He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

As a road idiot, it's really embarrassing.

Xiao Chuyi wanted to refute, but he was really speechless.

Not to mention walking back to the street and taking a taxi back to school, if Sheng Yuhang didn't come to look for him, maybe he would have to go around this alley until night before he could go out.

From this point of view, Sheng Yuhang is really a kind and caring person.

Such a rare species of good people, it's really an eye opener that Shen Bixiao, that scumbag, didn't beat him up.

Thinking of a scumbag whose corpse was still lying in the alley, Xiao Chuyi was in a bad mood, and his thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

The beating is done, but it can only be regarded as an appetizer, and it still treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

Of course, as long as it makes Shen Bixiao feel uncomfortable, he doesn't mind a little more.

And what is Shen Bixiao most concerned about?

Apart from his own dignity and face, there is probably only——

Xiao Chuyi's eyes turned back to Sheng Yuhang's face.

This is really a very pleasing face, especially the other party is always so gentle and considerate.

"I'll take you back to the dormitory first."

Sheng Yuhang didn't understand Xiao Chuyi's complicated eyes, and didn't ask more about Shen Bixiao, but just reminded him to pay attention to the eye-catching wounds on his body.

"If you go back to school directly like this, you may scare others. Go back and treat the wound first, and be careful of wound inflammation."

Xiao Chuyi's expression became more complicated.

This injury on the body was commonplace for the sophomores in the past, and it would heal quickly even if it was left alone.

But there are people like Sheng Yuhang who care about his wounds.

When Xiao Chuyi was not a civilized and good-natured boy, the cousin who adopted him followed him all day long, telling him to pay attention to safety, health, diet, and work and rest.

Xiao Chuyi and his little niece once called him "Lao Mazi" in private.

But with such concern, it is impossible not to be moved.

Now he somewhat understood why Shen Bixiao could not forget Sheng Yuhang.

Whether it is true or false, at least this person is really observant and considerate.

Coupled with such an eye-catching good looks, it is indeed not an exaggeration to compare it with the bright moon in the sky.

"Thank you." Xiao Chuyi took a deep look at Sheng Yuhang, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Mr. Sheng, you are really a good person. But..."

"what?"

"I owe you so much favor. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it in then."

Xiao Chuyi continued to walk forward with a sigh, looking rather melancholy and helpless.

Sheng Yuhang: "...?"

In C, the seventh class of the second grade.

This was a rare time when all the students in the class got together, except Sheng Jianghe.

But Sheng Jianghe was the one who told them to go back to school.

At this time, other classes were in class, and the teacher in charge of inspecting discipline passed by the window, looked at the noisy voices inside, frowned, shook his head and left with a sigh.

The students in the class were surrounding Cheng Sijia, asking her how she was doing now.

After confirming that she was fine, the classmate who had just sneaked over to be responsible for the "rescue" also happily talked about the thrilling process during the period.

"...At this moment, an unexpected person appeared—"

The classmate next to him rushed to answer: "I know this question! It's Teacher Xiao!"

The students who joined the fun on the other side did not follow, and they couldn't help but glance at them in surprise when they heard this.

"Why did you change your mind so quickly? Didn't you still tell him to have a soft face yesterday————"

The storyteller covered his mouth and criticized righteously: "How can you slander our lovely, kind and reliable Teacher Xiao so much? I swear I've never seen a more manly man than him in my life. It's time!"

Students who didn't follow:? ? ?

Before the commotion here was over, someone coughed lightly at the door.

Hearing this familiar voice, everyone in the class knew it was Sheng Jianghe without looking up.

Cough means "shut up" and "quiet".

The entire classroom fell into dead silence in the blink of an eye.

The students raised their heads one after another, and their eyes moved to Sheng Jianghe... Xiao Chuyi who was behind him.

Those who had watched Mr. Xiao's rescue at the scene all had scorching eyes, trying to find a hole in him.

The rest of the unidentified people also looked at the man with puzzled eyes, not quite understanding how he subdued these guys who had been the happiest in just one day.

Xiao Chuyi reached out and patted Sheng Jianghe's back, telling him to return to his seat.

Seeing that Sheng Jianghe nodded obediently and returned to his seat without saying a word, the people behind were so surprised that their eyes popped out.

"Hello, classmates." Xiao Chuyi leaned against the podium, avoiding the wound to support his body, "Some people meet for the first time, so I will briefly introduce myself. My name is Xiao Chuyi, and I will teach you mathematics. And concurrently as the head teacher, I will be called Teacher Xiao from now on."

Xiao Chuyi's voice was not loud, with a lazy ending.

