Chapter 25: Chinese people know kung fu! 【Ask for collection and follow-up】
After explaining the situation just now, Luo Yu went back to the dormitory.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Ma Mingbo lying on the table, looking listless.
"Woo woo, boss, you're finally back!"
When Ma Mingbo heard that the door of the dormitory was opened, he pounced directly, took the lunch box in Luo Yu's hand, and devoured it after opening it.
It can be seen that the child is really hungry.
"There was a little accident on the way." Luo Yu touched his nose.
I was shot and said it was a small accident, so it should be fine, right?
Luo Yu, who had exhausted his true qi, felt like he had just finished ten kilometers, and he felt like his body had been hollowed out, so he went to bed after a simple wash, and soon fell asleep.
early morning
On a new day, starting with a set of tai chi, this has become Luo Yu's habit.
"Whew~"
Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Luo Yu only felt refreshed, and the true qi in his body had recovered to its peak.
Just about to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, Luo Yu accidentally glanced at the time.
7:56
"Seven-fifty-six..."
"Wait! Some?! ”
Luo Yu usually wakes up around seven o'clock, and when he opened his eyes today, he didn't pay attention, thinking that he had just gotten up at seven o'clock.
"I thought the old horse would be diligent once."
Luo Yu remembered that about ten minutes ago, when he had just started cultivating, Ma Mingbo told him to go to class, and he didn't care about it at that time.
"It's over, it's over, the white devil's class, if you are late, you will suffer an old sin."
A graceful figure appeared in his mind, but Luo Yu did not feel happy at all, but shivered.
That woman is terrible!
didn't bother to look for the stairs, opened the window to observe, there was no monitoring at this location, Luo Yu jumped down directly and landed on the lawn.
Luo Yu was full of firepower, and the wind under his feet turned into a human lightning bolt and ran towards the classroom.
At this time, two students walking side by side in the park, one with white skin and red skin, blonde hair and blue eyes, chatted with the people next to him in broken Chinese.
"Listen to your Huaxia Rendu Confucius, is this a needle?"
The people on the side laughed: "This is all the stereotype of you foreigners, in fact, there are not many kung fu people in Huaxia, and most of them are showcases for performance." ”
As the two were talking, they saw a person kicking the ground with one foot, jumping several meters, as if Ling Bo was walking slightly, and disappeared from sight in just a few seconds.
The foreign student's eyes widened, and he pointed to the back and exclaimed, "Confucius! It's Confucius! ”
You also said that the Chinese people don't know kung fu!
It's all about to fly, isn't it kung fu?
The Huaxia student on the side took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes vigorously, revealing three points of confusion in his eyes.
Could it be that the only Chinese people who don't know kung fu are me?
And Luo Yu didn't know at this time that he gathered his true qi and rushed to class, which would make a foreigner deepen the stereotype that Chinese people know kung fu.
Just when there were more than ten seconds left before eight o'clock, Luo Yu finally arrived at the classroom.
However, as soon as I entered the door, I almost collided with someone, but fortunately, the brakes were fast enough, which avoided a disaster.
Bumping into someone with his current body is almost the same as hitting someone with a car.
When I looked closely, under the sun, a woman with snow-white skin and as fresh as a lily was looking at him with a stopwatch in her slender fingers.
Her long hair was like a waterfall, soft and shiny, and the sun was dancing on the ends.
The appearance is stunning, the eyes are like stars, the delicate cheeks, as if carved from white jade, reveal a noble and elegant temperament, wearing a simple and generous, white shirt with a pair of blue jeans, refreshing and pleasant.
But seeing such a beauty, Luo Yu was not happy at all.
Especially the smile on this woman's face, which made Luo Yu feel like he was being targeted by Sadako.
"Good morning, Teacher Xue." Luo Yu smiled, hiding his weakness, and was about to pass by the woman sideways.
Xue Wanyang, because of her snow-white skin, her style of action can be described as vicious, known as the White Devil, her class has the lowest absenteeism rate in the whole school, and in the entire Cangshi, no one dares to touch his moldy head.
Because Xue Wanyang was born in Miaojiang, there was a skipping school to play games in an Internet café before, and the next day he said that he dreamed that his grandmother was going to kill herself, so many people thought that she would be Gu.
There is a saying circulating in the post bar that Master Cangshi would rather offend the principal than offend Xue Wanyang.
If she hadn't taught Luo Yu a compulsory major, he would definitely be far away from this woman.
"Early." Xue Wanyang said lightly.
Her voice is low, not unpleasant, and has the charm of a mature woman.
casually found a place to sit down, Luo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he ran fast, but if he was a few seconds late, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Xue Wanyang walked to the podium, more than 1.7 meters tall, and could easily see the every move of everyone in the classroom.
Glancing at it casually, seeing that no one was absent from class, Xue Wanyang put down the stopwatch in his hand and began to lecture.
Luo Yu was surprised to find that he seemed to be hanging up today, and all the obscure knowledge that used to be was remembered in his mind today.
"Does cultivating immortals still have this effect?"
Thinking about it, cultivating an immortal is not just a simple forging of the physical body, but also a strengthened spirit, just like his five senses that have been strengthened, which are beyond the scope of ordinary people.
Others are different, as we all know that when you listen to a piece of text that you don't understand at all, you get bored and get sleepy.
Gradually, many people in the classroom were drowsy, but in Xue Wanyang's class, no one dared to sleep, and they were all holding on to their spirits.
"Okay, that's all for today's class, I'll write a question, and then click on the name to answer it."
After Xue Wanyang finished speaking, he turned around and wrote a long list of words on the blackboard, which was a multiple-choice question.
[In Griffiths's transformation experiment with Pneumococcus, non-virulent live R bacteria were mixed with S bacteria that were heated to death and injected into mice, and toxic live S-type bacteria were isolated from mice.
Among the following conjectures based on existing biological knowledge, it is unreasonable ()
A. The toxicity of S-type bacteria may be related to capsular polysaccharides compared to R-type bacteria
B. The DNA of S-type bacteria can enter the cells of R-type bacteria to direct the synthesis of proteins
c. Heating kills S-type bacteria to cause loss of protein function while DNA function may not be affected
D. The DNA of type S bacteria is treated with DNase and mixed with type R bacteria to obtain type S bacteria.
Obviously, I know these words when I take them out, but after piecing them together into a question, I can't understand them at all, which is a true portrayal of many people in the classroom.
"Luo Yu, you can answer." Xue Wanyang smiled and looked at Luo Yu.
"I knew it."
Luo Yu knew that the White Devil was not so easy to let go of himself, and he would definitely make some moves.