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"Morning, did you write your homework?"

"Oops, I forgot to write it."

"Hahaha, don't try to copy me."

I sat in a corner of the classroom and watched them quietly.

Although most of the people were chatting enthusiastically, I didn't want to join them.

Don't get too involved with anyone, keep a certain distance from the people around me, this is my code of conduct in this world.

Think about it, once I get involved with the people around me, then I have to help them when they are in danger, so Superman's identity is revealed.

Then, the government's spy agencies started to go out, and they would try to arrest me. Of course, they can't catch me, and the only outcome is to be destroyed by me.

Then, the government won't rest on its laurels, so they will send in the army to suppress me. In the same way, the army will not be able to suppress me, and the only result will be my destruction again.

Destruction, destruction, destruction, and eventually the entire nation, and even the entire earth, will be destroyed by me.

It's scary, that's why I said, don't get involved with anyone.

However, at this moment, an arrogant voice came from behind me.

"Let me copy your homework, transfer student."

If you want to ask who the owner of this voice is?

Zhuo Long, the worst delinquent boy in his class, likes to say something like 'Get down on your knees!' My favorite thing to do is to grab someone by the leg and throw them into the pond to 'do their laundry'.

In fact, I can still hear people in the class say about him, 'Zhuo Long is annoying', 'Zhuo Long is dead', 'Stupid Zhuo Long', 'Zhuo Long's ass is so sexy' and so on.

Of course, they don't say it to their faces, they just say it in their hearts.

As for why I can hear the inner dialogue of others, this is just a small use of telepathy.

"Get your homework out! Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me? ”

He grabbed my clothes and said, "Don't force me to hit a child." ”

Aha, you've touched my scales.

I can say whatever I want, but the only thing I can't say is one thing.

Child...... You actually call me a child.

The anger that had not been touched for a long time surged out in the depths of his heart, and the concrete manifestation was that with a 'bang', Zhuo Long exploded like a balloon, and blood and internal organs flew everywhere......

Well, I'm not going to do that.

Take it, mortal.

I pulled a couple of homework books out of my bag.

"Haha, thank you, brother." Zhuo Long put away the homework book with satisfaction.

Don't thank me, in fact, these assignments were transferred by me from the squad leader's school bag in an instant.

In fact, I haven't done my homework in years, it's not that I don't want to write, it's that I don't have to, and I hate doing things that are a complete waste of time. (Narrator: What the hell is a guy who wastes his time talking about...... ）

At this time, the classroom door was pushed open, and the head teacher, Mr. Wang, walked in.

"Everybody, sit back in your seats, I have something to ask."

'Huh? It's time for the end of class! ''This bald man is coming to take up his spare time again', 'the bald man!' The curses of 'bald ass are so sexy' rang out in the hearts of the students.

"Actually, yesterday a female classmate came to me, and she said that the flute she used in music class was smeared with saliva."

Teacher Wang seems to be even more bald. "Yes, it used to be a barcode, but now there are only three left!" 'It's so bald, my ass hair is thicker than his hair.' ’

Hey, can you not focus all your attention on Mr. Wang? Listen to the teacher.

"The prisoners are among you."

"Huh? How could it be! "Don't treat us like criminals! "Who is it, admit it quickly, or if I catch him, let him go to the pond to wash his clothes!" ”

As soon as Zhuo Long finished speaking, the whole class suddenly fell silent and looked at him in unison.

Anyway, Zhuo Long must have not run away. 'Who else else is going to do this kind of prank?' 'Admit it, Zhuo Long.' ’

"Admit it, Zhuo Long, if you turn yourself in, I will reduce the punishment a little." ’

How bad is this guy's popularity, why is the whole class, including the teacher, suspicious of him?

Teacher Wang walked to Zhuo Long's desk and stared at him, supporting the desk with both hands, and his nose was almost attached to Zhuo Long.

"Huh? What the? It's not me, I really didn't do it. ”

No matter how idiotic Zhuo Long was, he realized that the teacher was doubting himself, so he hurriedly explained.

"Less deception! Who else in the class would do such an obnoxious thing besides you? Teacher Wang pointed to Zhuo Long's nose and said.

"yes, admit it." "You must have done it." "Zhuo Long, you give me a little moderation, I have already stepped into the realm of sex crimes!" ”

"I ...... No, I really didn't...... Not me. ”

'Huh? Did I really do it? He even began to doubt himself.

Please, don't you know if you did it?

Although I don't have the ability to detect other people's memories, I am still sensitive to the fluctuations of thoughts around me. People who lie and people who don't show different fluctuations in their thinking.

In other words, Zhuo Long didn't lie.

However, Zhuo Long, this guy, just offended my rebellion in the morning, and he usually misbehaves, so he is wronged at this time.

It's better not to be too eventful.

But that being said......

"I—I didn't do it...... Whining...... It's not me...... Woohoo......"

It's a shame, Zhuo Long, is your way of thinking still stuck in elementary school?

If crying is useful, why do you need the police?

There was no way, only to use that trick.

- Time backtracking.

This ability to stay in my left eye allows me to see what has happened in the past.

The image kept receding, and soon, the image from yesterday's after-school classroom began to show up in my left eye.

A man in a girls' school uniform sat on the seat of Banhua Luo Xiaojuan and seemed to be taking a deep breath.

"Xiaojuan's seat, it's so fragrant~" he muttered to himself.

"Xiaojuan's used books, Xiaojuan's pencil case, Xiaojuan's ...... Wow, lucky, Xiaojuan's used flute! If that's the case...... Isn't that an indirect kiss! ”

His tongue began to lick at high speed on the flute.

Hey, what the hell is this bald man doing?

I'm very upset that a guy like you is coming to be my homeroom teacher.

So, only trouble you to die.

A red glow flashed in my eyes.

Teacher Wang, who was scolding Zhuo Long, suddenly stiffened all over, and he turned to face Banhua Luo Xiaojuan and began to speak like a robot.

"Luo Xiaojuan! The teacher likes you, can you marry me? ”

"Huh?" Luo Xiaojuan stood on the spot.

"So, Xiao Juanjuan, your flute teacher has licked it clean, when can you let the teacher lick your little feet~"

"Ahh Perverted - !! ”

Teacher Wang was taken away by the police.