Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Pan Yang first cut the original owner's hair, making it shorter and looking much cleaner, before going home for dinner.

The old butler smiled when he saw the change in Pan Yang: "Young Master looks good with any hairstyle."

Pan Yang's face was indifferent, his eyes calm: "..." This old man is praising me like this, the big boss will be embarrassed.

The next day, as soon as Pan Yang entered the school, he was blocked by a guy with dyed yellow hair.

"Don't call me teacher yet!" the blond-haired guy said first.

Pan Yang looked at them calmly without saying a word.

Huang Mao continued, speaking aggressively, "If you're a man, wait for me at the back gate after school. Let's have a contest. If you're better than me, we'll listen to you."

001: "Host, we should be civilized and good students, we can't fight."

"..." Pan Yang automatically ignored 001's words, didn't even look at the blond guy, and calmly walked around them.

"We'll take that as a yes! Anyone who doesn't go is a little dog."

Naive humans.

When school ended in the afternoon, Pan Yang glanced at the back door through the window of the teaching building and went downstairs through the front door without hesitation.

The next day at school, oh dear, I saw those same blond guys again. I chose to go through the back door and saw a few people who seemed to be his group.

It seems the blond-haired guy has learned his lesson this time, but they really can't beat him.

001: "Host, fighting is forbidden! We are good students, good students."

"Then how do I get in?"

"How about we take a day off?" 001 managed to squeeze out the question.

"It's the monthly exam today." If I don't take the exam, I have to go to the office again. What a hassle. I wish I could just kill the school.

"..." 001 had no choice.

Pan Yang walked over with his hands in his pockets. How could the big boss take leave for something like this?

Several people saw Pan Yang blocking their way, while the gatekeeper was looking at his phone in the pavilion.

Pan Yang rushed in and said with his perpetually unchanged expression, "Grandpa and the others are bullying me and won't let me in to take the exam."

The gatekeeper was initially bewildered when he saw Pan Yang suddenly enter, but after hearing Pan Yang's words and seeing the group of people, he said, "Don't worry, kid, I'm here. Go in. Don't miss your exam."

With a sincere look, Pan Yang said, "Grandpa, you're a good person." Then he walked out expressionlessly.

This acting was absolutely stunning.

The old man followed Pan Yang out and stood directly behind him, looking like he thought no one dared to approach.

Those people didn't dare to go over when they saw this. This old man had a bad temper and a good relationship with the principal, so they couldn't afford to mess with him.

Pan Yang finished the exam smoothly, but Huang Mao still hadn't given up. He looked around and saw that there were no teachers, and Huang Mao was outside the school gate.

Careless.

How can this blond guy be so determined?

Looking around the school, the wall didn't seem very high. There was no one around. Time to climb!

"Hey student! What are you doing?"

"!" We've been discovered! How could the big shot climb over the wall? What a blunder.

Pan Yang silently sat down. He was the original owner's grade headmaster, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a slight beer belly but thick hair and medium height.

"Hello teacher."

"what are you doing?"

"Climbing the wall."

"Why are you climbing over the wall? Skipping class by climbing over walls is prohibited in schools."

"The teacher has already let students leave school."

Why were you climbing over the wall after school?

This is a good question.

"Teacher, look over there, there are people dyeing their hair!" Pan Yang pointed behind the head of the grade.

"Who dyed their hair?" The head of the grade turned around, but when he turned back, Pan Yang was nowhere to be seen.

001: "..." The host's actions always surprise me.

When Pan Yang returned home, he casually tossed his schoolbag onto the sofa. The butler came over and said, "Young Master, your teacher is back today."

Pan Yang blinked. The original owner's father was going home. Stay calm and don't panic.

It was almost dinnertime when Pan Yang was about to eat, and Lin Zhihua finally went home.

I saw Pan Yang walk up to the table.

How's school these days?

Pan Yang thought for a moment about Huang Mao and the grade head: "It's alright."

