"It's... Yes... Hahaha! Zhang Chulan smiled politely but embarrassedly: "Teacher, don't hide it, I've been introverted since I was a child and I'm not good at words.

There are many things that you can't say even if you understand them.

There is a saying you should have heard, called boiling dumplings in a teapot - you can't pour it! ”

Lu Lao Mo also replied with an amiable smile and said, "It's okay, I still understand your situation, most of it is a personality problem caused by family influence when I was a child."

Obviously, my heart is very rich, and I have a lot of experiences and feelings in my heart, but I dare not show it. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Chulan nodded in agreement and said, "Teacher, what you said is so right!" I'm such a person with a full heart but I'm ashamed to express myself, you really know me so well! It's like my confidant!

To tell you the truth, I was brought up by my grandfather since I was a child, and after my grandfather died, my father ran away by himself, leaving me alone in a welfare home and ignoring me!

I grew up in such an environment, which led to me eventually becoming a timid and shy orphan.

......”

Lu Lao Mo smiled and listened to his emotional narration, and after he finished speaking, he comforted: "It's okay, classmate."

Teachers are not unkind people either.

If you are too ashamed to speak, resort to pen and ink.

I believe that for a person like you, the exit is the article, and the words must be smooth and fruitful.

You don't have to write too much, just... Write a 30,000-word experience!

Let me, a confidant, also get to know your rich heart. ”

After speaking, Lu Lao Mo motioned for Zhang Chulan to sit down, and then continued the class as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Chulan was dumbfounded.

Damn!

Lu Lao Mo, how can you not play cards according to the routine!

Master, I said so much, you are indifferent!

Didn't you see that many girls were moved to tears by my miserable life experience and sincere confession?

It's you!

Hard-hearted Old Devil Lu!

It's not that Zhang Chulan feels good about herself, and indeed several female classmates who are not deeply involved in the world were moved by Zhang Chulan's remarks.

After all, what he said wasn't all lies, at least about his background.

In addition, this kid is thick-skinned and can speak, and his true feelings are also expressed decently.

So it's no wonder that those simple little girls weep sympathetically.

Seeing this, the other male students covered their mouths and snickered.

Makes you shake your wit! Silly, right? It's really so good to be Lu Laomo!

His name as the "big devil" is not for nothing!

Although he has only been here for a few years, and he only teaches ideological and political courses, he has never discounted it, whether he is late or leaving early, or failing the exam, don't even think about getting over.

And Lu Lao Mo is notoriously unkind, as long as you fail the final score, it doesn't matter what kind of student chairman you are, or a club cadre, or a relative of so-and-so, no matter who you find to intercede, you are hung up on this course!

Then again, if that's the case, why are so many people still taking this course?

Because Mr. Lu is beautiful!

Yes, it's not handsome, it's beautiful!

A beauty that is more feminine than a woman!

This is simply the standard beauty and strength in romance!!

Such a look has a terrifying lethality to a woman with traditional Chinese aesthetics.

Since the Song Dynasty, the ultimate of traditional Chinese aesthetics for men is feminine beauty, while the extreme of traditional aesthetics for women is morbid beauty.

This aesthetic developed to the extreme in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Therefore, Jia Baoyu, who looks like a boy and a girl in the Dream of Red Mansions, and Lin Daiyu, a sick beauty who is "as sick as Xizi wins three points", will become the favorite of many traditional literati.

This traditional aesthetic, which has lasted for nearly a thousand years, still has a large number of fans even after decades of influence from Western aesthetics.

Therefore, even under such strict rules, the students who choose this ideological and political course taught by Lu Laomo are still full every year, but if they are slow, they will not be able to grab the position.

Not only that, but there are always people who don't choose a class to come to the class, not for anything else, just to see this demonic face up close.

No matter when, when there are more girls in a place, boys will naturally flock to them.

In this way, it is even more difficult to choose Lu Laomo's class.

There are not a few boys like Zhang Chulan who "risk death" to choose courses in order to get rid of their singles.

Similarly, there are hundreds of people like him who were caught out by the old devil on the spot because of lingering in the sea of flowers in class.

However, Zhang Chulan was not in the mood to mourn for himself who was "kindly cared for" by the old devil at the moment, because he saw a person in this classroom who shocked him-

Feng Baobao!

The sloppy woman who dug up his grandfather's grave and almost buried him alive!

No way!

Why is she here?

It's not like I'm here to hunt down my master!

Zhang Chulan's heart was shocked, this woman is not a character to be messed with, but he saw with his own eyes that the other party used a kitchen knife to cleanly kill a large number of zombies of the walking dead!

Even now thinking of the scene of that night, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but feel furious in her heart.

What's more, this guy is completely an outlaw fanatic, she just accidentally glanced at it, and she was about to bury herself alive, which is simply lawless and crazy!

Damn it!

If I hadn't agreed to Grandpa, I would have opened the golden light curse to kill you, a crazy woman!

Zhang Chulan thought indignantly in her heart.

His cultivation is all in the Golden Light Spell and the Thunder Method, and if he doesn't open the Golden Light Spell, he won't be able to defeat this female madman no matter what.

Although she didn't want to admit it, Zhang Chulan knew very well in her heart that in terms of fighting skills, ten of herself could not compare to that crazy woman.

I don't know how this madman practiced, obviously he didn't feel how powerful Qi was, but the fight was so smooth, as if it was instinctive.

No way!

After class in a while, you have to hurry up!

can't be caught by this crazy woman, otherwise she will definitely be dismembered by her knife!

Zhang Chulan glanced nervously at the sloppy crazy woman, and at the same time glanced up at the clock hanging in the classroom, ready to return to the dormitory at the moment of class.

Time passed incredibly slowly as he waited anxiously, and twenty minutes seemed unusually long.

Just when Zhang Chulan was staring at the movement of the second hand in the clock without blinking, looking forward to the bell ringing after class, Lu Lao Mo spoke again on the stage-

"The class is out in half a minute, and the student who asked the question just now, right! It's you! The male classmate with his hair tied! You stay! ”

Depend on!

How am I again!

Can't you just change someone?

When Zhang Chulan heard this, she immediately scolded in her heart.

Lu Laomo, you have done all the bad things!

I am jealous of my master's masculine manhood and say bluntly, don't make this kind of indiscriminate means!

However, no matter what he thought in his heart, the bell for the end of class still rang on time.

The bustling crowd soon poured out of the classroom, and many students who decided to find Teacher Lu for "after-school tutoring" before class also walked out of the classroom unconsciously, and did not suddenly come back to their senses until they left the teaching building-

Hey?

What was I just thinking?

Didn't you think about going to Mr. Lu?!

How did you get here all of a sudden?

Ahhh

Damn!

Missed it again!

No way!

Next time!

Be sure to succeed next time!

Such scenes are staged every day, but no one has ever felt strange, and no one has ever suspected anything, it is just their own momentary negligence.

Soon, there were only three people left in the classroom of Nuo University - Lu Qing, Zhang Chulan and a sloppy little girl.