Li Mantun and Sun Buwu were admiring Zhang Qiusheng for doing any bad things, and Zhang Qiusheng suddenly became grinning again: "Is the girl you want to soak also ugly?" Is the so-called scimitar cutting scoop vegetables, breaking the pot with a toilet lid? You two are ugly—"

Before he finished speaking, a female voice shouted sharply: "The old lady is fighting with you-" and then a girl rushed over.

Zhang Qiusheng looked up and shouted, "Ghost—" The voice was even more poignant than the girl. Before the shouting was heard, the man had already run away.

A good confession drama was completely mischievous and disbanded in people's laughter.

It didn't take much time to eat with Li and Sun. There is also a class meeting in the evening. This, for the first time, is better not to be absent.

This kind of class meeting is similar to each school in different periods, and it is lackluster. It's nothing more than introducing yourself and getting to know each other. Some people who want to mix up a job or other benefits will spend their brains on self-introduction, and attract the attention of their classmates with eloquent talk or unconventionality.

Zhang Qiusheng shrank in the corner of the classroom and closed his eyes to recuperate. He doesn't want to mix himself, and he doesn't bother to watch others mix. It's not easy to come to this world for a while, why do you sharpen your head and desperately drill camp for sesame, and sharpen your head for a little profit?

How should life be spent? If you have a job that you like, the salary is less than the previous one. All that's left is to live happily and do whatever you want to eat, drink and be merry. How good is that, why such intrigues?

Looking at the speeches of Wang Peng and Wen Ersheng in his bedroom, Zhang Qiusheng felt disgusted. One pretended to be chic, and the other pretended to be deep and sophisticated, Zhang Qiusheng wanted to slap them to death.

It's Gao Shanhan's turn to speak, well, look at what this kid says. After all, it is a cultivator, and Zhang Qiusheng is looking forward to it.

Takayama Han is also very deep, but his depth is very reasonable.

I was an orphan and was raised by an old man who picked up garbage. Nineteen years ago, one winter, it was just dawning. The old man picked up the garbage early and found me in a garbage heap.

This old man is my master. Yes, he confiscated me as a son, and even more so as a grandson, but took me as an apprentice. Of course, you don't need apprentices to pick up garbage, but what about Taoist priests? In the era when I was born, Taoist priests had nothing to eat, so he picked up garbage.

To say the Taoist priest is to put gold on his face, but in fact he is a magic stick. The classification of the god stick is very detailed, so I won't say more. I'll just talk about what I've learned.

As you know, people always have to die. When a person dies, he can't throw it on the road, and he needs someone else to collect his body. By the way, I'm in the business of collecting corpses. Occasionally, they will recite a sutra to the deceased, pay a confession, beat a gong and beat a drum, and so on.

The bottom is already like a boiling pot, and the voices are boiling. Damn, let's get a corpse collector to be a classmate. That's what the boy is saying. The girl yelled, "Oh my god, how is this good—I'm afraid!"

Gao Shanhan didn't care whether his classmates were afraid or not, and continued to say his: "I think it's a noble career. If someone in your family dies, put it there, let him rot, let him stink, give birth to maggots? So, somebody still has to take it—"

No way! Gao Shan Han, your family died to make him stink and make him have maggots. Students, both men and women, scolded one after another. Gao Shanhan was unmoved: "As I said just now, I am an orphan, I am the only one in my family, and no one else has died." To die is to die myself, and it has nothing to do with others-"

The class guide was dizzy by Gao Shanhan, interrupted his nonsense and said, "Okay, okay, Gao Shanhan, you can go down." ”

Gao Shan was still unable to finish his words, and hurried to say the last sentence: "We are poor, we have no money, and we have to work in collecting corpses during our studies to make up for tuition, living expenses, clothing expenses, and girl pickling fees-"

Soak you big-headed ghost, which girl is blind and lets you soak. The whole class scolded one after another, just like you, you are still planning to pick up girls, and you died of this heart as soon as possible.

The class guide said loudly: "Next, next, hurry." ”

A few more classmates went up one after another. It's all a cliché, not to mention Zhang Qiusheng, even the class guide is not interested in listening.

Almost all the students in the class have introduced themselves. Seeing that no one asked to speak again, the class guide counted the roster, raised his head and asked, "Is Zhang Qiusheng here?" ”

It seems that it is not possible to fool around. Zhang Qiusheng raised his hand to indicate that he was coming, but did not want to speak.

The class instructor did not let go of Zhang Qiusheng and introduced to the class: "Zhang Qiusheng is the first place in science in the college entrance examination in Tianguan Province. Champion! We at Shuangjiang Institute of Technology have never recruited champions. Zhang Qiusheng has won glory for our school. Everyone welcomes Zhang Qiusheng to say a few words for us! ”

In the warm applause of the classmates, Zhang Qiusheng was forced to take the stage. The students were looking forward to the excellent performance of the champion, but the champion disappointed them.

"Ahhh——,h Fine sweat collects from the forehead and then collects into large beads of sweat and flows downward. With his mouth wide open, the corners of his mouth foamed, and his lips trembled: "Ahhh——,h

Not to mention the classmates, even the class guide was disappointed. Speaking of a champion, in fact, it's just a material for reading a dead book, and I can't even say a word. The school's admissions office also came back as a treasure, alas——, it's a pity——。

The class guide said sympathetically: "Hey——,-" I have long heard that stammering is contagious, and now I am out of the world, and the class guide can't wait to slap himself.

