Douluo Dalu

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"Isn't this the Wang Gang's gang of poor people?" As soon as he entered the cafeteria, a discordant voice came over.

Looking at the direction of the voice of the Tang Dynasty, I saw a group of senior students standing on the stairs on the first and second floors. They were looking at them from the top.

He spoke of a handsome male student who looked handsome and handsome. He was about eleven or two years old. His face was full of disdain. He was shaking his finger toward Wang Sheng. "Poor ghost is a poor ghost. I am afraid I will never be able to eat on the second floor."

On the way to the canteen, Wang Sheng has told the seven-story boss to tell the little dance for the rules of the students. The little dance promised refreshingly. At this time, someone was provoked and suddenly ran into the air. "What are you, what is great on the second floor?"

A small student around the dance whispered in her ear: "The second floor is a place to order food alone. The price is very expensive, we really can't afford it."

The little dance figure is similar to that of Tang San. It was previously blocked by Wang Sheng. At this time, the students on the stairs naturally saw her look. The male student who spoke suddenly blinked. "Good little Loli. Ah, unfortunately it is a work student. Wang Sheng, Lao Tzu is going to eat now, this time let go of you."

Said, a group of people went down the stairs to the second floor.

The little dance is going to catch up, but it was pulled by Tang San. "Forget it, we are here to eat."

The little dance looked at Tang Sanyi with some disdain. "Are you so afraid of things?"

Tang San did not explain, and the team came to the end of the team to buy rice.

Tangmen's rules: Any disciple of Tangmen can't easily provoke right and wrong, but if there is an active aggressor, Xu will return it.

From the perspective of adults, the students in this college, regardless of their personality, are just a group of children. Let him be an adult mentality passer-by to compete with a child in his early tens. Tang San can not have that. interest.

However, the character expressed by the little dance makes Wang Sheng more appreciate.

At this moment, Tang San saw an acquaintance and hurriedly went up. "Teacher, you have come to eat too."

It is the master who came. Nodded at him and said: "Is everything packed?"

Tang San’s respectful decapitation: “Thank you for the teacher’s beggar.”

The master patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come with me to the second floor to eat. Then I will take you to me to recognize the door."

Tang San shook his head and said: "No, teacher, I will still eat with my roommates." He never wanted to be a maverick.

The master did not insist, nodded and said: "Well, you are right to do this. Go. After dinner, wait for me at the entrance of the cafeteria." Finished, the path went from the second floor.

I don't know why, Tang San thinks that the master is a bit like his father. Although his father has very few words, the master has more words, but they have a special feeling in temperament. Especially the masters, the performance is more obvious in this regard. Even when he laughs, it can be serious.

Wang Sheng came to Tang San, "Do you know the master?"

Tang nodded three times and said: "He is my teacher."

Wang Sheng looks like a weird saying: "No. You worship the master as a teacher? His strength is not good. In our college, the master is only a guest-like figure. It is said that because of the good relationship with the dean, he stayed in the college. It’s hard to listen to it, it’s a white food. I heard that the age of the master is not over the age of the Great Soulmaster, and the Wuhun is only twenty-nine. I am afraid that it will not be possible to break through in my life.”

Tang San looked up and looked at Wang Sheng seriously. "If you don't want to talk to me again, please don't judge my teacher. This is the first time, I hope it is the last time. Thank you for your kindness. I think, I still don't have to treat you."

When he finished, he turned and walked outside the cafeteria.

Wang Sheng did not expect Tang San’s reaction to be so big, and he was there for a while. The little dance and other students on the side didn't understand why he did.

One day is a teacher, and life is a father. For Tang San, it is not just a mouthful. Since he worshipped the master as a teacher, he respected the master from the heart. If you just said that the master is not eating Wang Shan, but another person, I am afraid that he will start directly.

Wang Sheng is somewhat annoyed: "It’s inexplicable. This kid has something wrong."

The little dance looked at the back of Tang San’s departure. Although he was wearing a patched dress, he didn’t know it. The thin figure seemed to be a bit taller.

After eating dry food in Qingshui, Tang San quickly returned to the cafeteria. This time he did not walk in and stood quietly waiting at the entrance of the cafeteria. Many of the past students cast curious eyes on him, but he did not see them as if they didn't see them.

After waiting for half an hour, the master finally came out of the canteen, and together with him came a middle-aged man who was similar to his age.

The middle-aged man is wearing a robes, looks a little more handsome than the master, his chin is slightly convex, and his face has a gentle smile.

"Let's go, Xiaosan." The master greeted Tang San, who stood at the entrance of the cafeteria.

The middle-aged man around the master smiled and said: "This is your new disciple?"

The master nodded.

The middle-aged man patted the master's shoulder. "Well, I wish you success. I will go first." After that, he looked at Tang Sanyi and he went in the other direction.

The master's residence is in a room on the top corner of the dormitory building. The room is small, only about 30 square meters. The things inside are also very simple. Only one bookcase that occupies two walls filled with various books attracts the attention of Tang San.