Admiral, run, that bad boy is E

Chapter 128 Generous

Shen Fan hummed and communicated with Mingmou in his mind as he walked.

[This kind of doll is called a witch doll. It is a medium in the ancient legend of Blue Star. The witch doll can connect the power between the wizard and the person who is cast. The person who is cast usually inserts needles or other objects into the witch doll, and the wizard can use the witch doll to impose curses and cures. 】

"Such an evil nature doesn't sound like a good thing." Shen Fan frowned and commented.

[It has become popular among students in recent years, and many of them are used as schoolbag pendants. 】Mingmou added.

School bag pendant?

Shen Fan took out the photo again and looked at it. The pink doll had several small needles made of soft fabric hanging on it. The eyes were sewn on with large, round glass beads, occupying half of the face. It was dark with blue light. The mouth is wide and the corners of the mouth are smiling, but they are sewn up and down with threads, as if the two lips are sewn shut, making it impossible to speak.

It looks cute at first glance, but upon closer inspection, everything is weird.

When Shen Fan looked up, he happened to see the stationery store where he bought his schoolbag before. He stopped and walked in for a walk.

Because it was still early and there weren't many people in the store yet, Shen Fan walked two shelves and found a place selling schoolbag pendants. After he glanced at it, he saw the same style of witchcraft doll in the picture.

Shen Fan picked it up and looked at it. It looked similar, but instead of a needle, it was a bottle, and there were no stitches on the mouth.

This man is somewhat of a pervert.

After reading it, he put it back, went to pick up a few pens to pay, and went out.

Since this kind of doll can be bought everywhere, it is not easy to find someone.

……

After Shen Fan finished exercising, he went back and took a shower before going to class.

There were still many people paying attention to Shen Fan during class, but it seemed different from yesterday. When most people saw him, the expressions on their faces were more curious and friendly.

"Hello, Student Shen, can we sit here?"

Two boys sat on the seats next to him and took the initiative to say hello to him.

"Of course," Shen Fan smiled back.

The two of them didn't expect that he would agree, and they looked surprised. After seeing the neat notes in Shen Fan's hand, the man whispered, "No wonder your grades are so good. You took the notes so carefully. Can you lend them to me?"

"It's not convenient to go to class," Shen Fan said the first half of the sentence after looking at the time. The student looked disappointed. Shen Fan added, "I can borrow it from you after class."

The other party thanked her profusely, turned around and whispered to the classmate on the other side, who also came over and said he wanted to see it, and even several students in the back row joined in the fun.

Shen Fan saw more and more people. Faced with such hospitality, Shen Fan had no choice but to take photos after class and send them to the class group.

Shen Fan has been living a low-key life since the beginning of school, and now it's hard for him to keep a low profile. Regardless of whether these people approach him because of himself or because of Lin Jue, as long as there is no malice, he will respond with kindness and open up future connections.

During the break between classes, Shen Fan sent notes as promised and asked Mingmou to open the forum and take a look.

The school officially issued a website policy, criticizing the recent uncivilized incidents on the forum, and warned that students will be punished once the rumors are verified. With Chen Cheng's lesson learned from the past, many people stopped.

Most of the above posts about him and Lin Jue have been deleted by the administrators, and his popularity is being suppressed bit by bit.

No one dares to dig into Lin Jue's identity, and those who know don't dare to reveal it.

Sure enough, official action is still needed. Once personal interests are involved, there will be fewer good people.

The class group was quite lively. One was a discussion on the list of mecha special training, and the other was a "comment" on his notes. Most of the discussions were quite civilized and harmonious, and they were all words of praise.

This time the "public opinion" crisis seemed to have passed quietly, and Shen Fan was temporarily relieved, but he also knew that this was just a whitewash, and that "witchcraft doll" didn't know when he would come out again.

Shen Fan was expecting and vigilant.

……

He Jian's special mecha training class also started in full swing.

The group of six was pulled into a separate group by He Jian and arranged for the first outdoor training session.

Early on Saturday morning, except for He Jueming, Shen Fan and several other students took He Jian's car into the mountains.

There was laughter and laughter along the way. It didn't feel like going to class, but like going on a trip.

He Jian was driving, and from time to time he reminded the students of a few safety instructions for practical courses, like a nagging old mother.

Shen Fan listened with one ear and echoed a few words, but basically didn't listen except for the complaints. He opened the car windows slightly and blew in some cold air to relieve his face that was a little hot due to lack of oxygen.

He looked out the car window. The blue star in winter is the season with the best air quality. Today, the clouds in the sky are thinner, revealing some blue, which looks very refreshing. Most of the forest is planted with large trees that are evergreen all year round. The winter sunshine illuminates several light and dark areas. Looking at it, there is no coldness in winter, but a feeling of vitality.

After driving around the mountain road for half an hour, a car of people finally arrived at He Jianshuo's training venue.

Shen Fan got out of the car and looked around. What He Jian said was a simple leveling. It was like building a small mecha training ground, as well as a safe house, safety net and buffer zone. The professional approach is different, and it is a praiseworthy design wherever it is placed.

There are two tall containers standing in the middle, presumably two mechas.

It’s really hard to afford this without tens of millions, the cost is really high.

Shen Fan sighed that Teacher He Jian was really generous, and also thought that when his customized mecha arrived, he could hide it here and modify it in He Jian's place.

Anyway, there are hills near his home, so there is no need to worry about safety issues.

Several people went to the safe house to change into combat uniforms.

Although it is only a temporary safe house, it has everything inside, like a small holiday cabin.

The fireplace was already burning hot, and it was like a warm spring day when you walked in.

The first thing Shen Fan saw when he entered the door was He Jueming, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating.

After seeing Shen Fan, his eyes were filled with surprise and then dimmed, and he continued to chew on his sandwich while shrinking his neck. Shen Fan was a little puzzled when he saw the awkward look on his face. When he thought about it, he realized that he hadn't spoken to He Jueming for a long time. During class, the two of them sat at the head and the tail. Shen Fan has been very popular recently. People often ask him questions about his studies, so he has no time to pay attention to He Jueming.

Now that I think about it, there is indeed a problem.

Shen Fan glanced at He Jian. Could it be that something happened while he was away?

He Jian did not respond, but pointed out the location of the washroom and changing room to a few people.

Shen Fan waited deliberately and walked at the back alongside He Jian. He raised his chin and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

He Jian never told anything about He Jueming's fight for Shen Fan. Because there was a reason for the incident, He Jueming was only warned and was not written publicly. He glanced at the unconscious Shen Fan, and he could somewhat understand He Jueming's reaction just now. But there's no point in saying it. It's just a little more embarrassing, and the result is just like him.

"It's okay. My sister may have scolded me. Just leave him alone..."

He Jian still didn't tell the truth in the end.