Hunting College

"Could it be your red eyes that scared Jelena?"

"Or she found out that you were riding three boats!"

"As the saying goes, a couple of days a day of grace, bedside fights and bedside fights... How big can it be? Is it! Be soft and flatter, don’t you end up?! Girls, I like this. Kind of sentiment."

Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin sang together, whispering all kinds of unreliable words in Zheng Qing's ears, without noticing the darker and darker faces of the young public-funded students.

Until Zheng Qingkuai couldn't restrain the irritability in his heart and planned to take out his Colt silver python to show the two idiots in front of him a little bit of color, the stick figure poster posted behind the classroom door suddenly screamed:

"Lao Yao is here?! Lao Yao is here!"

"Lao Yao has already gone up the stairs and walked to the corner!"

"Students quickly sit down and take out the textbooks and notebooks!"

Hearing its warning, the originally messy classroom seemed to be covered with a frying pan, first it exploded loudly, and then within a short time, all the noises quietly disappeared. There were only a few rustling noises, but some people were nervously flipping through textbooks, or accidentally moving chairs and desks.

Far away, the sound of Professor Yao's walking footsteps has come from the corridor.

"Excuse me... for the sake of our reliability, who can do it well, draw us a hat when get out of class is over!" After noticing the quiet atmosphere in the classroom, the stick figure figure behind the door once again suggested the same thing. That request: "It's winter now, young wizards, do you have the heart to treat a free soul harshly?"

Hearing the muttering of the stick figure villain, Zheng Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes-although time has passed for a long time, he still remembers very clearly that a stick figure villain used to play with'The wolf is coming' many times. The game has teased everyone for a while. The students didn't draw a few cold winds and build two snowmen on the paper of the stick figure villain in the big winter. It was already very polite and generous, not to mention helping him draw a hat.

"I've always been curious, do you think it's a stick figure on paper, can it feel cold?" Fatty Xin seemed to think of something, and turned his head in spite of the approaching footsteps of Old Yao, and asked Xiao Xiao curiously.

Before Xiao Xiao could answer, Elder Zhang next to him laughed in a low voice: "Funny...you are not a stick figure, how do you know it doesn't feel cold?"

Fatty Xin was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "You are not me, how do you know if I don't know whether that stick figure is cold?"

When Zhang Jixin heard the words, his expression became stiff, and a trace of irritation suddenly appeared on his face-without a doubt, if he continued to argue with the fat man, he would fall into the logical trap of ‘zifei fish’. But if he didn't say anything, wouldn't it appear that Elder Zhang showed weakness in front of a fat man?

A thousand words are not as good as a punch.

The red-faced wizard had no words, raised his fist, and slammed the fat man viciously, slamming his articulate expression back into his stomach.

When Professor Yao walked into the classroom, he happened to see Fatty Xin's aggrieved expression.

"It's very lively." The professor held the handout, strode towards the podium, and at the same time turned his head to the side, and looked at the students under the stage with a smile. He glanced at the wizards sitting in the corner without showing a trace, and then asked. A line of witches said: "In the corridor just now, I heard the liveliness of the classroom...what happened?"

"It's not the little man behind the door, and we want us to draw a hat for it." Li Meng actively raised her small arm, stood up and quickly replied, and at the same time, the stick figure man behind the door rushed proudly. A grimace.

"Traitor! You are a traitor among the young wizards! I will not let you go if I be a ghost!" After hearing the little witch's report, the stick figure behind the door did not know where the play was possessed, and suddenly lay on the ground. , Began to sapo roll.

"You're a stick figure, you can't make a ghost..." Li Meng's mouth curled, and he wanted to say something, but he stretched out a hand next to him and pulled her back to the seat.

Looking back, Jiang Yuzheng looked at her sternly.

The little witch stuck her tongue out, obediently opened the notebook and spell textbook in front of her, and began to pretend to read.

Professor Yao let out a laugh, and took out the pipe from his pocket. He just stuffed a small bunch of shredded tobacco in. He didn’t know what he thought of again, and put the pipe back into his arms again. A trace of emotion appeared on his face: “Well, smoking in class last time. I was interviewed by the student union. I hope that I will take care of everyone’s health and refrain from smoking in the classroom or in the classroom... This is a good thing, so I agree. Everyone can supervise me in the future. If I smoke in class, just Exempt you from an extracurricular homework."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was applauded.

Old Yao smiled and raised his arm and made a downward pressure.

After the atmosphere in the classroom eased a little, he continued: "Although it is a shameful thing for the dean of an academy to be interviewed by the students of the student union, I feel very happy."

"Because this means that you, or the classmates of Jiuyou Academy, truly regard yourself as a member of the Academy, as the masters of the Academy. Take up the responsibilities and assume the obligations you should bear."

"This is a very good phenomenon."

"Let’s take another example today... I thought it was about to expire. Everyone was under a lot of pressure. Before the class, I specially asked Hilda’s assistant to prepare a few jokes for everyone. But looking at the current situation, my few It's probably not necessary for a crappy joke."

"Very good, very good... very good, worthy of encouragement!"

With that, the professor took the pipe out of his arms again and bit it into his mouth habitually.

"Professor, you smoked!" Li Meng, who had just been seated for less than a minute, immediately screamed and jumped up with excitement: "Can we get rid of our homework for the spell class next week?"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom~www.ltnovel.com~ during which there were several low voices of applause.

Jiang Yu, who was sitting next to Li Meng, held his forehead with an embarrassment.

"Very good! The academy needs an energetic young man like you!" Lao Yao gave a thumbs up and glanced at the little witch with admiration, but then shrugged his shoulders with regret: "It's just that your demons next week The mantra homework is still to be handed in...because I was just biting my pipe and not smoking."

"This is fundamentally different."

There was a sigh of regret from the audience-although everyone knows that the discount of exemption from homework will not be given out by Yao so easily, but it is still heartache to miss such an opportunity.

"Don't sigh, you should feel lucky." The professor lowered his head, raised his eyelids and glanced at the young wizards. As he sorted out the handouts, he smiled and said: "The final exam is about to be three weeks away. Write an assignment, maybe do one more big question during the exam...You should be able to see the gains and losses."

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