Chapter 259: I'm too good at articulation!
Lingering stone, the miraculous invention of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhou Li has always felt that the Ming in this world is very unusual, in addition to the damn not dead, the most important thing is all kinds of strange inventions.
For example, the feudal social road system Gaoma Station that shocked Zhou Li greatly, the imperial power of the separation of powers is the prime minister's cabinet system of your two fathers, and the shadow stone that Zhou Li thinks can be called the fifth great invention.
The Lingering Stone, which appears to be a stone, is actually a specially processed metal cube with a special layer of mineral panels that can record the sound, light, and images in front of the user. This thing looks unremarkable, but it has a magical feature.
The degree of development of this thing is related to the user's Lingqi or Immortal Qi.
Just like Zhou Li's use of the Gram Stone, at most he can do ordinary shooting, if he works hard, he may be able to mix the title of Edison Zhou. But Zhuge Qing is different, the shadow stone in her hand has surpassed Zhou Li's cognitive scope, and even his experience in the shadow stone over the years is super bad.
At first, everyone thought that this would be a boring photography lesson, nothing more than composition or shooting skills, and it would be almost enough to put two pictures and make a light curtain. But no one expected that the theme of Zhuge Qing's first class would be so explosive.
"The next thing I'm going to explain to you is how to use the Lingering Stone to shoot disembodied ghosts and kill them after concretization, referred to as practice to bring true knowledge."
Looking at Zhuge Qing, who was getting better, and the students in the audience with astonishment and reverence written on their faces, Zhou Li's expression was extremely exciting.
It's broken, this stone really made Zhuge Qing understand.
Soon, Zhuge Qing expressed "atheism" by quoting Gui Daozi's resentment, that is, "no matter what kind of ghost or god it is, as long as you shoot it with a shadow stone and use Lingqi to embody the other party, you can directly destroy the other party."
It's silly to listen to the students in the audience.
Beiliang Taixue is rich and colorful, but this level of ruthlessness is the first time they have seen it.
"Zhuge Dao ChangΒ·Β·Β· He's really knowledgeable. β
After the bell rang for the end of class, Zhuge Qing waved his hand, and the photo stone was included in her small world, and then left in a dashing manner, leaving a free and easy back for the shocked Beiliang students.
Yun Bai watched Zhuge Qing leave, his eyes full of admiring little stars.
"yes..."
Zhou Li rubbed his jaw, as if he was thinking about something. Zhuge Qing's action of putting the Lingering Stone into a small world gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had forgotten something, which was very strange.
"Will there be any classes in a while?"
Taking off the adhesive tape from his eyelids and rubbing his eyes, Tang Guan looked at Zhou Likou and asked, "Can I go back to lie down now?" β
"You find a coffin, I will carry you and let you lie down every day."
Zhou Li, who was interrupted from his train of thought, said angrily.
"Really?!"
Tang Wan was overjoyed, and was later captured by Zhu Qianyun into his arms, soft and full, unbearable and humiliated.
"I still have a weekly etiquette lesson."
Yun Baibai raised his hand obediently like a primary school student, and said weakly.
"Escape, go back to the dormitory and rest."
Zhou Li saw what Yun Baibai was worried about, and said: "This time, I will treat you as if I kidnapped you, I will take care of the affairs in the class, you rest honestly, and if you don't rest well, I will tear up the ticket." β
"Rip the ticket!"
Like a frightened little rabbit, Yun Baibai tensed his body, pretending to be scared and asked, "How do you tear up the ticket?" β
"Why are you asking so much?"
Zhou Li rubbed Yun Baibai's head, but Yun Baibai did not resist at all, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked at an angle that Zhou Li couldn't see.
"Gone."
Zhu Qianyun slipped away and Tang Guan, who was about to buy a half-price coffin from Ying Kite, followed Zhou Li, while Yun Baibai subconsciously stood beside Zhou Li, step by step, and followed him carefully.
After leaving the class, Zhou Li was just about to go to the cafeteria to see how many combinations of rice noodles and rice could be arranged, when several people came up.
Outside the classroom, the five male students in the Lizi class stood on their way, staring at Zhou Li and his party. When they saw that they were following Zhou Li, the corners of their mouths were hooked from time to time, and their eyebrows and eyes were crooked, the words in the throats of these people almost stuck them directly.
As the cloud god of the word class, Yun Baibai never talks to any man alone on weekdays, and he always looks gentle and graceful on weekdays. In their eyes, Yun Baibai is the snow lotus on the high mountain, the untouchable white moonlight, the all-knowing and all-powerful cloud god, not to mention pursuing her, even being friends with her is just wishful thinking.
And this beast named Zhou Zhou actually let the cloud god follow him like a small animal, talk to him within two meters, and even show such a cute smile.
The sin is the worst!
"Yunshen, the teacher over there in the Huanyi Academy said that he wanted you to go."
A student was innumerable Zhou Li, he walked in front of Yun Baibai, and as soon as he was halfway through his mouth, Zhou Li on the side stood in front of Yun Baibai and looked at each other calmly.
"The new kid."
The student in the Lizi class is named Wang Hui, and as the deputy supervisor, he took a step forward and said, "What are you going to do in the Lizi class?" β
"Pretty smart."
Zhou Li looked at Wang Hui in front of him and said with interest: "It seems that the Lizi class is not all stupid." β
"What the hell are you going to do?"
Seeing Zhou Li talking about him, Wang Hui was a little embarrassed.
Yun Baibai on the side wanted to say something, but Zhu Qianyun gently grabbed her and shook his head at her.
"The deputy supervisor of the departing class?"
Zhou Li glanced at Wang Hui's waist card and asked calmly, "Let me ask you, where is the Huanyi Courtyard of Taixue in Beiliang?" β
"Northwest corner."
Wang Hui replied quickly.
"How much is it at a time, how many people do I need to find twenty-six pieces of clothes, and how long does it take to get them after a practical class?"
Wang Hui was stunned.
"How could I possibly know that?"
Wang Hui was puzzled: "Isn't this kind of thing something that the Huanyi Academy has to consider?" β
"Retract the preface."
Zhou Li frowned, and casually threw Wang Hui into the pile. He looked at Wang Hui, who was unwilling, and said indifferently: "The current departure class is a jar of sauce, and there are only rotten maggots in it. β
"You!"
Wang Hui's eyes showed anger, and he said in a deep voice: "You insulted the best class in Beiliang, and it is also the trigger where you are. I read that you are a newcomer, and I don't understand what the three words of the word class mean, so you can take back this sentence now, and do a review in the class, and spare you for the time being. β
Wang Hui stared at Zhou Li deadly, he could tolerate the other party asking him questions as if he was questioning, but he couldn't stand Zhou Li insulting his class.
"I didn't expect that."
Suddenly, Zhou Li sighed, and said to himself helplessly: "There are really people who regard these three words as glory." β
Wang Hui frowned, and was about to say something, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and a whirlwind swept through his mind. When he came back to his senses, he had been pressed to the ground by Zhou Li's backhand, and his knees were firmly against his back.
"Classic joint technique, California throat locking."
Zhou Li looked at Wang Hui, who was at a loss, and asked with a sneer, "What?" You can't breathe anymore? β
(End of chapter)