My Iyashikei Game Chapter 548: Fu Sheng’s first step

Hearing Shen Luo's words, the car instantly became quiet, as if time stood still.

The man in the suit and Big Yu looked at Shen Luo, trying to make sure they had heard correctly.

"Seven...wives?" The man in the suit confirmed again.

"Yes." Shen Luo nodded very positively: "He is a very good person, and he is also handsome. I guess his charm value is quite high, which is why he is loved by so many girls. "

"There are all kinds of ways to play in "Perfect Life, and existence is reasonable. No wonder he is not in a hurry." Big Fish started the van and looked at himself in the rearview mirror: "If I have seven Wife, I will not leave the hidden map in a hurry."

"No matter how high the initial charm is, it is impossible to have seven wives. Maybe he hides rare props that can increase the charm attribute, or maybe his occupation is quite special." The man in the suit sat next to Shen Luo, with a sour tone .

"Actually, I don't know much about Han Fei. I was wanted by the residents here, and he saved me." Shen Luo felt that the medicine on his body was about to pass: "Brother, what should I call you? "

"Everyone calls me the boss. I am one of the shareholders of the Inevitable Truth website. I play this game mainly to lead my brothers to make a lot of money." The man in the suit took out his mobile phone and called Qiangwei: "We I have already contacted Han Fei, his ability is quite special, we will talk about it later when we meet."

After the van disappeared on the road, Han Fei turned his gaze away and entered the company.

"Players have no way to fight against ghosts, but after all, they have flexible thinking and should be able to be useful cannon fodder." Han Fei was not worried that Shen Luo would tell others his secrets, he knew that in Shen Luo's eyes, he should be a foodie Ruanfan, he also hopes that those players can misunderstand himself like this.

"Everyone thought I was a softie, and when I find the big evil, they will know how powerful I am."

Death in the memory world of the shrine will not really die, but will lose most of the memory, so Han Fei didn't care about those players.

Back in the office, Han Fei wanted to continue working, but unexpectedly received a call from the police.

Ms. Liu didn't lie to the police, and said frankly that Han Fei helped her, so the police wanted to ask Han Fei something, and hoped that he would rush to school as soon as possible.

At first, Han Fei wanted to refuse, but he considered that he had the title of "Brave for Justice" and he could get experience rewards for doing good deeds, so he chose to cooperate with the police.

Scenes that have happened countless times in reality are reproduced in the memory world, and it turns out that gold will shine everywhere.

Called Zhao Qian to ask for leave, and then Han Fei took a taxi to Fu Sheng's school.

As soon as he entered the school gate, he was stopped by the school security. Han Fei is now considered a famous figure in the school. The first time he was called to the school by the teacher, he beat the principal directly. No one is afraid of such a person .

"Father Fu Sheng, the principal has specifically told you that you must not be let in." Two security guards stopped Han Fei with wry smiles.

"The old man has already been taken away by the police, why do you still listen to him? Could it be that you two helped him when he buried the body?" Han Fei's words made the security guard's face turn pale: "Don't Nervous, this time the police called me over."

Passing past two security guards, Han Fei came to the office building, and just a few steps away, he heard Teacher Liu crying.

Knocking on the door, Han Fei entered the office of the first grade group. Teacher Liu was in tears. A female police officer and two female teachers were comforting her.

For a long time, Teacher Liu's father has been slandered and slandered. She was stabbed in the back by neighbors since she was a child, and many children said her father was messing with her in front of her.

All the grievances have not been revealed until today, but the price is quite heavy. She once thought that her father couldn't bear the accusations of everyone, so she hid in other cities alone. She has always firmly believed that her father is still alive, and she came back here to take classes because she wanted to use her own power to wash away the stains left by her father, and imagined that one day she would see her father again.

It's a pity that all illusions were shattered the moment the soil was dug up. Teacher Liu saw his father, the father who insisted on doing the right thing all his life.

The police who stayed behind signaled Han Fei to enter the next room, and they asked Han Fei a lot of questions.

Responding to police interrogation was as easy as drinking water for Han Fei. He had already thought about the questions the police would ask on the way here, and he was as proficient as the police himself.

No leaks, when Han Fei came out of the hut, the two policemen who questioned him still had a feeling that they couldn't get enough.

