The reason why the electricity consumption exceeded the standard by dozens of times was...

“Dad, Mom!”

When Anle saw his parents coming out of the kitchen, he jumped up and ran over happily to ask them to hold him.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ning noticed their embarrassed expressions and asked.

"The power is out." Flashlight Mom frowned and asked in surprise, "Why is there a sudden power outage? There's no circuit breaker."

Flashlight Dad also said, "Yeah, I'm halfway through cooking the food, and it's time to turn up the heat to reduce the sauce! Is there anyone among you who is a fire or electricity element? Could you come in and help? Electricity would be best."

electricity?

Heshun pushed Xi Zhou out and said, "She is a top student and has excellent self-control."

Xi Zhou:?

You are quite generous to others.

In short, with Xi Zhou's help, the meal was finally prepared smoothly.

The food just wasn't going well.

Just as I picked up the bowl and took a bite with chopsticks, someone knocked on the door.

Fortunately, he was not in a hurry to spit out the food in his mouth. He chewed it slowly and swallowed it before opening the door.

Opening the door is an unexpected "pleasure".

Flashlight Mom pointed at a string of red numbers and gasped for breath. "Why do you owe so much money? There must be a mistake!"

The staff was also puzzled, "So we came to see what was going on in person."

The couple followed the staff and looked up and down, carefully checking the electricity meter and the electrical box, but they could not find any problems.

"That's really strange, there's no problem." The staff member scratched his head and glanced at the couple.

I originally thought the meter was broken, but now it seems not.

Could it be that... this couple has some new, power-consuming behavior?

Not sure, let’s see.

But the doubts on their faces seemed genuine, with no trace of guilt.

The staff had to leave temporarily, and the couple paid a large electricity bill with a heavy heart.

After this incident, the couple had no taste for their lunch and could only swallow it with difficulty.

Only the children were carefree and didn't have a big appetite. They ate a few mouthfuls quickly and were full, then cried out that they were sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

Since Anle was going to sleep, the ten people said goodbye to them and prepared to leave.

Who knew that just after we walked out not far, the staff member turned back.

"What's going on?" Yin Zi'an stepped forward and asked.

"This family's electricity consumption is skyrocketing right now."

The staff member called his leader and tiptoed into the room.

He wanted to see what this family had done.

Heshun's curiosity was also piqued. He rushed forward as fast as he could and asked in a low voice, "How is it? What's going on?"

The staff was silent for a moment, and then again...

He called headquarters.

"Hey, calculate their daily electricity usage recently. Reallocate the free quota."

"What? Uh...it's not complicated. It's okay."

"I told you it's okay. It's just the child they recently adopted who fell asleep and transformed back into his original form, automatically absorbing electricity to keep himself running. Yeah, yeah, that maze. The original form is all over the place, so of course it consumes a lot of electricity."

Heshun: “Wow.”

He ran back excitedly and waved to his friends, "Family, I know why their electricity bill is so high!"

"It's because Anle is consuming electricity!"

Everyone suddenly understood and left satisfied after finally understanding the whole story.

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"The school recently required a mental health questionnaire. Please, deputy monitor, come and distribute it." Jingyu sat on the podium, pointing at Jiangshan.

"Don't fill it out once you get it, wait a while."

Jinghong stood up and handed out the thin papers in his hand one by one.

Fu Linyuan was shocked: "You are the deputy monitor? Our class actually has a deputy monitor?"

Jing Hong glanced at him sideways and said unhappily, "What do you mean there is one? I have always been the deputy monitor."

"What are you responsible for? I feel like Yan Ning is the one doing all the work." Fu Linyuan asked.

"Let me ask you, who is responsible for everything in the dormitory?"

"Let me ask you, are most meetings held by the monitor and deputy monitor together?"

"Let me ask you, am I the only one who moved all the equipment in the class?"

Jinghong asked quietly, folding his arms around his chest.

Fu Linyuan was completely at a loss for answers after question after question. He scratched his head and said, "You did all this. I thought Jingyu did it."

Jing Hong snorted lightly, and deliberately went around in a big circle before finally handing the questionnaire to Fu Linyuan.

After he returned to his seat and sat down, Jingyu looked around the classroom, added anti-mind-reading spells, mantra spells and concentration spells for them, and then nodded and let them fill it out.

Jing Hong naturally didn't notice the three extra spells on him. He lowered his head to carefully examine the questionnaire and filled it out one by one.

1. Do you regret coming here?

no.

2. Do you think you can trust your other partners?

yes.

3. Do you think everyone is trustworthy?

no.

Jinghong's eyelids twitched. Although the question was a common one, he still felt something was wrong.

The next few questions seemed to mostly explore in one direction, with only a few irrelevant questions mentioned perfunctorily in the middle.

10. Do you approve of the previous Demon Lord?

…

The person asking was obviously his father.

Jinghong's heart trembled, and the tip of his pen was about to write the word "yes", but on the paper it quietly became "no".

He suddenly looked up and met the smiling eyes of his head teacher, only to realize that he was covered in cold sweat.

It seems that this mental health questionnaire is different for each person, and their teacher must have used mantras to prevent them from giving answers that go against their will.

His brows were deeply furrowed.

22. Have you ever felt sad or desperate?

I've been sad.

