My wife is a passerby villain

After the school security guard checked the ID, he handed it back to Situ Nan and raised the remote control in his hand.

"Enter."

Situ Nan was a little unhappy.

Just one word?

Where is your welcoming leader?

Where's your hat tip?

Where's that flattering smile on your face?

Are you looking down on my fourteen-year-old Santana?

How can you be a school security guard with such a snobby mind?

What to do if you teach bad children?

Those are all flowers and bones of the motherland.

How can I still mess around after they learn it?

Situ Nan, who was cursing all the way, didn't really want to find trouble.

It was just that I was exhausted in the courtyard of the deep house. It was rare to go out for a walk. He had to comment sharply on the wrong joints of the floor tiles. He was very quick-thinking.

After finding a place to park the car, Situ Nan threw away his sunglasses and struggled to close the window.

Then he lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, bent down, touched the base of the car, and finally took out three large brown paper envelopes.

Two of them have already been opened.

This is the purpose of his trip.

Come pick up the last person.

Situ Nan picked up the last envelope and felt it was very light.

The less information, the simpler the matter. The last one was an A4 paper with more than 20 pages, and it took more than five hours of negotiation before it was signed.

It has to be said that in today's Internet age, young people who have never seen anything in the world are full of preoccupations.

After opening the envelope, a photo slipped out.

After taking one look at it, I felt a little disgusted.

This is too plain, like looking at a photo of my sister.

After pouring it down twice more, there was nothing left.

empty?

Just a photo?

Situ Nan was stunned.

It's broken, why are you here to pick people up?

This is to invite the ancestors.

…

Antong!

You can no longer be in love!

He already disliked you before the college entrance examination.

Therefore, you can’t like him before the college entrance examination!

Be sure to study hard!

After the college entrance examination, what about that?

Hey hey hey...

In the first class, An Tong covered her face with her book and smiled stupidly.

Yin Hang, on the other hand, stood next to the trash can and stood silently.

He is late.

The reason is simple, An Tong borrowed his mobile phone.

That's a mobile phone that can do many things.

For example, alarm clock.

There were a lot of things that happened yesterday, and An Tong made him a little upset. He planned to go to sleep directly, but he turned over the chat history over and over again and fell asleep after one o'clock.

After waking up, the comfort of sleeping until he woke up naturally was a bit strange to him.

When he touched the pillow, he realized something.

Finally, the clock on the wall showed that there were seven minutes left...

Attend class!

Normally he would be at school at this time!

Nowadays, if you take a taxi, you will be stuck in a traffic jam. You can only take a bus. At least there is a dedicated lane in the congested section.

Buses arrive every six minutes on average.

After Yin Hang waited for more than half an hour, four vehicles arrived at the same time.

Later, he saw the world's morning peak for the first time.

At the same time, I would like to ask, who was so smart that he chose two universities, a high school, a junior high school, and two elementary schools to be located on the same street?

Yin Hang, who stood all the way on the crowded bus, continued to be punished when he arrived at school.

He felt that before he traveled through time, he had read books for nearly twenty years, and the number of times he had been punished for standing still was not more than this month.

Fortunately, the thing I was most worried about has not happened yet.

After finishing the recess exercise, Yin Hang went to the door of An Tong's class, hoping to wait for An Tong to come back and ask her to give her phone back to him.

He also had to hand his cell phone to the class teacher.

But when he found that Jiang Shiyun was the only one walking back, he quickly ran over.

"Jiang Shiyun?"

"Oh, Yin Hang?"

Yin Hang was slightly out of breath because he had just finished running. After looking behind her again, he asked, "Where's An Tong?"

"I don't know," Jiang Shiyun said a little disgustedly: "What do you have to do with her?"

"She borrowed my phone and I have to get it back."

"Can I lend you your cell phone?" Jiang Shiyun shook her head: "A teacher called An Tong away in the first class, and she hasn't responded yet... Hey, don't you need me to get it for you?"

"Need not!"

Realizing something was wrong, Yin Hang rushed back to the classroom, and then slammed his hand on a pile of books placed at his desk.

"First period, is there anyone here to take roll call from our class?"

"Roll roll call?" The deskmate was startled, and then recalled: "Oh, yes, Zhang Donglin was called out."

"Who is Zhang Donglin?" Yin Hang was stunned, then patted his chest and asked breathlessly: "No, there is no my name?"

"Um...if I had you, I would tell you."

"Do you know where they went?"

"Office?" my deskmate guessed in confusion.

Yin Hang took two steps back and immediately rushed out of the classroom.

There are eighteen classes in one grade, a total of three grades.

If there are an average of two to three people in a class.

That's almost more than a hundred people.

Ordinary idle classrooms will definitely not be able to accommodate it, and there is no confidentiality in the playground, so it must be in a place like the lecture hall.

When he walked around the teaching building and ran to the lecture hall, Yin Hang kept coughing and felt a faint smell of blood in his throat.

However, in front of the main entrance of the lecture hall, there was a cordon, and a 'Under Requisition' sign stood in the corridor. At the same time, two women in green gowns, who looked to be in their twenties, were standing in the shade chatting.

There is also an open wooden box placed on the wall.

On the side of the wooden box, leaning against the sides, were two thin swords with a hint of green.

This should be a traditional monk, right?

It is not the adaptability that is inspired by the tide of spiritual energy, but the meridians that are opened through practice, and then the spiritual energy fills the body in an increasingly dense environment, which is naturally different from ordinary people.

This was what Yin Hang initially regarded as the most secure route.

As a result, he was like a headless fly and practiced for a month.

Now the results of the physical examination have come out, proving that he is not as good as the old man in the park, and he doesn’t know what he has been practicing.

At least at my age, I can play swordsmanship for an hour or two without losing breath, but now that I have run for such a long time, I am almost out of breath.

But what Yin Hang couldn't figure out was that Qin Shimao had clearly said that he was special. Could it be that he was too special and too extreme to be detected?

No matter what, he had to go and see what was going on inside.

Yin Hang remembered that when he first traveled here, he couldn't find the teaching building and came here in confusion.

This lecture hall is connected to the office building next to it. The lecture hall is sealed by a wall, but there is a path from the third floor of the office to the second floor of the lecture hall.

Yin Hang really had no energy left, so he walked to the office building with limp steps, and walked around inside before finding the trail, which contained a dusty electric car.

Yin Hang squeezed past and found that no one was there.

Yin Hang breathed a long sigh of relief. It was not as rigorous as he thought. As long as there were no other superpowers with territorial talents, he felt that he could sneak in.

After walking through a section of the school's wall of honor, he came to a corner and turned around to reach the second floor of the lecture hall. However, a warning line that appeared at the end of the corridor made him confused.

Yin Hang reacted and realized that he was stupid.

After all, if you take the narrow path, you have to enter the main road in the end. What are you thinking!