Chapter 141

When it was almost dawn, Wangyue Lin dragged her exhausted body back to her room in Ningyue Manor.

Once she entered the room, she lay down on the bed without even changing her clothes.

So tired …

Wang Quan was really something. Why did he have to join some police department 6 …

After changing back to her original body, she was just an ordinary high school girl who couldn't even truss a chicken.

In the end, she became a special spirit controller and was taught a lot of information. She had to be careful not to expose herself.

So tired …

She lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

Looking at the ceiling, she couldn't help but think of Wang Quan.

Wang Quan was really a free man …

"Wang Quan … what is he doing now …"

Soon, she fell asleep.

…

"Ya Bai! I'm going to be late! "

The next morning, Wangyue Lin ran out of Ningyue Manor in a hurry.

In the past, she didn't want to go to school.

But now, it didn't matter anymore.

Although everyone still didn't talk to her much, the school bullying in the past had turned into cold violence in the school.

Although it was still in the category of bullying, she didn't care anymore.

Anyway, it was better than before.

Moreover, she had met someone who cared about her now.

Although … that person might not have any feelings for her. It might even be like seeing a stray cat or dog on the side of the road and taking pity on her.

But this was enough for her.

With a relaxed mood, she went to the classroom.

Of course, her seat wasn't the second to last row on the left by the window.

She was in the last row in the middle, near the trash can.

The homeroom teacher looked for her and wanted to change her seat.

But she rejected it.

If she changed her seat, someone unlucky enough to be sitting where she used to be.

Why did most of the people in the class coldly bullied her?

Actually, usually when a person was bullied, it was a small group that took the lead and everyone else followed suit.

Because they were afraid that if they didn't follow suit and bully her, they would be the next to be bullied.

Putting herself in their shoes, Wangyue Lin didn't want to do that either.

Sitting in her seat and putting down her leather bag, she couldn't help but think of that "free" man.

If it was Wang Quan … what would he do?

To be honest, if it was Wang Quan, he would probably ask the leader of the bullies to sit there and fight back against the bullies.

Or … he would bully the whole class.

In short, the other students chatted in groups of two or three, talking about games, anime, cartoons, and all kinds of random things.

But no one talked to Wangyue Lin.

Even if someone glanced over occasionally, they would quickly look.

The class "bullied" her in another way.

Cold violence.

Or maybe it was because they were afraid.

After all, Mochizuki Rin didn't think about easing the relationship with her classmates after defeating the group of delinquents who took the lead to bully her.

Wangyue Lin didn't care. s.

Mochizuki Rin didn't care. She had found her own entertainment recently.

Wangyue Lin's. was the time.

She imagined herself becoming Wang Quan and using his ability to exorcise spirits.

There was also something like Wang Quan taking her out to exorcise spirits. When they arrived, Wang Quan would coolly take off his coat or suit jacket and hand it to her for safekeeping. Then, he would coolly exorcise spirits.

In the end, she would collect the money and settle the accounts.

Yes, in her imagination, Wang Quan would be an exorcist. He would open an "exorcism house" similar to a "detective agency."

Then, she would be a high school student working in the "exorcism house."

She would follow Wang Quan out to exorcise spirits.

Of course, she would usually collect the money and act as the "upper hand" in the "mangai," while Wang Quan would be the "lower hand" in the "mangai."

Simply put, the "lower hand" was responsible for acting as a person with logical problems and proposing all kinds of illogical ideas.

And the "upper hand" was responsible for acting as a person with normal logic and ridiculing the "lower hand" to make jokes.

"Mangai" could be understood as the Japanese version of "stand-up comedy."

In stand-up comedy, it was called "Luoyu."

Yes, this Naganao Kuroda had created a persona for Wang Quan in her imagination. He was the type of man who was very "free" and had a basic logic that was different from normal people.

And she was responsible for being a follower who ridiculed him.

Sometimes, she would even imagine the plot of an exorcism drama and laugh out loud.

Perhaps … this was because she was too lonely.

Or perhaps she treated Wang Quan as the only person close to her.

After all, the other party knew everything about her from the inside out.

Her suppressed thoughts, her diary, her body … and even her suicide attempt were all known to him.

Perhaps she was also envious.

Although she had managed to fool the police department's sixth class, she was still just an ordinary high school girl.

If she didn't have Wang Quan's body, she wouldn't have any superpowers at all.

Also, there was the ability to control spirits … who would understand that!

"Sigh …"

Wangyue Lin couldn't help but sigh.

It would be great if what she imagined was true.

But if she didn't change bodies, she and Wang Quan's body would be people from two different worlds.

It was like the difference between a "realistic school drama" and a "fantasy hot-blooded evil anime."

If … it could go on like this forever, it would be great.

Every day that passed, she could change bodies for another day.

That way, she could also experience the extraordinary life of Wang Quan's.

If she had the ability, she could be as free as Wang Quan's …

She couldn't help but fall into a daze.

Just as Wangyue Lin began to mourn, the bell for class rang.

The homeroom teacher came in first and then stood up to greet her.

Wangyue Lin also stood up to greet her.

"Before class begins, I have something to say."

After everyone sat down, the homeroom teacher didn't start the class as usual. Instead, he said, "As an advanced class, our Class A has always had a multilingual curriculum as an elective for everyone to study abroad in the future.

"Because China is a large country in the world, and Chinese has been listed as one of the official languages of the United Nations, our Class A will be offering a course in Chinese from today onwards.

"This course will be added to the curriculum as a compulsory course, but there will only be three classes per week.

"Today, we will officially meet with the teacher that we specially invited from China."

The homeroom teacher looked at Wangyue Lin. "Classmate Wangyue, I've already told you that we will appoint you as the Chinese class representative, right? Then after class, please show the new teacher around."

Wangyue Lin frowned, but still stood up and nodded. "Ha Yi."

Was he from that country?

Wang Quan's name seemed to be from that country too.

Was he from the same country as Wang Quan?

How annoying. She wasn't in the mood to be a class representative.

If she had the time, she might as well immerse herself in her own time and imagine the adventure she had with Wang Quan.

After class, she would privately reject the homeroom teacher.

Anyway, Wang Quan had caused a scene in the school, so the homeroom teacher was much more polite to her now.

This was all thanks to Wang Quan.

"Then, Mr. Wang, please come in."

The homeroom teacher tilted his head and said to the front door of the classroom.

Wangyue Lin was stunned.

Wang Quan?

The same surname as Wang Quan?

Did they know each other?

She suddenly didn't hate this new teacher that she had never met before.

After all, he had the same surname as Wang Quan.

“OK～～”

The person outside the door quickly opened the sliding door, walked into the classroom, and went up to the podium.

He was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a wine-red single-breasted casual suit. His slightly messy hair had some burrs on it.

At the same time, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

The person took a piece of chalk and wrote the two words "Wang Quan" on the blackboard.

Then, he smiled and said, "So, ha, Nirvana Circus. My name is wangquan。 I can't speak Japanese. The night dew is bitter. "

Wangyue Lin's eyes widened and she subconsciously opened her mouth. Even her little tongue was faintly visible.

"Huh?"