"I don't have any requirements for everyone, don't fight and skip classes, hand in homework on time, take exams seriously, and tell the teacher if you have any difficulties, that's all, I hope everyone can abide by it."

They are all consistent official clichés, enough to make students' ears cocooned.

If it were normal, the students down there would have already had a falling out, and they wouldn't bother listening to what the teacher said on stage.

However, this time it was rare for them to sit comfortably and look at the podium in unison.

"Did everyone hear clearly?" Xiao Chuyi asked.

"Listen clearly!" Sheng Jianghe was the first to respond.

The others looked at each other in surprise, and then followed suit, stacking them neatly.

"Very good." Xiao Chuyi showed a gentle smile, "Then let's enter our first class meeting—about the fact that Sheng Jianghe took the lead in jumping over the wall and skipping class to the clubhouse, all the people involved will tell me. A [-]-word review will come up."

Before the words fell, someone immediately stood up and expressed dissatisfaction: "Why—"

Sheng Jianghe glanced over, the man trembled in fright, and immediately closed his mouth.

"Don't worry, there is a share for those who see it." Xiao Chuyi continued to settle the matter with a smile, "I won't pursue it before entering the job, just yesterday and today, anyone who is absent from class will have a [-]-word review, and I will also ask the parents to come to the school. By the way, the two reviews are counted separately."

As soon as these words came out, even Sheng Jianghe, who had been taught a good lesson by his uncle, turned dark.

The student who was still full of admiration for Xiao Chuyi also showed a hesitant and miserable expression: "Ah? Do you really want to call the parents? If my dad finds out, he will definitely hang me up and smoke..."

Others followed suit.

"Yes, yes, and my parents don't have time, they are busy abroad."

"My parents didn't care about me for a long time, the ghost knows if I can be contacted."

"It's okay to invite parents, but can you not write the review...I hate writing the most..."

"I know that all parents are busy with their daily affairs. Before the end of this semester, just take any time to come here. As your head teacher, it is necessary for me to communicate with your parents."

A louder wailing suddenly sounded from below.

"Snapped--"

Xiao Chuyi slapped the table with the lesson plan, the sudden sound made the students startled, and they all shut their mouths.

"Do you feel wronged? Are you not convinced? Why didn't you think about the consequences when you ran out?"

Xiao Chuyi suppressed the smile on his face, put on a serious face, his eyes swept to Cheng Sijia who was sitting in the middle, the latter looked back at him helplessly, with guilt on his face.

Cheng Sijia was the first to be brought out, and she hadn't had time to change her clothes yet.

Since returning to class, she kept her head down and didn't take the initiative to speak. She was panicked and afraid, and felt that she had caused a lot of trouble to her classmates and teachers, and she was ashamed to see others.

On the way back to school, Xiao Chuyi had already learned about the situation of this class from Sheng Jianghe.

These students are indeed notoriously troublesome students, but they are not fundamentally bad kids.

One is that there are many rebellious people at this age, and the other is that there are a few students with special backgrounds in their class—such as Cheng Sijia.

Because of the joke about her gambler father coming to school, and the disparity between her family background and her classmates, she has always been a topic of discussion among some teachers and classmates, and even the target of their ridicule.

The students in class [-] were especially defensive. Cheng Sijia had no capital to resist, so she could only swallow her anger and dare not refute, but her classmates were more angry than her.

The last male teacher who was retaliated against was to mock Cheng Sijia in public in class. After she raised her hand to correct his mistakes in writing on the blackboard, he ridiculed her that her heart was higher than the sky. selling.

This sentence stabbed the hornet's nest.

The male student who was expelled had a particularly irritable temper, and it happened that he had some ambiguous thoughts about Cheng Sijia. When he heard this, he rushed forward without thinking about it, and punched the male teacher in the face.

After this punch, the class was completely messed up.

The school expelled the students who took the lead in beating others, publicly named and criticized these rioting students, and visited and comforted the old father of the male teacher who was so angry that he became ill.

A group of rebellious students in the second stage completely let themselves go, thinking that adults are disgusting species and cannot be trusted.

As a result, "protests" such as skipping classes, overturning the wall, and making loud noises, which were not uncommon, intensified, and several teachers left.

Until Xiao Chuyi took office.

Speaking of which, the group of people are willing to listen to him right now because he saved Cheng Sijia and their students.

But this does not mean that they can easily agree with his point of view, and they muttered rather dissatisfied after hearing his rhetorical question.

"It's a good thing to protect your classmates, but you have to use your brain." Xiao Chuyi slowed down his voice again, as if he had lost his strength, "Otherwise the person was not rescued, and he got involved again. Do you think you are a gourd baby?"

"puff--"

Some people couldn't help laughing, and the tense and depressing atmosphere was relieved a little.

