Teacher for a day

Chapter 57 I won't say, but you understand

Chen Changyan smiled.

If Da Mo took the blood-sucking princess as the starting point and worked hard to investigate, he might still be found.

However, if Xie Duan is used as the starting point...

That's embarrassing, I'm afraid I won't be able to find out about him for the rest of my life.

Because, from the moment when the Blood Demon Sect sent people sneaking in and had a perverted mind about his yin and yang blood, to the time when he and Tao Zibaili rushed to make trouble in the Blood Demon Sect... The whole thing, no matter the cause or the aftermath, did not happen at all. In this world where the desert is located.

"I can assure you, I won't find it." Chen Changyan calmed down the nurse's worries first.

"You avoided the first question, that is to say, you had a fake diarrhea that day." Xiao Mo said immediately.

"..." Chen Changyan was very depressed.

Why is a little nurse so smart?Why can't there be more vases around him?
Oh, Taozi is a vase with no brains.

But that vase seems to be made of reinforced concrete.

"So, you went to the hospital that day for other reasons, and you didn't want that desert officer to know..." Xiao Mo thought deeply.

Chen Changyan smiled, he felt that he had the right to remain silent at this moment.

"If you don't speak, it means you agree." Xiao Mo held his chin and looked at him curiously, "Brother Changyan, I suddenly discovered that you have a lot of secrets. I think everything is related to you. But I feel like everything has nothing to do with you."

"Just tell me, what do you think is related to me?" Chen Changyan dragged a dining chair over and sat down, gnawing on an apple.

"Then, let's talk about it from the beginning... Vampire?" Xiao Mo observed his expression.

It had nothing to do with me at first, but later it became closely related to me... Chen Changyan touched his nose and smiled.

Well, it has already been intimately embedded in my body.

Xiao Mo smiled, and asked again: "A time traveler?"

I am indeed a time traveler, but I wear it back and forth every day, so it’s like not wearing it...Chen Changyan still touched his nose and smiled.

"Telmisartan hydrochlorothiazide tablets and Xie Duan's death, although you said that you can't be found, it must be related to you." Xiaomo continued, "It's useless for you to refute, I don't believe there are so many coincidences in the world .”

Oh, this is really related to me, basically I killed it myself, and even saved one of my students... Chen Changyan continued to touch his nose and smile.

Chen Changyan didn't say a word.

However, Xiao Mo already got the answer she wanted from his smile.

"Okay, I got it," Xiao Mo raised his phone and said, "Brother Changyan, next time you encounter something like this, you should still send me a WeChat message."

"Well, I'll bring you milk tea." Chen Changyan replied with a smile.

"Big cup." Xiao Mo smiled triumphantly, "Anyway, no matter how many secrets you have...the biggest one is in my phone."

"..." Chen Changyan thought of the night when Xiao Mo recorded the ghost press, and instantly broke his defense.

After speaking, Xiao Mo hummed a song, picked up his clothes, and went to work.

Chen Changyan sat on the chair and ate the apple silently.

Then, a message from Li Siqian popped up on the phone.

"Mr. Chen, you may not believe me, I can't wait for the time travel tonight. Because, I can start cultivating immortals!"

"Pfft." Chen Changyan spat out an apple core, and thought, Fang Ji can do it, and get rid of Li Siqian so quickly?
Of course, Chen Changyan didn't know that Fang Ji originally planned to observe Li Siqian more first, and then find a suitable opportunity to talk about accepting apprentices in a gentle and formal way.

But this time, it was Li Siqian who took care of Fang Ji.

……

The world Chen Changyan lives in is now extremely quiet and peaceful. Although his sect and the Blood Demon Sect are undercurrents, on the surface it looks even more peaceful than before.

The rain is about to come, and there is no feeling that the wind is over the building.

The wind chimes on the eaves were motionless.

So, after he returned to Wan Xiaozong, he brought Chen Ah San and Chen Ah Si to do their homework for a few days.

Li Siqian was still traveling with Fang Ji, but returned slowly.

There is no one in Wan Xiaozong who dares to disturb him.

Everyone already knew that without their knowledge, their eldest son took Tao Zi and ran to the Blood Demon Sect silently without saying a word, and killed Luo Gangzi, the son of the elder of the outer sect, at the wedding banquet.

