"Hello everyone, my name is Zheng Xinghua, and I will take you with this course of financial auditing. I hope that what I have said will give you some inspiration. The person on the stage turned on the microphone and introduced himself in a more modest tone.

Wang Wei in the back row said to He Bangwei: "Tsk, it is worthy of Professor Zheng, and he has a level of speaking." ”

He Bangvic said: "What kind of horizontal method? ”

Wang Wei said of course: "How many years have people studied auditing, they are legitimate university professors, and now they are giving us lectures, but they are just saying to give us some enlightenment!" That's not a level. ”

Thinking about it, He Bangwei secretly thought that if he taught by himself in the field of swordsmanship, he would not say this when teaching, at most, he would introduce himself and then immediately start the comparison.

Professor Zheng Xinghua didn't flip through the book, but spoke to himself on the podium into the microphone. As a master of swordsmanship, He Bangwei listened hard with his eyes wide open and listened to the financial knowledge that the professor had found out in this world, although he also remembered what he had learned before, but after a while, he began to be confused.

What "there must be a loan", what "the loan must be equal", He Bangwei's eyes gradually blurred, and his mind wandered.

"Where there is a loan, there must be a loan, perhaps just like the connection between the sword of the heart and the sword in the hand, the two are corresponding; The loan must be equal, maybe the fluctuation of consciousness condensed from the heart sword should be equal to the frequency of the sword move......" He Bangwei listened to the professor's lecture and couldn't help but think of the field he was best at.

"Eternal life and eternal life cannot hold a sword!" The voice of the vicious curse suddenly came to mind... With the curse added, He Bangwei can't think about his swordsmanship, otherwise it will be pain at the level of consciousness.

With his head down and trying to control his trembling body, He Bangwei gritted his teeth and endured the tearing sensation in his mind.

Wang Wei next to him listened carefully to the class, and noticed that he lowered his head and thought that he was distracted and sleepy, so he didn't think much about going with him.

The body trembled slightly under He Bangwei's forcible control, and the consciousness body that sensed it in his mind seemed to be swaying in the echo of the cursed voice.

He Bangwei has been using running to exercise and coordinate his body recently, ready to try to impact the curse in his mind after staying up for a while, but it is by no means the suppression of the curse that is triggered at this moment.

Struggling to support himself from making loud noises due to the pain caused by the curse, He Bangwei lowered his muddy head and supported his head with his right hand, and grabbed the corner of the table with his left hand, his head was full of green tendons, and his lips slowly turned purple.

On this side, he struggled to support, and on the other side, Professor Zheng's voice was transmitted to every corner of the multimedia classroom with the stereo.

"Students, these debts and claims should be viewed from this perspective......

"Let me give you an example to illustrate the management ...... of this fixed asset."

As one of the top audit experts in China, Professor Zheng has a good grasp of all kinds of knowledge, and he is also a light weight on different cases, and he talks about the relatively boring course of financial auditing vividly and interestingly, and the students in the audience also listen carefully to the class, and from time to time there are expressions of sudden enlightenment.

But for He Bangwei, the sound of this knowledge was like another attack, adding another layer of pain to his already endured pain, and his head was about to explode.

The curse did not isolate his sense of sound and touch, but only gave him various attacks at the level of consciousness, fortunately, the rule of this world is that it is difficult for extraordinary power to manifest, otherwise the curse will exert greater power.

He Bangwei grabbed the corner of the table with his left hand and tightened it twice, his index finger pressed against the corner of the table, and the nail cover was split with too much force. The more this pain became, the more he couldn't help but think of his inner sword and swordsmanship, which was the field he had been able to hold on to the enemy, and many times it had become his instinct to use the sword.

The heart sword is the supreme achievement he has condensed in his own world, as the name suggests, from the heart, where the heart desires, the ultimate of the sword. How fast is the mind, which is what we call spirit, consciousness? In the field of science, human mental thinking is the transmission of information between brain cells, and the speed of transmission is close to the speed of light, relying on brain waves and chemical reactions between nerve synapses to achieve information transmission and processing.

He Bangwei's thought passed, and the curse immediately passed through pain, and this cycle could only be recovered when he forcibly controlled his instinct and completely stopped thinking about everything about the sword.

Professor Zheng was still chattering on the podium, and He Bangwei's right hand was weak, and the whole person was completely lying on the table. Wang Wei secretly said in his heart: This guy is here, and he sleeps without listening, and he knew that he would not be called to let him sleep in the bedroom.

He Bangwei, who was struggling in the world of consciousness, suddenly heard a voice: "Students, let me briefly introduce the balance sheet, you listen to it first, this is what we will cover in the future." Today, I am mainly going to set up the framework of the course of financial auditing for you to see", the consciousness body trembled slightly, He Bangwei's heart moved, and he tried his best to get rid of the pain and listen to the professor's lecture.

