My Iyashikei Game

Hearing Shen Luo's words, the car instantly became quiet, and time seemed to stand still.

The man in the suit and the big fish looked at Shen Luo, making sure that they had heard it wrong.

Seven wives? The man in the suit confirmed it again.

Yes. Shen Luo nodded affirmatively: He is a very good person, and he is handsome. I guess his charm value is quite high, so he is loved by so many girls.

There are all kinds of ways to play in a perfect life, and it is reasonable to exist, no wonder he is not in a hurry. Big fish started the van and looked at himself in the rearview mirror: If I had seven wives, I would also No rush to leave the hidden map.

No matter how high the initial charm is, it is impossible to have seven wives. Maybe he has a rare item that can increase the charm attribute hidden on him, or maybe his profession is special. The man in the suit sat next to Shen Luo, his tone sour.

Actually, I don't know much about Han Fei. I was wanted by the residents here, and he saved me. Shen Luo felt that the medicine on his body was about to pass: This big brother, what should I call you?

Everyone calls me the boss. I am one of the shareholders of the Necessary Truth website. The main purpose of playing this game is to lead the brothers to make big money. The man in the suit took out his mobile phone and called Qiangwei: We have already contacted Han Fei, his ability is quite special, we will talk about it when we meet.

After the van disappeared on the road, Han Fei retracted his gaze and entered the company.

Players have no way to fight ghosts, but after all, they have flexible thinking and should be able to become useful cannon fodder. Han Fei is not worried that Shen Luo will tell others his secrets, he knows that in Shen Luo's eyes, he should be a soft eater , he also hopes that those players can misunderstand themselves like this.

They all thought that I was a soft eater. When I get back the big sin, they will know how powerful I am.

Death in the shrine memory world will not really die, but will lose most of the memory, so Han Fei did not care about those players.

Back at the office, Han Fei wanted to continue working, but unexpectedly received a call from the police.

Mr. Liu did not lie to the police, and frankly said that Han Fei helped him, so the police wanted to ask Han Fei something, hoping that he would rush to the school as soon as possible.

Originally, Han Fei wanted to refuse, but he considered that he had the title of being courageous and that doing good deeds could be rewarded with experience, so he chose to cooperate with the police.

Scenes that have happened countless times in reality are reproduced in the memory world, and as expected, gold will shine wherever it goes.

Call Zhao Qian to ask for leave, and then Han Fei took a taxi to Fu Sheng's school.

He was stopped by the school security as soon as he entered the school gate. Han Fei is now a man of the school. The first time he was called to the school by the teacher, he beat the principal directly. Who is not afraid of such a person.

Father Fu Sheng, the principal has specifically explained that he must not let you in. The two security guards stopped in front of Han Fei with a wry smile.

The old man has already been arrested by the police, why do you still listen to him? Did you two help him when he buried the body? Han Fei said the security guard's face turned pale: Don't be nervous, this The police called me here.

Walking past the two security guards, Han Fei came to the office building, and just after a few steps, he heard Teacher Liu's cry.

After knocking on the door lightly, Han Fei entered the office of the freshman group. Teacher Liu burst into tears. A policewoman and two female teachers were comforting her.

All along, Teacher Liu's father has been slandered and slandered. She has been stabbed in the spine by neighbors since she was a child, and many children said her father was messing with her in front of her.

All the grievances have not come to light until today, but the price is quite heavy. She once thought that her father couldn't stand the blame of everyone and hid in other cities alone. She has always believed that her father is still alive, and she came back to class here just to use her own strength to wash away the stains left by her father, and fantasize about seeing her father again one day.

Unfortunately, all illusions were shattered when the soil was dug up. Mr. Liu met his father, the father who insisted on doing the right thing all his life.

The police who stayed behind motioned Han Fei to enter the next room, and they asked Han Fei a lot of questions.

Responding to police interrogation is as simple as drinking water for Han Fei. He has already thought about the questions the police will ask on the way here, and he is as skilled as the police themselves.

No leaks, when Han Fei came out of the hut, the two policemen who questioned still had a feeling of unfinished business.

Looking at Mr. Liu, who was still having a hard time calming down, Han Fei didn't approach him. He recalled the chat records between Fu Yi and Mr. Liu, and turned to leave.

