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Shangguan Caini snorted Yan Hongqiang in disgust, and then suddenly exclaimed: "It's bad, I still have my class today." ”

Shangguan Caini suddenly remembered that she had to substitute teach today.

But now that the sun is in the middle of the day, it's a problem to get out of school or not.

"Class? Do you want me to help you make a cameo appearance as a teacher? ”

"Flutter ——!" Shangguan Caini listened to Huyan Hongqiang's words and laughed all of a sudden. In a low voice: "Bragging, not drafting." ”

Huyan Hongqiang shrugged.

In fact, don't look at the current Huyan Hongqiang is really just a student of Seventy-Three University, fundamentally speaking, he is a high school graduate. However, when it comes to language and some psychological knowledge, he is no worse than some foreign doctors.

As a killer, an excellent killer in the new era, the least thing you need to master is language, whether it is dialects in various parts of the country or some foreign languages, this is something that must be mastered.

Huyan Hongqiang, on the other hand, is proficient in more than a dozen dialects and seven or eight foreign languages. Such a person wants to help Shangguan Caini go to French class, and it is not easy to get caught.

Moreover, in order to study the psychology and behavior of some targets, Huyan Hongqiang also studied psychology and behavior, so really speaking, Huyan Hongqiang is not only superb in medical skills, but also absolutely superb in psychological counseling and treatment.

After enjoying a breakfast personally handled by Shangguan Caini, a little girl, Huyan Hongqiang finally left her nest in her reluctant eyes.

The first class Huyan Hongqiang took was a big class, ancient literature appreciation. Of course, this is the second big class, because he was late for the first class......

For this kind of coursework, in fact, it doesn't matter whether Hu Yan Hongqiang listens to it or not, because he doesn't dare to say that he is on a par with some old professors who study ancient languages, but compared with some professors in the Department of Ancient Literature, there is no problem.

"Huyan, come here, here." A nice voice came into Huyan Hongqiang's ears amid the slightly noisy vocals.

It was Simon Nizi's voice.

Listening to the argument is the ability of the killer to be simpler, but with a slight sweep of his eyes, Huyan Hongqiang saw Xiao Nizi who was waving her pink arm.

Huyan Hongqiang got closer and found that this was actually a daughter country.

Not only are there two big beauties, Ximen Tingting and Yuwen Xueqing, but also the seven or eight little women in their dormitory are all here.

Looking at the group of women who were constantly looking at their appearance, Rao is Huyan Hongqiang was extraordinary, and his black face couldn't help but blush secretly. Why don't these children have a little shame, staring at a man like this, don't you know that Lu Dao is very impolite and discordant.

"Come and sit here." I don't know what kind of heart Xiao Nizi'an has in Ximen Ximen, so she directly gave up a position on her side to Huyan Hongqiang.

And on the other side of this position, it was not Yuwen Xueqing who was looking at the book quietly, but it was the other one, as for the many women before and after, it was not the one he knew Huyan Hongqiang.

"Why are you here?" Huyan Hongqiang was very surprised, how could these two little girls come to the big class.

"Hehe, I have your class schedule, awesome." Ximen Xiao Nizi proudly raised the homework schedule in her hand that she didn't know where Lu Dao came from, obviously being able to find Huyan Hongqiang, this little Nizi still took a lot of thought.

Could it be that this little girl is looking for something about herself, Hu Yan Hongqiang couldn't help muttering in his heart.

For this little girl's ability to cause trouble, Huyan Hongqiang still firmly believes that as long as she wants to toss, she can't afford to hurt herself.

"You are that Huyan, did you take away the soul of our little sister Ximen? Giggles. ”

"That's it, tell me, what did you do to move her heart?"

"I see, it must be a blend of flesh and soul, gurgling."

"No, I think, it must be Ximen Xiaomei who has taken a fancy to Huyan's muscles." As he spoke, he dared to stretch out his jade hand to pinch the muscles on Hu Yan Hongqiang's arm.

"You guys!" Ximen Tingting angrily scratched this itch, and that said, go and make trouble, don't open your mouth.

Eight women, there is a flock of ducks can express, even Huyan Hongqiang's hearing, I also feel dizzy, I don't know that the one who is rubbing his oil, the one who is teasing Xiao Nizi.

"Alright, it's almost time, let's be quiet." Yuwen Xueqing really deserved to be Yuwen Xueqing, and with just one sentence, she surrendered nine women, including Ximen Tingting.

Huyan Hongqiang couldn't help but secretly extend a thumbs up to her.

"Poof——! Rao is Yuwen Xueqing wanted to hold back her pretty face, but when she saw Huyan Hongqiang's suffocated face like a bitter gourd, she couldn't help laughing.

"No, could it be that Huyan is not Ximen's little sister's dish, but Xueqing's?" A girl looked at Yuwen Xueqing and suddenly exclaimed.

"No, just looking at the appearance of Ximen's little sister, that is to see the performance of an adulterer, this is not scientific!" Another girl also spoke.

Yuwen Xueqing's eyes were crimson at this time, and she was willing to let these rotten girls continue, if she really let them continue, then she didn't know what Lu Dao was going to say, and these rotten girls didn't dare to say anything.

"Okay, okay, let's not say a word, today is the class of 'Extermination of the Divine Monk', if you are really caught, I can't save you." Yuwen Xueqing sacrificed a killer feature.

The Extermination Priest is, of course, an existence that can be compared to the Exterminator, and it is conceivable how "humane" the old professor who can be named such a name by many female students will be.

I heard that once a girl played with her mobile phone in the old professor's class and couldn't help screaming, and then the girl was cupped, and the red light was lit up for three ancient language electives in a row.

If it weren't for the most resolute girl who ran downstairs to the old professor's professor to sing love songs in the middle of the night, I am afraid that her red light would not stop until she graduated.

Listening to Yuwen Xueqing's words, it seems that there is something in the words.

"You ......"

Huyan Hongqiang just glanced at it casually, and found that many girls were looking at a petite girl with a cute round face.

"Actually, that's not me, it's Sister Xueqing who taught me to do that." The round-faced girl bowed her head deeply by Huyan Hongqiang's gaze.

I thought this was just a legend told by Wu Zhigang, but I never thought that the master was by his side.

In the middle of the night, I took a guitar and ran downstairs to the old professor to sing a love song, what kind of brain could imagine such a thing?!

It is conceivable that such an old-fashioned old professor will be woken up in the middle of the night, and then forced to listen to love songs with the neighbors, what kind of feeling it will be.

Moreover, the most painful thing is that the old professor has a wife, and he lives with him.