In the multimedia classroom, most of the students are listening carefully, but at this moment, I am afraid that only He Bangwei, who is lying on the table, is trying his best to listen and understand, so as to change his thoughts, no longer think about everything related to the sword, and get rid of the influence of the curse.

He Bangwei stimulates his memory, recalls what he has learned, and then tries to understand what he is lecturing now, and gradually his pain diminishes. Seeing that this had an effect, he listened even harder.

Ordinary people can concentrate on listening to the lecture and understand it quickly, not to mention the condensed consciousness body like He Bangwei, which is similar to the Yang God achievement mentioned by Taoism.

Time passed slowly as He Bangwei lay on the table and pricked up his ears to listen to the lecture.

"Bell bell bell...", and before you know it, the class is over.

Wang Wei touched He Bangwei with his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's out of class, have you woken up?" ”

He Bangwei's body trembled, and he slowly raised his head, sweat was still dripping on his forehead, and his face was a little pale.

Wang Wei wondered, "What's the matter, did you have a nightmare?" ”

He Bangwei shook his head, took two deep breaths, and then said, "This teacher has taught a good class. ”

"You're sleeping so much, and you're still evaluating what the teacher said." Wang Wei embarrassed him.

He Bangwei squinted at him, and secretly felt his body, after a lesson, the curse had subsided, and his body was slowly regaining strength. Standing up and moving a little twice, He Bangwei sat down again.

"Yo, aren't you going back? I thought you'd had enough sleep and were leaving. Suddenly, a voice came from the front, but it was Ke Haihua from a class.

Ke Haihua was angry that he was beaten up before, and contacted his cousin and asked him to bring someone to the school to find face for him. I received a short message from my cousin this morning, telling him not to act rashly, and to let the master come.

Ke Haihua thought that his cousin attached importance to this matter, and he actually had to bring a master to find a field, and he was thinking about it in his heart, and when he looked back after class, he saw He Bangwei's face was pale, and he got up slightly and shook slightly, and secretly sighed that his cousin was making a big fuss, this guy only needs a few people to surround him, it is not a beating.

With disdain and imminent revenge to find a venue, Ke Haihua couldn't help but mock: "If you don't want to learn, don't come, sleeping there will affect other people's learning." ”

Wang Wei opened his mouth and counterattacked: "What kind of big-tailed wolf, why do you care if you sleep on our side in front?" ”

Snorted, Ke Haihua stopped talking, turned his face, and felt ruthless in his heart: When my cousin brings someone here, wait for me, and I can't run away.

Ke Haihua, who had a good imagination, didn't know that his cousin had brought someone to come last night, and then he was lying silently in the hospital at the moment. Cousin Ke was still not convinced, and was ready to continue to find Lian Jiazi to abolish He Bangwei in order to avenge his broken leg.

In the hospital, Cousin Ke said to his younger brothers: "If I don't take revenge for this, I won't be surnamed Ke, I want to see what kind of Jianglong this is." Can a broken leg scare me? ”

Several people sitting or standing beside the hospital bed gathered around him, and one of the slightly taller young men lowered his head and said ashamedly: "Brother Ke, I was wrong last night, at that time, I was scared when I saw his eyes, and he smiled at me..."

"Okay, don't explain, behave well in the future, next time you him, you go first." Cousin Ke impatiently interrupted the tall young man to speak.

Hearing him mention He Bangwei's eyes, Cousin Ke was lying on the bed and shivered unconsciously. Last night, he looked at He Bangwei with his eyes, watching him step on his feet expressionlessly, as if he had no scruples, not like stepping on a person's leg, as if he was a cat or dog under his feet.

No, it's not like a cat or a dog, it's like there's nothing under your feet, like nothing. Who the hell is this? A murderer who kills without blinking?!

Cousin Ke's heart suddenly wavered a little in his heart to continue to seek revenge from He Bangwei: Otherwise, just forget it?

As soon as he raised his eyes and saw his broken leg hanging up, these little brothers around him, Cousin Ke's ruthlessness in society came out: It can't be just like that. Check what this person is doing first, whether he has a criminal record, and then get him!

I made up my mind, so I began to arrange for my younger brother to find a relationship to go to the bureau to find out if He Bangwei had committed any previous convictions, and I had to call the contact person to find a scene, and wait for a few days to put on a plaster, and my leg was a little better.

He Bangweihun, who was still listening to the second class in the classroom, didn't know that someone regarded him as a person with a criminal record, and it was quite reliable to mistake him as a murderer. In the past world, sword cultivation and killing people were like mowing grass, but weren't they murderers? It's just that He Bangwei here is a good citizen, and he is destined not to find out any criminal record.

He Bangwei, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, was also interested in the lessons that had been listening to the lesson after a class to fight the curse, so he didn't go back to finish the class.

Professor Zheng's lecture was vivid and interesting, and He Bangwei's consciousness in his mind swirled slightly, and he could understand six or seven points of knowledge points as soon as he listened to it, and he didn't feel bored.

PS:It feels like a stand-alone machine.,New books for collection、Recommended==。