After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

"Fu Hei, what book are you reading?"

Yuzu Yujin came out of the dormitory to the place agreed with the teacher, and happened to see a male student in the same class sitting on the stone steps in front of the storage room downstairs, holding a book with a simple cover in his hand. I flipped through it, not paying attention.

Hearing the sound, Fu Heihui raised his eyes to look at the person coming, and said calmly: "It's Ichimoku Hatori's debut work "The Lonely Hanged Man"."

Suddenly, Yu Zhang Youren realized that he clenched his fist with one hand and tapped on his palm: "Oh! It's this book. My Chinese teacher at my previous school recommended it, and I'm very impressed."

He sat next to the person and asked, "Does Fu Hei like to read such books?"

"Fortunately, I picked this one up from the bookcase."

Fu Heihui didn't want to explain more about his preferences, and as he said, he really just got this book by chance, so he read it after thinking about it, and this was the first time he read it. , at most only heard the outline of the story.

As for why I know... I have to ask a bad white-haired teacher who is keen on spoilers, a guy who can't make up a catty of teacher morality.

Wait, it seems that the other party does not have a teacher qualification certificate, so is it considered unlicensed to work...

Fu Heihui was lost in thought.

"Why are you the only ones here? Where's the teacher? Are you late again?"

Just as the two boys were muttering about what to eat after today's class, the last of the first graders also arrived here.

Nagasaki Yaqiangwei pinched her waist, looking at the extremely lazy boys in front of her with a very unhappy expression, and she was full of questions when she came up.

"Didn't you agree to gather here? Fuhei, do you know what's going on?"

"Teacher Wutiao said he was late."

She frowned when she heard this: "What's the matter? This isn't the first time he's been late, isn't it?"

Speaking of which, Kizaki Yeqiangwei noticed the book in Fukurohui's hand, and changed the topic.

"Why are you reading this? What's so good about such a gloomy book."

"Not gloomy." Fu Heihui retorted with a serious face, "The protagonist finally got redemption and walked out of the shadows. Although the ending is blank, it can make people see hope."

Looking at the other party's extremely serious expression, Nagasaki Yaqiangwei did not speak for a long time, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"That's right, have you finished reading it?"

"No, I was spoiled."

Nagasaki Wild Rose: "......"

Nagasaki Yaqiangwei snorted: "Spoilers are the most annoying."

Fu Heihui: "Agreed."

Knotweed Youruhito: "Agreed."

While talking, a call came from not far away, and the three of them followed the sound, and saw a tall, white-haired man wearing a teacher's uniform and black eyepatch, walking slowly with a handbag, which was very worrying Can he see the way.

Gojo Satoru happily raised his hand to greet the students: "Good morning, everyone, you are here so early."

"It's Mr. Wujo who came too late." This is Knotabagi Yuhito with a moderate attitude.

"The guy who is late has no right to talk about others." This is the emotionally impatient Rose Kizaki.

"So what are you going to train this morning?" This is Fu Heihui who has long been numb.

Seeing that the students' attitudes were sluggish, and no one cared about the reason for his lateness, Gojo Satoru immediately put his fist in front of his mouth, making a very aggrieved gesture.

"It's so indifferent, you guys, teacher, I'm so sad! I was in line for an hour at the dessert shop, it was very hard."

Three people: "......"

...knew it would be like this.

It has been almost a week since she came to this high school of conjuration, and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei quickly understood the temperament of her class teacher.In just a few days, the other party was late for three out of five classes, either as an excuse for traffic jams or queuing up somewhere to buy food. There was also one time when I had a temporary task and handed over to others to substitute for the class, so it was rare for me to enter the classroom on time. .

Even though it was unreliable, it was an undoubted fact that the other party was indeed the strongest conjurer in the current conjuration world.

To receive the strongest instruction is the dream of many young conjurers.

After being thrown to the ground mercilessly by the teacher again, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei immediately retracted her preface, and rolled her eyes when she heard the irritating laughter above her head.

Forget it, whoever wants this teacher wants it, anyway, she doesn't care.

Isn't this how he was knocked down without even touching the corner of his clothes? !

hateful! !

Seeing the little friends also collapsed beside him in embarrassment one by one, I even felt a little relieved in my heart.

"Okay, okay, it seems that everyone is ridiculously weak, and only Kei's reflexes are okay, but it's far from enough."

Gojo Satoru mercilessly clapped his palms and spoke words that added fuel to the flames. He was still so composed, not even a speck of dust was stained on his clothes, and he couldn't tell that he had just experienced a one-on-three battle.

"However, this also shows that you have a lot of room for improvement. Don't be discouraged. You have to work hard, everyone. After all, physical skills are the basis for the survival of warlocks."

As soon as the words were finished, the mobile phone under the clothes rang. Gojo Satoru turned his head and touched his pocket. He opened the mobile phone and saw that it was a text message about a new mission.

He sighed for a moment, and said regretfully: "It seems that I can't continue to practice with you, what a pity! Let's stop here for the morning class, and then you can practice by yourself."

