Lin Heng found a seat in the corner and sat down cross-legged.

However, many Rao eyes would inadvertently glance at Lin Heng's location, which made Lin Heng very puzzled.

There were a few girls who moved to sit next to him.

It was originally a very remote and unpopular position, but it has become a popular seat.

This sudden change made Lin Heng frown, and his heart seemed to be overturned, he couldn't figure it out.

Lin Heng was silent, sitting calmly, and even more closed his eyes, as if he was sitting in a place where no one was around.

The number of people in the hall increased, and the seats were almost full. Of the hundreds of students attending the class, two-thirds were women. And they all sat close to Lin Heng's position.

From time to time, some girls would inadvertently glance at Lin Heng.

At this time, a woman sitting in front of Lin Heng suddenly turned around, her posture was graceful and graceful. A floral scent came to his nose, and he was wearing a pleated white dress.

She looked at Lin Heng and smiled. Suddenly, he said: "Hello classmate, I see that you are so young, you should be a junior, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Heng opened his eyes and saw a beautiful woman who greeted him.

Lin Heng bowed slightly, smiled, and said politely: "I am a freshman, please advise." ”

Hearing the word "new student", the girls around were overjoyed and hustle with each other. Talking to each other.

The woman smiled in surprise and said softly, "Freshman, wow, I've been enrolled for three years, and I'm your senior sister." Dare to ask classmates, is there a Taoist couple? I think junior brother, your appearance is outstanding, you can be described as a fairy and handsome, and many people should pursue it. ”

She stared at Lin Heng inadvertently, and the two dimples on the side of her mouth were very charming.

The women in this world are too bold and free, and they are too outspoken to be resistible. There is no such thing as being reserved.

Lin Hengwen was gentle and elegant, smiled politely, and replied: "Senior sister praises falsely, as for the Taoist couple, there is a fiancée." ”

Hearing his fiancée, the surrounding girls were suddenly overshadowed and sullen. Shaking his head in disappointment, he sighed lightly.

However, everyone's eyes still stayed on Lin Heng.

The woman sighed lightly and said, "It's a pity, the junior brother has been attacked by a woman at a young age, could it be a doll parent?"

Lin Heng calmly replied: "No." ”

Looking at these women, Lin Heng was full of suspicion. Shouldn't the world be about beauty, and shouldn't it be advocating strength? The strong are respected, and the weak are ants.

Touching the scene is reminiscent. Lin Heng remembered the peak life of the sought-after when he was a student. The god of cooking, handsome and tall appearance, caused a lot of chasing "constant" frenzy at that time.

Suddenly, the woman leaned over, looked at me with a crane, and asked, "Senior brother, what do you think I look like?"

This sudden question made Lin Heng embarrassed, and he didn't know how to respond for a while, "Uh... This..."

"What, is it possible that Senior Sister was born ugly?" she stared at me suddenly, with three points of doubt and seven points of resentment in her eyes.

The death gaze made Lin Heng feel terrified.

The desire to survive summoned the praise in my heart, which made Lin Heng talk eloquently, and said sincerely: "No, no, senior sister is as beautiful as a flower, not ugly." ”

Hearing this, she smiled, covered her mouth and smiled, endlessly shy.

Seeing this, Lin Heng breathed a sigh of relief, women are really strange creatures, no matter which world it is.

Suddenly, she stared at me again and asked sincerely, "Then do you like me?"

"Huh? this..."

Hearing this, Lin Heng took it. Feelings are child's play, how can there be any love at first sight, it is clearly an uprising. There won't be a method of collecting yang and supplementing yin in this world, otherwise why would she be so eager to be loved.

What's even more embarrassing is that the surrounding women also surrounded them, and they all pounced like wolves and tigers, "Senior brother, what do you think of me?"

And I... And I...

The scene was once frenzied. Lin Heng's face was red, and he couldn't wait to escape from this place.

The men in the hall looked at Lin Heng in the corner. Seeing Lin Heng being courted by a woman like this, he couldn't help but blush and be jealous. is also a man, but this charm is very different.

"Be quiet, no noise in the hall!" At this time, an old man walked in from the temple door. The old man has crane hair and a rickety posture. He scolded solemnly, and his face was very grim.

The moment the words fell, everyone was ready for a moment, and they all sat back in their places. My Fair Lady, sitting dignifiedly, without the frenzy and emotion just now.

Only Lin Heng was stunned, standing in place with a blank expression. His hair was sharp, his face was red, and his eyes were sad.

He underestimated this group of women, which was no worse than the group of people in the county.

The old man inadvertently glanced at Lin Heng, frowned slightly, and walked to the front of the order to give a lecture.

"In today's lesson, let's analyze a painting wall!"

The old man's voice is like the sound of empty valley feet, pleasant to the ear. When I heard it, there were no distracting thoughts in my mind, only this sound lingered in my mind

Lin Heng changed his dazed state, cheered up, and concentrated on the old man. He exhaled deeply, wiped the peach blossom marks on his face, and returned to immaturity.

At this time, the old man took out a painting wall. This wall is fifty inches, not big, no. The content of the depiction is a landscape landscape, each stroke has a divine meaning, and each stroke contains mental power.

The old man said indifferently: "This painting wall is the Drunken Man's Pavilion, which is from the pen of a fifty-order telekinetic monk. This painting was obtained from a monk when the old man traveled. ”

He also said: "The old man has been enlightened for ten times in a row before he can analyze it. So, I'm going to analyze this painting for you today. ”

When the words fell, everyone was amazed.

Fifty-order telekinesis, that is comparable to the existence of the fourth realm of the qi realm, and the whole Kunlun can't find one. The dean of the Academy, according to the forty-seventh order of mental power.

Created by a high-level telekinesis, this painting is extraordinary.

Someone complained: "Teacher, the level of this painting is too high, and we will inevitably let the teacher play the piano to the cow at this stage." ”

"Yes, teacher. From the pen of the Fifty-Order Nianshi, it is simply a book for us. ”

Hearing this, the old man calmed down and said solemnly: "Quiet! This painting is indeed a high-level, but as long as you have a good understanding, you will be able to understand the clues, and then your mental power will increase by one or two orders." ”

1-2 Order?!

That's definitely enough absorbency.

Everyone kept silent and concentrated on painting Zheng

Unfortunately, the mural is a landscape painting in them, and they cannot understand the connotation and structure of the painting.

"The old man will give you a pillar of incense to have time to contempt, and I will ask someone to answer after a pillar of incense. ”

When the words fell, there was an invisible tension in the hall. Everyone was engrossed in the painting, and they didn't even blink their eyes.

There is a pavilion in the mountain, and there is a drunkard in the pavilion, so the drunkard pavilion.

The waterfall in front of the mountain, the water is murmuring, so it is called the landscape.

Every pen and ink on the wall of the painting is in good condition, and the whole painting contains more than 40 steps. If the telekinesis is lower than the 40th step, it is a landscape painting at a glance, and if the telekinesis is higher than the 40th step, it is a real scene imprinted in the painting.

A pillar of incense passed quickly, and everyone had no clue, and they even suspected that the painting was an ordinary mural.

...

To be continued