Chapter 165: Problems of Trainee Reporters

Zheng Qing felt that he should find an opportunity to seriously thank Li Meng.

Because she just interrupted and asked one more question, the situation did not go to the worst direction Zheng Qing imagined.

When Su Ya was still thinking about how to face him, Su Shijun took off her glasses on the podium, attracting everyone's attention.

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Before today, Zheng Qing had never thought that the words "dazzling and beautiful" could be used together.

But when he saw Su Shijun taking off his glasses, these two words - and only these two words - suddenly came to mind.

The beauty is dazzling.

Even the sun dimmed in front of her.

At noon, it is the brightest time of the day. The curtains in the classroom were wide open, and through the windows, the pale golden sunlight fell on the desks and the ground, leaving a bright spot.

But today, in classroom 601 in the east teaching building, the most dazzling thing is not the sunlight coming in through the window, but the witch standing on the podium.

Under the podium, the students repeatedly raised their heads and lowered their heads.

I raised my head to take a closer look.

Just like an artist facing famous paintings through the ages, and a musician listening to unparalleled music, everyone has his own concept of beauty in his heart, but no matter from which angle he looks at it, Su Shijun's appearance is so amazing that people can't help but think about it. Take another look.

And bowing his head is because of fear.

I'm afraid my eyes will be burned by the beauty on the podium, and I'm afraid it would be blasphemy to take another look at it. After taking a peek, many students would involuntarily lower their heads and close their eyes, suppressing their inner fear and uneasiness and repenting for their offense.

The little fox girl Su Ya held her head proudly, like a proud little hen.

What she likes most is seeing the complex expressions of shock, admiration, and shame intertwined in other people's eyes after seeing the young lady.

This look gave her an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Su Shijun, on the other hand, crossed his arms and held the pair of glasses between his fingers, looking at the students in the audience indifferently.

She has faced this look countless times, and the fanatical emotions brewing under this look.

Her mood remained unchanged.

"...It's a bit too sudden." Lao Yao bit his pipe hard and smiled bitterly: "They are all still children, and it's a bit scary to give them such a big stimulus out of the blue..."

His voice broke the silence of the classroom and immediately attracted angry stares from the students.

Everyone has completely forgotten about Lao Yao's identity, as well as all things like classes and studies - it seems that being able to quietly appreciate the beauty is the only meaning of life.

"You said it, they want to see Mr. Su Shi." The witch's voice was completely different from before, and seemed particularly sweet.

The angry eyes of the students suddenly calmed down.

This sound is like an ice drink in midsummer, refreshing and eliminating the anger.

"...The intoxication is fake, the fascination is also fake...The way they look now is just because of magic." Su Shijun's voice was still sweet, but his face was expressionless.

"It's terrible, it's terrible..." Old Yao exclaimed repeatedly: "This natural charm effect is probably on par with Queen Daji and Saint Tushan in ancient times!"

No one dislikes compliments.

Especially a compliment from a person in a high position.

"You are joking," Su Shijun finally stopped keeping a straight face and smiled slightly. The sunlight outside the window seemed to have completely dimmed: "Queen Daji and Saint Tushan are both nine-tailed holy foxes... I have just achieved three tails. Still a long way to go.”

"It's different, it's different!" Old Yao waved his hands repeatedly: "The fox clan in ancient times has pure blood. Even the newly born fox has three tails... The nine tails of the Tushan clan are just those of the great wizard today. The degree...is no different from what you are now."

After that, he turned around and faced everyone in the hall without waiting for Su Shijun's answer.

"Wake up!" Old Yao slapped his hands heavily.

Zheng Qing shuddered, and his eyes suddenly became clear again.

He looked around, looking at the students around him who had been unable to break away from Su Shijun's charm, and he was filled with fear in his heart.

If this were on the battlefield, the wizards in his group would probably have been wiped out by the establishment.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but steal another glance at the witch on the stage.

Perhaps because of those few slaps from Lao Yao just now, although Su Shijun is still so beautiful now, she no longer has the enchanting feeling before.

Of course, even so, she is still dazzling.

Standing there, no one dared to look at her twice.

"...I said in the first class that I want you to meet with Congressman Su and talk about some topics that you young people like." After everyone woke up, Lao Yao said calmly: "Now Congressman Su has Here you go...if you have any questions, you must seize the opportunity!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Su Shijun.

Beauty Su didn't say anything, she just stretched out her hand and touched her little maid's head.

Su Ya's eyes immediately narrowed into slits with a smile, and her tail under her skirt curled up and down, looking extremely happy.

"Five questions!" At the lecture table, Su Ya raised her little hand energetically and gestured to the young wizards in Astronomy Class 06-1: "You have five opportunities to ask questions! My lady will answer your five questions. "

"Can anyone ask questions?" A student asked from the corner of the classroom.

"Anyone can ask questions!" Su Ya nodded vigorously.

"I want to ask..." A wizard in the back row of the classroom just stood up and said three words. He was glared at by Lao Yao and froze there, speechless, unable to move.

"That's outrageous!" the professor reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Are there any rules?! What do you want the guests to think! Are these the students of our First University? Is this the quality of the top class of Jiuyou College?"

No one in the hall made a sound.

After a moment of silence, the arms were raised high and neatly.

Lao Yao nodded with satisfaction, chewed his pipe, and slowly walked to the window, folded his arms, leaned against the window sill, and looked at everyone with a smile.

"...Then, now it's up to me to choose who will ask the question!" As she said that, Su Ya glared at the young public-funded student in a demonstrative manner.

Zheng Qing shrugged, with a bit of bitterness on his face, but he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart.

If you don't ask questions, don't ask questions... He didn't have any questions to ask in the first place.

As long as the little fox girl doesn't yell "He bullied me" in class, everything is easy to talk about.

Being able to use this opportunity to let the little girl calm down is a very cost-effective thing for Zheng Qing.

"Then, the first questioner..." Su Ya bit her index finger and glanced left and right, looking at the arms standing up like a dense forest in front of her, and she was stuck in a difficult choice.

But soon, her eyes lit up.

"It's you!" She stretched out her hand, pointed at Fatty Xin, and praised, "You performed very well just now!"

Fatty Xin stood up flattered, not knowing why he was favored by the little fox girl.

Zheng Qing curled his lips and said nothing.

He knew that this was the little fox girl's reward for Fatty Xin just pulling him up from under the table.

Although the fat man raised his hand, he obviously did not expect that he would be called up. He seemed a little flustered. After a while, he grabbed a piece of paper, raised his head, looked at the podium, and mustered up the courage to ask loudly:

"Madam, could you please reveal your specific age? Because I checked all the information, but there is no accurate statement... I am a trainee reporter for the school newspaper, and I hope to write the most accurate report for you."

This question made everyone in the class raise eyebrows.

Both men and women.

As we all know, asking a woman her age is extremely offensive, especially in public.

Sure enough, Su Shijun's answer to this question was very standard: "Keep it confidential."

"Is this an answer?" Fatty Xin muttered softly.

"Is this the second question?" Su Shijun asked.

"No!" Before Fatty Xin could speak, another classmate loudly denied it.

"That's not a problem, ma'am!" another student shouted almost simultaneously.

"The fat man only has one chance to ask questions. He has no questions, ma'am!"

The crowd in the audience was excited and fierce, and they seemed to rush up and beat the fat man up if they disagreed with him.

Fatty Xin shrank his head and lay on the table dejectedly.