Looking at Mr. Liu who was still having trouble calming down, Han Fei didn't approach rashly. He recalled the chat records between Fu Yi and Mr. Liu, turned and left.

Ten minutes later, he bought Mr. Liu's favorite food from the supermarket, put it gently on the corner of the table, and then left silently.

"Every one of these women is so outstanding, Fu Yi, you are really damned."

Han Fei walked alone in the school corridor, and Fu Sheng's hatred for him had lessened a little. If possible, he hoped that Fu Sheng could return to school.

The principal was arrested, and the parent who bullied him became a fugitive wanted criminal. Now no one in the school will continue to target Fu Sheng.

"If he can go back to school, he should be able to see these good changes."

In order to prevent Fu Sheng from being bullied again, Han Fei came to Fu Sheng's former class again.

On the podium, a male teacher wearing glasses is teaching a math class. He is putting on airs, and seems to only like the good students sitting in the first two rows, and ignores the students in the back row.

Han Fei politely waited until the teacher finished class before entering the classroom.

"Hi teacher, I want to ask something."

"Are you?"

"I am Fu Sheng's father."

As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, the math teacher changed his face and looked impatient: "I still have to prepare lessons. I don't have time. You can ask someone else."

"Five minutes, I just want to know who has bullied Fu Sheng in this class, and have a good chat with them. If Fu Sheng can come back to class, I hope they can get along well." Han Fei spoke very It is gentle.

"Come back? I think it's better for him not to come back. With his personality, it is estimated that self-study will be more efficient."

"One cannot be separated from the group. I hope he can have the same learning memory as other children." Han Fei gave the impression that he had a very good temper.

"He was not bullied by anyone in the class, he was his own maverick. Let me tell you clearly, even if he comes back to class, he still sits alone in the corner, making him and everyone else uncomfortable .” The teacher wearing glasses packed his things and got up to leave, but Han Fei stood in front of him.

"The students are not feeling well, shouldn't the teacher try to guide them? How can they just give up?" Han Fei was still nice.

"Guiding?" The teacher smiled disdainfully: "Some students can be guided, but some are incurable."

"People can be changed, and I believe Fu Sheng will also become cheerful." Han Fei said very sincerely.

"What's the point of those superficial changes?" The male teacher seemed to hate Fu Sheng: "This trash can is covered with a garbage bag I bought, but no student in the class thinks that the trash can is clean, and no one wants to." Sit next to the trash can."

"Everyone buys the trash cans in the supermarket, and only the trash cans in the garbage dump are despised." Han Fei was already a little angry: "Sometimes it's not the trash cans that are dirty, but the surrounding environment .”

"What do you mean?" The math teacher slammed the book on the podium, his voice raised a lot, and he felt that Han Fei scolded him too.

"I'll talk to you well, you're acting weird there." Han Fei's eyes were cold, his eyes were like sharp knives, and he stared at the male teacher's neck: "I beat your principal yesterday, and then I Nothing happened, but your principal was arrested by the police."

The male teacher only realized the seriousness of the problem now. He took two steps back unconsciously, his body almost touching the blackboard: "This is a school, a school, a place for teaching and educating people. You think I will be afraid Are you?"

"I don't need you to be afraid of me, I just need you to treat all students including Fu Sheng well." Han Fei glanced at the male teacher's fluffy legs, ignored him, walked to the podium, and stopped. In front of a desk.

The fat man who took the lead in bullying Fu Sheng before was sitting there. He no longer had the same air as before, and his body was trembling, as if he hadn't gotten used to the change in his identity.

Yesterday he was a rich second generation with powerful family members, but today he is the son of a wanted criminal, and his good friends usually avoid him far away.

"In the past, you isolated Fu Sheng and bullied him constantly, but now you have also tasted the feeling of being bullied and cold and violent?" Han Fei sat in front of the fat man, but his eyes were scanning the other students in the class people.

His memory is very good, he has not forgotten everyone who bullied Fu Sheng in the video.

"You are still children, and you will not understand what I tell you to empathize with you, but please remember that one day, you may also become the one who is isolated and bullied. I hope that someone will speak up for you."

Han Fei originally wanted to teach those students a lesson to pave the way for Fu Sheng to return to school, but now he found that it was unnecessary.

Standing up to leave the classroom, Han Fei had just walked out of the teaching building when he suddenly heard a system prompt.

