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"I don't have anything to teach you. I don't cultivate the "Tian Chou Bao Dian". And, don't call me Song predecessors, call it a book. It's not good, I can accept it." Song Shuhang replies: "In addition, before crying ... crying friends, I have reminded you before, if the Chu Ge master does not accept you, you can try, can you directly worship Ye Si as a teacher."

"Song predecessors, it is an effect to worship you as a teacher and to worship the fairy." You will accept me as a disciple. Hey, loyalty can guarantee that one day is the father of the teacher. Although I am a mess, But the Song predecessors can go and ask, my character is absolutely reliable." The old man choking.

The Seven Masters silently cast a spell that shrouded Song Shuhang and himself and others, so that ordinary people could not see them.

Then, the seven repairers said: "Cry a friend... You have to think clearly, and worship a "Xuan Sheng" as a teacher, but there is no chance to regret it."

Although Song Shuhang's younger friend has only four realms, his identity of the ‘eight-piece Xuansheng’ is also a genuine card. It is not a joke to be seen before. After the seal of the Holy Seal, some of the special abilities of Xuan Sheng, Song Shuhang's small friends will not be less.

"As long as the predecessors of the Song will accept it, I will never regret it." The old man looked forward to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang shook his head: "Cry a friend, you wait for me for a few days. After Ye Si leaves the customs, how can I give you a reply?"

He really can't teach the old man to cry. If he is a little color, he can teach her the method of over-extension, the method of refining and the method of knives. But he did not learn "Tian Chou Baodian".

Therefore, only wait for Ye Si to go out, then ask Ye Si's meaning to see if she wants to cry the old man.

"How long will the Song predecessors?" asked the old man to wipe away his tears.

"There are seven or eight days, and more than one month." Song Shuhang replied that with his contractual relationship with Ye Si, he could be sure that Ye Si would be robbed within a month.

"Understood, Song predecessors. I am going to prepare for the teacher ceremony." The old man nodded.

Then he turned and ran away quickly.

"In fact, you can accept him in the book." Seven Masters laughed.

"But I really have nothing to teach him, and you can't see the predecessors. Although I am carrying the name of the 'First Millennium of the Millennium,' my real strength is only four." Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.

The crying old man wants to learn is the sequel to "Tian Chou Baodian", but Song Shuhang is not sure whether Ye Si has to accept the crying old man as a disciple. If Ye Siru disagreed, Song Shuhang could not pass on the sequel to The Heavenly Cry.

Also, the crying old man does not match his style. His seven slogans sent a ‘King Kong Gentleman’s knife’ to Xiao Cai, and he was destined to stay. The next trojan, the whale knives, the Shushan priests, the seekers, the good-hearted monks, no one is suitable for crying old people.

"Seven predecessors, there is still some time away from the night, do you have to go there for a while?" Song Shudao.

In the afternoon, he and A.16 have classes.

"I just want to find a place to practice for a while. In the afternoon, I can pass the blink of an eye." Seven repairs, he is now meditating for a moment, just one afternoon.

Said, the seven repairs looked up to the sky: "It looks like it is going to rain. This kind of weather is just right, I go directly to the clouds to practice. That book air friends, contact again at night."

"Yes." Song Shuhang nodded.

The seven repairers smiled and waved their hands and dispersed the spells that were gathered around the three. Then he flashed his body and turned into a twilight.

After the seven predecessors left, Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, and the clouds in the sky were dense. This weather changed and changed.

"Let's go." Song Shudao, to be honest, he was somewhat sensitive to the dark clouds recently. I always felt that after this thing was condensed, it suddenly turned into a thunder on his head, or a gun barrel was found from it, and he came to him.

"Yeah." Su Shi Aliu smiled.

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The afternoon class starts.

Song Shuhang found a roommate and sat down on their side.

At this time, Tubo pushed the Song Shuhang with his elbow, and smiled and said: "Book Air, you do, even play teacher and student love, when will the teacher of the art department next door soaked in the hands? Real people do not show up, division It’s too exciting to have a love relationship.”

Song Shuhang: "..." Is Tubo saying A-16?

"I have checked, Teacher Su is a genius of art from overseas. Her work has even won a world-class award, a true talented woman. This time Jiangnan University City also took a big price to hire her." Yangde tapped the tablet and pulled out the profile of 'Su Teacher'.

"In other words, when did you know someone's teacher Su? She just returned to China this year?" Gao Moumou also asked.

"Well... In fact, knowing her is the last semester. At the end of the semester, I met her and then I met." Song Shudao.

"No wonder, I feel that Su teacher is familiar, may have seen her during the semester, but I can't think of it." Tubo pinched his chin.

Gao Moumou is also close to Song Shuhang, and smiled: "How, Book Air. What step did you take with Teacher Su?"

