Only then did Zhang Xiaoke know why he had such equipment and no armor, it turned out that he had to be taken by the master to fight. Defense is 500, which is half of your own blood. That's good.

What is the headhammer skill? Wasn't he forced to practice defensive skills, was he an attacker? Zhang Xiaoke clicked on it and took a look, skill analysis "Head mallet, release the head mallet skill, you can transfer the owner's damage to yourself, and the master attacks at the same time plus 10%". Hmph, it turns out that pets want this kind of death as home? I still pass on this blood for others!

A dialog box suddenly popped up on the computer, "Who asked you to take in an apprentice?" ”

"I accidentally slipped my hand and made a mistake." Zhang Xiaoke made up blindly, "Otherwise, you will cancel it!" ”

"Forget it!" Dragon City Flyer said.

After speaking, the avatar turned black, "Your master Dragon City Flying Man is offline." ”

Zhang Xiaoke pouted, he had been watching this for a few days, why was he still obsessed with the word "master"?

Let's go on a mission. Zhang Xiaoke saw that she had a lot of tasks to do, and she still loved to run back and forth. This task is to go fishing, Zhang Xiaoke bought a fishing rod and sat by the river, this picture is really strange, a kitten guarding the river. If it weren't for the three words "small pool" on the top of my head, I would really think I was an animal.

"Hello beautiful sister!" A line of words floated by.

Zhang Xiaoke was taken aback, Qian Banxian didn't know when he ran over, "I saw my master's message, haha, it's really a great god, and he doesn't speak the same." ”

"What did he get back?" Zhang Xiaoke didn't want to speak, but he was curious about what Dragon City Flying Man would say.

"If you have something to look for me, you can upgrade yourself if you have nothing to do."

"Is this special?" Zhang Xiaoke doesn't think so.

"Of course!" Qian Banxian sent a dialog box requesting a transaction.

Zhang Xiaoke asked: What are you going to do?

Qian Banxian: Thank you! I've played a bunch of pet experience pills, and my pet is much higher than yours, so give it to you.

Koikeko: No.

Qian Banxian: Accept it.

Zhang Xiaoke accepted it, and Qian Banxian sent a lot of pet experience pills. Zhang Xiaoke used it all at once, and he had a lot of experience, but he couldn't upgrade. Zhang Xiaoke knew at a glance that he was now level 29, and level 30 needed to evolve to achieve it. But how to evolve into the second layer, Zhang Xiaoke still has a figure!

Then keep it, you can use it sooner or later. Haha, seeing that he was one step closer to the second level of evolution, and seeing that he could get rid of the clutches of the Dragon City Flying Heroes, Zhang Xiaoke was indescribably happy.

The alarm went off, and Zhang Xiaoke saw that it was time to give those children an elective course in college Chinese.

If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to earn money, I wouldn't have been willing to teach this course even if I wanted to do it, why? There are very few people who listen to elective courses, and my students this time are all science and engineering, and they don't care about college Chinese courses at all. Attending classes on your own is basically a chicken-and-duck lecture. What's even more hateful is that two students see that they are young, and they actually play chess in class, and they really want to fail them.

Zhang Xiaoke stood in the classroom and began to teach. There are students sitting in the front row of the lecture halls, and although I am not a particularly good teacher, I still love to give lectures.

"General!" There was a shout from the back row of the lecture hall, and the whole class fell silent and looked back.

The two students were still playing chess.

"Chengda?" Zhang Xiaoke knew this student who spoke, and once secretly wrote down this name when he handed in his homework.

A boy in casual clothes in the back row stood up, his eyes were very bright, and he often ran into him on the school basketball court, and a group of little girls called him "male god". "What's wrong? Teacher Zhang? Oh! Interrupting your class, right? Ay? It's supposed to be the end of class, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, the bell rang for the end of class.

"Teacher Zhang, goodbye!" Chengda waved his hand defiantly.

