After admitting the wrong pheromone, I was obsessed with paranoia A

It was the blade of an eyebrow trimmer. Ying Jiashu ignored his bleeding fingers, picked up the clothes that had fallen on the floor, and unfolded them. There were several exclamations from around. It was the clothes that were cut, with several big cuts. , can't wear it at all.

He Yang took a look and immediately sent a message to Song Jiaxin. Hu Lai got out of the crowd and dragged them to the infirmary.

Wen Feng passed by and was about to say hello, but found that he didn't receive a reply at all. His eyes were suddenly attracted by the bright red. Seeing the bleeding hand, his expression changed, and he hurriedly followed.

Ying Jiashu sat in the infirmary with an indifferent expression on his face, as if it wasn't his blood that was shed.

The doctor bandaged her briefly, and Nian Xiaodu hurried over to visit her and asked what had happened.

Knowing that someone had hidden a blade in his clothes, Nian Xiaodu was extremely surprised, and patted Ying Jiashu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, the teacher will definitely find the murderer just like last time!"

Thank you Jiashu Ying.

Nian Xiaodu may be more suitable to be a policeman, checking this and that all day long.

There was a knock on the door, and a person whom they didn't know came to inform Nian Xiaodu, the grade director, to talk to her.

Nian Xiao clenched his fists, "The director probably knows about this too, don't be afraid, the teacher will come back as soon as he goes."

After Nian Xiaodu left, the three of them remained silent. Wen Feng opened his mouth to say something, but Hu Lai opened his mouth, and Wen Feng swallowed the words of concern.

Hu Lai thought: "The first class is too chaotic, Huang Wenjing is a big sister, maybe she did it."

Ying Jiashu said lightly: "Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is interested in Song Jiaxin, and Song Jiaxin and I are not familiar, why is Huang Wenjing bothering me?"

Hu Lai thought it was right, and analyzed: "Maybe it's Song Jiaxin, I remember she used to be called "Song Xiao Taimei", she did one thing to the face and the other to the other, and I saw Song Jiaxin go to a nightclub! "

Ying Jiashu: "Even so, I have no contact with these two at all, so it's not a crime."

Hu Lai: "Sun Mang, who has caused trouble? Good guy, I made him look ugly last time by moving the stool while no one was around. What do you want to do this time?"

After finishing speaking, he covered his mouth, "I seem to have heard someone talking about moving a stool just now."

"I heard it too, very clearly." Ying Jiashu raised his eyes, "It was you, and you were the one who deleted the surveillance records?"

Wen Feng was wronged.

Hu Lai covered her mouth and nodded.

Ying Jiashu: "He has already suffered from me once, and he still wants to continue? He is sitting next to me. If you doubt him, you will be the first to doubt him. He can't be so stupid, although he is a person who exposes the tools of crime to the victim. the one who sees."

Hu Lai suddenly remembered something, and waved his hands indiscriminately, "Could it be Wu Xin?"

Ying Jiashu and Wen Feng asked at the same time: "Who is Wu Xin?"

Hu Lai was speechless, "The last time I read aloud and recommended the guide, Jia... No, Li Chengcheng compared others as soon as he went up, and didn't give him any face. This person usually likes to do tricks, and you stole the limelight last time." I guess I hate you to death."

Ying Jiashu stood up and smiled: "People can't blame the uneven road..."

Hu Lai interrupted, "Okay, okay, I know you're good at it, but shouldn't this be the person you should be suspicious of the most?"

He pointed at Wen Feng, who had an innocent face, "Don't be deceived by his appearance, maybe he ordered Wu Xin to cut your costume, so that he can do the guide by himself!"

Wen Feng has been silent since the very beginning. He was thinking about who did it, and when he heard such a sentence, he really admired this person's powerful brain power. He didn't know Wu Xin, and the corner of his mouth As soon as he left, he began to cry, "You are right, maybe Wu Xin is envious of my brother and I doing the guide together, so he wants to destroy the friendship between me and my brother."

Under Hu Lai's indescribable gaze, he turned his head to Ying Jiashu, "Brother, don't misunderstand, I am so happy that I can read aloud with you, I can't sleep all night, how could I instruct someone I don't know to do such a dirty thing?" about it, brother Mingjian."

