My wife is a passerby villain

The next day, Yin Hang spent a very torturous morning.

First, when he was cleaning up the house, he got a call from his class teacher. After being greeted cordially, he was asked why he didn't come to school to stand.

Yin Hang quickly found an excuse to excuse himself, and then called Yu Yu, only to find out that the joint training class he signed up for was based at Huainan University of Technology.

Although Huainan University of Technology has the qualifications to grant him a new file, it does not have the qualifications to extract his student status files like Qingyu Pavilion.

In other words, Yin Hang has to go back to class now.

However, before the Dogen class was established, many similar incidents occurred, and there were solutions.

After asking everything, Yin Hang first went to the local district-level special agent office and asked a secretary named Zhang Zhonghui to write a certificate for him, and then ran back to the school to find leaders at all levels to sign it.

In the end, after being scolded by the class teacher for half an hour, I took the vacation to take the college entrance examination.

After running down this morning, the only good news at school was that it was lunch time... but the bell hadn't rung yet.

Yin Hang had never been so comfortable patrolling the canteen, and he was even willing to buy a drink.

When the bell rang, Yin Hang returned to the classroom, and just as he was packing his things to take home, a figure walked beside him without knowing when.

Yin Hang took a half step back, but before he could speak, Jiang Shiyun put a small light blue schoolbag on his table, arranged the doll hangings on the side, and whispered: "An

Tong's, she asked me to pack it up for you."

After Jiang Shiyun finished speaking, she was about to leave, but when she reached the door of the class, she stopped slightly, turned her head, stared at him with obvious displeasure and said: "Be nice to An Tong, don't bully her."

Yin Hang nodded.

After packing all the things, I got on the bus to Huainan University of Technology with my big schoolbag on my back and An Tong's small schoolbag on my front.

While on the road, Yin Hang took a look at An Tong's little blue schoolbag. Overall, it was relatively old. The inner side of the shoulder strap was severely worn. It must have been used for some years.

After silently observing some details, Yin Hang subconsciously held it tighter in his arms.

After placing both schoolbags in my extra-large flat-floor dormitory, I started officially moving in the afternoon.

Although there were not many things, it was quite troublesome for Yin Hang to pack them all by himself. It took him one bus and two taxis until almost evening to finish moving them all.

After dinner, he had to go to the school supermarket to buy some daily necessities. Fortunately, he was more accustomed to college life, so everything went smoothly.

Because someone was claiming compensation, Yin Hang stuffed the suitcases he had brought to the Ban family for two afternoons to the brim and prepared to return to his dormitory.

He didn't deliberately take advantage of him and buy unnecessary or expensive things.

Just buy everything you may need in the next few months at once.

After all, even redecoration can be reimbursed in full, so it shouldn’t matter if your things don’t even amount to four or five figures, right?

Moreover, I live alone and the remaining three dormitories are not fully filled. Isn’t that a waste of public resources?

But when Yin Hang dragged his suitcase to the dormitory building, he suddenly found that the silence around him was a bit strange.

The new dormitory building of Qingyu Pavilion is separate from the ordinary college student dormitories. The distance is quite far, which makes me feel uncomfortable after returning from the bustling supermarket of Huainan University of Technology.

Is it because they are all in class?

Yin Hang looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

When Yin Hang entered the front hall of the dormitory and was about to reach the elevator, a petite little girl wearing a thin purple shirt and robe, with dark hair reaching her waist, walked over lightly.

There seemed to be no separate dormitories for men and women, which was quite troublesome... However, Yin Hang felt that this little girl's dressing style seemed to be something he had seen before.

Yin Hang instinctively walked against the wall, looking straight ahead with an expressionless face.

However, when Yin Hang passed by her, the little girl gently turned sideways, stretched out her jade hands and wide sleeves, and waved them in unison.

"Huiling - poems and long songs."

After the thin shirt was brushed away, the little girl was stunned for a moment.

But Yin Hang still strode towards the elevator without looking back.

Then she lowered her head, glanced at her hand with some confusion, frowned slightly, and then turned around. Just as she was about to follow, she found that the other party had teleported into the elevator without knowing when, and the elevator door was being frantically opened by the other party.

While pressing the door close button, it closes slowly.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the other party's abilities were or what skills he practiced. Then she pressed her chest and whispered softly: "Sister Bi Ling, the teacher from Qingyu Pavilion should be back."

Yin Hang, who entered the elevator and pressed the button on the seventh floor, also felt that something was wrong. Isn't it common sense that two people walk toward each other and one person leans to one side?

Yin Hang had no intention of commenting on whether the other party's clothes were weird or not. It was not polite, but when the girl focused her attention on him, it made him a little annoyed.

Especially when they passed by each other, they said something incomprehensible.

But he didn't bother to care about this. After moving the daily necessities in the two suitcases, he could use the small schoolbag as an excuse to call An Tong.

Arriving at the seventh floor, Yin Hang walked through the corridor and walked to his dormitory door. After opening it with the electronic key, he found that the light was on.

He went out two hours ago. It was still bright at that time, and there was no such thing as forgetting to turn off the lights.

After Yin Hang observed vigilantly for a moment, he discovered that there were some extra luggage in the auxiliary hall not far away, and in the main hall, a young man was sitting on a tall single sofa, looking at him with a smile.

"Qin Shimao?" Yin Hang said in surprise after seeing the other party's face clearly.

I didn't have much contact with the other party. It could be said that he appeared suddenly and then disappeared suddenly without leaving any contact information.

Yin Hang walked slowly towards the other party and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"

"You are now standing in the audience of this magic stage, and I am here to invite you to perform on stage." Qin Shimao's smile was still full of sunshine. He stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand to shake Yin Hang's hand.

Come: "By the way, we will be roommates from now on."

Yin Hang shook hands with the other party briefly and asked: "You also signed up for Qingyu Pavilion's joint training class?"

"I signed up for Xinxin Trading. I just put my name on it so I can contact you more easily." After Qin Shimao finished speaking, he let go of his hand, then sat back on the sofa and raised his hand at a particularly thick suitcase on the table next to him.

Chin said: "Open it and take a look."

Yin Hang walked towards the box and asked with some confusion: "What is this?"

"You will know when you open it. I have been sitting here in the same position for two hours just to see your expression."

Yin Hang put his hand on the heavy suitcase with some confusion, and then found that it was not locked, so he opened it with a slight lift.

"Is this... a spiritual stone?" Yin Hang's entire facial expression twitched.

In front of Yin Hang, there was a whole suitcase, arranged neatly and tightly, like bricks.

He didn't know if it was a spiritual stone, but he had only seen its unique smooth luster on the spiritual stones that He Youzhi had shown to him.

"It seems that you have begun to understand some things. Let's read it again." Qin Shimao said with a smile on his face.

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, and then he touched down with his hand and found that the suitcase had many layers. When he opened another layer, he found that this layer was stuffed full of things, like a charm.

"After all, you are about to become a magician. Here are some magic props I have prepared for you." Qin Shimao finally began to explain, but before Yin Hang could react, he continued to smile and said: "Keep turning, there are five more

layer."

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