The class guide took a few deep breaths, swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and let Zhang Qiu go on. Then, after making a few explanations and requirements for the military training that will begin tomorrow, he hastily announced the adjournment of the meeting.

The class guide was very confident. The overall plain of this class is very good. In addition to Zhang Qiusheng being the champion, Gao Shanhan is also in the top ten in their province. Who knows, one of them is a stammer, and the other is a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest is just a Taoist priest who is engaged in the collection of dead corpses.

The class instructor's confidence was completely lost. Shaking his head, forget it, it's a day to mix. No one dictated that I had to do anything.

A classmate in the dormitory surrounded Zhang Qiusheng, and Shan Youyu asked with concern: "Aren't you a grandson asking, how did you become Zhang Qiusheng?" Also, that, in the dormitory in the afternoon, I didn't notice that you had difficulty speaking. How did it change at night? ”

I'm usually okay, but when I encounter a lot of people, or on stage, I'm nervous. When I get nervous, I stutter. Zhang Qiusheng said: "Also, this problem is even worse at night." ”

That's, that's, the honest man said: "I'm nervous to speak on stage, but it's better than you." It makes no difference day and night. ”

Gao Shanhan pulled Zhang Qiusheng aside, and his hand trembled a little: "You, you are Zhang Qiusheng, Zhang Qiusheng of Qilin?" During the day, Zhang Qiusheng said that he asked his grandson to ask, but it never attracted his attention.

Yes, the goods are genuine, if they are fake, they are not bullied, suitable for all ages, Zhang Qiusheng asked: "What's the matter, is Zhang Qiusheng worthy of being impersonated by others?" ”

It's worth it, it's worth it, you're the banner of our cultivation realm! I have heard the name for a long time, like thunder, and when I see it today, I am fortunate to have three lives. Come, come, please be worshipped.

Don't, don't! Zhang Qiusheng was taken aback, what he was most afraid of was the compliments of others. This guy must be attacked, and see if he dares to say such nonsense in the future: "You dare to call yourself a cultivator?" Li Mantun said that you are not a cultivator at all. ”

Ah, Li Mantun is also in our school, what about Sun Buwu? Aren't they always together? Gao Shanhan puffed out his chest again and said, "Who said that I am not a cultivator? Can ordinary people fight ghosts? Do ordinary people take it as their duty to exorcise ghosts and hunt demons? ”

Zhang Qiusheng has never cared much about the identity of a cultivator. When Gao Shanhan sees Li Mantun, let them tell the difference. Gao Shanhan asked Li Mantun again if he was in our school, and Zhang Qiusheng said: "No, he and Sun Buwu are at the University of Science and Technology." But just now, they both said that you are not a cultivator. ”

If you only take the level of cultivation as the criterion, I admit that they are right. Gao Shanhan said dejectedly: "My cultivation is pitifully low. My master only has the level of enlightenment. He was strangled to death by a zombie. Alas, the cultivation is too low, and it is dangerous to do this business. ”

Zhang Qiusheng patted Gao Shanhan on the shoulder and said, "Xiuzhen is in this business, there is nothing to do." Take this to make a few bucks, just eat, drink, and have fun, don't do it as a business. ”

Although his cultivation has reached the extreme, Zhang Qiusheng's words are sincere. From beginning to end, he was not interested in cultivation, and he was forced to fall into the cultivation realm, and he inadvertently fell deeper and deeper.

Zhang Qiusheng and Wang Peng are bunk beds. If I knew that Wang Peng was such a good person, I shouldn't have exchanged with him.

In addition to wanting to get his roommate cheap, in addition to taking advantage of the camp, Wang Peng also has a problem that makes Zhang Qiusheng hate it and wash his buttocks. You say that a big man actually learns how to wash a woman's buttocks, how obscene and obscene it is.

Seeing Wang Peng squatting by the plastic basin, holding a towel in his hand and picking and picking underneath, Zhang Qiusheng had indescribable nausea. It's good to pay attention to hygiene, but don't be disgusting! You can go to the bathroom with a plastic basin, we can't see it. You squatted in the middle of the bedroom, picking and wiping, what is this called Mingtang?

A Wang Peng couldn't stand it, and Wen Ersheng actually followed behind to learn. A good boys' dormitory, now it's a butt washing meeting.

If Li Mantun and Sun Buwu were here, they would definitely beat these two goods and kick the plastic basin to pieces. But Zhang Qiusheng won't be like this. Generally speaking, as long as others don't attack, Zhang Qiusheng never takes the initiative to hit people, whether it's a cultivator or an ordinary person, he doesn't fight.

Zhang Qiusheng has its own principles and pays attention to technical content. If he can't think of a good move for a while, he would rather be beaten than fight back. Anyway, there are very few people in this world who can hurt him.

The lights are out, everyone hurry up and go to bed, and tomorrow they have to get up early for military training. They were all young people, and everyone fell asleep quickly. There was a slight snoring in the dormitory, and the students were asleep.

Zhang Qiusheng gave Shan Youyu, Yan Jingwen, Wang Peng, and Jiang Shibing a slumber trick. Then I fell asleep myself.

Wang Peng had just fallen asleep when he was suddenly woken up by a loud noise. There was another loud bang in the haze, which startled him again. But this time, he discovered the source of the sound, and it was his top bunk that was snoring.

Zhang Qiusheng's snoring sound was like a cannon or a cabinet upstairs that had fallen, making the whole bed tremble.