After more than ten minutes, he bought Teacher Liu's favorite food from the supermarket, put it lightly on the corner of the table, and left silently.

Every one of these women is so good, Fu Yi, you are so damn good.

Han Fei walked alone in the school corridor. Fu Sheng's hatred for him had diminished a little. If possible, he hoped that Fu Sheng could return to school.

The principal was arrested, and the parent who bullied him became a wanted criminal on the run. Now, no one in the school should continue to target Fu Sheng.

If he can go back to school, he should be able to see these good changes.

In order to prevent Fu Sheng from being bullied again, Han Fei came to Fu Sheng's former class again.

A male teacher with glasses on the podium was in a math class. He spoke in a pretentious manner, as if he only liked the good students sitting in the first two rows and ignored the students in the back row.

Han Fei is very

He politely waited until the teacher was out of class before he entered the classroom.

Hello teacher, I want to ask something.

You are?

I'm Fu Sheng's father.

Before Han Fei could finish speaking, the math teacher's expression changed and he looked impatient: I still have to prepare lessons, I don't have time, you can ask someone else.

Five minutes, I just want to know who has bullied Fu Sheng in this class and have a good chat with them. If Fu Sheng can come back to class, I hope they can get along well. Han Fei spoke very softly.

Come back? I think it's better for him not to come back. With his personality, it is estimated that self-learning will be more efficient.

A person cannot be separated from the group. I hope he can have the same learning and memory as other children. Han Fei seemed to have a good temper.

He wasn't bullied by anyone in the class. He was a maverick. I'll tell you clearly. Even if he came back to class, he would still sit in the corner by himself, making him and everyone uncomfortable. Dai The teacher of glasses sorted out his things and got up to leave, but Han Fei stood in front of him.

Students are uncomfortable, shouldn't the teacher try to guide? How can you just give up? Han Fei was still kind.

Guidance? The teacher smiled disdainfully: Some students can guide, but some are hopeless.

Everyone can be changed, and I believe that Fu Sheng will also become cheerful. Han Fei said very sincerely.

What's the point of those superficial changes? The male teacher seemed to hate Fu Sheng very much: This trash can is covered with a new garbage bag I bought, but there are no students in the class who feel that the trash can is clean, and no one wants to sit on the trash can. Next to the barrel.

Everyone buys the trash cans in the supermarket. Only the trash cans in the garbage heap are disgusted. Han Fei was already a little angry: Sometimes it is not the trash cans that are dirty, but the surrounding environment.

What do you mean? The math teacher slammed the book on the podium, his voice raised a lot, and he felt that Han Fei scolded him too.

I'll talk to you well, you are yin and yang in there. Han Fei's eyes were cold, his eyes were like a knife, and he stared at the male teacher's neck: I beat your principal yesterday, and then I was fine. , but your principal was taken away by the police.

The male teacher only realized the seriousness of the problem now, he unconsciously took two steps back, and his body almost stuck to the blackboard: This is a school, a school, a place to teach and educate people, do you think I will be afraid of you?

I don't need you to be afraid of me, I just need you to treat all students equally, including Fu Sheng. Han Fei glanced at the male teacher's vain legs, ignored him, walked to the podium, and stopped at a in front of the desk.

The fat man who took the lead in bullying Fu Sheng was sitting there. He no longer had the air of the past, his body was trembling, and he didn't seem to be used to the change in his identity.

Yesterday, he was a rich second-generation family with a powerful family. Today, he has become the son of a wanted criminal, and his friends who usually play better have avoided him.

In the past, you isolated Fu Sheng and kept bullying him, but now you also taste the feeling of being bullied and violent? Han Fei sat in front of Fatty, but his eyes were scanning the rest of the class.

His memory is very good, and he has not forgotten everyone who bullied Fu Sheng in the video.

You are still children, and you won't understand what you feel empathy with, but remember that one day, you may also become the isolated and bullied person. I hope that someone can speak for you at that time.

Han Fei originally wanted to teach those students a lesson and pave the way for Fu Sheng to return to school, but now he finds that it is not necessary.

Getting up and leaving the classroom, Han Fei just walked out of the teaching building when he suddenly heard a system prompt.

