mania in the office...No one wanted to be close to a person with mental problems..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" When Fu Kun opened the door of the house, he saw several people inside.

Sitting on the sofa, his eyes slowly fell on his body.

"...Did you meet something at school?"

A man in the middle with his hands on crutches suddenly spoke, and a wave of aggressive pheromone slowly floated around, oppressing Fu Kun's nerves.

"...He wants to suppress you with pheromones." 711 said, suddenly gloating.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Fu Kun threw his schoolbag directly on the sofa beside him, and there was a pretending young man in a suit sitting there, caught off guard by his schoolbag, his expression was a little dazed.

"I can help you solve..."

The man spoke.

"Are you sick?!!"

The stunned boy finally came to his senses.

This is the second time Fu Kun heard this sentence today, and he is extremely upset now.

Displeased with the word "disease"...

"Are you in a panic?"

The originally drooping eyebrows and eyes were raised, and he glanced at the young man who spoke coldly.

The other party looks fair and clean, which seems to be the fair appearance that all girls like.

"Can you say that again?"

The man was not irritated, he spoke slowly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's very packed, it can hold more than plastic bags...

After being quiet for a long time, Fu Kun seemed to be looking at a fool.

"I said you're an idiot."

The author has something to say:

Hey hey hey hey... I'm coming... I have something to do these two days... I'm sorry, I'm sorry~