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A middle-aged woman dressed in a gray skirt, gray stockings, gray high heels, and even a little gray stood on the podium, pointing at each page of the PPT with a whip in her hand. Under the gray glasses frame, the female lecturer's eyes were quite sharp. Probably because of her Japanese connections, her lectures were a mix of Japanese Chinese, Japanese, and Japanese-English, but although few students could understand every word she said, she maintained a respectful and attentive posture, because his whip had split the desks of the two mischievous teenagers in half.

However, at the very beginning of this section of demonic theory, there is one guy who does the opposite. He wore a giant magic headset and dragged the even larger alien X17's notebook into the classroom in a suitcase. As soon as the female lecturer spoke, the boy pressed the notebook randomly, and the crackling sound even drowned out the slightly shrill lecture of the female lecturer, and every student looked at the young man who was about to be punished with a pitiful gaze, as if his fate was already sealed.

"Classmates." The female lecturer's whip poked the boy's monitor.

"Huh?" The boy seemed dissatisfied with the change in the angle of his screen, so he took off his headphones and stared impatiently at the island woman in front of him with her hair in a high bun.

"Please be a little respectful, okay?" The female lecturer showed a strange smile, but attentive students could see that her fist holding the whip was about to clench out of the water.

"Your class is so boring."

"Oh?" The female lecturer's voice raised an octave.

"So, tell me about the known types of demons in the world?" As a Japanese depicted in Kiku-and-Dao, they are both strange races with contradictions at their core. Although they advocate violence, they also practice reason. For example, a female lecturer must prove you wrong in theory before she splits your desk into two pieces with internal strength.

"In the Western system of Greco-Roman mythology and Christianity, the seven demon kings of hell are divided into eight levels, from the ** angel to the lowest level of Delvi level demon soldiers, that is, humanoid demons. Attached to it are the two major biological races of blood and werewolf. In the Chinese and Eastern systems, demons are divided into three types: demons, demons, and ghosts. The demon is an evil spirit formed by animals in the long biological evolution, absorbing many strange elements. The demon is an evil god who is attracted by the evil and dark forces in the process of enlightenment and corrupted into an evil god, just like an angel. Ghosts, on the other hand, are a kind of yin thing, commonly known as 'soul', which is a separate manifestation of the human soul. Most of the demons in the rest of the various cultures are wandering between these two systems. However, even these two systems have an intersection. Hell in the West and Hades in the East are probably the same place where all the darkness and evil in the world grow. ”

In one breath, with his unique cold tone, Zhou Tang talked eloquently.

"As for the known types of demons you asked, there are at least more than 300,000 of them recorded in all surviving documents or legends. So if I were you, I'd think this question is a bit stupid. Also, I'm not one of those boring guys who play games or read novels in class, and now I have a plan in front of me waiting for me to complete, if you don't mind. ”

To everyone's surprise, Mako Iijima, a Japanese female lecturer who has always been a queen of violence, actually put away her whip and bowed deeply to Zhou Tang. The amplitude was so large that the black bra and deep groove in her skirt were clearly visible.

"I apologize for your rigorous attitude towards your studies and for my stupid behavior just now."

Raising her head, Mako Iijima waved her whip again and continued her lecture, but Zhou Tang's huge key sound no longer seemed noisy in her ears.

Meng Jin, who was sitting in the corner, recalled the scene after Coco left last night.

"Don't worry, I'm the kind of person who doesn't think about it when we break up." Zhou Tang's face was still so flat.

"Why did you break up?"

"Distance, right? As soon as school started, I was locked up in Eton's bunker again, and as soon as her scenes were filmed, she began to fly all over the world, and distance can defeat all love. ”

"And now?"

"It's still a friend, it's the same as it was back then. When we were in love, I just made snacks and watched her eat happily, but now I regret it a little, I didn't even hold my hand at the beginning. ”

"Hehe, a girl like Coco is always cute, just like an elf dancing at your fingertips, the first time you see her, you won't feel like you can fall in love with other girls, right?" Zhou Tangruo glanced at Meng Jin meaningfully.

"It's a pity that I'm a love pragmatist, and the feeling of holding it in the palm of my hand and being able to float away at any time, I can see it, but I don't necessarily touch it, it's not what I like."

Although Zhou Tang showed his intentions, Meng Jin couldn't help but glance at the back of the person sitting on the seat closest to the podium, concentrating on his work, but leaving the lecturer speechless and the students throwing themselves to the ground. Meng Jin is very self-aware, even if all the handsome and rich people in the world are not interested in women, this does not mean that Diao-si is more capable of being on top of the throne.

Especially the words that Coco said to herself last night. The most important? Is it because of his inexplicable séance? If you leave aside the fact that you have descended to the god of arrows, aren't you the invisible passerby who is ignored everywhere? Or is Coco just because she is too perfect, so she chooses to be extraordinarily "**" with herself because she hates herself too perfectly, desperately defiling herself?

But one thing Zhou Tang said was right, when he met her dark green eyes for the first time in the coffee shop, he couldn't escape.

"So that's all for today. Don't think that this is a very distant theoretical lesson that has nothing to do with you. In fact, when your rating is B or higher, your path to exorcism has already begun. ”

"What?!" There was an uproar in the classroom.

"Don't you know? Grade B and above may be assigned to the field after the level is established. Moreover, it is common for some to join various student organizations, and it is common for them to take the initiative to complete tasks and get bounties. So if I'm grade B or above, I'll definitely drive a night train to make up for this aspect of the content. Mako Iijima pushed the frame, and the silver light reflected on the mirror looked eerie.

"Class!"

The students roared to their feet and rushed out of the classroom.

Holding a pile of books, Meng Jin, who was staggering in the winding corridor, saw Chen Si again, the student union girl who looked a little like Zhou Anluo.

"Ah, did you run into it again? Now it's the right-hand man of Freemasonry, right? ”

"You wait...... I should have the bank card with me, I just met you, you can take it back......" Meng Jin panicked and put all the books on the ground, and then flipped through them in the pocket of his suit.

"No, it's only $5 million. For the boss, it's just a number. Chen Si had an indifferent expression, "What's more, the boss asked me to bring words, 5 million US dollars is equivalent to his sponsorship of a friend, it is better to send charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake, you owe a lot of money recently, right?" ”

In the end, of course, Meng Jin did not accept Coco's cashier's check, so theoretically, he was indeed in a difficult stage of negative equity.

"I didn't come to see you to ask for an account, the boss asked me to tell you, prepare for the freshman party, he is waiting to see you shine."

"Freshman sorority?" This word seems to be a bit of an impression, and Cocoa, who was eating an omelette last night, seems to mumble?

"Well, that's it. I'm going to go to class, too. When Chen Si was leaving, she suddenly stopped, she seemed a little embarrassed, but she seemed to have mustered up her courage, "That...... What is your roommate's ID in the House space? ”

This beautiful and innocent girl's face floated a little crimson.