Chapter 155 The Tsundere Corpse Teacher
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After Wang Yan sighed with emotion, he continued to face reality. Pushing the bicycle, he randomly stopped two girls who were walking together and asked politely: "You two classmates, do you know Professor Shi Daoren from the History Department? It is said that he is..."
Before Wang Yan finished his detailed description, one of the girls with short hair and apple face exclaimed excitedly: "I know, I know, Professor Shi is here..."
She had only spoken halfway before she was covered by the long-haired girl next to her. Some interested looked Wang Yan up and down and said, "Handsome guy, isn't it too impolite for you to wear a peaked cap and black super sunglasses to ask directions?"
At this time, Wang Yan, although wearing a peaked cap and big sunglasses, covered half of his face. But with his current figure and sunny temperament, it is enough to attract the attention of many girls.
hehe.
Wang Yan touched his face. When he was in school, he was not as popular as he is now. But the sunglasses and peaked cap can't be taken off, although the topic of the man in the lake is much colder now. But once it is discovered, it will still cause a huge commotion.
"Girl, I'm just asking for directions." Wang Yan said weakly, "It's not going to be robbed~ Sex is so serious, right?"
"Pfft~" Both girls laughed, and then the long-haired girl pointed to an old building in front of her and said, "You also came here to listen to Professor Shi's lecture because of the name, right? He's in that teaching building. In the big classroom upstairs. Unfortunately, we have other important courses to attend today, otherwise we would have to listen to Professor Shi's lecture."
As they said that, the two girls' faces showed regret at the same time.
Wang Yan was stunned. Hearing this tone, the corpse Taoist has been in seclusion for many years, and his reputation has risen after his re-debut. It has only been a few days since I returned to the campus to give lectures, and I have accumulated a group of fans.
And it's a boring history lesson! Is the style of study at FD University so good? Girls are so in love with history class? This style of painting doesn't seem right.
With doubts in his heart, Wang Yan rode his bicycle straight after thanking him, and headed all the way to the old teaching building. With his excellent hearing ability, he also heard the two girls' discussion.
"That handsome guy is really handsome, but he looks familiar."
"Don't you have a boyfriend?"
"If you have a boyfriend, you don't want to take a few more glances at the handsome guy to satisfy your hunger."
"That's right, we should stop him and take a closer look."
Wang Yan sweated slightly, this man is too handsome, he is really troublesome. Squeak, the little ferret in the basket of the car lazily rolled his eyes at him.
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At the end of the field, Wang Yan locked the car and walked into the teaching building full of historical charm. After wandering around on the third floor, he easily found the big classroom where the corpse Taoist was teaching.
Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time. But when he saw that the large classroom was full of people, and there were rows of small benches in the corridor, Wang Yan was completely shocked.
It's just a history lesson, yet it's so popular! Why doesn't he know that history class is so fun?
The corpse Taoist standing on the podium no longer looked like a nouveau riche in a suit. Instead, he put on a set of gray robes with a stand-up collar that belonged to the scholar fan of the Republic of China, his gray hair was combed back meticulously, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and black cloth shoes on his feet.
This attire really looks like a master of Chinese culture and literati.
"It's said that there is an enshrined in Yuan Datou's mansion, and his ancestor was from Captain Mojin... This day, he took a large team to dig the tomb of a prince of the Qing Dynasty..." The corpse Taoist spoke with emotion in his voice The story, "Unexpectedly, as soon as the tomb was opened, a black wind was blowing..."
Wang Yan was lying outside the back door window, listening to the corpse Taoist vividly telling a story about Mojin Xiaowei's upside down. I have to admit that when the corpse Taoist told this story, it gave people an immersive feeling. Sometimes thrilling, sometimes mysterious, sometimes creepy.
Listening to it, Wang Yan was also a little fascinated. Because the corpse Taoist uses the storyteller's method to integrate historical figures and small historical events into this very realistic inverted story, which is very vivid and pleasant to listen to.
It's no wonder that this old monster hasn't started classes for long. I just coaxed so many students to attend the class, and the popularity rose rapidly.
And most of those who love to listen to this class are female students. Because girls are more sensitive and intoxicated by this kind of thrilling and exciting stories.
However, Wang Yan was very skeptical. What was the motive behind gathering female fans for this corpse Taoist to give lectures in the university?
At the end of a class, just when the talk was about the highlights, the corpse Taoist stopped abruptly, announcing that he would start the next class. The students, especially the female students, were all excited.
They rushed up one after another and surrounded the corpse Taoists.
"Professor Shi, you can't just shake your ass and leave after whetting people's appetite every time."
"That's right, old wet old wet, you can tell us another paragraph. It's so uncomfortable for me."
"Shi Mingshou, are there really zongzi in this world? I'm so scared."
"This female classmate, the old man just interpreted historical events and biographies in the form of stories." The corpse Taoist held up the glasses frame. With a serious face, he even said sanctimoniously, "Don't believe those feudal superstitions, but believe in science. There are no zongzi or zombies in this world. They are all fabricated by novelists to cheat manuscript fees."
Wang Yan, who also leaned forward, was almost choked to death by this sentence. What does it mean to believe in science? What do you mean there are no zombies in this world? You yourself are the ancestor of a zombie, okay?
Moreover, he was born to be able to speak so confidently, without blushing or panting. As expected of an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years, he is so calm and calm when telling lies.
"Professor Shi." Wang Yan waved his hand outside the crowd, with a friendly smile on his lips, "Look here, look here. Yes, it's here."
The corpse Taoist moved his eyes to Wang Yan, and smiled slightly with his stiff mouth.
