"After class, today's homework is this formula, and I will hand it in three days, and I will have to solve the problem∫ I don't want to see anyone copy the wrong name again." Qinglian put away the books on the podium, hugged them in her arms and left the classroom.

"What's the hell!" a group of teenagers sat down and pouted, then looked at the formula projected on the wall in front of them, and let out a frenzied, hair-grabbing scream.

"Ahhh

"Oh, the wailing of the defeated dog is really beautiful!" Qinglian maintained an elegant smile and walked around the campus.

"I just like to see you want to kill me but you can't help it. ”

"This time the question is still too simple, but it should be gradual, so that they don't complain, and next time you can use a more difficult one. ”

Turning the corner, I just saw a delicate girl in white clothes.

"You're still alive!" Tonglan saw Qinglian, and immediately pulled the corners of her mouth, as if smiling.

"You haven't graduated yet?" Qinglian finished speaking, and saw that Tonglan's expression on the other side was completely frozen.

"I hope there will be a day when you will be issued a graduation certificate!" Qinglian pursed her lips and chuckled as she passed by Tonglan.

It wasn't until Qinglian had been gone for a long time that Tonglan let out a series of frantic screams.

"You can't fight her. Shi Dang always maintained a calm expression on the side before he spoke.

"Humph!"

"And you can't beat her!" Shi Dang continued to thrust again.

"Shi Kang, I'll fight with you!"

Chasing back to the research room frantically, Tonglan twitched her forehead and sighed: "When are we going to graduate!"

"Soon, won't you graduate next year? It's just a year away! The girl not far away frowned and said, although it was a consolation, but she was also full of entanglements when she mentioned this matter.

"Effect, middle school, college, and then graduate school, God knows what will happen after graduate school, I feel like I won't be able to last until the day of graduation, I can't see spasms at all, and when you graduate, remember to ask your grandson to burn my graduation certificate to me. ”

Xu Peng covered his head and squatted on the ground and sighed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and they obviously touched everyone's pain points.

"Have you calculated the engine data for the Spreading Wings 112? Who told you to be lazy?" Tonglan was in an even worse mood, and immediately vented her anger on the others.

Qinglian put the lesson plan back in the office, and took a pair of rose-red metal half-rimmed glasses to send out the letter.

is different from the glasses lady who has a five-meter accident and does not distinguish between humans and animals, she is completely because she is good-looking.

I found a noodle shop outside the school, which sold potato flour or sweet potato flour stew.

After eating, I started to do a little nothing, walked to a corner outside the campus, and looked at the students who were calling home in a public phone booth, a little dazed.

Life here is good, there is not so much mess, just take classes and study the math you like.

But beyond that, she can feel a little lonely.

After all, as long as people are human, there is a need for socialization.

I want to make a phone call like those people, but I don't know who to call, family, no. Friends, no.

There used to be one of the partners, Su Qing, but he didn't want to get a call from himself

Qinglian had a slight self-deprecating smile on her face, compared to others, it was more interesting to quarrel with those students, but she could feel that she was not alone.

While laughing at himself, he noticed a few strange people walking in the distance.

The body is not a customary garment that belongs to any place, first a white robe, and the other half of the body is a piece of red cloth sewn together, and then put on the body.

Behind him were several robes made of gray and black cloth, which looked like beggars mending their pimples.

However, these people are different, they are very clean, and they are all bald, which is quite rare outside the ancient clan.

Anyway, Qinglian only knew one such bald head, not only was he bald, he didn't even have eyebrows, and he couldn't see any hair on the exposed skin on his body.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the donor!" The bald heads suddenly stopped when they passed by Qinglian's side, and the bald head that looked clear and delicate at first suddenly saluted.

Qinglian suddenly remembered who these people were, it was a very prosperous sect called Buddhism in the Land of Heavenly Scenery, and it seemed that there was some unclear relationship with Prince Zhao.

Over the years, the development of the land of heaven has been very prosperous, and even the students from the land of heaven in the academy have a few who believe in this religion.

"What's the matter?" Qinglian looked at the delicate monk in front of her, with a question mark on her head.

The poor monk saw that the donor paid a little attention to the poor monk and others, and it was fate to meet, so he talked to the donor for a few words. ”

"Meeting is fate?" asked Qinglian rhetorically.

"Otherwise, in this vast sea of people, why did the poor monks and others meet the donor, why did the donor pay attention to us and others, and why did you and I talk here?" Xingruo said with a smile.

"Heh!" Qinglian tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Then there must be a lot of people in this fate." ”

"Why not?" said Xingruo with a smile. "Destined people, poor people, who can tell the things in this world? I can't break through the fog in my heart, and my body is like a fish in the water, but it is difficult to know myself. ”

Qinglian just wanted to refute, but her expression suddenly moved, and she realized something in her heart.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "Do you have something to say?"

"Just a lie. Xingruo smiled and finished speaking, folded together, and said goodbye.

Qing Lian saw the backs of a few people leaving, and the inexplicable sense of loneliness before disappeared, and the sense of alienation between the whole person and the surroundings also decreased.

"Really, the donor?" a monk behind Xingruo suddenly spoke, a little confused, not knowing what kind of Zen opportunity Xingruo Fangcai's words were.

"Someone who is destined!" Xingruo chuckled.

"I've seen the Buddha!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's too big!" Ren Baqian looked at the beautiful monk who looked like he was about twenty in front of him, and said with a smile.

Back then, that type was still quite likable, but I haven't seen it for many years, and it's so big.

"It's all appearances. Xingruo smiled.

"Since it's an appearance, how did this dress turn white?" Ren Baqian pointed to Xingruo's monk's robe.

"Because it's so good-looking!" said Xingruo, of course.

Ren Baqian was shocked by his straightforward appearance.

"Poor monks don't look at the skin, but others do. Xingruo then laughed.

This delicate monk in white clothes and a sloppy monk in a hundred clothes, can this be compared?

Ren Baqian was dumbfounded, and then laughed, if this line of work is very unpredictable, no wonder it has made such a big situation in the land of heavenly views.

With the chaos and ** of the original Tianjing Land, as well as the support of Ren Baqian, in the past ten years, Buddhism has spread to almost the entire Tianjing Land, with millions of believers, and even dozens of temples.

At that time, a model who was less than ten years old had made such a big situation in the past ten years, which was really amazing.

Moreover, the model is also widely set up in the endless collection, and the things donated by believers to the temple are stored in the endless collection, and if there is a natural disaster**, or someone is difficult to make a living, it will be taken out from it to help ordinary people.

This also allowed Buddhism to expand even more rapidly.

However, there are also many drawbacks, people's hearts are unpredictable, although the style is good-intentioned, but there are also some monks who fill their pockets and make a lot of profits.

This is what he knew from the report of the Governor's Mansion.