Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Fang Zhixin had no intention of continuing. One retort was enough. Any more would be impolite. After all, this was a teacher.

She thought for a moment, observing everyone's reactions from the corner of her eye: "Teacher Jiang knows the owner of that feather?"

Jiang Haoming: “I don’t know him.” Few people have ever talked to him.

"But everyone knows that there is a contractor in the library, and we recognize that feather."

Deng Hua asked, "We just want to know how you got that feather. Also, Zhixin, when you evacuated the dormitory, you seemed to have deliberately avoided the route with many demons."

"He even went straight to the library, as if he knew what was there. Several seniors who acted as extradition officers also said that you seemed to be able to predict the future, but your talent is in space."

Fang Zhixin was in a dilemma. The Voice of All Things was not recorded in the Talent Column. No one would believe him if he told them. He would also be easily targeted. Besides...

Xiaokong, will telling you about my talent have any impact on you?

Xiaokong: "It doesn't matter. It's just that they can't hear us and we don't want to be bothered by them."

OK, got it. I won’t expose you.

Fang Zhixin sorted out his thoughts, looked up at the principal, and said in embarrassment: "This is my secret, do I have to tell it?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and Wang Xueyang replied, "Don't worry, Zhixin, we don't have any intention of forcing you to speak. We are just curious. Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

The people whose curiosity was not satisfied had different expressions. The atmosphere was depressed, and they looked like eggplants hit by frost, wilted, especially the teacher named Jiang Haoming.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zhixin sighed heavily and said helplessly: "It's not that I can't say it."

"Zhi Xin, you don't have to tell me. Everyone has some secrets." Fang Shaoli's eyes swept over everyone, especially lingering on Qi Yuan for a few seconds: "No one will force you to tell it. After all, my Fang family is not a pushover."

Fang Zhixin patted the bed, motioning for her brother to sit down, then put away his fierce aura and stabbed her.

Instead of letting these people make wild guesses, it is better to tell them part of the truth. Half truth and half falsehood cannot be considered a lie.

Only by half-reluctance can people believe you. If you tell them decisively right away, they may not believe it.

Fang Zhixin cleared his throat and looked directly at everyone: "Actually, there's nothing to hide. I just don't understand much either, but the teacher has more experience than me, so maybe you know what my situation is."

"I guess you've seen that my spatial talent is very special."

Everyone nodded, and she continued, "It should be because my talent and I are very compatible, so I can sense some special auras. As for why I can understand the words of the contractor, I don't know."

Zhou Boping suddenly realized: "So you can take the initiative and break my hypnosis."

Qi Yuan had the word "disbelief" written all over his face: "Compatibility? I haven't heard of any difference between talents with high compatibility."

But the principal and the dean seemed to be thinking about something. Fang Shaoli propped his chin up with his hand and said, "Compatibility, is that so?"

Deng Hua frowned and looked at Fang Shaoli: "Shaoli, your talent should be top-notch, and your compatibility with flames is very high. What do you feel?"

Fang Shaoli replied: "I feel... I do. Since I awakened my talent, my flame strength is indeed stronger than others. You teachers also know this."

Deng Hua nodded secretly: "It seems that the higher the degree of fit, the better the talent, and there are additional effects. This is a direction that I didn't pay attention to in previous research."

Qi Yuan lost his composure after hearing this. Fang Shaoli was already a genius enough, and now there was another Fang Zhixin?

What kind of shit luck does this Fang family have?! Geniuses emerge one after another.

He said stubbornly: "So what? How do you explain the origin of the feather?"

Fang Zhixin smiled shyly and said, "When I arrived at the library, I felt a strong aura, so I thought of taking a gamble, and Senior Qu Gui gave it to me."

Wang Xueyang frowned: "Qu Gui?"

Deng Hua: "Senior?"

Fang Zhixin was confused, an immature idea popped into his mind, and his eyebrows frowned: "You... don't know his name?"

Everyone turned their heads away, having never seen him before, let alone knowing his name.

If anyone is tired of living, go find that guy and ask him what his name is. He is an A-level boss!

Deng Hua narrowed his eyes and thought. This was the first time he heard his name.

Qi Yuan's eyes widened: "A person with spatial talent can understand the words of the contractor? This is unheard of, ridiculous!"

"Even the principal and the dean don't know that person's name. You must have made it up."

"Fang Zhixin, you are so brave to make up a lie to deceive the teacher. If that person finds out, even if you are the eldest daughter of the Fang family, you will have to pay the price..."

Looking at the feather floating in front of Fang Zhixin, Qi Yuan opened his mouth and felt a burning pain on his face.

Once last night and once now, my face was slapped with a loud slapping sound.

Fang Shaoli frowned and reached out to take the feather. He was not afraid of anything, but was prepared for the worst. What if there was any danger?

Before Fang Shaoli could reach out his hand, the feather disappeared. An incomprehensible audio sounded in the room. Fang Zhixin blinked, fumbled around, and took out his communication watch.

The hand that was about to operate paused and looked up.

"Hey guys, how about you take your eyes off me?"

This sight has a strong presence.

Wang Xueyang bared his teeth and said, "Just do your thing, Zhixin classmate, and ignore us, ignore us."

Fang Zhixin looked unconvinced, moved on the bed, turned sideways, and raised his head: "Brother, help me block it."

"Oh." Fang Shaoli turned his back to block the screen, facing everyone and spread his hands. I had no choice but to watch it too.

With Fang Shaoli's cover, Fang Zhixin opened Penguin, entered a Penguin account, and noted: Senior Qu Gui.

After retracting the virtual screen, Fang Zhixin stammered and looked at the principal, hesitant to speak.

Wang Xueyang didn't get the hint at all, Fang Zhixin was so angry that he laughed, why are you pretending not to see it? I don't believe that someone who can be a principal can't even understand the hint.

Fang Zhixin said with a fake smile: "Principal, Senior Qu Gui has something to tell you."

"Oh, I understand. Those who are not related to the matter should leave first. Other students also need the teacher's care, don't they?" Wang Xueyang looked like, "Oh, why did I just react?"

Fang Zhixin rolled his eyes and said, "Just act, then."

The others left reluctantly with full of questions and closed the door.

Only Wang Xueyang, Deng Hua and Fang Shaoli were left in the room.

Wang Xueyang: "It's okay for Elder Deng, but Fang Shaoli, why did you stay?"

Fang Shaoli, who was being stared at by the principal and the dean, acted as if nothing had happened. He pulled over a chair and sat down with his legs crossed.

"Is it okay for me to stay, Zhixin?"

Fang Zhixin replied straightforwardly, as if it was a matter of course: "No, just keep it."

They both looked up at the principal at the same time. Is there a problem?

The brother and sister sang in unison, which made Wang Xueyang itchy to do something. They are really two little bastards.