Chapter 39 Don’t Worry, Just Break a Leg...

In full view of everyone, the classroom door opened, and a tall and thin man appeared at the door. He was reaching out to push the door open. ( )

The man is about 1.8 meters tall, with long hair that stands up like an explosion. This hairstyle is the best even among killer hairstyles.

The eyes have thick black panda eyes. This seems to be called a smoky eye? It was very popular many years ago. At that time, there was a beautiful world-class female star who had the iconic smoky eye.

During the teaching, everyone stared at this man without blinking.

The man suddenly caught everyone's attention. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "We are in class. Sorry to disturb you."

"Who are you?" The chalk in Professor Smith's hand was pinched off. The professor is very angry now, and the consequences will be serious!

"Foreign hair?" The tall and thin man waved his hand: "Go and stay for a while. I'll find someone and leave. I won't disturb you for a long time."

Professor Smith had veins popping out on his forehead, and he was ready to give this tall and lanky man some color.

But as the tall and thin man waved his hand, Smith suddenly found that he couldn't move, and his whole figure seemed to be fixed. Not only is it immobile, but the mouth and tongue are also fixed. I can't even move my eyes! In the end, even my thoughts began to solidify.

The tall and lanky man then looked around the classroom, seemingly looking for someone.

All the students stared at him dumbfounded.

Only Song Shuhang, looking at the door lock that exploded when the door was 'pushed', a bad premonition came over him - someone who could push the door lock open with a slight push of the door was definitely not an ordinary person, right? ?

At least a monk who has taken body quenching fluid can do this.

Isn't this guy a pharmacist?

Shuhang immediately shook his head vigorously.

No, definitely not! Although the senior pharmacist in the Jiuzhou Group speaks little, it can be seen that he is a reliable senior. How could he be the killer in front of him?

Unfortunately, whatever you fear in life will come to you.

"Little friend Song Shuhang, come out quickly, I'm the pharmacist!" The tall and thin man stared at Shuhang, laughed out loud, and waved vigorously.

Suddenly, all the students stared at Song Shuhang.

Those eyes are so sharp and complex...

Song Shuhang covered his face with one hand - these days,

There is no way to survive.

Also, why do you know that Pharmacist Mao is here without even calling? Could he use some magic to locate his position?

Song Shuhang finally faced him shamelessly.

"Teacher, I'm taking two classes off." Song Shuhang said embarrassedly to Professor Smith.

Professor Smith didn't even blink, his consciousness was frozen now. When he recovered after a while, he would only think that he was stunned for a moment... He wouldn't even realize that a student had left in front of him.

"Where's all this nonsense? Come with me quickly." The pharmacist dragged Song Shuhang up.

"Tu Bo, help me pack the textbooks." Song Shuhang finally shouted at Tu Bo, and then he was dragged away by the pharmacist.

At the back of the classroom, Tu Bo was confused: "Isn't he another courier delivery person?"

"It doesn't look like that." Gao Moumou pushed up his glasses: "Speaking of which, the person last time didn't look like the courier."

On the way, Song Shuhang asked: "Senior Medicine Master, how did you find me?"

"The mobile phone positioning function, as long as you enter your mobile phone number, I can locate you. Then just look at who in the classroom has experienced 'body tempering' and I will know which one is you. After taking the body tempering medicine "Compared with ordinary people, the difference between you and ordinary people is very obvious." The pharmacist said proudly.

Song Shuhang's fantasy was shattered again. It turned out that it was the mobile phone's positioning function, rather than using magic to search for him thousands of miles away?

But by the way, when locating his location through a mobile phone, doesn’t it require his consent and confirmation on his own mobile phone before the other party can locate him? Could it be that the pharmacist is also an advanced hacker or something, able to crack his mobile phone program and force the location?

Song Shuhang: "Speaking of which, I didn't expect you, Senior Medicine Master, to dress up so fashionably."

"Tide? What do you mean?" The pharmacist looked confused.

"For example, your explosive hair style?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Oh, you are talking about this. This is actually because when I flew directly from Yujian, Haibei Province to Jiangnan District yesterday, I crossed two provinces. In addition, the wind was strong at high altitude, and my hair was blown like this." The pharmacist did not agree. He smiled happily.

"..." Song Shuhang was silent for a moment, then asked without giving up: "What about senior's smoky makeup?"

"Smoky eye? Oh, I know this. My apprentice often mentioned to me that it is the makeup of a celebrity girl named Avril Lavigne, right? But this is not a smoky eye, it is just ordinary dark circles. As an alchemist, we often have to stay up late refining elixirs, sometimes without eating, drinking or sleeping for weeks. Over time, we develop dark circles. Since we still practice for more than ten days at a time, these dark circles develop. It has never faded. Maybe these dark circles will disappear after I break through the realm this time." The pharmacist laughed heartily.

Song Shuhang only felt that there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping around in his heart.

Compared with the image in the group that he cherishes words like gold, the pharmacist in reality is very chatty, loves to laugh, and is carefree. The image was completely shattered.

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Boys dormitory.

"This is where you live. Where is the alchemy room?" the pharmacist asked.

"The alchemy room...can barely be considered here." Song Shuhang pointed to the kitchen.

"Isn't this the kitchen?" The pharmacist rubbed his brow: "That's right. You said that the body quenching liquid is made with an induction cooker and a hot pot, so it can only be made in the kitchen."

Kitchen, ugh. The pharmacist suddenly felt very melancholy and sighed deeply involuntarily.

But he quickly cheered up.

"Little friend Shuhang, can you refine the body quenching liquid again and let me observe it?" the pharmacist asked.

Yesterday, when he simulated alchemy and restored the process of tempering body fluids described by Song Shuhang, he unexpectedly discovered something interesting.

However, the simulated alchemy was a simulation after all, and there would be many oversights, so he still wanted to watch Shuhang refining the body quenching liquid with his own eyes and confirm some details.

"Now?" Song Shuhang looked at the time. It was already halfway through the third period, and it was already past nine-thirty.

"Is there a problem?" the pharmacist asked doubtfully.

"There is some shortage of time. In another hour and a half, the morning class will be over, and then it will be lunch time." Song Shuhang explained.

"Oh, I almost forgot, ordinary people need to eat. It's really troublesome. A monk can just take a pill to solve these trivial problems." The pharmacist murmured, and after a while, he asked again; "What about little friend Shuhang?" Do you have time in the afternoon? Let’s try to refine the body tempering fluid together this afternoon?”

"In the afternoon... I have classes?" Song Shuhang said - I can ask for leave, and he even prepared the leave request slip.

"Have classes? I almost forgot that you are a student. So, who is your teacher in the afternoon?" the pharmacist asked naturally.

This question makes people very uneasy!

"Senior, with all due respect. Although I believe that senior is an upright person, I still want to ask, senior, don't you want to send my teacher who has class this afternoon to the hospital?" Song Shuhang asked seriously - Soft Feather The tragedy it caused seems like yesterday! No, it was just yesterday.

"Ahaha, have you thought of this too? What a great idea, right? As long as your teacher is sent to the hospital, won't you be free in the afternoon? Don't worry, I can control the heat and only break my leg. That’s it.” The pharmacist said matter-of-factly.

He broke his teacher's leg and sent him to the hospital without changing his expression. Is this the fine tradition of the Jiuzhou No. 1 Group?