Pet King

Since I knew that the leaf shopkeeper and the shop's Er'an Xin of Wuyin Tea House actually martial arts, everything can be explained.

The origin of Wing Chun originates from Shaolin, but it was developed and promoted by the woman Yan Yong Chun. Wing Chun pays attention to using "cleverness" rather than "force", which is very suitable for women to study. Even if it is not as good as a martial arts master who has been blessed by the power of faith like Lao Cha, it is no problem to run away at least two or three bandits. Not to mention that the two women may have other cards in hand.

"Lao Shi came here with you because they don't need the protection of Shi Lai." Lao Cha smiled, "but if you have time, go to the tea house to see it. The woman named Ye can be counted as you. Half of her sister. "

Zhang Zi'an solemnly answered, "Sure. When I have time, I will bring some gifts to visit Ye Sister."

As long as the old tea is willing to stay, he treats drinking tea at Wuyin Tea House as a daily task!

It ’s not a daily task, it ’s going to be ruined.

Lao Cha smiled, "It doesn't have to be so formal, and it doesn't matter if you don't even enter the tea house. Just look at it from a distance and know that they are all right."

The more it says so, the more Zhang Zi'an is unhappy.

The old tea has always been like this, not fighting for fame, not seeking profit, indifferent and forbearing, just like a green pine standing on the top of a mountain, with the sun rising and falling with a smile, watching Yun Cun Yun Shu smile. It can choose to leave, return to Wuyin Tea House, breathe the freshest air, enjoy the finest tea, renew the fetters of the past, and live a life like a fairy. But for Zhang Zi'an, Lao Cha was willing to abandon his indisputable life, and once again stepped into crises.

Old tea does not betray the surname "Ye", but it values ​​"benefity" more than blood and feelings.

In fact, even though Zhang Zi'an did not mention Wuyin Tea House today, it would find a chance to say it. It intends to introduce Zhang Zi'an to the girl with the last name Ye. If she has a life span of less than five years, she can ask the girl to teach Zhang Zi'an's stumbling skills on her behalf.

Old Tea didn't tell Zhang Zi'an his thoughts, because it was not necessary.

It has long been bearish on life and death. To him, death is just to reunite with old friends and relatives. There is nothing terrible. They have waited for it for too long.

"Zi'an, it's getting late, let's keep looking." It said lightly.

Zhang Zi'an and Lao Cha left the top viewing platform full of hormones and walked down the fire stairs.

Including the viewing platform, the central teaching building has a total of 30 floors, of which the first and second floors are integrated into one, there are only a few utility room and guard room for cleaning, and toilets. A total of 27 floors need to be searched.

29 floors, no.

28 floors, no.

27 floors, no.

Zhang Zi'an looked down layer by layer and gradually figured out the layout of the building. There are two spacious stepped classrooms on each floor, as well as several small classrooms and teacher offices.

Some classrooms are in class, some classrooms are all self-study students, and some classrooms are organized by some associations. Zhang Zi'an rushed into a classroom of an orchestra, and they stared out fiercely.

Searching aimlessly like this is a great test of your mentality, and you often fall into self-doubt. Have I been in that classroom just now? Is it missing somewhere?

Except for the floor number, the layout of each floor is very similar. It is like looking at a volume of well-known video repeatedly. Only mechanically boring searching is left.

The phone rang and it was a low battery alert. Keep the camera on all the time, the battery power consumption is very large, just left before the full charge, at this time the power display has turned red. Fortunately, he was fully prepared this time with a power bank, otherwise he would only regret to quit halfway.

After connecting the power bank to the mobile phone, Zhang Zi'an pushed open the door of a small classroom, but unexpectedly found a familiar figure.

This small classroom is a teacher's office with six desks and a row of guest sofas. But at this time there were only two people in the room. One of them was a windbreaker and the other was a teacher.

This office seems to belong to the School of Biology, and there are related textbooks and books on each table. It is unknown whether it is the Department of Bioengineering, Biotechnology or Bioscience. On the wall was a telephone table for the school's offices, with several skeleton fossil models in the corner.

The trench coat forced the man with his back to the door, and the two were arguing.

The sound of Zhang Zi'an opening the door made them stop arguing and turned their eyes together.

"It's you." The windbreaker forced the man to frown. "What are you doing?"

He stared suspiciously at the male teacher again, "Do you know each other?"

The male teacher held up his glasses and replied, "I still want to ask you, is this your friend?"

"No!" Zhang Zi'an and the windbreaker forced the man to answer at the same time.

The voices were so neat, they stared at each other, and then turned their faces awkwardly again.

joke! I don't want to be friends with such a pretense! Both of them thought so.

"The amount is not even." The male teacher looked at them alternately. "I told you that your request was too unrealistic. I recently went to Egypt for a study tour, and I did really care about primitive Egyptian cats Interested, but this creature has long since become extinct, where do you let me find it? "

"Don't say it!" The windbreaker forced the man to take a look at Zhang Zi'an, preventing the male teacher from continuing.

As soon as Zhang Zi'an listened to the music, it turned out that this stinky kid was still dead? To get the idea of ​​the original Egyptian cat, you have to learn to walk first!

"Mr. Wei, I'm leaving today, and I'll come again later."

The man in a trench coat forced his face calmly ~ www.readwn.com ~ came to the door unhappy, glaring at Zhang Zi'an, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Why should I go?" Zhang Zi'an asked instead.

"What did you do?"

"Whatever I want to do, what do you care about?" Zhang Zi'an showed no weakness.

The male teacher whose family name was Wei was afraid that they would quarrel, and he quickly stepped in to separate them and discouraged: "If you have something, go first, this classmate."

"He's not from this school," said the windbreaker.

"You control me!" Zhang Zi'an glared. "I want to test this teacher's graduate!"

Before Zhang Zi'an's words landed, he was grabbed by his shoulders by a teacher named Wei!

Zhang Zi'an was trembling with fear, wasn't it bragging to break the law?

"Classmate! Do you really want to take my graduate degree?" Teacher Wei shook Zhang Zi'an's shoulders with excitement. "Great! I finally waited! Come and fill out a form!"