mousepad-d2 Chapter 272
Chapter 272
As soon as Zenyuan Shier came out of the bathroom, his hair was still wet with water droplets, when he saw the screen of the mobile phone on the table flickering, he didn't bother to pay attention to who it was, anyway, the only ones who knew his phone number were those few people, so he He simply wiped his hair with a towel in one hand, pressed the call button with the other hand, and asked casually: [Hello?Who? ]
[Excuse me, is this Fu Heihui's parent? ]
Zenyuan Shier paused for a moment, he looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was time to go to Shuo for dinner, what could happen to that boy Hui?It doesn't matter if you wait.So he categorically said no, and then hung up the phone neatly.
The dean looked blankly at the hung up mobile phone and fell into deep thought, then looked at Zenyuanhui with a strange look.Chanyuanhui had a well on his forehead, and he knew that Chanyuan Shier would always be "unexpected". Can you die if you answer the phone well?I want to beat him, I must beat him!
Ono Yu looked at the terrifying expression on Zenyuan Hui's face, and felt his whole body hurt. He couldn't help but took a few steps back, trying to find something to block himself.When beating them, Chanyuanhui never showed such an expression as if he was going to kill someone. Is the person on the other side of the phone really his parents?
Chanyuan Hui gritted his teeth, and angry flames burst out from his head. For the ten thousandth time, he suspected that if Shuo was not there, and his strength was strong enough, this guy would have been beaten to death long ago. He pulled it with difficulty. At the corner of his mouth, he tried to maintain his calm tone: "Try again, it must be that he is deaf and can't hear clearly."
...isn't this really a curse?It's a curse.
The teaching director glanced at Chanyuan Hui hesitantly, feeling as if this call would open the door to a new world for him, he took a deep breath and dialed again, once, no one answered, twice, three times... the call was finally blocked Connected.
Zenyuan Shier: ...
Dean:……
[Speak quickly. ] Zenyuan Shi Er said impatiently, "What's the matter, boy Hui?" ]
[…Are you Fu Heihui's father? ] The dean asked tentatively, [Your son Fu Heihui got into trouble outside school because he was protecting his classmates, but please rest assured that he was not injured. We want to communicate with you about the education of the child this time. Question, wondering if you have time for it? ]
Chanyuan Shier stopped in his tracks. He took the phone from his ear and glanced at the number displayed on it. It was indeed Chanyuan Hui's. What did he say?Who fought?for what?Protect classmates?
Zenyuan Shier picked his ears with his little finger, wondering if he heard it wrong, he knew there must be something wrong without even thinking about it, Hui, who grew up in the Curse Master Group and beside Chanyuan Shuo, "Warlock Killer", "Heaven and the Tyrant" Zenyuan Hui, the child of Zenyuan Shier, will protect his classmates for no reason?No matter how you think about it, this is impossible, but this does not prevent him from using this to laugh at this little kid who has been against him all day.
[puff. ] Zenyuan Shier grinned, his smile gradually widened, and finally he laughed outright.
...is he smiling?The face of the dean showed doubts about life. Shouldn't the reaction of normal parents be worried after hearing this?What's happening here?
[Would you please...]
[Oh, I don't have time. ] Chanyuan Shier said enthusiastically that he couldn't wait to share this "good news" with Chanyuan Shuo, [No one was killed, right? ]
[It's not...]
[Then it's fine, otherwise it would be troublesome to clean up. ]
The dean was at a loss for words for a moment, he now had a strong urge to call the police, Fu Heihui's father wouldn't be some kind of extrajudicial lunatic, right?He unconsciously glanced at Zenyuanhui. This kind of slender figure can defeat more than [-] bad people. It seems that it can only be described as "a profound family education"?
Zenyuan Huiguang knew from the expression of the teaching director that Zenyuan Shier had absolutely nothing good to say. He clenched his fists tightly, and a deep shadow was cast on his face. When he was extremely angry, he looked around suddenly. There is a feeling of lifelessness, what is the Zen garden?Who is that?What does it have to do with me?Isn't my father ugly?Whoever likes this kind of guy can take it, and he can throw it in the trash can, anyway, I just need Shuo.
[Can I ask what your job is? ] The director of teaching looked at Chanyuan Hui with deep sympathy in his eyes. From Chanyuan Shier's words, he could feel that this person was unreliable. He now has a feeling that Chanyuan Hui is living in dire straits I have to say that it takes such a strong self-control to be able to grow into the good student I am now in such a situation, it is really hard work.
