The fat man and I fell asleep for a day, and the next morning I was called up by the little black dog to go to the restaurant for dinner, and the principal informed us that from today onwards, we officially stepped into the cultivation schedule of the Maoshan technique.

The fat man and I couldn't hold back our excitement, hurriedly picked up two mouthfuls of food, and ran towards the "Ghost School".

Especially the fat man, it seems that this thing was woken up by Bai Annie, held his breath, and vowed to learn Maoshan art well and avenge the little fat dun as soon as possible.

The two of us entered the "Ghost School" classroom and found that Yang Bin and Wen Jie Xiaobai were more active than us, and they had already arrived, and even Yin Mo and Wang Zhihe, the two rich second generations, were sitting in danger, waiting for class in their seats.

It seems that everyone is very positive about the cultivation of Maoshan Technique.

When I entered the classroom door, the fat man who had been walking behind me accelerated, overtook me, walked into the classroom with his head held high, tiptoed, and strode into the classroom, tilting his head, not looking at Yin Mo and Wang Zhihe, looking like he was dominating the world.

"Fatty, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Wen Jie covered his mouth and snickered and shouted at the fat man.

"Humph! See the little people! ”

The fat man scoffed, went straight to his seat, and sat down on all fours.

I patted the fat man on the shoulder:

"Fatty, did you really take the wrong medicine?"

The fat man gave me a disdainful look:

"Ahem, Shuzi Yang, you kid be careful when you speak, I'm a person with status!"

"I'm also a person with an identity, and I've had my ID card for several years."

The fat man's eyes were red:

"You know a fart, now, I'm no longer the poor boy who is poor and white, I'm a valuable person now, can I be the same as before? Let me tell you, I don't take Yin Mo's poor boy in my eyes at all now, even ten Yin Mo, and they can't be compared with me. ”

"Yo, fatty, you don't have a small tone, but I just see that you have gained weight, and I don't see your value increase."

"Comb, don't blame me for not reminding you, you're also a person with status, pay attention to your grade, you know? Don't forget, you are also the one who owns the Night Pearl, the Night Pearl, although it is 108,000 miles away from mine, you are also worthy of lifting shoes for me, but you are also one level higher than Yin Mo, the poor second generation. ”

I snickered and reminded the fat man:

"Fatty, you really took some wrong medicine, don't you remember, didn't we both let Bai Annie Nan Nizi cheat them."

Fat people are okay like people:

"I'll just say that your thinking is backward, I told you a long time ago, Anne, sooner or later it will be my person, and even the people with the beads will be mine, comb, follow the fat man in the future, your bead, I will consider returning it to you."

I want to squirt a mouthful of old blood on the fat man's face:

"Fatty, have you thought clearly, can you afford to eat a little witch like Bai Annie?"

"Hey, woman, the beating will stop, see if I don't clean up her obediently."

"Fatty, White Anne, she's a female ghost."

Originally, I wanted to tell the fat man Bai Annie the identity of the daughter of the Hades of the Ten Palaces, but after thinking about it, this was all my speculation, and Bai Annie did not personally admit her relationship with the underworld, and now she can only confirm her identity as a female ghost.

Who knew that the fat man smiled treacherously and ghostly:

"Hey, hey, hey, and the ghost...... It's exciting to think about......"

"Fatty, do you still want face? Even female ghosts are not spared. ”

But the fat man said seriously:

"Comb, what do you want? How did I find you so impure? If you do this again, your night pearl will be yellow. ”

Well, I won't say it.

You cow, you are the uncle.

For the sake of my night pearl, I endured!

The classroom fell silent.

We all craned our necks and looked out of the classroom.

Everyone is looking forward to what they will learn in the first class.

I guess it's more than eight o'clock.

It's past eight o'clock, whether it's elementary school, junior high school, or high school, shouldn't they all be in class?

Is it so late in class at this university?

Taking advantage of the fact that the teacher didn't come, I walked up to Xiaobai and asked:

"Xiaobai, do you know what class is today?"

Xiaobai shook his head.

I looked at Yang Bin and Wen Jie again, and they didn't know either.

It's so mysterious.

Come on, then wait for the class with peace of mind.

I don't know which teacher gave us the first lesson today.

Or the aunt teacher next door?

No, although the aunt next door has strong spells, the ghost art she cultivates is not Maoshan technique.

That is Mr. Liu Ke or Mr. Jiu Fengzhe.

Of course, I am most looking forward to the Principal's lessons.

The dignified head of Maoshan Zhengdao, the head of a school, it stands to reason that Maoshan is the most profound, and it is suitable for him to teach us Maoshan art.

But we waited left and right, hoping for the stars and the moon, but we still didn't see any teachers coming.

I'll go, it won't be Mr. Liu Ke, oversleeping, right?

With Mr. Liu Ke's temperament, it is really possible, not to mention oversleeping, it is estimated that he may even forget about the class.

I really don't understand what Mr. Liu Ke is doing every day, always looking lifeless and unable to open his eyes.

But have you ever seen a student who is late, a teacher who has overslept and is late?

And that long late.

We've been waiting for almost an hour.

Which great god teacher, so unreliable, such a pit student.

The fat man was impatient to wait, and he fell asleep.

The snoring is really deafening, and that's not all, the key is that the saliva is flowing on the table.

The identity that he pretended to be when he entered the classroom was all lost to him at this moment.

Just then, I heard hurried footsteps.

It's finally here!

I kicked the fat man awake:

"The teacher is here!"

The fat man stood up suddenly, saw that there was no teacher in the classroom, glared at me fiercely, turned his head, and began to stretch.

Then the fat man, who was still immersed in sleep, suddenly laughed lewdly, staring out the window with a lewd expression.

We all looked out the door.

But to our surprise, none of the teachers appeared, but a familiar figure appeared in our sight.

White Anne!

Bai Annie held a stack of textbooks in one hand and hurriedly ran to this side,

My mind was spinning.

What is she here for?

Teacher?

She's a female ghost, she can't be Maoshan Shu, and she can't be our teacher.

Student?

What does she do as a female ghost learning Maoshan technique?

That is, when you are full, you have nothing to do, and you can watch the excitement.

To put it bluntly, it's the so-called skipping class!

Bai Annie trotted all the way straight into the classroom, and stopped as soon as she stepped into the classroom door, panting for air.

I'll go, this Nizi, I've really just gotten up, my eyes are sleepy, my hair is not combed properly, and I don't look like I've woken up.

Anyway, in the first class, the teacher who was a student didn't even have the least respect, even though the teacher hadn't come yet......

(End of chapter)