How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wei Qi quickly thanked him, like a fool.

Zhao Qian felt that something was not right in the atmosphere. After holding Wei Qi steady, she sat beside his bed, holding some fruit and asked:

"Would you like an apple?"

"Ah, ah, no, no, no."

Wei Qi quickly waved his hand and refused.

Wang Heng flicked his fingers, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement:

"Classmate Zhao Qian, you are not very enlightened. If you want to peel an apple for him to eat, you can't ask directly. You are too embarrassed to agree."

Zhao Qian took out a red apple from the fruit basket she brought, and took a fruit knife from Wei Qi's bedside and started peeling it.

Wang Heng looked at the small dog abuse scene in front of him, took out his mobile phone and looked at the PP chat.

Several puppets who returned last night and the night before yesterday had already met and applied to add Wang Heng as a friend. Wang Heng used a trumpet to pass them one by one and sent the sentence to the puppets, "Stand by and wait for my news."

The puppets thought that Wang Heng liked to play the game of being an emperor, so they all replied tacitly: "No!"

"Stupid."

Wang Heng cursed lightly.

Qin Feng sent a message and asked Qian Qi how to arrange the group. Wang Heng thought for a while and replied:

"Forget it, don't bother with them, just deal with them as you wish."

What Wang Heng meant was that he was too lazy to pay attention to these members of the investigation team who were not of good moral character and just dealt with them casually.

But Qin Feng understood differently. He thought that Wang Heng was still testing whether the special ability bureau was suitable for his development, so he did not change the approach that Qian Qi's team was currently working on - trying to get into Han City No. 2 Middle School!

After playing with his phone for a while, Wang Heng suddenly received an email:

"Do you want to know the secret of your life experience?"

"What the hell? Have the harassment messages become so advanced now? What happened in the world when I was in the hospital?"

Wang Heng replied directly: "Do you want to know what I did with your mother back then?"

Then decisively block that person's mailbox and eliminate harassing messages. Starting from Wang Heng, we should start from everyone!

Putting his phone back in his pocket, Wang Heng looked at the two people in front of him.

Wei Qi was stretching his neck and opening his mouth, like a baby waiting to be fed. Zhao Qian, with a slightly red face, inserted a toothpick into the sliced ​​apple and handed it to Wei Qi's mouth, and Wei Qi opened his mouth to eat.

He had obviously just had lunch, and now he was holding on until he was exhausted and wanted to finish the apples that Zhao Qian fed him!

"I giao, it's not fun to torture a dog like this."

Wang Heng stood up and went out first. He would be an idiot if he acted as a light bulb at the scene.

After sitting in the corridor outside the door and playing games for a long time, Zhao Qian came out and Wang Heng sent her back to school.

Because he was afraid that Sun Lei, his grandson, would take action against Zhao Qian, Wang Heng had no choice but to study hard in school.

Sitting by the window, there are always little girls from various classes coming to look at him after class, like looking at the giant pandas in the zoo. When Wang Heng looks over, the girls are playing and running away shyly. Wang Heng looks away. He curled his lips and didn't bother to pay attention.

It's just that there is a girl in the class who always looks at me differently. The girl's name is Nie Beibei. She must have transferred here this semester.

There is a bit of a black background at home, and she is quite beautiful, but she looks like she has an unburned soul.

Wang Heng must have seen her before when he was playing arcade games outside, and he had some impression. At that time, she was wearing a leather jacket and leather pants and driving a motorcycle. She looked like a will-o'-the-wisp teenager. Wang Heng didn't bother to look at her anymore. Her eyes were so hot... .

Wang Heng looked over in confusion, and Nie Beibei turned her head away again. When Wang Heng turned back to look at the blackboard, she continued to look at Wang Heng...

Wang Heng was speechless and just leaned on the table and started sending messages to Wei Qi:

"I have an appointment with Sun Lei's grandson at noon tomorrow. We will have a fight in that abandoned factory. Come out tomorrow at noon and I will give you a surprise."

"I have given you enough surprises today, Dad! / I love you with all my heart, biu~.jpg"

Wei Qi had a taste of what it was like to lie down in the gentle countryside today, and his admiration for Wang Heng's father was already overwhelming!

"Your uncle, call me dad when you have something to do, and Wang Heng when you have nothing to do. How many damn good dads do you have?"

"hey-hey."

"Okay, just remember to come at noon tomorrow. Your leg is not broken, right?"

"It's not broken, it's not broken, even if it's broken, you still have to crawl over!"

Wang Heng, who was bored and playing with his mobile phone, suddenly felt that the light on his head was blocked. He looked up and saw that Nie Beibei was already standing in front of Wang Heng.

"Is something wrong, Mr. Nie?"

Wang Heng glanced at her and asked.

"I saw the way you taught Sun Lei a lesson in the woods today."

"Oh."

"The movements are very standard and handsome!"

"Thank you."

"He is a rare and good talent!"

Wang Heng: "?"

He finally raised his head and looked squarely at this little girl classmate whose chuunibyou disease had eroded her soul.

"How about joining me and following my lead?"

"If you are sick, go to the hospital. I know a well-known psychiatrist named Fang. If necessary, I can recommend him to you."

Wang Heng put his head back on the table again.

Nie Beibei was not angry at all, "I understand you will think I am crazy, but I will prove it to you. Then you only need to give me an answer, agree or disagree!"

Nie Beibei seemed very confident that she could convince Wang Heng, but Wang Heng just turned over and enjoyed sleep in a more comfortable and comfortable position.

Why does it feel like he suddenly misses the life in the hospital... At least no one in the hospital usually bothers him. Most of the people who bother him are spiritual beings of other species.

Speaking of spiritual creatures, Wang Heng didn’t find many spiritual creatures in school!

Is it really true that mental hospitals produce talented people?

But these creatures are not human. There are mostly plants and insects. Wang Heng has not found any ones with higher spirituality. Is it because most insects have a relatively short lifespan and die before they grow up to develop spirituality? Already?

In order to prevent Sun Lei's grandson from harassing Zhao Qian, Wang Heng stayed at school until late studying.

Studying late at night is even more boring. I'm used to going to bed early and getting up early in the hospital... It doesn't count as going to bed early and getting up early. Wang Heng is a big fan of staying up late, but it's impossible for the Lingshi to lose his hair. It doesn't matter how he wanders around.

But in the hospital, by this time he had gone back to his room and was lying on the bed, enjoying the fruit plate and juice provided by the waiter in light clothes, and secretly eating the snacks he had hidden during the day.

Qingyi has been in curious baby mode all day long, asking questions here and there, touching here and there. Unexpectedly, after sleeping in the Soul Controlling Pendant, the world has become so magical.

"After I resolve the matter with that idiot Wei Qi, I'll take you out to play!"

Wang Heng smiled and looked towards the window, where Qingyi was staying.

Zhao Qian saw that Wang Heng had been absent-minded and not in good spirits, so she packed her things and prepared to ask Wang Heng to go home first. It didn't matter whether he could attend the weekend evening self-study or not.

She stood behind Wang Heng and reached out to pat Wang Heng's shoulder. Then she heard Wang Heng smiling softly and speaking to the window. Her outstretched hand froze in the air. She looked at the window and then at Wang Heng, and swallowed hard. Drooling, it took a long time to ask:

"Classmate Wang Heng, who are you talking to?"