Hu Lai sneered, how could Ying Jiashu accept such a trick.

Ying Jiashu patted Wen Feng on the shoulder: "You have suffered."

Hu Lai was shocked, what kind of trouble did he suffer!

Ying Jiashu: "I just sent a message to Song Jiaxin, but there was no reply."

Hu Lai: "There is still time tonight, you can ask your housekeeper if he can get you exactly the same one?"

Wen Feng said that Ying Jiashu could wear his own, but Hu Lai directly scolded hypocrisy.

Ying Jiashu frowned, "Aren't you afraid of this person before, why do you always quarrel when you meet now?"

Wen Feng used cover: "It's just a matter of people's power."

Hu Lai was so angry that he wanted to catch Wen Feng. Wen Feng hid behind Ying Jiashu and pulled his clothes. Hu Lai wanted to catch Wen Feng, but Wen Feng avoided him.

The two circled around Ying Jiashu and replaced it with Hu Lai and Wen Feng's counterattack. As a result, Hu Lai was a little stronger and pulled out the outline of Ying Jiashu's chest, so the more impactful picture was played by Wen Feng in front of you.

Nosebleeds flowed down unsatisfactorily.

Hu Lai immediately realized what happened, pulled Wen Feng aside, and asked, "You don't see anything, do you?"

Wen Feng nodded.

Hu Lai sucked in his saliva, and was about to ask about the detailed process. Ying Jiashu straightened his collar, walked behind the two of them, and punched one of them flying.

Back in the classroom, this class should be Chinese, but Nian Xiaodu was dragged into a conversation, and then the substitute teacher disappeared.

The students in class one stared at Ying Jiashu, but no one asked how the injury was. Only the class leader got up and asked Ying Jiashu about the injury.

He Yang: "Student Li, are you okay?"

Ying Jiashu nodded, and some people began to sneer at him, what could happen to him, Nian Xiaodu has been helping him to speak, saying that we put the blade, it is really irrational.

He Yang: "I still don't know what the result will be. Some people say that the eyebrow trimming knife belongs to Teacher Nian Xiaodu...Don't be impatient, students. Let me take you to recite the text. Let's open the book to the eighth page... ..."

The classroom was noisy and noisy, no one listened to him at all, everyone was talking about their own things, He Yang was not affected, but sat down and recited the text by himself.

Ying Jiashu looked at the wound on his hand. He was a little anemic. In fact, the wound was not big and not deep. As long as it stopped, it would be fine, but when it couldn't stop, it looked like it was dripping with blood.

It hasn't been very peaceful since he came to this school.

Leaving aside the surface of this class, the malice towards him must be great in the heart.

In their eyes, he is just a beta with no characteristics, and Ying Jiashu doesn't intend to explain anything. Song Jiaxin, who is in charge of the school celebration party, is not at the school now, so he wants to contact Uncle Li to order a set.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt a familiar figure pulling another person by the collar in the corridor. Ying Jiashu turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing.

He suddenly found that the class was strangely quiet.

A teacher stood on the podium at some point, dyed grape purple, curly, wearing red-rimmed glasses, and her lips were an incomprehensible purple for Ying Jiashu.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice stimulated everyone's eardrums like a slender needle tip.

"It might be presumptuous to come here suddenly. I don't think I need to introduce who I am. From today on, I, Wang Xiaoli, will be in charge of teaching your class Chinese. I hope we can cooperate well and avoid the previous problems."

Her words caused a stir in the class.

"No way? Hasn't she been expelled from school? Why did she come back again?"

"Is this old witch showing off her head? She even dared to come back to class."

"What do you know? Her husband is a hard worker in school. She came back to find a place. I heard that the backer is the senior who went abroad to study in the third year of high school."

Ying Jiashu hadn't been in this school for long, so he didn't know the twists and turns. The students in Class [-] were not easy to manage. It was hard to tell whether the students hated the teacher unilaterally, or the teacher really yelled at everyone.

When Wang Xiaoli heard the students' comments on her, she didn't get angry. Instead, she grinned, and her purple lips stretched accordingly, matching her curly hair and purple eye shadow.