Wang Yan was secretly delighted, it seems that Senior Corpse is worthy of being an old senior, he is not small and quite tolerant. It's only been half a month, and he doesn't care about himself anymore.
"Hmph!" Before Wang Yan could speak again, the corpse Taoist turned his head with a stern face, slightly tilted his head up, looking arrogant, and he didn't even want to take a second look at Wang Yan.
Well……
Wang Yan's smile faltered, and he stretched out his hand and turned around to touch his nose in embarrassment. The indifferent attitude towards the corpse Taoist is a bit dumbfounding.
It's really old and young, and the older you are, the younger you are.
As for the girls, although Wang Yan's figure and image are also good after a glimpse. But at this moment, all he can think of is the half-told story about the fight. They are all pestering "Professor Shi" and continue to tell the following story. He is so old and mature, it is really good to keep the suspense in fragments.
Even Wang Yan couldn't help wondering what would happen next.
Moreover, he is quite professional, even though those girls are acting coquettishly and flirtatiously, he just keeps his cool face. Just leave one sentence, and listen to the next chapter to break it down.
Then he walked away with his hands behind his back.
After the girls chased after him, they found that he was nowhere to be found around the corner.
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On the forest path of FD University, there is a lush greenery. The autumn sunlight at noon shines through the leaves mottledly on the ground. The corpse Taoist wore a long robe, with his hands behind his back, as if walking in the forest.
He seemed to be walking leisurely and normally, but every time he took a step, it seemed like the ground was shrinking into an inch, and his figure swayed by three or four meters.
There is a Taihu Lake rockery at the corner. The jagged mountain is covered with many green and tender mosses. A vigorous golden osmanthus tree protrudes from the side of the rockery.
The mellow and fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance seems to make people unconsciously drunk in the lazy forest in the afternoon.
Wearing a handsome sportswear, Wang Yan leaned against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with his hands folded. The little ferret squatting on his shoulder was holding the chicken leg that he stole from no one knew where, smashing it, smashing it, eating it deliciously.
"Huh!" The corpse Taoist snorted arrogantly again, passed by Wang Yan, rolled his eyes and threw it away, "I can't recruit you, can't I still hide? You are not allowed to follow this old man anymore. Stinky Boy!"
"Senior Corpse, you are the one who dragged me to bet." Wang Yan chased after him with an innocent face, "We don't care whether we win or lose, can we have some grace?"
He flickered, and walked side by side with the corpse Taoist. No matter how fast or slow the corpse Taoist moved, he followed him unswervingly, like a shadow, like a maggot tarsus.
"Stinky boy, is it amazing to have spirit weapon level boots?" The corpse Taoist squinted at the cloud treading boots on Wang Yan's feet, stood still, and twitched sarcastically, "Isn't it just because of having a great one?" Master, will you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to trick the old man?"
"Senior Corpse's words are boring." Wang Yan smiled calmly, "The treasures of heaven and earth used by this junior in cultivation, and the equipment he wears are all earned by doing quests and fighting monsters. As for the senior letter Believe it or not, the juniors can't control it."
Wang Yan's words were not lying. Uncle Pao had nothing but a secret book of Chunyang Divine Art, and he didn't even impart any experience.
If one had to find the most irresponsible master in the whole world, Uncle Pao would be number one, and no one would be second.
Only then did the corpse Taoist look him up and down in surprise, but he was still unhappy and said, "It doesn't matter whether you earned it yourself or inherited it. In short, the old man is very unhappy with you, just unhappy with you. Also, demeanor or something. The old man has lived for more than a hundred years, half of his body has been buried in the ground, what kind of demeanor do you need?"
"Senior, Beiman is your hometown." Wang Yan took the opportunity to persuade, "Don't you want to go back and have a look?"
"What's there to see? If you look at it one more time, you will feel more heartbroken." The corpse Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "I'm going to go by yourselves."
"However, if the corpse group in Beimang riots on a large scale, the people living nearby will suffer." Wang Yan persuaded earnestly, "I see the experience of my predecessors, and he is also a patriotic person. Just watch the tragedies happen."
"It's a joke, the National African Bureau is full of talents, if such a big event is to happen, there will naturally be an expert to come out to sit in it." The corpse Taoist said indifferently, "For example, if your master comes out, the corpses in Beimang are not enough for him alone Cut it off. A small character like this old man should be a history professor honestly and spend his old age peacefully."
This is really thick as a city wall, oil and salt are not soaked. Look at this sour tone, a few days ago he said triumphantly that the old man wants to catch the little tail of youth.
"Okay, okay." Wang Yan gritted his teeth and used his trump card, "As long as the senior agrees to join the mission of 'Beimang Corpse Riot', the junior will unconditionally donate 200 milliliters of blood to the senior."
"Boy, can an upright senior like this old man be bought casually?" The corpse Taoist said with a righteous face, "This old man also has dignity, at least 500ml." He said, spreading five fingers He shook his head in front of Wang Yan.
"200 milliliters, not a drop more." Wang Yan's position was also very firm, "This junior is also willing to compensate the senior because of the guilt in his heart. If it doesn't work, the junior will go back and ask the master to help. Ping Beiman to prevent future troubles. Believe it The seniors came from Beiman, and they don't want to see Beiman completely perish, right?"
Under the combination of soft and hard, the corpse Taoist's face changed several times. In the end, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he patted Wang Yan on the shoulder and said, "Comrade Xiao Wang, in fact, I did this to test your character. 200ml is 200ml, but you have to give it in advance."
hehe! This changed from brat to Comrade Xiao Wang again. If you didn't know that he was from Beimanxuan Corpse Sect, you would think that he was a disciple of Sichuan Drama Changing Face Sect. Senior Corpse, Senior Corpse, do you dare to be more restrained?
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