"Player number 0000, please pay attention! Liu Lina's hatred for you will be reduced by a little bit, and the total reduction will be six points."

With a feeling in his heart, Han Fei looked back.

Ms. Liu stood behind a certain window. She was alone, holding the things that Han Fei sent over in her hand.

"I'm sorry." Han Fei's eyes were full of apology, he didn't stop, turned and left.

Taking a taxi home, Han Fei saw his wife negotiating prices with a street vendor when he was almost at the door.

He got off the car early and walked over quietly.

"Do you want to make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings today?"

Han Fei's voice came out suddenly, which startled his wife who was picking chicken wings. After she turned around and saw Han Fei, her eyes were full of surprise: "Usually you come home late, why are you coming back every day now?" It's early? It's not half past five."

"I want to spend more time with you and the child." Han Fei naturally took the bag full of vegetables from his wife, with a happy smile on his face.

"You can't leave early." Looking at Han Fei, his wife suddenly stretched out her hand to help Han Fei tidy up his dusty collar: "Did you encounter any problems at work? Don't force yourself, you're too tired If so, take a good rest."

"Not tired." Han Fei suddenly remembered that when he was filming in the morning, he seemed to have taken off his clothes, and the dust on his neckline was rubbed at that time: "Let's go, let's go home, I will make it for you today." A cola chicken wing, and a fried chicken wing, will definitely make Fu Tian cry."

"You'd better have a good rest, I'll do it." The expression on his wife's face was very gentle, and the hatred in her eyes had been slowly replaced by confusion.

"That can't be done, I want to show off my cooking skills." Han Fei plans to cook by himself for a period of time in the future. People leave more memories.

The two went home together. After Han Fei changed his clothes, he entered the kitchen with his wife.

While Han Fei was busy adjusting the ingredients, cleaning the chicken wings and side dishes, his cell phone in the living room rang suddenly.

Compared to Han Fei, his wife's reaction was greater. Her hands trembled slightly. She seemed to have experienced similar situations many times.

Sometimes even when Fu Yi goes home for dinner, he rushes back to the company to "work overtime" because of a phone call.

"Telephone, telephone." Fu Tian was a very cute child, he ran into the kitchen with Han Fei's mobile phone.

Seeing Fu Tian coming in, the expression on his wife's face changed a little. In the past, Fu Sheng hated others touching his mobile phone, and every time he would yell at his wife because of this.

"I'm washing the meat, please pick it up for me." Han Fei didn't raise his head~IndoMTL.com~The tone was very casual.

The wife wiped her hands with some uncertainty, and then connected the phone: "Hello."

"We are reporters from Laojie News. We want to interview Mr. Fu Yi and report his heroic deeds in helping the police solve the case."

Hearing the voice from the mobile phone, the wife's heart dropped back to her stomach, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Fei, who was washing the chicken wings, no longer touched the master-level acting switch, and wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead as if nothing had happened, but his heart was still pounding.

"Who is calling?"

"It's a journalist." There was a brief pause in the call, and his wife held the phone and put it next to Han Fei's ear.

"Hello, Mr. Fu Yi, we want to interview you."

"It's too late today, I still have to accompany my family, I'll go to the company for an interview tomorrow." After Han Fei finished speaking, he asked his wife to hang up the phone: "Hey, it's really troublesome to go on TV again."

"Is Dad going to be on TV again?!" Fu Tian was more excited than anyone else, perhaps in his young eyes, his father was the most amazing person.

"Don't make a fuss about it, keep a low profile." Han Fei was complacently cooking his specialty dishes, and Fu Tian was running around the kitchen excitedly. His wife watched this scene, her eyes gradually became gentle, she didn't want much , a little happiness is enough.

Half an hour later, the aroma had begun to waft through the house, and Han Fei put the food on the table.

Fu Tian couldn't wait any longer, he obediently sat on the chair, and his wife started serving the meal.

After all three of them were seated, Han Fei turned to look at the second floor.

He took a deep breath, took the dinner plate from his wife, put the delicacies he made by himself into the bowl, and then walked towards the second floor with the dinner plate.

Knocking on the door, Han Fei put the plate on the door of Fu Sheng's room as usual, but just as he was about to leave, the door lock of Fu Sheng's room turned suddenly.