Tubo: "Speaking of it, I didn't think that the aesthetics of your bookmates and your girlfriend are like the same as Gao, and they like this petite woman."

Song Shuhang: "..." Why does the meaning of this statement speak out in the mouth of Tubo, and he is as sinful as Loli?

"Tubo, you don't understand. You don't understand the cuteness of petite women. Small looks, people can't help but protect them in their arms, take care of them. And, petite looks will make them look special. Meng." Gao Moumou is proud of the ocean.

"I still like the European side bigger." Tubo said in front of his chest: "If I want to find a girlfriend, I must aim at the type of book sister Zhao Ya Ya."

Song Shuhang: "..." Tubo, do you want to be my brother-in-law?

"Young people, you don't understand. The chest is not flat, why is it flat?" Gao's face is unpredictable.

"Hey, the topic of discussion has passed." Yangde pushed the glasses: "The poem is still sitting on the side."

The poem Lolly looked down at her chest at this time. After a long while, she seemed to suddenly wake up. Then... she silently stayed away from Gao’s seat.

Gao Moumou: "..." Hey, hello, poetry, you misunderstood, I just like petite women, but I am not a loli control, I can't start this kind of real loli, and I have Female ticket!

After seeing Gao Moumou being dismissed by poetry Lolly, Song Shuhang’s heart was inexplicably happy.

"Right, Book Air. Is your body better?" Yang De asked, in the morning, he remembered that Song Shuhang’s face was white from time to time and seemed to be very painful.

"Do not worry, my body is double... great..." Song Shuhang said halfway, then his face twitched.

The electric shock of the left hand is coming again. The electric shock of this day is even stronger than the morning. Song Shuhang couldn't easily adapt to the morning's electric shock intensity. I didn't expect the intensity of the electric shock in the afternoon to increase.

Song Shuhang turned silently, leaning on the table, biting his teeth and enduring the pain of electric shock.

"Hey, hello, book, you still have to take time off." Yang De worried, this is not like nothing.

"Reassured, really nothing." Song Shuhang waved his hand.

This time, the electric bombings came quickly and went fast. It seems that the white predecessor found the wrong side of his left hand, took a remedy for his left hand, and strengthened the defense against his left hand.

After about ten interest, the White Supreme put a note in his left hand.

Song Shuhang’s idea was to move the note to the world.

[Sorry, Book Air Xiaoyou. The operation was mistaken and the nuclear bomb broke out. By the way, Book Air Xiaoyou, do you have a computer around you? Pass one piece and give it to me. I have been boring for a long time, but I haven’t collected the model of the nuclear bomb. I don’t want to be able to brush it for a while. So, you pass the computer over, I want to play the game for a while, just a single machine. 】

Song Shuhang: "..."

Is this the white lord to rob, or is it to rob the white lord?

Song Shuhang re-stripped a piece of paper and wrote: [The computer is not, but the white predecessor, you can play mobile games. 】

After writing, Book Air will send the note to the world.

After a while, the White Supreme replied: [The mobile phone accidentally blew up in this wave of nuclear bomb attack... It’s better to borrow me. Just the last time I saw your phone screen cracked. After the catastrophe, we went to buy a new mobile phone, and then I will give you the mobile phone magic. 】

Song Shuhang looked at his mobile phone. After his screen was cracked last time, he did not repair the whites. In addition, after the robbery last night, his mobile phone was also hurt by the robbery, and from time to time, the screen was screened from time to time. Change a new one.

Therefore, Song Shuhang first took out his mobile phone card from the mobile phone, and the mobile phone card seems to be somewhat damaged. When you need to find a time to change the new card.

Then Song Shuhang put the phone back in his pocket, and at this time, he sent it to the white lord.

After playing with the mobile phone, this class of white predecessors did not send any more paper.

Song Shuhang can imagine the world of white robbers, while the white predecessors brushed the sky and robbed while playing mobile games. Well, the white predecessors are happy.

......

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During the break between classes, Song Shuhang was bored and painted on paper.

"What is the Song brother brother painting?" The poem Lolly leaned over and curiously looked at the pattern on Song Shuhang's paper.

It seems that it looks like a huge flying sword. However, on the flying sword, there is a bar and a vertical line. I don't know what it is.

"I am painting a design." Song Shuhang is a serious man.

"Design drawing? New flying sword?" asked the poem curiously.

"It's a treasure knife!" Song Shuhang passed the slogan of "passing into the secret".

"Oh, what are the black lines above?" asked the poem.

"It's a guardrail." Song Shuhang said with a thumbs up: "You don't know, flying swords and guardrails, is it particularly safe to fly?"

poetry:"……"

Although it may not be good to describe Song brother, she really wants to say: MDZZ.