He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Sheng Jianghe failed to call his parents that night because his parents were busy with a meeting at that time.

When returning home at night, Sheng Yuhang saw a dejected little nephew.

The background is so dark that you can almost see the depression of the shadow lines.

This is not very common.

Children of this age are at the time when cats hate dogs, and the little nephew is no exception. Although there is no big question, but the inexplicable arrogance and petty temper have always been inexplicable, and they have always looked at people with their chin up.

In addition, his family background and IQ are far above the average, and he has never been the only time when he tricks others, and even the teacher has nothing to do with him.

This is also one of the reasons why the eldest brother and sister-in-law specially asked Sheng Yuhang to come back and take care of the little nephew.

As soon as Sheng Yuhang took off his coat, he saw Sheng Jianghe slowly moving in front of him: "Uncle, I want to buy a knife."

"What did you say?" Sheng Yuhang stared at him with a smile, his face flushed when he saw Sheng Jianghe, "I didn't hear clearly."

"I want to buy a knife!" Sheng Jianghe yelled, grinding his teeth, "It's like the one my uncle gave me before!"

"Don't you already have it?"

"..." Sheng Jianghe held his breath, and said in a low voice after a while, "It was confiscated..."

"puff--"

"Did you laugh at me just now?" Sheng Jianghe's eyes widened and his cheeks puffed up with anger, "You must have laughed, right?"

"No." Sheng Yuhang blinked, with an innocent expression on his face, "I'm just a little curious, who is so supernatural that he even dares to accept our young master Sheng's things."

This is the advantage of having a good-looking face. The words that are obviously sarcasm can turn the face full of "truth, goodness and beauty" into pure curiosity.

Sheng Jianghe was like a balloon that had been punctured and emptied in an instant.

"It's, it's the new teacher today..." Sheng Jianghe curled his lips, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "It's the one we saw yesterday... He also said, he also said that he wanted to see the parents, and he, he, he said Asking me to lose money, obviously he broke it, really shameless..."

Sheng Jianghe was mixed with countless subjective evaluation words, and it took him a long time to explain the cause and effect in a long-winded manner.

"puff--"

"You definitely laughed at me just now!" Sheng Jianghe's face swelled into a puffer fish again, "Did the fact that I was bullied make you so happy!"

"Yes." Sheng Yuhang nodded very naturally. Seeing that his little nephew was about to explode with anger, he put his hand on his lips and coughed twice, "Ahem, so you want me to go to school, right?"

"Yes." Sheng Jianghe hummed and turned his back, "You must teach him a good lesson for me, otherwise I will never forgive you."

Sheng Yuhang took out his phone, looked down at his recent itinerary, and nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah."

"That's right." Sheng Jianghe was easily swayed, "If you don't help me get back my place, wouldn't I be bullied for nothing?"

Very good, the itinerary for the whole day can be freed up tomorrow.

Sheng Yuhang took back his phone, and looked at his little nephew with a smile: "Don't worry, I will never let your efforts go to waste."

The next morning, on the campus of C Middle School.

Xiao Chuyi was sitting on the corridor with a stack of documents in his arms, stacked folders with one knee bent, leaned lazily against the fence, and lowered his head slightly.

The black shattered hair fell perfunctorily on both sides, revealing the pale back of the neck that has not seen the light all year round. It is beautiful and fragile, as if it would break if it was lightly folded.

The brows on the half-exposed side face were slightly frowned, as if a little distressed.

The female teacher passing by has already involuntarily glued her eyes to her.

Sensing the other party's gaze, Xiao Chuyi raised his head to look over, tilted his head, and revealed some doubts.

The female teacher who came back to her senses blushed, covered her face in embarrassment and ran away.

Xiao Chuyi: "..."

Ah, I wanted to ask her how she got there, how she ran so fast...

Xiao Chuyi looked up at the top of the corridor with a headache, and the bamboo growing obliquely from the side came into his vision.

He casually pulled two bamboo leaves and lost interest after rubbing them. When he lowered his head and continued to read the materials, he put them to his mouth and bit them.

Principal Zhou has high hopes for him, not because he hopes that he can bring the grades of that class to the top of the grade, but the only expectation is that the students in this class can be a little bit "normal".

At least don't become weird characters like campus legends.

For this reason, he gave Xiao Chuyi all the thick stack of student files the day before, even including all the homework of those students.

Xiao Chuyi flipped through some of them roughly, and left some really useful files, and put the others aside for the time being.

Regarding the abnormality of the students in that class, he already had a preliminary but intuitive cognition yesterday.

Although they were temporarily given a few classes by violent threats, those students were obviously still very dissatisfied with him, and sooner or later something would happen if this continued.

He is an adult anyway, and he is not ashamed to communicate with these future flowers of the motherland in such a rude way.

Sure enough, it's better to be older, if you don't obey, just smoke a meal.

Xiao Chuyi sighed regretfully.

The so-called knowing oneself and the enemy will never end in a hundred battles.

The first step in solving a problem is, of course, to understand the problem.

C has always followed the elitist route, and the number of students in a class is usually around ten to twenty. Among them, Class Seven has the most students, with a total of 32 students.

According to rumors from colleagues, this seems to be because problem students from other classes are stuffed into this class to fight fire with fire.

That's why it seems that while the number of people in this class is large, the problems are also particularly serious and prominent.

Most of the students in this class are either rich or expensive. Since the last student who was dropped out completely stepped on the male teacher, they have completely let go of themselves, have no fear of the teacher, do their own way, and are determined to be angry Kill all the teachers who came to lead the class.

The class was obviously not full the day before, and Xiao Chuyi also counted the number of people, and there were nearly ten people missing.

While turning the pen, Xiao Chuyi turned a page and marked the names of those who were absent from class.

After turning a few pages, Xiao Chuyi saw Sheng Jianghe's name.

He was already impressed enough with the name.

Sheng Jianghe's influence in class seven is extraordinary, and he is equivalent to being the boss hidden behind the scenes.

Of course, in Xiao Chuyi's view, this is a haughty and very middle-school kid. Maybe he will really do a lot in the future, but now...

A student should still look like a student.

According to colleagues and President Zhou's focus, it is said that Sheng Jianghe's family background is very deep, and his family's ancestral wealth is tens of billions. His parents are both high-end researchers and have won numerous international awards.

And as a price, this pair of awesome parents had no time to discipline their son, so Sheng Jianghe, who lacked parental care, grew crooked into what he is now.

——It’s not that he’s going astray, it’s just that he started to make troubles and refuse to obey discipline, which makes people very headache.

But then again...

This Sheng Jianghe's persona and face, why do I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before...

While thinking casually, Xiao Chuyi turned to the next page. This is a girl and one of the absent members.

Just as he was about to raise his pen to draw a mark, Xiao Chuyi felt that the light in front of him suddenly dimmed a lot. The tip of the pen paused, and he raised his head, facing a familiar face.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao."

Sheng Yuhang leaned over slightly, raised his eyebrows and greeted Xiao Chuyi, and there was a smile in his words, so the words "Teacher Xiao", which was a little deliberate and frivolous, became gentle.

"We met again, what a coincidence."