The color is pretty good, but it hurts to look at the color.

Wang Xiaoli glanced at the back, and then asked, "Who is that last empty seat?"

Ying Jiashu followed her gaze and saw the seat next to Sun Mang. Ying Jiashu didn't remember who this person was.

As if no one was going to answer her, she asked again: "I'll ask again, who is that vacant seat? Where did the dead go after class!"

The hand clapped on the desk, making a loud noise.

He Yang stood up tremblingly, and explained: "Teacher, student Wu Xin is not feeling well and is in the toilet."

Wang Xiaoli looked at the only person who answered her, "You are the class monitor, right? Actively cooperate with the teacher. Students should learn from him. Don't be bored and let me think that I am teaching a group of dead people."

Huang Wenjing clicked his tongue, kicked the table leg with his foot, and made a loud noise. Wang Xiaoli pressed his glasses, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Huang Wenjing's voice was high and low, "How dare you-why don't you ask for such a big empty seat next to me?"

Indeed, Song Jiaxin didn't come today, logically speaking, he should have seen Song Jiaxin's vacant seat first, so Wang Xiaoli skipped Song Jiaxin's seat and asked Wu Xin.

Wang Xiaoli smiled inexplicably, "Is there any need to ask? This classmate, if I guessed correctly, he should be preparing for a night show in a certain nightclub right now?"

Huang Wenjing slapped the table and stood up, "Can you keep your mouth clean?"

Wang Xiaoli: "The relationship between you is still so good, that's right, the two of you were the first to go to complain about the incident last time, otherwise how can you say that you have similar tastes."

Huang Wenjing couldn't bear this violent temper and rushed to fight Wang Xiaoli, but was dragged by Ma Haojun.

Wang Xiaoli still smiled: "Seeing that you are still so lively, I am relieved, and remember to take care of you in the future."

She suddenly noticed that Ying Jiashu, who was sitting by the window, had a completely different expression from the others, as if he didn't take her seriously at all, without hatred or disgust, and was just watching the class farce calmly.

Ying Jiashu really didn't pay attention to this self-righteous teacher who suddenly appeared, and now he is full of thoughts about why this teacher matched purple with red spectacle frames.

Braised eggplant.

so weird.

Wang Xiaoli watched Ying Jiashu rubbing his eyes helplessly, as if he saw something unclean.

For some reason, she felt that Ying Jiashu was targeting her.Coughing, pointing to Ying Jiashu who was rubbing his eyes, "I haven't seen this classmate before, is he new here? What's his name?"

Ying Jiashu lifted the hair in front of his eyes to see that the braised eggplant was pointing at him, so he lazily got up, "Li Chengcheng, transfer student."

His voice was the same as the reaction just now, very flat, as if it didn't stir up waves, Wang Xiaoli habitually committed the problem of unforgiving mouth, cleared his throat, "Although you don't look satisfactory, you have time to cut your hair , There are no poor students who come to Suide No. [-] Middle School, I hope you can get good grades under my education."

The imaginary confrontation did not appear, Wang Xiaoli watched the transfer student raise his eyes, raised his eyebrows, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at her quietly without saying anything.

Wang Xiaoli swallowed involuntarily, she was a Beta, but Ying Jiashu gave her the feeling of being an Alpha's self-restraint, no matter what she said, as long as the other party was unhappy, she would be crushed in a second.So Wang Xiaoli changed the subject.

"Oh, by the way, your teacher Nian Xiaodu is not doing well, and made a mistake about the time of the school celebration party."

"The correct time should be." She glanced around, "Tonight."

She raised her hand and looked at her watch, "You still have 11 hours of preparation time, don't mess it up, it will be your year teacher's fault."

"What??"

"Don't you mean tomorrow?"

"What did Nian Xiaodu do! Can this be wrong?"

Ying Jiashu lowered his head and looked at the shirt with several big holes. It took more than 11 hours for Uncle Li to come here from Nanpeng Bay.

At this time, a scream resounded throughout the teaching building, and a girl yelled, "He's dead, help! He's dead!"

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-1423:33:55-2022-06-1518:05:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Wugengliang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!