Immediately afterwards, someone boldly raised his hand: "I, we can also rescue Cheng Sijia! We were almost successful!"

Xiao Chuyi glanced at him, changed his arm to support his chin, and asked lightly: "Did those security guards see it just now? How many can you beat?"

The student nodded, recalling a moment of speechless, speechless.

Xiao Chuyi continued: "That's it, I can hit ten, can you?"

Student: "..." No, no QAQ

Xiao Chuyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Now do you know who to turn to to solve the problem?"

Student: "I know, I know..."

The new teacher Xiao is a devil.

When school was over in the evening, as soon as Sheng Jianghe saw his uncle, he couldn't help complaining to him.

The man with a gentle face was full of tenderness at this moment: "As long as you can control you, even if it is a devil, it is also a cute devil."

Sheng Jianghe looked up at his uncle with a deep expression, "You have betrayed."

"Good boy." Sheng Yuhang rubbed his little nephew's head, "By the way, I told your parents about your truancy, and they asked you to submit a [-]-word self-criticism within this week."

Sheng Yuhang reminded softly: "It must be written by hand."

Sheng Jianghe: "..."

In this cold and heartless world, is there any warmth left?

Sheng Jianghe turned into a pufferfish once again, angrily turned around and left with his schoolbag on his back.

Sheng Yuhang, who was following his little nephew, paused suddenly, and his eyes fell on the cafe across the road.

A familiar Lu Chi was walking into the store with another strange man.

The two looked very familiar, with smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, obviously a good relationship.

That person... I seem to have seen it somewhere...

Sheng Yuhang thought about it all the way, and finally recalled it when he was sitting on the sofa reading a book after dinner.

Wen Rui.

A well-known rookie in the industry, but the reason Sheng Yuhang really remembered him was his last job.

Wen Rui, Xiao Chuyi, and Shen Bixiao are classmates in the same college, but they are not in the same class. Before they graduated, those few people worked together to start a business.

However, neither the cold text on the information nor the rumors of some of their old friends showed how good their relationship was.

If you have to talk about the connection between them, apart from the different departments of the same company, it is probably Shen Bixiao.

At first, I thought it was a little sheep that occasionally showed its fangs when it was forced to do so, but I didn't expect... people can't be judged by their appearances.

Does it look interesting?

The corners of Sheng Yuhang's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked down at the book on his lap.

Sheng Jianghe, who was next to him, was lying on the table writing his self-criticism with a sad face. Halfway through writing, he couldn't help but feel distracted, and turned the pages of the book at hand.

When he turned to the folder at the bottom of the textbook, he saw a photo, saw the name marked under the photo, and then looked at the person in the photo, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"Uncle, Uncle—"

Sheng Jianghe grabbed the photo and trotted all the way to Sheng Yuhang's side, as if he had found some unexpected treasure, he pointed to the person in the photo to show him.

"This person seems to be the one who stopped us this morning! He looks similar, and he knows you, look! It seems to be Shen Bixiao..."

Sheng Yuhang glanced up at the photo, then looked away, and responded perfunctorily: "Yes."

It was Sheng Yuhang's graduation photo from high school. Although he was still a little young and immature at that time, his appearance was generally finalized.

Especially those with outstanding looks, they stand out from the crowd and can be recognized with just one look.

The students in the photo are all wearing school uniforms, and Sheng Yuhang is standing in the corner, with a signature gentle smirk on his face, his eyes are scattered, and he doesn't know where he is looking.

Shen Bixiao stood in the middle, wondering if it was a matter of the timing of the capture, but his eyes seemed to have been drifting in the direction of Sheng Yuhang.

"No wonder he is so enthusiastic about you." Sheng Jianghe consciously found out the truth, "But you have forgotten him, so pitiful——"

The sympathy and pity on Sheng Jianghe's face changed suddenly.

He looked down at the folder in his hand and fell into a brief thought.

The desk where he did his homework was originally Sheng Yuhang's desk. The latter had just moved here not long ago, and everything was put there recently.

Obviously, this file folder was also thrown on the table by Sheng Yuhang himself after reading it.

Sheng Jianghe looked up at Sheng Yuhang: "So you actually know Shen Bixiao, right?"

Sheng Yuhang calmly turned a page of the book and replied, "I don't know."

Sheng Jianghe didn't believe it: "Liar!"

Sheng Yuhang paused, pressed the page of the book and looked up, showing a slight smile to his little nephew: "No, I know, I know, oh."

Facing this familiar kind tone, Sheng Jianghe trembled uncontrollably, and silently closed his mouth.

The author has something to say: No update on Wednesday, but update on Thursday night~