"Everyone else is out of class, Chengda stays!"

Cheng Da swayed over nonchalantly, "I still have club activities, is there anything wrong with Teacher Zhang?" ”

"You're a member of the chess club?" Zhang Xiaoke asked.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Chengda is still defiant.

"I'm the former president of the chess club." Zhang Xiao is not bragging. Because his grandfather loves chess, Zhang Xiaoke has been playing since he was a child, and ordinary people are almost not opponents, and Zhang Xiaoke, who loves to play after school, went to the chess club.

"I'm sorry, but it really doesn't have anything to do with you. I'm not from the chess club. Cheng Dayi smiled, turned around and left.

This kid is so hateful! Sooner or later, you have to fix him.

Zhang Xiaoke ran to the library area to borrow books, and he still remembered the damn essay bet, why there was no good thing in the past two days, the tutor bullied himself, the student bullied himself, and even played a game with an inexplicable and wonderful master bullying him.

Is it the constitution of "receiving"? No!

Zhang Xiaoke can only turn depression into strength and devote himself to his study career.

The sound of the library closing at twelve o'clock sounded, Zhang Xiaoke moved his shoulders, stood up, packed his things and walked out. In front of the library's Xinyun Square, there are all kinds of publicity boards, and the propaganda of various associations is displayed on the Xinyun Square. Zhang Xiaoke walked to see what flowers his little brothers and sisters were playing.

"Damn! Which bastard painted it for me! ”

Zhang Xiaoke heard a familiar voice behind her, and she looked back to see that a person in purple and blue clothes was angry at the backboard. The clothes are wonderful, a bit like people who come out of costume dramas.

Zhang Xiaoke walked over, and it turned out that the things painted on the propaganda board were all painted, and he couldn't see what the content was at all.

"What are you looking at?" The man looked back.

Zhang Xiaoke was depressed, it's not that the enemies don't get together, this person is actually Chengda. He was wearing a game costume, Zhang Xiaoke thought for a while, oh, it's Murong Ziying's clothes, so at a glance, this guy is quite similar, and it is estimated that he is more similar with his hair.

"Yo, Teacher Zhang!" Cheng Da continues to turn on taunt mode.

"Flowers?" Zhang Xiaoke felt that if he really quarreled with him, he was too low-level, and since he was a teacher, he might as well pretend to be a teacher.

"Sharp eyes?"

Zhang Xiaoke looked at the publicity time under the display board, it is tomorrow afternoon, and the time to change can only be done tonight, after working overtime.

"What about the people in your community?" Zhang Xiaoke then asked.

"It's time to get your costumes ready." Cheng Da finally answered, "Tomorrow afternoon is our game cosplay show, and we're all busy!" It must have been from another club that ruined our panels. ”

"Want to help? Little Ziying! Zhang Xiaoke felt that he could finally tease him.

"You think you're Han Lingsha?" Cheng Da said.

Zhang Xiaoke laughed, "Originally, I know a little bit about calligraphy and painting, if you don't need help, forget it." ”

"How can I help?" Cheng Da finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't think it's fun to draw, you can see the panels around you. Look at your clothes, tomorrow will be fairy sword wind? ”

"Costume." Cheng Da said. "The teacher also plays fairy sword?"

Zhang Xiaoke didn't answer, "How about splashing ink?" Now the painting is in a hurry, is there ink? ”

"Hmmm! Yes! Cheng Da said, "But there is no place." ”

Zhang Xiaoke looked at his watch, it was already half past twelve, and there was really no place now, "Hmm...... Do you really want to? Are you sure I'll take it home and do it? Tomorrow morning to you. ”

"Don't worry!" Cheng Da said, "The teacher's aesthetic is terrible! ”

Zhang Xiaoke glanced at him, and Cheng Da immediately changed his words, "It's not bad, it's different from mine." So I have to supervise. ”

Zhang Xiaoke sighed, "What should I do then?" ”

"I'll go home with you!"