I'm not the underworld

Chapter 7

Chen Yifan took a look at Daoist Qingfeng's business card, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

"Sorry, I still have class."

Afterwards, Chen Yifan glanced at a few people, squeezed sideways through the gap between them, and walked towards the classroom.

This old Taoist priest has real skills. After all, he can fight with He Lan for a while, and he can also invite ghost messengers. He must not be those wandering Taoist priests who are bluffing and deceiving.

That is, there seems to be something wrong with his brain, and he sent his Taoist boy to follow him after being surprised, isn't it too exaggerated?

Chen Yifan muttered, returned to the door of the classroom, and knocked on the door.

The first section is the Chinese class of the old class, and the second section is physical education.

"Report! Teacher, I'm going to the infirmary." Looking at Qiu Fugui who opened the door, Chen Yifan called the report loudly.

Qiu Fugui is just like his name, just like his surname, he always has a straight face, as if he has a deep hatred for everyone.

"Well, go back to your seat!" Qiu Fugui pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and nodded.

There are two desks in a row in the classroom, and Chen Yifan's seat is next to the window, inside.

His deskmate Xiao Yi is a skinny "monkey". Although he is thin, this guy is usually restless, and he is the kind of naughty guy who can fly off the ground.

Chen Yifan didn't copy his homework for him yesterday, but Xiao Yi was holding grudges at this moment.

Seeing Chen Yifan approaching, he rubbed his seat forward as if nothing had happened, as if waiting for Chen Yifan to pass by.

When Chen Yifan walked to the gap between Xiao Yi's seat and the back table, he suddenly slammed the seat back heavily, trying to make Chen Yifan look ugly and make a scene.

Chen Yifan was a little caught off guard, but He Lan who was beside him had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and pushed the back of Xiao Yi's chair heavily.

Holland is a fierce ghost with 100 years of practice, with great strength, this push directly made Xiao Yi rush forward, pushing his own desk far away.

"Clatter!" With a loud noise, all the books and pencil cases on Xiao Yi's desk fell to the ground.

Qiu Fugui, who had just turned around to write on the blackboard, turned around and cast a sharp gaze on Xiao Yi: "What are you doing? Are you so dissatisfied with school? So dissatisfied with reading? Okay, go to the back and stand for two classes first. !"

When Xiao Yi heard this, he felt aggrieved, and hurriedly pointed to Chen Yifan and said, "Teacher, he pushed me."

Chen Yifan glanced at He Lan, raised his hands and said innocently: "Xiao Yi, even if I didn't copy your homework yesterday, you don't have to frame me like this? I didn't even touch you, the students behind can testify!"

"What's the matter with copying homework? Xiao Yi, come to my office after class!" Qiu Fugui looked at Xiao Yi, then at Chen Yifan, and said in a deep voice.

"Sit down, Yifan, and continue with the class!"

"You!" Xiao Yi glared at Chen Yifan, picked up the things on the ground and tidied them up, and then sat down.

Qiu Fugui stared at him: "Go and stand behind me!"

Chen Yifan patted his buttocks and sat down on the seat, took out the book and opened it.

Although a good student like him is not well received by his classmates, he is quite well received by his teachers.

Chen Yifan quickly entered the study state, taking notes in the book.

However, after a while, Qiu Fugui's teaching was interrupted by a knock on the door.

The students all looked towards the door in unison.

Qiu Fugui opened the door, but Director Zhou and Zhang Xiaofei were standing at the door.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofei was dressed in casual clothes, with a reluctant expression, and his eyes were slightly unruly. The yellow sail bag that was slung across his body before was gone, and the old Taoist should have taken it away.

With this appearance, he looked like a playboy.

"Director Zhou!" Qiu Fugui was still stern, but when he saw that it was Director Zhou, he couldn't help but relax and shouted.

"Yeah!" Zhou Kui nodded indifferently, and introduced to Qiu Fugui: "Mr. Qiu, this is Zhang Xiaofei. He is about to transfer to our school. I think he will be placed in your class. Let him get used to it first." Bar!"

When Qiu Fugui heard this, he was a little dumbfounded.

Did you make a mistake, transfer to another school, and you have to come here early to get used to it?
"You arrange for him to study better at the same table, so that when he just transfers over, he can't keep up with his study progress." Afterwards, Zhou Kui continued to order.

Chen Yifan was a little speechless, this week Kui was just talking nonsense.

Everyone is in the second year of high school, can they not keep up with the progress of the third year of junior high school?

"Then... let him sit next to Xu Qing?" Qiu Fugui looked at this posture, could this Xiao Fei be a relative of Director Zhou?
It's also to sell Director Zhou's face, take care.

"No, no, no! The school has been cracking down on puppy love recently. This man and a woman are close together, so it's inappropriate! In my opinion, let him sit next to Chen Yifan! Isn't he the vice-president of your class? His studies should also be good. "Zhou Kui waved his hand.

"I'll go! What's the origin of this kid? Zhou Papi takes care of him so much?"

"I guess it's a relative? Hehe, but, it's a pity, there are relatives watching, so how can you pick up girls?"

"Keep your voice down, you won't be afraid of Zhou Papi asking you to clean the toilet!"

The students around were whispering.

Chen Yifan's expression changed a few times, he turned around and continued to take notes, forget it, he couldn't stop him from changing schools, just ignore him.

"Alright! Xiao Yi, move your seat after class, you can sit there!" Director Zhou meant, Qiu Fugui naturally had no objection, looked at Xiao Yi who had just walked to the back row of the classroom, and pointed to the corner where the trash can was placed.

Xiao Yi felt aggrieved for a while, and glared at Zhou Xiaofei angrily, what kind of thing is this!

Did he break into a mold star today?Just now, it was obviously thrown backwards, but suddenly someone threw it forwards, causing him to be punished by Qiu Fugui to stand.

In less than a few minutes, another Zhang Xiaofei appeared and snatched his seat.

"Senior!" Although he came to Chen Yifan reluctantly, Zhang Xiaofei dared not have any dissatisfaction, and said cautiously.

His voice trembled a little, this... probably the feeling of walking with death, right?

No, he is seated with death.

Zhang Xiaofei secretly wiped away his bitter tears.

Chen Yifan ignored him and just memorized the notes on the blackboard.

Zhang Xiaofei stood for a few seconds, then carefully sat down beside Chen Yifan.

"Okay, let's continue the lecture! New students, you will use Xiao Yi's book first for this class. Please take out your Chinese textbook and turn to page 173." Qiu Fugui sent Director Zhou away and continued the lecture.

Chen Yifan couldn't help being distracted, everything that happened today was like a dream, is he really a fairy in the underworld?Is it Emperor Fengdu?

He didn't want to believe it, but Zhang Xiaofei sat next to him, as if reminding him that all this was true.

He is Emperor Fengdu, he ate ghosts, took ghosts away, and frightened an old Taoist priest.

"I'm going! What is this!" Chen Yifan was distracted, and just recovered, but found a pile of black slime-like things surging on his desk, constantly bubbling weird bubbles.

Chen Yifan was so frightened that his hands and feet were a little stiff, could he still be a ghost?

(End of this chapter)