"Ah, that's right, that's right." Thinking of something, Gojo Satoru suddenly called out again in surprise, and looked at them with a smile.

"You rest in the afternoon, right? Just go to the station to pick someone up for me when you have time. It's your teacher who is coming back from Kyoto. Wild Rose and Youren just came to the college, haven't you met?"

"Ugh--?!!"

Both of them exclaimed in unison, only Fu Heihui looked calm, not surprised.

Although I often saw Gojo Satoru wearing a ring on his left hand, but because I couldn't guess who it was and never saw him mention it, Nagasaki Ye Qianwei always thought that Gojo Satoru just wore it to look good, but it turned out to be true!

So she quickly turned to ask the only person who was not surprised.

"Have you seen Fu Hei?"

"Yes, we have known each other for a long time."

Fu Heihui nodded, remembering that she had experienced similar things with her second-year seniors when she was not enrolled last year.

History is surprisingly similar.

On the other side, Yuzu Yuren was very supportive: "What about the teacher's wife's appearance? Is there any photo, I want to see it."

"Oh! Since Yuren said so——"

Gojo Gojo clicked on the phone photo album, flipped through the photos for a while, then clicked on one of them, and turned the screen to face him.

"Look, it looks like this."

"Wow--"

Knotabagi Yuhito couldn't hold back and exclaimed again.

Seeing this, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei rushed forward immediately, her eyes widened in surprise after seeing the person in the picture clearly.

The photo shows an adult woman in her early twenties, with a beautiful appearance, long purple-gray hair tied in a low ponytail behind her head, giving her a bit of gentleness and intellectuality - no matter how you look at it, she is out of tune with Gojo Satoru The undocumented teachers are people of two worlds.

"This is too beautiful." She exclaimed, and then her face was full of disbelief, "Liar, teacher, how could you have such a beautiful woman as a lover, wouldn't it be specially used to bluff us?"

"Does Little Ye Qiangwei distrust the teacher so much? The teacher is so sad. By the way, we have been together for 12 years."

Ignoring the white-haired young man's pretending to cry again, Hirohito Katsuobu found the point: "12 years? It's a long time, isn't this dating since high school? Does the teacher have any children?"

When this topic was mentioned, Gojo Satoru became interested, and immediately grinned and said, "Child? Yes, Xiaohui is the crystallization of our love."

Then the two looked at Fu Heihui in unison.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Fu Heihui held his forehead with a headache: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I have no blood relationship with them, and the age is not the same at all, okay?"

"Oh, but we are also very curious about the teacher's wife—"

What's more, it's the gossip of Teacher Wutiao!

Knotaba Yuhito and Kizaki Yeqiangwei walked quickly, clasped their hands in a gesture of prayer, and looked at him eagerly.

Being stared at by her classmates like this, Fu Heihui looked embarrassed and had nothing to do with them.

"You'll know when you see someone."

Seeing that the time was about the same, Gojo Wujo didn't want to delay too much, so he clapped his palms again to attract the students' attention, and gave his final instructions.

"You guys have a good relationship, so I'm relieved. I'll leave the pick-up to everyone. I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, turned around, hummed a little song and strode away.

Watching the back of the teacher leaving, Katsuobu Yuhito touched his head, and said dully: "Teacher Wujo is in a particularly good mood today."

Nagasaki Wild Rose gave him an angry look: "You will be in a good mood if you have such a beautiful woman as your girlfriend."

Kunzhang Youroto scratched his face in embarrassment, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "It makes sense."

Nagasaki Wild Rose: "......"

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei decided to ignore her stupid male classmate.

In the afternoon, Fu Heihui sat in the dormitory and checked the time on the phone. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was less than an hour before the agreed time.He put on his coat, got up and walked out of the room, knocking on the rooms of his classmates one by one.

"I'm going to the station now, are you going?"

"Go, go, of course."

The two hurriedly went back to the house, put on their clothes and ran out again, dressed up neatly, like a well-behaved student, ready to follow Fu Heihui to pick him up.

Seeing his companion's exaggerated performance, Fu Heihui couldn't bear to notice.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course it is to give my wife a good first impression."

Nagasaki Yaqiangwei raised her hair confidently, and Knotaba Yuhito beside her nodded approvingly, like a dedicated supporter.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Seeing how excited they were, Fu Heihui wanted to say something, but felt that it was more troublesome to explain, so he gave up altogether.

It's better not to spoil their interest, anyway, it's not me who deliberately concealed the truth.

His eyes shifted vaguely, and he muttered softly: "You don't have to do this."

The next moment, Nagasaki Wild Rose's expression instantly became extremely serious, as if she had heard some nonsense that was just in her head.

"It is necessary, very necessary."

How can I say that she is a beautiful sister, and she is naturally different from the unscrupulous teacher like Gojo Satoru, who likes to tease students and make fun of them!

Fu Heihui: "..."

All right, as long as you are happy.