Chapter Seventy-Four: The Golden Thighs of the Old King Next Door

"The sea of stars?" Old Wang Tou probably didn't expect Liu Fei to come up with such a word, and he was stunned for two minutes before regaining that expressionless dead face.

"After the revival of the aura, there are no stars left for mankind. He said lightly.

The appearance of outer space has completely broken the previous cognition of human beings, not only physically, but also in common sense.

In the past, people looked up at the sky and saw a little starlight in the deep darkness, but now, the outer space is like an iron curtain covering the sky, and any human who tries to peek into the sky will be inexplicably attacked.

The starry sky no longer belongs to human beings.

However, Liu Fei didn't know these dark secrets, he just felt that as a genius who was about to dominate the whole discipline, his path should not be history and the past, but the future.

The old king snapped his fingers lightly, and the entire library turned into a dim yellow photo full of dust in an instant, and the extremely rich dark yellow historical aura was filled with the atmosphere of ancient meaning, and the immense momentum that arose instantly made the already very dim light even more foggy.

Faintly, the countless shelves of the library creaked as if they had been squeezed, and the ground trembled.

The old Wang, who was thin and unsteady and could not even walk, had an isolated indifference in his eyes, as if he was standing on the top of a deserted mountain, looking at all beings with calm and cruel eyes.

"Do you know why I'm willing to talk so much nonsense with you?"

Liu Feiqiang couldn't help himself from the monstrous waves set off in his heart, Lao Wang's special effects are definitely Hollywood's top blockbuster level, and he didn't feel such a strong sense of depression the last time he watched Old Man Yu confront Sin 3.

At this moment, Lao Wang seems to have become the king of time, his eyes can see through time and space, and history is the pen in his hand, and he can write it at will.

Is this really the old king who loves spicy food?

Lao Wang got up lightly: "Do you know the future historiography?"

Liu Fei swallowed his saliva and nodded honestly, the old king was obviously mad, he had to be cowardly, and he couldn't just give away someone's head.

Future historiography is a different school of thought in relation to history.

One derives the past, the other derives the future.

However, the difference is that historical derivation is an assumption of established facts in the past, while future historiography is to predict the future development direction according to existing conditions, which is more like a prophet supported by big data.

Liu Fei still remembers the words of his history teacher at that time, from the perspective of future historiography, the history of mankind can be deduced and predicted.

When human beings reach a certain level of magnitude, the future can be deduced historiographically through the statistics of social, scientific, economic, cultural, mass psychology, extraordinary forces, external environment, and many other data.

The higher the order of magnitude, the more detailed the data, and the smaller the bias in the derivation.

Liu Fei was shocked at the time, but he felt that it made sense.

At that time, he also asked if a person could be predicted, and the history teacher said with a yearning look on his face that if he could really make a historiographical deduction of an individual, then this person was not a supreme pioneer, but probably also a master of history.

At this moment, Lao Wang continued: "For the first time, I can't deduce a person's future at all, even if it is ten minutes. The aura on your body fluctuates like a fool at times......"

Liu Fei: "???"

“…… Sometimes so violent that you don't look like a mortal at all, I have to say, you managed to get my attention. ”

There is a sentence of complaining that may be very inappropriate to say at this time, but how can this words full of domineering president texture come out of the mouth of the old king.

Liu Fei really wanted to commit suicide on the spot to show his innocence.

But Liu Fei thought of the meaning behind Lao Wangtou's words again, for the first time, it was completely impossible to deduce, that is to say, it had been deduced before?

Obviously, Liu Fei's micro-expression couldn't hide this kind of old demon, and the old Wang Tou said meaningfully: "It's good that you have goals, I appreciate people who are obsessed, persistence is the cornerstone of success, so ...... Forehead. ”

Lao Wang didn't speak, and suddenly he broke the gong.

The aura that originally shocked the space suddenly dissipated, and the old Wang Tou looked at Liu Fei who knelt all the way to his side in the posture of a ghost animal kneeling on his knees.

Liu Fei burst into tears: "Old man, no, master, you will be a teacher for one day and a father for life, and you will always be my second father in the future!

In order to make himself look more real, Liu Fei squeezed out snot and tears on the leg of Wangtou's trousers.

The old king who started to be a master scholar!

Wouldn't it be stupid if this golden thigh is not tightly hugged?

(For the sake of memorization, the scholar rank is repeated here.) College Students, Master's, Ph.D., Postdoctoral Fellows, Visiting Scholars, Elite Scholars, Academicians, Masters, Supreme Pioneers. )

……

Maybe the old Wang Tou had never seen such an undisciplined person, but after seeing Liu Fei promise him, he asked Liu Fei to get out of here with a disgusted face.

Liu Fei, who consciously got the big god bully as his backer, didn't say a word, and immediately left mellowly.

However, before leaving, Lao Wangtou left Liu Fei a homework.

Within three days, he had to see that Liu Fei was able to skillfully use at least one of the laws of history to stimulate aura.

Liu Fei had a headache.

When I abducted Anxin University Bully to play the shy fingertip-to-fingertip game before, I said that ordinary people can't store aura, and if they want to mobilize any simple aura, they need to go through a series of complex formulas.

Each discipline has its own unique special gestures, and many people can master one or two simple formulas after a lifetime of training.

Lao Wang was full of trust in Liu Fei and walked directly for three days.

Hehe, Fei Ge is so busy studying that he doesn't even know what the basic gestures of history are.

Hairy!

I still have to ask the teacher for help with this.

Liu Fei is familiar with the office building, and now he goes to this building more often than the classroom.

The history teacher's name is Li Kan, a sullen middle-aged man in his early thirties, who usually doesn't smile like an old pedant, but as soon as he met the geography teacher Yang Qiming, the two of them confronted Mai Mang, and all kinds of sarcasm and ridicule were attacked.

Liu Fei couldn't understand how scholars from different universities could have such a big hatred, but he always had a good impression of Mr. Lieberthal.

Although he was only admitted to the master's degree at the age of 30, Mr. Lieberthal's historical foundation is actually very strong, and his understanding of the historical context is also very clear, so the study plan he formulated for Liu Fei is more clear and clear than that of other teachers.

It's not like Wang Enzhang, who always casually throws Liu Fei an outline and then says with disgust that those who can't learn this thing are stupid.

In a way, geniuses are not suitable for being teachers, and many of the things they take for granted are considered heavenly books by others.

When Liu Fei came to the office, Li Kan was holding a video with his daughter-in-law and children on his mobile phone, and when he saw him come in, he smiled a little embarrassedly, and hurriedly hung up the phone with his family.

"Teacher, just talk about it, don't worry about me. Tsk, the little junior sister will also be a beauty embryo in the future. Liu Fei sighed, Li Kan looks like an honest person, but his wife is really beautiful, and even the little junior sister who inherited her mother's good genes is also a little cutie, and she just told him goodbye to her brother.

When Li Kan heard this, he looked vigilant: "What are you praising my daughter for? What is your purpose? Don't look at her too much." ”

Liu Fei: "......"

He forgot that Mr. Li Kan also has a character, a female protector.