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The aura of Dongfang Yunhe's whole body is getting colder and colder and more and more iced.

It was a long time before he heard his cold voice resounding again: "Eating food is a kind of illness. A mental illness."

"Because a certain aspect of the psychology is not satisfied, it is necessary to get another kind of satisfaction through the stimulation of the mouth through the diet."

"Or maybe a certain aspect of the psychology is missing, and we must fill in the missing corner through the diligent pursuit of food."

"If you solve this psychological problem, then you still love to eat, but you will not become a commodity."

"That's all for today's course. There are ten minutes left for your self-study."

Dongfang Yunhe closed the lesson plan and walked off the platform quickly.

Everyone is immersed in this latest "food-eating theory", a little dumbfounded, a little comprehend, and want to continue listening to Dongfang Yunhe's teaching, how did you think that the get out of class would be over so soon?

They haven't heard enough!

Professor Dongfang’s class only takes 2 sessions a week, so it’s not enough.

Even if the male gods are talking about opinions they didn't accept at the beginning, they still want to hear it. Such a collision of ideas is interesting. If everyone's views are always the same, what else is there to learn?

Therefore, the students got up to stay:

"Professor Dongfang, tell us a little more!"

"Professor Dongfang, why don't you tell me how to cure our foodies!"

"Professor Dongfang, don't give up treatment so quickly, okay..."

However, Dongfang Yunhe just waved his hand in a reserved manner: "There is no way, I can adjust my mind and find a more suitable sense of satisfaction."

The classmates looked down and looked at each other, so they had to tell the truth: "Professor Dongfang, we really want to hear you give a lecture, even if we want to hear you finish it in ten minutes..."

Dongfang Yunhe paused: "Sorry, I will make up for ten minutes in the next class. But now, I have more important things to do."

"Ah? Professor Dongfang, what happened? Can we help?" The enthusiastic children were curious.

Dongfang Yunhe was entangled by these enthusiastic little guys and stroked his forehead: "No. This is always the first thing on my schedule. Others can't be busy."

After speaking, strode away.

The remaining students sighed and felt that something was missing in today's physics class.

What is missing?

"Ah, Nalan Xiner skipped class!"

"She dared to escape Professor Dongfang's class, my God!"

"The male **** must be angry."

"Xin'er is going to suffer..."

Everyone shook their heads sympathetically.

At the same time, Xinmo Tea Room.

Nalan Xin'er sang a small song for a long time. She was tired from singing. She was dizzy after drinking some rice wine. She leaned on He Xiaowu's shoulder and mumbled vaguely in her mouth: "Big Bird...Big Bird ..."

He Xiaowu thought she was talking about the one run by Chen Xueshu, the "Angry Bird" mobile game company, and patted her hand: "Oh, Xinmeiren, Chen Xueshu just said it, next Monthly turnover can double 10 times. What are you worried about? I am very nervous now. His business is so good. I have to step up our Xuanyuan Beauty facial mask business, but I can’t fall behind. I will also make a profit when I go back. The schedule, I dare not say 10 times. How many times do I have to do?..."

While talking, Song Junhua answered the phone.

In order to get together, everyone’s mobile phones were muted, and only Song Junhua was more cautious, fearing something urgent, and turning the mobile phone to vibrate.

Putting down the phone, Song Junhua looked solemnly and said: "We were found skipping class."