[Work...] Zenyuan Shier struggled for a while, the spells of course cannot be said outside, plus he still vaguely remembers the description on Shui Guling's false identity... Zenyuan Shier pushed away the office of Zenyuan Shuo Opening the door, what came into view was the slightly puzzled face of Chanyuan Shuo who was sitting behind the desk, which could attract all his attention all the time. Suddenly, a nasty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said very naturally, [Being a little boy now] . ]
[beep...beep...]
The phone was hung up, and the dean put down the phone with dull eyes. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Chanyuanhui felt that his sanity was evaporating. Now he agreed with Bayer's idea of killing Chanyuan Shier. If he stopped him, he would resolutely kill his relatives righteously, standing by and handing him the knife.
Does this guy know what the lower limit is?Oh, sorry, I don't think this kind of thing ever came up in his life.Chanyuan Hui thought violently looking at the indescribable eyes cast by the dean, and a strong desire to kill burst out in his heart.
"Student Fu Hei..." The dean came over and patted him on the shoulder in relief, "Even if your father..." He paused, as if he was a little embarrassed, "...If you encounter any problems, just come to the teacher for help, Never give up on yourself."
Chanyuanhui was silent for a while, and suddenly showed a smile that made people feel chills down the spine: "Don't worry, teacher, I will never become the kind of guy who can only see the face." You wait for me!
...So there is definitely something wrong with your father-son relationship?Akashi Seijuro watched for a long time. He didn't have Zenyuan Kei's sensitive five senses under the blessing of the spell, but he could guess the difference between the two just from the conversation between the dean and Zenyuan Kei and the expression on his face. The atmosphere in the room is subtle, but it seems a bit inconsistent with his original guess... Is there something else hidden?
Akashi Seijuro didn't continue to think about it. Since he regards Zenin Kei as a friend, no matter what secrets he has, unless it hurts him, it has nothing to do with the relationship between the two.So after the teaching director told Chanyuan Hui that he hoped that he could reflect on his recklessness and hand in a [-]-word self-criticism before next week, he just walked up to Chanyuan Hui and said softly: "This is the first time I have slandered." Such a big lie."
"Do you need me to bring you an extra thank you gift on your birthday?" Zen Yuanhui replied with raised eyebrows.
"No, it's just a feeling that this feeling is really novel." Akashi Seijuro glanced at him. Those in the basketball club can be said to be his teammates and partners. He also enjoyed getting along with them, but he also I don't know how I made friends with someone like Chanyuan Hui who completely doesn't match my social circle in school. Although it feels very ordinary, it is unexpectedly not bad. "If I have to thank you, how can the student association help me?" Sample?"
"Thank you for your kindness." Chanyuanhui refused, "You can manage the student union in an orderly manner by yourself, when are you going to take off the word '复' on your head?"
"There are rules and regulations. Even if it is early, it can't be too early." Although Akashi Seijuro said this, there was a confident smile on his face, "Next year."
"A sophomore?" If anyone else knew about this, they would be very surprised, because the rule of Teiko Middle School is that only students in the third grade can be the president of the student council, and it has never been broken.However, Zenyuanhui's reaction to this was very flat. First, because he grew up in the group of curse masters, he didn't pay much attention to this aspect; The leader of the [Q] group, with this matter as a foundation, such breaking the rules is nothing in his eyes, "Congratulations."
"Thanks for the compliment, although it's a bit perfunctory." Akashi Seijuro walked to the vehicle waiting for him at the school gate, and asked Zenyuan Kei, "Do you need me to give you a ride?"
"No." Megumi Zenin politely nodded to the driver who came to pick up Akashi Seijuro in the car, and then rejected Akashi Seijuro's proposal, "It will be there in a few minutes, and I have to wait for Tsumiki."
"Then I'll take a step first." Akashi Seijuro opened the door and got into the car, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." Megumi Zenin watched Akashi Seijuro's vehicle go away, and then turned around to see Miki Fukurotsu waving at him, so he walked over unhurriedly.
"Megumi, have you been waiting long?" Fukurotsu Miki just finished her job, she looked at the driving car and asked curiously, "That's... Akashi Seijuro? Is it Megumi's friend?"
"Friends?" Chanyuan Hui pondered for a moment, then said with some uncertainty, "Is it a friend?"
At the same time, the driver in the car also asked Akashi Seijuro the same question, Akashi Seijuro looked at the school gate getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror, smiled gently, and replied affirmatively: "It's a friend. "
"Master will be happy when he finds out."
"Really?" Akashi Seijuro suppressed his smile. He hasn't had a decent conversation with his father for a long time. He feels that the meeting has always been business-like. It's strange to propose a birthday party this time, but if you don't If there is an accident, it must eventually evolve into a social occasion.