My Iyashikei Game

The sound of footsteps in the corridor was very sudden, and Han Fei was not sure whether the other party was coming towards him.

To be on the safe side, he put all the keys and the hotel resident registration form in the altar.

Covering the cracked lid, Han Fei carefully walked to the door of the room.

Dong Dong Dong!

The door panel was knocked, and the other party stopped at the door of room 202.

There was no cat's eye on the door of the hotel room, so Han Fei had to lie on the crack of the door and look out. A woman in a shabby blue coat was standing outside door 202.

Her face was dark, there were bloodshot eyes in her eyes, and there was a large lump on her neck that looked like a birthmark.

The hair is knotted, and some mud can be seen in the hair.

The landlord's ring doesn't respond, this woman is hiding her breath?

Han Fei slowly opened the door to a gap: Are you okay?

Is that Mr. Meng Chang'an? I just received a call from the shop owner. He said that you want to apply for a tutoring job. The woman's voice was a little dull and dull, her mental state was a bit poor, and she felt very tired.

Yes, I'm Meng Changan. Han Fei opened the door: Come in and talk, I just want to ask you something.

The woman hesitated at the door and entered room 202 anyway.

Han Fei enthusiastically poured a glass of water for the woman and asked, Your child used to be a student at Yimin Private College?

Well, my child used to be very smart and studied very seriously. Later, for some unknown reason, his academic performance became worse and worse, and his temper became very strange. He would cry and throw things at every turn.

The child's learning pressure is too great. At this time, he cannot be forced to continue his studies. It is necessary to combine work and rest, and let him relax.

Let him relax now, he will definitely hate me in the future! Besides, it's not that he doesn't want to study, but he seems to be affected by something. The woman recalled for a while: The children in the same dormitory as my children are particularly bad, often Telling my child some terrifying things, I suspect that my child was influenced by that little beast.

Tell me something terrible? Han Fei's pupils narrowed: Can you tell me the name of that child?

His name is Jinsheng, today's today, birthday's life.

Jinsheng? Jinsheng? Han Fei didn't expect to hear the name in the hotel next to the school, and he was even more reluctant to let the parent leave: Many times we parents don't know our children, and we lack effective Communicate, can you tell me everything your child has encountered in school? I can help you analyze the reasons for your child's learning decline.

She didn't know each other, but she was so willing to listen and help herself, which made the woman feel that Han Fei was very reliable.

Yimin Private College is a closed residential school. I can only see my child once every six months. My child has been fine before, but when I went to pick up my child six months ago, I suddenly found that he said that he had a headache and that he still had allergies on his body. Small wounds that are difficult to heal.

and then?

I asked him if he was bullied at school, and he said no, he just kept begging me to let me take him away. The woman grabbed her tattered coat: My family is in poor conditions, and it has been pressured for him to go to this school. I'm out of breath, I just think he can get ahead in the future, who knows what he'll be like now.

In other words, you still don't know why he dropped out of school? You are too irresponsible as a parent. Han Fei took out his teacher's work certificate: I am a professional teacher with many years of education experience. If you're willing to believe me, take me to meet the child now.

Excuse me, Mr. Meng. The woman put her hands in her pockets and added a little embarrassedly, I don't have much money now...

We'll talk about the money for supplementary lessons later. If the child's psychological problems are not cured immediately, I'm afraid it will affect his life in the future. Han Fei picked up the spiritual altar on the bed: Education is not only about giving them the skills and ability to make a living, but also It’s about making them understand the value and meaning of being human.”

In just a few words, Han Fei had gained the woman's trust, and she led Han Fei to the third floor.

Pushing open the door of room 301, a foul smell came out, and the scene in front of me was a little scary.

The hotel windows were covered with thick black cloth, and the dim light reflected the smudged waste paper.

Damp sheets hung in the center of the room, and inside the room separated by the sheets, a huge head could be vaguely seen.

Compared with his head, his relatively thin body was lying on the desk, and he seemed unable to support that head.

The pungent stench came from the deformed child, who was holding a pen in his hand and kept repeating what he was writing on the paper.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning, why is he still studying? The efficiency of staying up late like this is not high. The effort is to see real rewards, and it can't be used to impress yourself.

There was a hint of coolness from the landlord's ring, and Han Fei entered the house holding the spiritual altar. He lifted the sheets in the middle of the house, and a stronger stench wafted out.

Looking at it up close, Han Fei found that the child was really scary. He could see dark blood vessels on his huge head, and there seemed to be something surging in the blood vessels.

Han Fei also vaguely heard a voice coming from the child's head, as if calling for him to return to Yimin Private College.

What's your name? The pungent smell rushed into his nostrils, and Han Fei's expression did not change in the slightest, as if he was born without a sense of smell.

The huge head turned slowly, the man

Above the child's eyelids are the throbbing blood vessels, and his eyes are red, as if they may be burst by the blood vessels at any time.

His eyes stared straight at Han Fei. The boy's eyes were full of malice. He held the pen in his hand as if he was holding a knife.

Would you like to go to sleep for a while? Han Fei looked at the workbook in front of the boy, which was filled with different names in red pen: Are these your classmates?

The blood vessels on the boy's head became more and more obvious, and his expression became extremely hideous.

Communication requires a method. Han Fei waved to the woman at the door with a smile: You go out first, I want to chat with this child alone.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then turned to leave.

Classmate, your mother has left now, do you know what that means? Han Fei stared at the boy with a smile.

The boy felt a hint of danger from Han Fei's smile. For the first time, he made a sound: Do you dare to touch me?

I'm quite grumpy. I'm a teacher. How can a teacher beat a student? Han Fei took out the cursed homework from the inventory and put it in front of the boy. Influence a person subtly and slowly control a person's mind.

Since you don't want to go to sleep, then do the problem, start with simple junior high school math. Han Fei put the homework in front of the boy, and then used the secret of touching the soul to hold the boy's head and let him He looked at the workbook: People smarter than you are still working hard, what qualifications do you have to not fight? If you don't want to bury your head today, why will you look up tomorrow?

Opening the workbook, dense lines of text appeared quietly, slowly dragging the boy's soul like an invisible vortex.

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