Player number 0000, please pay attention! Liu Lina's hatred for you has been reduced by one point, and the cumulative reduction has been reduced by six points.

Feeling something, Han Fei looked back.

Teacher Liu was standing behind a certain window. She was alone, holding the things that Han Fei sent over in her hand.

Sorry. Han Fei's eyes were full of apology, he didn't stop, turned and left.

Taking a taxi home, when Han Fei was about to get to the door, he saw his wife bargaining with the street vendor.

He got out of the car early and walked over quietly.

Do you want to make Coke chicken wings today?

Han Fei's voice suddenly came out, which startled his wife who was picking chicken wings. When she turned around and saw Han Fei, her eyes were full of surprise: Usually you come home late, why are you coming back earlier every day? It's not half past five yet.

I want to spend more time with you and the children. Han Fei naturally took the bag full of vegetables from his wife, with a happy smile on his face.

Then you can't leave early. The wife looked at Han Fei, and suddenly stretched out her hand to help Han Fei tidy up the dusty collar: Did you encounter any problems at work? Don't force yourself, if you are too tired, just have a good rest.

I'm not tired. Han Fei suddenly remembered that when he was filming in the morning, he seemed to have taken off his clothes, and the dust on his neck was at that time: Let's go, let's go home, today I will make you a cola chicken wing. , and then make a fragrant fried chicken wing, it will definitely make Fu Tian cry.

You better rest well, I'll do it. The expression on his wife's face was very soft, and the hatred in her eyes had been slowly replaced by confusion.

That won't work, I have to show off my cooking skills. Han Fei was ready to

He has been cooking by himself for a period of time. His time is running out. He wants to leave more memories for the family in the limited days.

The two went home together. After Han Fei changed his clothes, he entered the kitchen with his wife.

After adjusting the ingredients, cleaning the chicken wings and side dishes, Han Fei was busy when his cell phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Compared with Han Fei's, his wife's reaction was even bigger. Her hands trembled slightly. She seemed to have experienced similar situations many times.

Fu Yi sometimes rushes back to the company to work overtime because of a phone call even when he goes home for dinner.

Phone, phone. Fu Tian was a very cute child. He took Han Fei's mobile phone and ran into the kitchen.

Seeing Fu Tian come in, the expression on his wife's face changed a little. In the past, Fu Sheng hated others touching his mobile phone the most, and every time he would yell at his wife because of this.

I'm washing the meat, please pick it up for me. Han Fei didn't lift his head, his tone was very casual.

The wife wiped her hands uncertainly, then answered the phone: Hello.

We are reporters from Laojie News. We want to interview Mr. Fu Yi and report on his heroic deeds in helping the police solve the case.

Hearing the voice from the phone, the wife's heart fell back to her stomach, and she was relieved.

Han Fei, who was washing chicken wings, no longer touched the master-level acting switch, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as if nothing had happened, but his heart was still pounding.

Who called?

It's a news reporter. There was a brief pause in the call, and his wife took the phone and put it in Han Fei's ear.

Hello, Mr. Fu Yi, we want to interview you.

Today is too late. I have to accompany my family. I will go to the company for an interview tomorrow. After Han Fei finished speaking, he asked his wife to hang up: Hey, it's really troublesome to be on TV again.

Dad is going to be on TV again?! Fu Tian was more excited than anyone else. Perhaps in his young age, his father was the most remarkable person.

Don't be loud, keep a low profile. Han Fei was proudly cooking a good dish, Fu Tian was running around the kitchen excitedly, his wife watched this scene, her eyes gradually became gentle, she didn't want much, a little Happiness is enough.

Half an hour later, the aroma had already started to drift in the house, and Han Fei put the food on the table.

Fu Tian couldn't wait any longer, he sat obediently on the chair, and his wife started to serve the meal.

After all three were seated, Han Fei turned his head and glanced at the second floor.

He took a deep breath, took the dinner plate from his wife, put the delicious food made by himself into the bowl, and walked towards the second floor with the dinner plate.

Lightly knocking on the door, Han Fei placed the dinner plate at the door of Fu Sheng's room as usual, but just as he was about to leave, the door lock of Fu Sheng's room suddenly turned.