Chapter 483 Extra: Qu Fufeng (I)

While sleeping, Qu Fufeng felt something hit his head.

He thought it was his granddaughter Minmin who was being naughty.

He waved his hand and murmured, "Minmin, stop making noise and let Grandpa get some sleep."

“Hahahahahaha.”

A burst of laughter broke out in my ears.

Qu Fufeng was woken up and planned to open his eyes to see which servant was so unruly.

When he looked up, he saw a stern-faced woman staring at him with deathly eyes, and the others were biting their lips to hold back their laughter.

When Qu Fufeng saw the scene around him, he was stunned.

Whiteboard, podium, desks, school uniforms.

This is not his house!

This, this is modern?

"Qu Fufeng, this is a classroom, not your home. If you want to sleep, go home. You stand outside the classroom and reflect on yourself. Not only do you not study, but you also bring trouble to other students. The college entrance examination is coming soon, so don't waste everyone's time." The head teacher glared and pointed outside the classroom.

It seemed that if Qu Fufeng didn't go out, she would come down and drag him out.

Qu Fufeng's mind was still in a turmoil at this moment.

What the hell? He just retired gloriously from the position of a top-rank minister, with four generations living under one roof. How come he is back in time?

Besides, he doesn’t know anyone around him.

He stood outside the classroom with a lot of doubts in his mind.

Looking at the reflection in the window, Qu Fufeng realized that the face was not someone he knew.

So, who is he wearing this time?

Last time I at least still had some memory, but this time I have nothing.

What should I do?

The head teacher glanced at him and snorted, "Some people are like crazy chickens in class and crazy chickens after class. They freeze up when asked questions. It's a waste of time for his parents to give him such a name. Do you think you can achieve something by having the same name as a historical figure? If you sleep in class every day, what future can you have?"

Qu Fufeng did not talk back, but stood obediently at the door and was scolded.

After all, having experienced ups and downs in officialdom for so many years, Qu Fufeng was not as panicked as he was when he first traveled through time in his youth.

He calmed down and analyzed the situation.

It is known that this current body is also called Qu Fufeng.

He is now a senior high school student.

He slept in class every day and didn't study well, so he was a poor student in the eyes of his teacher.

And his name is the same as a historical figure.

etc……

It can't be what he thinks, right?

Qu Fufeng's mind was in a mess.

As soon as the bell rang, he returned to his seat and tried to find relevant information in his desk and schoolbag.

His desk mate Meng Jue laughed and hooked his shoulder: "Qu Fufeng, you are really good. You dare to call our class teacher Min Min and claim to be her grandpa. Hahahahaha, you are the one."

Qu Fufeng: ...

This is such a beautiful misunderstanding.

He was too lazy to bother with his deskmate and took out a cell phone from his schoolbag.

Thankfully, this phone is pretty much the same as the one he had before he traveled through time, and he knows how to use it.

Meng Jue took a look and said in a low voice, "You are crazy. You brought a cell phone to school. If you are found, you will be dead. The teacher has confiscated your phone, but it will not be returned to you until you graduate."

Qu Fufeng turned a deaf ear to it, as he had a lot of things to verify.

After unlocking the phone with his fingerprint, Qu Fufeng immediately searched for his own name on the phone.

Soon, relevant content popped up.

[Qu Fufeng: inventor of gunpowder, Taifu of the Great Xia Dynasty, brother of Concubine Xian Qu Zhiwei, father of Minister of Works Qu Songnian, born in the third year of Jianyuan and died in the fifty-first year of Shenghe. In the twenty-third year of Jianyuan, Emperor Taizong of Xia was in power and ordered him to serve as a minister in the Ministry of Works...]

Before Qu Fufeng could finish reading, a serious voice rang out.

"I've told you many times that you are not allowed to bring cell phones to school." The head teacher walked in with a sullen face and confiscated his cell phone.

Qu Fufeng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the head teacher would strike back.

"If you don't want to study, then go home and reflect on yourself." The head teacher's eyes were filled with anger.

This Qu Fufeng never studies well all day long. He is already in his third year of high school and he either sleeps or plays with his phone.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Qu Fufeng did not retort, but was rather delighted.

"Teacher, can you ask my parents to come and take me home?"

He doesn't know his identity now, so he can't go home even if he wants to.

The head teacher didn't expect him to take charge like this. The students were afraid to call their parents, so why did Qu Fufeng seem to be looking forward to it?

"You can criticize me harshly in front of my parents, as long as you can call them over and take me home." Qu Fufeng looked sincere.

When the head teacher heard this, he suddenly remembered Qu Fufeng's life experience.

The child's parents are away from home all year round as they are busy with business.

Could it be that this child wanted to see his parents, so he deliberately made trouble and caused so much trouble?

Thinking of this, the head teacher's tone softened a little.

"Okay, come with me to the office, and I'll call them right now to pick you up. According to school rules, bringing a cell phone to school without permission will result in a three-day suspension."

"Okay, teacher." Qu Fufeng nodded obediently and followed immediately.

Passing by the campus corridor, I saw photos of outstanding teachers on it.

Qu Fufeng saw his head teacher and her name below.

Li Min.

The corners of Qu Fufeng's mouth twitched. He finally understood why his classmates had burst into laughter just now.

What a damn coincidence.

When they arrived at the office, the class teacher Li Min called Qu Fufeng's father in front of him.

"Hello, are you Qu Fufeng's parent?"

The head teacher turned on the loudspeaker, so Qu Fufeng could hear the conversation on the other side.

"Hello, teacher. I am Mr. Qu's secretary, Jin Zeming. May I ask what happened?"

Mr. Qu?

secretary?

Qu Fufeng secretly took note of the key points.

It seems that his father has some money.

"It's like this..." The head teacher said that Qu Fufeng needed to go home and stop attending classes for three days.

"Parents must pick up their children in person," the head teacher emphasized.

The secretary thought for a moment and then said, "Should I go and take over as Mr. Qu's agent?"

"If his father is not available, his mother can come." The head teacher gave a new suggestion.

"My wife is not feeling well and is in a nursing home. It is not convenient to pick her up." The secretary refused directly.

"I can bring Mr. Qu's signature to pick him up."

"Teacher, please let Secretary Jin pick me up. I can go find my dad and let him criticize me." Qu Fufeng was afraid that the head teacher would be stubborn and insisted that his father come.

He has no memory now and cannot see his biological father.

What if it gets exposed?

Hearing this, the head teacher sighed and agreed to let Secretary Jin pick up the person.

Qu Fufeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s great. He is much freer now that he is away from school.

He hasn't finished reading the materials yet.

While standing outside as punishment, he even thought he was dreaming, but he didn't expect it to be real.

Both he and the Great Xia Dynasty existed.

So what happened later? What happened to Daxia?

He couldn't wait to know what happened next.