Everyone has always known that the virtual idol Yan Qiao is beautiful, but they have never thought that the real person is not inferior to the virtual image, it is exactly the same.

#谁懂啊, who understands! That feeling of a paper man breaking through the dimensional wall!

#杀疯了杀疯了, ahhhh

#还怪乔乔总是说她就是真实存在的!

Yan Qiao's eyes fell on the live broadcast ball, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Hello classmates, I am your new metaphysics teacher Yan Qiao." ”

Her eyes fell on the last position, where sat Fu Yong, a purple robe, long eyebrows into the sideburns, eyes flashing a dull dark color, obviously long and elegant, but like the heavy color of the body, rich as if to fall on people's hearts.

The two looked away as soon as they met, but there was a confrontation of their own, Yan Qiao suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and a cold color appeared in his eyes.

Listening to the cheers of the students below, she restrained all her emotions.

Fu Yong looked away and the killing intent appeared, she couldn't stay, this was Fu Yong's first thought, and when her hand was about to move, her shoulder was pressed.

Fu Yong didn't look back, and Pu Lao sat over with a smile, "Young people, don't be so angry." ”

Fu Yong sighed softly, "How afraid you are that I will do it here." ”

Pu Lao smiled, "That's not what I said, after all, we can't open the door for outsiders to come." ”

Fu Yong tilted his head slightly, "It seems that Pu Lao has thought it through." ”

"Hehe, what the hell is the ability guarding against." He patted Yong's shoulder, "You young people have always been impulsive, old man, I don't understand." ”

"People have to serve the old, and some things are better left to the young people, Pu Lao thinks what I said is right." Fu Yong's tone was flat, as if he was asking if he had eaten today's meal.

In front of them was the cheers of the students, full of cheerfulness and enthusiasm, and on the stage was Yan Qiao's mystic skills that she demonstrated in the live broadcast room in the morning.

At this time, she patiently crumpled the teaching little by little, and compared to the other teachers' glances, her teaching was obviously interesting and vivid.

Her occult is stronger, and occasionally interspersed with one of the occult incarnations of the person, using illusion to tell the theory of cause and effect.

The students' discussion gradually stopped, attracted by the mystical arts in her hands, and they looked at the little people and animals running in Yan Qiao's hands, and they were unconsciously fascinated.

The smile on Fu Yong's face disappeared, and he stared directly at Yan Qiao on the stage, "It's really interesting, her mystics are really ancient and long, if I'm not mistaken, no one has opened the collection of the Metaphysics Academy for a long time." ”

Pu Lao also chuckled in his heart, and his surface was silent. "Both are Xuanyuan monks, and most of the inheritances are naturally the same."

Fu Yong's inquiring gaze fell on Yan Qiao, "Is she really a genius secretly cultivated by your Metaphysical Society?" ”

"Don't you bother to worry about the leader?" Qing Ling's voice rang out.

Pu Lao woke up like a dream and found that Fu Yong had just used traction on him.

Yan Qiao's sudden voice also provoked many classmates to look back, and now they happened to see the usually elusive Elder Pu and a strange handsome guy.

"The Xuan Academy invited the leader to come, but it's not for you to bully your own family." Yan Qiao's words were unhurried.

It also made the students who were confused by Fu Yong's appearance come back to their senses all of a sudden, what bullying their own family!?

They suddenly became vigilant, glanced at the old and thin Elder Pu on the side, and immediately made up a scene of the old man being bullied, weak, innocent and pitiful.

In the face of thousands of pairs of vigilant and vigilant gazes, even if he was as calm as Fuyong, he felt like he was in an enemy den.

His eyes sank, and he looked at Yan Qiao on the stage and suddenly smiled, "Your Xuan Academy recognizes this new teacher very much. ”

Hey, the beloved idol was said, this can be endured!

A girl had the audacity to speak, "Don't you recognize Jojo's approval of you!" You are bullied by the old man. ”

"That's it!" This sentence can be regarded as lighting the young man's flame again, staring at him with hostility one by one.

Fu Yong stared at Elder Pu who was pretending to be dead with a smile, and then answered meaninglessly, "Old man? ”

Elder Pu immediately covered his chest, "Oh, hey, my heart hurts, I can't hold it anymore." ”

Luo Yixiu immediately rushed forward, "Grandpa Pu, what's wrong with you, are you okay, oops, you have not recovered from your serious injuries, what can you do if you are angry." ”

Zou Mianmian covered his face and embarrassed Luo Yixiu, can you, the drama spirit, pay attention to your image in front of idols.

Pu Lao stretched out his hand and grabbed Fu Yong's wrist, "Xiao Fu, you have to send me out, right?" ”

The two exchanged glances, Fu Yong saw his purpose, and he slowly pulled away Pu Lao's hand, "This is nature." ”

Luo Yixiu helped Pu Lao and turned his head to Zou Mianmian and compared WiNK.

The people who came to listen to the class today were all the Xuan students of all grades of the Main City Xuan Academy, and the position where Zou Mianmian and Luo Yixiu were sitting was where the Elementary Ninth Stage Class was located.

At this time, several people pulled Zou Mianmian and asked, "Is Old Pu okay?" ”

When Fu Yong was leaving, he glanced at Yan Qiao, and the chill in his eyes was as sharp as a knife.

Yan Qiao chuckled, "Don't worry, Elder Pu is fine, let's continue today's lesson." ”

#明明是因为乔乔的美貌来的, I ended up listening to an ear of metaphysical knowledge!

She gently placed the two villains in the palm of her hand on the stands, "This is an illusion in metaphysics, which can play a role in confusing the enemy when facing the enemy, and if it is used properly, it can even be turned into a killing technique, until the enemy is trapped in it." ”

"Wow!"

For this fresh illusion, many people below were full of novelty, and they excitedly recorded it on the jade slip in their hands, and Yan Qiao's every word was hurriedly engraved in it.

Thirsty for knowledge, this was the conclusion that Yan Qiao had reached at the end of her teaching, and she asked in a low voice when she left the ashram, "When you taught them, didn't you teach some basic spells?" ”

Director Fang shook his head, "I've taught, but those spells are like disobedience when they reach us, and we can't control them at all." ”

Yan Qiao nodded when he heard this, "You show me the spells you have learned." ”

She looked around, "Are there any quiet places, I still have time to observe." ”

"Yes!" Director Fang was a little excited, "Then, am I alone?" ”

Yan Qiao calculated the materialization time for today, and there was still nearly an hour left after the moment of teaching, "The teachers from your academy are all here." ”

"I'll inform them right away, Teacher Yan, please come with me." He suppressed the excitement in his heart and kept telling himself to be calm.

When Lu Qingming received the information, she thought that she had read it wrong, and she was with several other teachers who got up at the same time, and several people looked at each other, "Are you also ......?"

Seeing the nodding of several people in unison, their hearts were as firm as a deer, and they also had a little more hope, if they really could, would metaphysics really come alive in the hands of their generation.

In the dean's room, Fu Yong listened to President Ke's high-sounding words in his ear, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper, "Yan Qiao." ”

As he read these two words, there was a bottomless ink in the depths of his eyes.