"Come on, it's the exam, it's the exam. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Qiao Shirt said softly and slowly while holding a stack of papers. "One for each person, hurry up and write!" said he put the paper on the table of the little ghosts.

"What, teacher, why do you have to take an exam. As soon as Ling Feng heard the word "exam", he panicked, you must know that Ling Feng is a veritable scumbag, in addition to the composition of the Chinese can also speak in the past, the other subjects are not at the end of the crane, but they are also similar to the tail of the crane. So very nasty.

"The teacher said that I don't need to train in the afternoon, but I just want to take the exam? No problem, my test-taking education is very good. Xiu snapped his fingers and put on an expression of a scholar.

Shi Yin turned his head to look out the window, thoughtful.

"Shiyin, aren't you afraid of exams too? Ling Feng seemed to have found a comrade-in-arms. "No, Ah Feng, I want to kill the orcs. Shi Yin's eyes were bent into a crescent moon shape, "It's so boring!" Shi Yin tapped his fingers on the table boringly.

"......" Ling Feng looked at Shi Yin and was silent.

Wait until the test papers are in everyone's hands. Let out a sigh. "Teacher, how do you take the test?" Xiu, who was still looking like a scholar just now, shook the white paper in his hand. "Teacher's meaning, don't you need to take the test?" Ling Feng's face was full of joy. "It's this piece of paper that lets us paint. Ling Feng picked up the pen and wanted to draw on it.

Qiao Shan shook his head, "Teacher, I want to see what your dreams are, to be the most real, don't tell me anything for humans, for killing orcs, revenge or something, the teacher wants the most real." Qiao brushed the red hair that blocked his glasses.

"Dreams, I don't have any dreams. Ling Feng thought, if he said that he wanted to be admitted to a prestigious school if he dreamed of it, when he was in kindergarten, Ling Feng's dream was to be admitted to a famous school such as Haval. When he went to primary school, his dream was to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University. When he got to junior high school, he just wanted to go to school. In high school, his dreams were gone, he had become a dead house, and his Ling Feng's dream was that he had no dreams. After all, dreaming of such a thing is deceiving. If he hadn't come to this world with Shi Yin, Ling Feng would probably have lived like the public, getting married, having children, and dying. In other words, isn't the life of those celebrities and tyrants similar to the lives of the public, no, in short, isn't it also life and death? It's just that the world of those people is more detailed, and we are a little rougher.........

"Teacher, what should I do if I don't have a dream?" Ling Feng asked. "If you don't have a dream, pray that you don't die!, or the people and things you want to protect. Qiao Shi frowned and said impatiently.

"Sounds like you're cursing me to death!" Ling Feng muttered. "Ah Feng is not, have you forgotten what Shi Yin said to you before?" Shi Yin was still tapping his fingers on the table, looking bored. "What words?" Ling Feng asked. "It's going to die!" Shi Yin said in a flat tone. Ling Feng "chuckled" in his heart, and suddenly remembered something, this was a different world, not just the human race. Shi Yin did tell himself that he would die. It's just that I'm too immersed in these beautiful lives.

If it's too beautiful, you'll forget the world as it was.

"Then what should be written, what is Shi Yin written?" Ling Feng glanced at Shi Yin's paper, but it turned out that nothing was written. "Just write Shiyin and marry me together, right?" Ling Feng said with a smile scratching his head. "Really?" Shi Yin blushed. "Lie to you, haha. Ling Feng said, a mischievous smile on his face. Shi Yin's face was gloomy, and his displeasure had already been expressed. "Let's just write that Shiyin and Shiyin have always been together! I can't get married, after all, I'm still underage. Ling Feng said. Shi Yin smiled and asked, "Really, how old is Ah Feng?" 17, he is still one year old before he becomes an adult. Shi Yin listened, pursing his lips. "Ah Feng, in our place, we have long passed the age of adulthood. "How old are you here? "16" "Ah" Ling Feng said in surprise.

"Teacher, why do you want us to write these things?" Ling Feng asked. "There are so many whys, it's not the old Hilton guy who called it. "Actually, it's just that Qiao Shi wants to know more about this group of little ghosts.

Nangong Le's "dream" is, of course, "Kill Shiyin!", but how could he tell this so-called "dream" to this teacher......... Qianben Xue Ying glanced at Ling Feng, do you want to protect someone.

"Little ghosts, hurry up and write, I don't want you to write a paper of a few thousand words, just write it for me. Qiao Shi urged.

"If you're done, the teacher will put your paper away. Qiao Yi began to put the papers away one by one.

"Wow" and "Wow", looking at them one by one. "With Shi Yin" This one looks like Ling Feng's, "Use my spirit weapon revolver to handsomely blow up the orc's head." "This one must be repaired, repair this guy, hehe, Qiao Shan muttered in his heart.

"When I saw Shiyin, I married Ah Feng. "Ouch, what a young couple who fall in love. "Get along well with everyone, especially Ling Feng. "This must be Chibon Yukisakura's. "Don't speak so loudly. "Fred's dream really doesn't fit his size at all! Who is "kill the person you want to kill", Qiao Xian thought about it, Nangong Le, this little ghost is really terrifying.

Qiao Shan looked at these little ghosts of his own, and they were really interesting. What is my dream again, forgot. "What is Xi'er's dream?" I remembered my father's voice again. "With Mom and Dad, of course. ”.........

"Oh, little ghosts, your dreams are really simple!" Qiao Shirt folded the paper and put it away, after all, this is the dream of this group of students. "Can you ask for a little bit of the most! It's so simple, I can help you achieve it, teacher. Qiao said.

Ling Feng felt that this woman was like a magic stick, deceiving them of their thoughts, and felt that everything in their hearts was known by this perverted teacher.

"Teacher, I won't run away tomorrow. Ling Feng asked, "I don't know." Qiao replied without replying.

Nima, you promised us, don't regret it when the time comes, I really don't know what kind of head this teacher is. You can change the way to clean up their group anytime and anywhere.

The little author is going to look for a job tomorrow, but he won't give up, after all, this is his dream