"Tell me if you need anything, or if you want to buy something and are short of money, Dad will give it to you."

"Ah."

The original owner of this body was a man of few words, and Lin Zhihua knew very little about him, so he had no doubts about Huan Yang's attitude.

The meal passed by in an awkward manner.

Lin Zhihua hadn't left yet in the morning, and looked at Pan Yang somewhat awkwardly: "I'll take you to school today."

"Hmm." This didn't matter to Fan Yang.

But when they got to the school gate, Pan Yang regretted it. The head of the grade was standing at the gate, looking left and right, clearly looking for him.

Lin Zhihua looked at Pan Yang very kindly and said, "I'll watch you go in."

"..." There's no need to actually do it.

Pan Yang opened the door and got out of the car, glancing at the grade director at the school gate and then at Lin Zhihua.

"Dad, you go first, it's so close."

Lin Zhihua glanced at his phone: "Okay, let me know if you need anything." He then drove away.

Pan Yang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went around to the back door to go inside.

The blond-haired guy was blocking the door to Pan Yang's classroom; he was clearly looking for Pan Yang.

"You little rascal, I finally caught you! You broke your promise and played me for a fool?"

Pan Yang shrugged: "I never agreed to it in the first place."

"..." It seems he really didn't agree. "Then why are you avoiding me? Are you scared?"

"Fighting is bad, I'm a good student."

"You're a good student? Are you kidding me?"

Pan Yang: Did you see that, System? Even he doesn't believe what you say.

001 was speechless: "Whatever makes you happy, host."

"The teacher is here," Pan Yang reminded them.

"..." The blond-haired man quickly looked around: "You're lying to me?"

"The teacher really came." But he was just blocked by a tall student.

The head of the grade adjusted his glasses and saw the blond-haired guy: "What are you guys doing huddled together? Don't you know class is about to start?"

"you!"

The blond-haired man immediately started running.

This run attracted the attention of the grade head: "Running is prohibited in the corridor!" Then, upon closer inspection, he realized that the child looked familiar.

"You climbed over the wall yesterday, didn't you?"

"..." Don't talk nonsense if you don't exist!

Pan Yang stared blankly at the grade head, who began to doubt himself because of Pan Yang's expression.

The grade head said, "Write a 1,000-word self-criticism and hand it in." He couldn't possibly have misread it.

"Ah."

"Be more careful next time, don't climb walls."

"Ok."

Helpless, Pan Yang received a letter of self-criticism.

By sheer coincidence, I ran into Huang Mao again at lunchtime.

Pan Yang even wondered if he had a tracking device installed on him, since he kept running into them every day.

The blond-haired man surrounded Pan Yang again.

Pan Yang was speechless. Why wouldn't the guys give up?

"This time, you won't be able to escape."

The cafeteria staff and students are separated, so you naturally won't encounter any staff members.

"Lin Panyang, are you going to fight or not?"

"You can't bully people," a voice said.

Pan Yang looked over, oh Anwu.

An Wu walked over and said, "It's really disrespectful of you all to bully one person like that."

He patted Pan Yang on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, classmate, I'll help you."

"..." No need for thanks.

"You just want to fight me, right?" Pan Yang said.

“Yes.” The blond-haired man nodded.

"I promise you, it will be in the alley across from the school in a week."

"You said it yourself, you won't run away?"

"I won't run."

"Alright, let's call it a day." The blond-haired guy and his friends slowly left.

Anwu stood there, looking rather awkward.

"You and them, classmate?"

"None of your business. Who are you?"

An Wu wasn't angry and followed up with Pan Yang: "My name is An Wu, let's be friends."

“I don’t need friends,” Pan Yang said coldly.

"How could that be? Those guys don't look like they're easy to mess with."

"Do you think I'm easy to mess with?"

"No, are you alone?"

"I'm half a person," Pan Yang lied expressionlessly.

"..."

Seeing that Pan Yang didn't want to talk to him, An Wu didn't press the matter further.