Coming to the seat where he had sat in the back row, Guan Mingxin closed his eyes and recalled the enlightenment content of the inheritance of "Vientiane Jue" again.

With only five minutes left before the bell rang, the rest of the students flocked to the city.

As for the teacher, he naturally walked in with the bell ringing.

At this time, Jiu Jiu also completed the absorption and fusion, and the phantom star that served as his personal light brain could continue to be used.

Guan Mingxin opened his eyes and saw that it was still the blue-haired teacher from yesterday, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Isn't it said that the teachers are different in each class?

If I'm not mistaken, today's lesson is "Chronicle of the Fengdong Kel Empire", right?

Why did the blue-haired teacher who "taught" the cultivation foundation yesterday come to this class again?

It's hard to do it. This blue-haired teacher juggles all the classes in the 999999999 class?

I have to say that Guan Mingxin's intuition is really keen, and she is the truth again!

For the group of students in Class 999999999 who "do not enter the oil and salt", Mandoya Children's Academy, like other colleges, has also completely "given up".

threw over a thorough teacher who was also "excluded", and simply "ignored it"!

As long as the safety of life is ensured, everything else is at their own discretion, and it doesn't matter if they learn it or not.

Besides, isn't it because of the particularity of the 999999999 class that the school's senior management unanimously decided to throw Guan Mingxin, a "little demon killer"?

After all, the entire Mandoya Children's Academy is the safest here!

At this moment, Guan Mingxin, who is a "little demon killer", watched the teacher and classmates click on their personal light brains one by one, skillfully select the "Miracle" login window, adjust their most comfortable posture, close their eyes, and enter the "Miracle" game world.

Guan Mingxin is really speechless to the teachers and students!

Originally, I was exhausted by the unreliable master in the game world of "Miracle" last night, so I thought that the teachers of the Mandoya Children's Academy should be better, right?

But I never thought that I was still too extravagant!

She stared at the blue-haired teacher who had fallen on the lectern unwillingly, and said repeatedly with strong mental power fluctuations, and the last note made the old elder long:

"The teacher is in class~~~

It's time for the teacher to go to class~~~~

Ask the teacher to ~~~~~ class

Teacher, please come to class~~~~"

Guan Mingxin was very sure that the blue-haired teacher had accepted the meaning of his mental power fluctuations.

In his own perception, this blue-haired teacher is extremely dangerous, and his strength must be extraordinary.

Compared to the master in the game world of "Miracle", Guan Mingxin's intuition is even better than the blue-haired teacher, maybe more than that!

With such a strong fluctuation of mental power, Guan Mingxin didn't believe that the blue-haired teacher didn't receive it, but a minute passed, five minutes passed, and a quarter of an hour passed

One hour

The other party actually didn't have it from beginning to end! Move! In! Heart!

Guan Mingxin didn't know what kind of complicated and helpless mood he was in at the moment, so he insisted on "harassing" the teacher for a whole class, and waited for the end of class before giving up completely.

Guan Mingxin didn't know how to express his feelings

On impulse, this little stubborn temper also came up.

Guan Mingxin glared at the blue-haired teacher with "resentment", and insisted on "harassing" the other party for a whole class!

When the bell rang for the end of class, Guan Mingxin suddenly felt like a deflated ball, and instantly retracted his mental power, but he still cheered up and gave everyone a special nutrient with weak energy.

After a little rest, I got up like yesterday, and helped the teachers and classmates to eat one by one, and finally I was myself.

After the housekeeping robot left with the empty nutrient bottle, Guan Mingxin closed his eyes and continued to learn the enlightenment content of the inheritance of "Vientiane Jue".

In this way, a day passed in the wave [hemp] lan [wood] not [death] and shock [silence].

Guan Mingxin, who returned to the villa, did not have the slightest idea of talking to other people, and silently finished dinner and went back to his bedroom.

Take a shower, wash up, change into comfortable pajamas, bypass the soft big bed, go straight to the game nutrition cabin and stand still, click the hatch cover switch, and lie down.

A series of actions was called a smooth flow, and it was not until the nutrient solution began to gradually submerge himself that Guan Mingxin came back to his senses and shook his head, laughing at his inexplicable angry behavior today.

Fortunately, the three guys in the same villa are also extremely obsessed with "Miracle", and even Kong Qinglang, who is as careful as a hair, didn't notice Guan Mingxin's abnormality, and he also roared three or two times to pull off the food, and rushed into the bedroom to log in to "Miracle".

If it weren't for the fact that when Xuanyuan Yunyan was living in the Heywood family, he was forced by his mother to exercise good cooking skills, I'm afraid He Piaojun and Kong Qinglang would even want to save time for eating!

Anyway, although the special nutrients don't taste good, at least they save time and effort, and there is less excretion.

Entering the game world of "Miracle" again, Guan Mingxin felt the warm sunlight shining in from the window, and when he looked at it, the sun was shining in the blue sky, and he secretly praised it, it was really a good weather.

Then he quickly turned over and got up, jumped out of bed, and ran downstairs with a sigh, and saw at a glance that Master Shizun had turned into the old woman again, holding Xiao Dan'er on the recliner basking in the sun, lazy and leisurely.

Next to the chaise longue is a set of low tables and chairs, and there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and a thin blanket is spread on the ground next to it.

Guan Mingxin hurriedly walked a few steps, first silently saluted respectfully to the master, then obediently walked to the table, gently pulled out the chair, and sat down.

Reaching out and pouring some water into the inkstone, picking up the ink strip, Guan Mingxin studied the ink while thinking about whether to write or trace the album later.

When the ink is ready, it is decided.

Pick up the paperweight and press the paper of unknown material, lift the pen, hold the pen, dip the ink, put down the pen, and unconsciously put on a standard posture, without a trace of pause and adjustment.

It's like I've done it thousands of times, write the simplest strokes first, draw the simplest figures, horizontal, vertical, apostrophe, pinch, point, fold, straight line, wavy line, arc, triangle, square, circle, pentagon, etc......

By the time it felt almost over, a piece of paper was almost full.

I didn't change the paper, I just wrote the ancient and mysterious words in the middle of those figures.

Wait until you can't find any more blank space on this piece of paper, then take it off and continue on the second one.

In addition to the dozen or so graphics and words on the first piece of paper at the beginning, which seemed a little crooked due to poor grasp of the strength, the more standard the next drawing became, and the more you wrote, the more rhyme.