As he put down his pen, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

He himself didn't know what he was thinking at the time. It seemed that he always had hope in his heart.

Jinghong was about to laugh at himself.

He was clearly the oldest in the class, so why was he so flustered filling out a test paper? He didn't look composed at all, it was really outrageous.

He couldn't help but look at the expressions of the other people around him. People like Lu Lanting and Yu Huiyan had a smooth journey and didn't seem to have any worries, which was good.

But the ones who seemed to be the worst off were Yin Zian and Fu Linyuan.

Jinghong didn't expect this.

He originally thought it might be Xu Sui'an, because schizophrenia is mostly caused by some kind of psychological knot, and he also frankly said that it was indeed the case.

Perhaps it is because Xu Suian has let go of his past through the alternation between the two personalities.

Yin Zian looked lively and cheerful, but Jing Hong could guess a little about her situation, which was probably about her being a hybrid of god and demon.

But what was going on with Fu Linyuan? Was he so heartless, yet he had the most worries?

In doubt, Jingyu walked to his side and knocked his knuckles on his desk. "You haven't even finished your own stuff yet, why are you so concerned about others?"

Jinghong came back to his senses, smiled apologetically at Jingyu, and his eyes returned to the questionnaire.

23. Can you trust your teacher completely?

Jinghong couldn't help but glance up, Jingyu hadn't left yet.

He knew his answer, but was a little afraid that the teacher would find out, so he was reluctant to put pen to paper.

Fortunately, Jingyu didn't seem to plan to stay for long and returned to the podium.

It also gave him space to write.

no.

Ah, I feel so guilty.

Jinghong couldn't help feeling guilty and no longer dared to look up at the teacher on the podium.

It was clear that the teachers, especially Jingyu, had helped them a lot since they came here, but he still couldn't trust them completely.

Hmm...

It would be better if the word "completely" could be deleted.

Jinghong aimed the tip of his pen at the two words on the title, but no ink mark was left when he wrote it.

25. Can you trust yourself completely?

no.

Ah... so he can't even fully trust himself?

Jinghong didn't know whether he should take back his shame or shed a few tears for himself.

It was strange that I didn't comfort myself that it was just a torn paper and there was no need to worry about a piece of paper.

It was obvious that they all took it seriously.

26. If someone betrays you, what do you think you should do?

Kill him.

27. If someone cheats on you, what do you think you should do?

Jinghong was stunned. Aren’t cheating and betrayal quite different?

Yes, perhaps there are some unspeakable secrets involved.

What about betrayal?

Jing Hong couldn't help but rethink the previous question.

It took the students a long time to complete a simple set of psychological questionnaires.

Jingyu was still sitting on the podium.

"Is there any classmate willing to give me the questionnaire?" he asked with a smile.

Yin Zian opened his swollen eyes wide with a puzzled look on his face and couldn't help but say, "Is it still possible not to hand it over?"

Their teacher nodded as a matter of course, "It's privacy, I understand~"

"If you wrote something weird, or secretly cursed the teacher behind his back, that's completely understandable," Jingyu joked.

The atmosphere in the classroom relaxed a little. Yin Zian complained, "Since they don't accept it, I shouldn't have written it earlier."

Heshun followed suit and retorted, "I know you're too lazy to even write a few words!"

"Nonsense!" Yin Zian glared at him, crumpled the paper into a ball and stuffed it into the table, then was about to chase after him and hit him.

Seeing everyone like this, Jingyu was ready to return empty-handed.

What no one expected was that Fu Linyuan, who usually looked the most heartless and had the hardest time filling out the questionnaire, now seemed like nothing had happened and gave him the things with a smile.

"Giving it to you will definitely benefit me, right? Don't tell anyone about it!"

Jingyu smiled when he heard that, and solemnly put the paper away and put it into the space, "You really trust me."

"Do you have a certificate as a psychological counselor?" Fu Linyuan asked expectantly.

"No."

Jingyu shrugged, "I'm sorry, but I'm not omnipotent, your teacher."

Fu Linyuan:???

"Then why did you take it? Give it back to me!"

"If you give it to me, it will naturally be mine. I won't give it back." Jingyu's eyes curved, and she knew from a familiar look that he wanted to tease the child again.

Sure enough, Fu Linyuan didn't sing the Errenzhuan with the teacher this time. He turned his head and went back to his seat.

Fu Linyuan set a good example, but he never expected that the remaining nine people would also start to struggle and give their things to Jingyu one after another.

Jingyu was also stunned. He held the thing as if it were a hot potato. His smile faded and he bowed to them solemnly.

"Thanks."

As a teacher, it is really great to have the trust of the whole class...

Worthy of thanks.

"When did the teacher become so polite?" Fu Linyuan laughed heartily. "Are you really moved by us?"

"Then next time I won't do my homework, can you please make an exception?"

Well, that's good. I feel much calmer after hearing what he said.

Jingyu twisted his ear calmly and said, "You wish!"

Fu Linyuan howled in pain, "This is corporal punishment! How can you be so moody?!"

And he said aggrievedly: "I feel that these homeworks are useless. I'd rather practice instead of doing this."

Their homeroom teacher was unusually cold. "In that case, from now on, you should take two more hours of spiritual arts class every night. It will definitely be of great benefit."

"Then again..."