One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Nalan Xin'er sat at the rear right side of the classroom by the window, leaning at the perfect 45-degree angle, looking towards the podium.

On the podium, the man had a graceful manner and exuded a sense of peerless independence. Not to mention in such a large lecture hall, even if the football field is full of people, this man will definitely be able to be in the crowd. The scorching ground emits a distinctive light.

His voice is cold and steady, and the pointer points to a thick and colorful oil painting hanging on the blackboard: "...All solid things may disappear. Space, time, culture, all meaning, order and identity will disappear. ...For example, in this painting, the vortex of the starry night has no concept of stars, and tends to be an invisible power. The power of the stars. Assuming that you can communicate with the stars, you will get such power. It is unknown..."

Nalan Xin'er stared at his perfect profile face in a daze, with jewel-like words, full of profound philosophical thoughts, crackling in her heart, and giving her a vicious blow--no matter what the hell, this The man's voice is so beautiful!

Is this Uncle Se?

Last night, the light was not good, she couldn't see very clearly, just from the outline...it was very similar, but there are people who look similar in this world, right?

In terms of temperament...Last night the uncle was wearing a cozy black silk nightgown, but the man in front of him was in an elegant light beige suit.

Moreover, Uncle Se was so rascal and venomous, driving her crazy, but the man in front of him was noble and elegant, so cold and profound, it was really difficult for people to connect the two together.

However, she couldn't tell why, a purely female intuition told her that this is the uncle sex, and she bullied her uncle **** while she was in a coma!

"Xiao Wu, who is he?" Nalan Xin'er stabbed He Xiaowu on the side.

"Go go, don't disturb the soul communication between me and my high-cold male god!" He Xiaowu braved the stars, like most girls next to him, with a face full of idiots.

It was Song Junhua who replied: "Dongfang Yunhe, a famous professor of astrophysics. It is said that President Huangfu was the senior at the International Institute of Physics."

If it weren't for the excellent friendship of the principal, how could it be possible to invite such a Taishan Beidou to teach them?

He Xiaowu then interjected in admiration: "Tenure professor who is less than 30 years old!"

"Professor of astrophysics?" Nalan Xiner almost slapped the table, "Damn, then he doesn't talk about physics, what does he do with a broken picture?"

Song Junhua held his forehead, very helpless: "His course is called "Astrophysics and Human Culture", and the focus is on culture. If the male gods talk about advanced physics, can you understand it? And, it's not just a broken picture, then It is "Starry Night" painted by the great painter Van Gogh in 1889!"

He Xiaowu also turned her head, and the **** mysteriously said: "It is said that it is an authentic piece brought back by Professor Dongfang from abroad. The value is several hundred million! Do you know how valuable it is? You can buy several of you!"

Nalan Xiner curled her lips: "Pretend to be X, who knows if it's true or not?"

When she was young, her eldest cousin took her to a museum to see an exhibition. She actually knew about this painting. Although she was far away from the podium at this moment, she could judge that the painting was real, and it was a peerless authentic product that could not be bought for hundreds of millions.

If Professor Dongfang is really Uncle Se, then what is his origin?

Such an elegant man shouldn't be the one who cooperated with Lan Zhirou to frame him?

In that case, the madness of last night was an accident?

Was he also his own when he slept in the previous life?

Nalan Xin'er lowered her head and thought more and more chaotic, unprepared, a cold and sharp line of sight, from the direction of the podium, came straight!

She looked up and found that the classmates were looking at her, Song Song and Xiao Wu winked at her, and put their palms in a flowing posture.

The man’s cold voice came: "This classmate, let me ask again, what physical phenomenon does "Starry Night" imply?"

"Things...physical phenomena..." Nalan Xin'er bit her lip, "Stars... Star power?"

Damn, the scumbag didn't hear me just now!

The man is like a god. On the high podium, watching her who is like an ant, slowly speaking:

"Wrong, it's turbulence."

"As a punishment, before the next class, hand in a research report on "Starry Night"."

"Remember, ten thousand words."

"get out of class end!"