Chapter 300: Teacher Gu, aren't you cold?

Shi Ling: "Fake, optical illusion. ”

Fang Songzhao gnawed on the small biscuit, the biscuit crumbs fell straight away, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "Shi Ling, why are you like Luo Kite, full of materialism?" ”

Shi Ling: "The world is material, and science and technology are the primary productive forces. You give me a let, I'm going to brush up on the questions. ”

Fang Songzhao stared at her, "Something is wrong, Shi Ling, you can't be possessed by Luo Kite, right?" Love to learn so much? ”

Su Xingwan passed by and said, "She is waiting to finish brushing the set of comprehensive papers, and find Luo Yuan to learn the Heyunguan spell." ”

Since the last live broadcast in Mei's Pet Hospital, after the senior brother of Heyunguan Mei Nanluo revealed his hand to translate the beast language, the number of tourists in Cloud City has surged recently, and they are all going to Heyunguan to apprentice and cultivate immortals.

But they were all rejected by the chief of Linfeng Dao, "There is no immortal fate, don't force it".

Of course, there are second-year teenagers on the Internet who run to the account of the chief of Linfeng Road all day long and shout "My life is up to me, not to the sky".

Su Xingwan didn't have much interest in cultivating immortals, she felt that the life of a wealthy mortal with brocade clothes and jade food was very good now. Moreover, Gu Jiayi's matter also gave her some warning, and forcibly intervening in a world that does not belong to her may have some bad consequences.

Shi Ling's existence made her realize that there was infinite darkness hidden under the glitz of this world, but she had no intention of exploring, she just wanted to continue to eat, drink and have fun without heart and lungs.

Moreover, even a scholar like Luo Yuan, as the senior sister of Heyunguan, grew up in Heyunguan since she was a child, she has no cultivation talent, and can only memorize various tricks, so she still forgets it. Anyway, Shi Ling will learn it.

That's what most people in Class 10 think. Moreover, what if you understand metaphysics, Shi Ling doesn't have to take the college entrance examination as hard as them, and he can't repeat the exam. So they'd better take the college entrance examination.

"I know I don't get out of the way. I have an enemy in the underworld, and if I don't learn more spells, I can only die for you. Shi Ling said and made a tilted head, rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and made a dead expression.

Everyone thought she was joking, and laughed.

Fang Songzhao handed her a small biscuit, "Master Shi Ling, you are the master of metaphysics with the most fans on the whole network, physical exorcism, chemical excess, which ghost doesn't have long eyes and dares to hit your head?" ”

Shi Ling's expression was exaggerated, and he danced and simulated: "If you hit me on the head, you will almost pinch my neck." You don't know, what kind of ghost king, fallen angel, can't be beaten, can't be beaten at all. ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Fang Songzhao almost wrote the words "I don't read much, don't lie to me" on his face.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded behind her, "Student Shi Ling, it seems that you haven't seen a psychiatrist for a long time." ”

Shi Ling turned his head and saw Gu Xiuji, a psychology teacher.

He wears gold-framed glasses, a white shirt, delicate and sexy collarbones, and looks as tall as a bamboo, with clear and elegant eyebrows. With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly buttoned the jeweled cufflinks, his fingers slender and his bones distinct.

Su Xingwan likes this kind of gentle and noble handsome guy, and holds her face: "Teacher Gu is so handsome." ”

Shi Ling looked at the snow outside the window, gathered his panda scarf, and asked Gu Xiuji very suspiciously, "Teacher Gu, aren't you cold?" ”

Yu Shen in the front row couldn't help but chuckle, and looked at Gu Xiuji's gaze with a slight mockery. Peacock opens the screen.

The north wind blew into the classroom, Su Xingwan's pink bubbles all burst, she looked at Gu Xiuji, who was thinly dressed, and couldn't help but hiss, "It's weirdly cold." ”

Gu Xiuji's smile stiffened slightly, and he silently put on the black coat on the back of the chair. (End of chapter)