As expected.

Except for Yun Baibai, everyone else fled.

Yun Baibai sat on the cushion, the small foot pad covered by the white sock was under the buttocks, and the toes were gently curled up. She nervously looked at Master Cen who walked to the lectern in front of her, praying that the other party would not notice her. She didn't care about the strange looks from the other students, after all, it was indeed too much for one person to occupy four seats, and she knew it in her heart.

There is no way, there are four exchange students, and in the first class, except for themselves, this is no longer to discredit Beiliang Taixue, this is already exposing the nature of Beiliang Taixue.

But who called it Zhou Li? Not to mention skipping class, it is not surprising that even if he suddenly stands at the lectern and says that he is here to be a teacher. Because he is Zhou Li, he can do this kind of thing.

The other students in Beijing all showed surprised expressions after seeing Yun Baibai, in addition to the other party's soft facial features and beautiful posture, the empty seats around Yun Baibai also made her particularly eye-catching. And the most important thing is that the other party is not wearing a red-patterned and white-bottomed student shirt in Beijing, but a washed and somewhat whitish Yunqing robe, and his hair is simply tied into a ponytail with white silk cloth.

There is no sword, no jade pendant or jewelry to set off the identity, the whole person is as clean as a blank piece of paper, and sitting in the corner also seems to be glowing. This is extremely rare in the notoriously expensive Shangjia class, after all, in this class, learning is often not the first place, and the accumulation of contacts is the real goal.

However, because Master Cen had already entered the classroom at this time, they had always been afraid of Master Cen's reputation and did not dare to ask or contact Yun Baibai. I can only wait for the end of class to contact this mysterious girl.

Reaching out and gently patting his cheek, Yun Baibai, who was sitting alone in the corner of the last row, tried to restore his somewhat reddened cheeks. At this time, Master Cen had already noticed this lovely girl who was so beautiful that people wanted to hold her in his arms, as well as the empty seats beside her.

Take a deep breath.

Call~~

After slowly spitting out, Master Cen forcibly calmed down. She picked up the scroll in her hand, and a cold voice rang out throughout the class.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after reading the name, please throw your spirit into the Qi stone. It's still the same, if you want to help each other, you can, if you fool this stone, you will fool me. But if you don't cheat, people who help each other can retake this Lingqi class next year, understand? ”

Obviously, this master who went to Beijing Taixue also has his own means of signing in. Compared with Zhuge Qing's almost open-hanging existence, Master Cen's sign-in method is not perfect, but it is enough to deal with students. After all, ordinary students can't imitate other people's Lingqi, and they can perfectly transport them into Qi.

Master Cen put down the roster in his hand and began to read out the students' names with an indifferent expression. Compared with the enthusiasm when introducing the scenery along the way to Zhou Li and others, Master Cen at this time was more like an old-fashioned and upright master. Every time she pronounced a name, a student would send the Lingqi into the Qi stone in fear, for fear that she would be one step too late.

Master Cen's rules are very simple, Lingqi class, if you can cultivate Lingqi to a sufficient level, you don't care if you help others sign in. But once you don't practice well and still want to be strong, and the Lingqi you convey is identified by the Qi Stone as being transmitted by a person many times, then you can "classmates, hang, it's time to be a dish".

Therefore, when all the names of the students in the original class were called, everyone's eyes focused on Yun Baibai. Master Cen also paused and said:

"The clouds are in vain."

Yun Bai replied in vain, his fingers flicked, and a Lingqi was poured into the Qi stone like this. This special Qi stone immediately emitted a milky white halo, representing that it had recorded the characteristics of the cloud-white Lingqi.

"Tang Guan."

Soon, Master Cen pronounced the name of the first skipping class with a blank face.

Yun Baibai pursed his lips, without much hesitation, his fingers trembled, and with the injection of Lingqi, and the gaze of other students intently, the Qi stone, which was known for its agility, quickly turned jade yellow.

Well?

Master Cen was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that Yun Baibai would really be able to imitate her Lingqi for the first time. She was interested and said, "Zhu Qianyun." ”

As soon as the name came out, the students in the audience suddenly exclaimed in a whisper. This reaction proves that Master Cen recognized Yun Baibai's hand.

And Yun Baibai did not pause at all, after Master Cen said Zhu Qianyun's name, his palms were put together, Lingqi was injected, and the Qi stone was transformed into golden red.

Master Cen raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that Fang Cai had never had any sense of existence, but Yun Baibai, who was like a little daughter-in-law behind Zhou Li, actually had this level of Lingqi control. She thought for a moment, then spoke again:

"Zhou Li."

"Dry hair?"

In the dormitory, Zhou Li raised his head, looked at Tang Guan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed swinging his calves, and said angrily: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"It's going to be fine."

Tang Guan tilted his head and tried to kick Zhou Li's ass with his crystal bare feet, but failed because his legs were not long enough, "Let's skip the first class when we come up, right?" ”

"I told you, Master Cen's class roll call is based on Lingqi, as long as Yun Baibai can simulate three Lingqi at the same time, we can be safe."

Zhou Li squatted on the ground and tinkered with something, and said without raising his head.

"Will it work?"

Tang Wan was a little worried, "Simulating three irrelevant Lingqi, this is not a small difficulty, at least I can't do it." ”

"Nonsense, do you dare to reveal your Qi spirit?"

Zhou Li glanced at Tang Guan, "If your thing is revealed, it will be scary than if I take off my pants in public." ”

"But you're really going to take off your pants in public."

Tang Guan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Fuck off, uncle."

Zhou Li scolded briefly, then sighed and said, "Don't worry, do you know what Yunbai's Qi Spirit is?" ”

"Huh?"

Tang Wan suddenly became curious, "I really don't know this." ”

"The Witch."

Zhou Li said without raising his head.

"I'm Zhangyu, please explain these four words to me."

Tang Guan didn't have the slightest disdain, and openly exposed that he didn't know this kind of thing.

"In order to seek good weather and eliminate disasters and ghosts, the ancient tribes are looking for women with pure minds and extremely beautiful appearances to soothe the heavens with beautiful dancing postures, and attract ghosts, nature, and spiritual methods to attach to the masks of ghosts and gods, so that the women who perform the opera can gain the power to communicate with heaven and earth."

Throwing the shovel aside, Zhou Li wiped a handful of sweat, paused, and continued: "To put it bluntly, Yun Baibai can imitate you and my Lingqi, as well as ancient gods and witches, and even communicate with ghosts and gods in a dancing posture. So imitating a few of us to sign a contract is easy for Yun Baibai, so you don't have to worry. ”

"So what the hell are you doing?"

Looking at the big hole in the dormitory, Tang Wan asked puzzledly: "After talking for a long time, what are you doing here?" ”

"Can't see it?"

Zhou Li admired his masterpiece, pinched his waist, and said with emotion: "At first glance, you are not a pure Baijing master like Qianyun. ”

"Of course I'm digging Dididi, Didi, Di

"Why are you still singing?" (End of chapter)