As for Xie Duan, Chen Changyan's first target, his name was not even mentioned.

Last time in the sect, the eldest son stormed up in the middle of the night and even caught four lurkers from the blood demon sect, which already made everyone in the sect admire him.

But who would have thought that this would not relieve the anger, and the eldest son would directly kill the Blood Demon Sect before giving up.

Chen Changyan was walking on the mountain road these days, not to mention ordinary disciples, even the elders of the inner and outer sects lowered their hands when they saw him, and retreated to the side.

No one in the Wan Xiao Sect questioned the re-division of the inner and outer sects according to the "theory of realm".

Just because it was proposed by Chen Changyan.

"When the sect exam is over, there should be a big fight between us and the Blood Demon Sect." The two inner sect disciples looked at the back of Chen Changyan who was going away, and silently clenched their fists.

The Zongmen Exam is inevitable.

If they want to stay in the inner sect, they have to work harder.

……

The days of writing questions day and night passed very quickly, and it was Friday in a flash.

When Chen Changyan walked into the office in the morning, he saw Xie Kuyan flipping through his homework.

"On Monday, I still felt that the transfer student in Class [-] had a poor foundation, and his classical Chinese was good... But modern poetry and composition are short boards. Basically, when encountering such questions, he can only leave blank. But, It's only Friday, and the questions about modern poetry can basically be filled in... Is he too genius, or am I teaching too well??"

Xie Kuyan was wearing a T-shirt with a towel around his neck. It looked like he had just come back from running around and hadn't gone back to the dormitory to take a shower.

Chen Changyan made a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Of course it's because Mr. Xie taught us so well."

"Really?" Xie Kuyan was slightly confused, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong...Is he playing me for his homework on Monday?"

"What bad thoughts can a teenage child have? Are you not happy that your students are making up their basics quickly?" Chen Changyan shook his head and said.

In fact, Chen Ah San has seen how hard he has worked these past few days.

When he was in this world, he basically had no distinction between class and get out of class, let alone a lunch break.

There is no way to sleep at night-their ghost cultivators must ensure the quality of sleep.

But as soon as he returned to their own world, he immediately picked up the book and read it, not only by rote memorization, but also to understand the creative background behind each poem.

In the book of Qingnian, there are all the lesson plans of Teacher Zhang, so Chen Ahsan made up for the shortcomings, and he made up for it very quickly.

Now, Ah Si is more troublesome.

In Chen Ah Si's case, he couldn't remember the entire second year of high school mathematics, and couldn't understand the rhythm at all... There were some knowledge points, and he still had to look up the mathematics for the first year of high school.

Therefore, he obviously worked harder than Chen Ah San, but the effect was not so obvious.

What you don’t understand in class still doesn’t understand.

What can't be done is still not done.

Chen Changyan thought that mathematics would mess with his mentality, and his inferiority complex would explode...but he didn't.

I don't have enough time to study the questions, how can I have time to care about my inferiority complex?

This week, under the atmosphere of Chen Ahsan and Chen Ahsi's hard work, the other students in the class were also a little moved.

In previous years, there was still a month before the final exam, and the atmosphere of preparing for the exam would not be so heavy...

"A bunch of idiots. Why are you studying so hard at this time?" In the back row of the classroom, a boy wearing glasses looked at the two transfer students unhappily.

"What's the matter? I haven't replied to messages for half a day. Are you coming to the flash mob event on Sunday?" A message flashed out on his phone.

"Come, of course. But tonight, after evening self-study, you go with me first...to have some fun." The skinny boy with glasses buried his phone on the desk to reply, so as not to be found by the head teacher.

"Hey, brother Ye, which class did you fancy? Li Siqian in your class is pretty good..."

"No, there will be as many people as Li Siqian's kind in the future. Let me tell you, two nerds have been transferred to our class, and they are doing questions in front of my eyes every day... They are still very handsome. , bored to death."

　Xie Ye Suyuan's reward of 1500 points, thank you for your strong support from common people A, I am a vest monster, Shen Chuyou, a girl from Maoxiang, a lonely old lady, Zhizhi Niu Gong, etc.

　　
　
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