Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 154 Killer Female Student VS Gentle Scum Professor 72

The ribbon slowly fell to the ground, Quan Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

The originally black "Fan Cage" is still black, but its size is twice as large as before, accounting for one-half of the entire secret room.

Not only that, there is also a small cage in the cage that can only accommodate one person.

Quan Jiu frowned.

What the hell?

Cage within a cage?

As soon as she took a step forward, a light suddenly came on in the secret room.

Colorful lights.

Projected on the black cage, the originally dark cage body also surges with light, and the silent black seems to come alive, flowing with the colors.

Quan Jiu: “…”

Good guy.

Is it true that her mother is colorful black?

It’s just this light…

She looked up at the ceiling.

The light was really, really dim, not even much brighter than a candle.

She stretched out her hand, and there was a "little strawberry" in her palm.

She was shocked and speechless: "This light still has a shape?"

After a while, there was another grape in her hand.

Quan Jiu: “…”

strawberry?

Grape?

What is this?

Fruit Family Story?

Shen Qingze saw the confusion in her eyes, took her hand and said lightly:

"Fruits are naturally meant to be eaten."

Quan Jiu: “…”

She glanced at the little strawberry shadow on her arm.

I seem to understand something.

………

Shen Qingze's vacation lasted for one year.

When school started again, the number of students originally sitting in the classroom changed again.

Everyone has long heard about Professor Shen Da’s rumors and deeds, and has seen his ID photo posted in the college building. It was finally possible to see him in person today, and everyone looked outside the classroom with excitement.

Shen Qingze is still wearing a white shirt, a gray triangle vest, and suit trousers that outline his long straight legs. On the man's tall nose, he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He placed the lesson plan on the podium, raised his eyes to the silent students on and off the stage, and raised his thin lips slightly:

"morning."

"……morning."

"Good morning, Professor Shen."

The students in the audience seemed to be waking up from a dream, nodding mechanically to say hello, but their eyes kept staring at the slanting burn scar on his right face.

Professor Shen Da, who ranks first in appearance in the imperial capital, is actually disfigured?!

Everyone stared at the scars on his face, with pity, regret, distress, sadness, disbelief and other emotions in their eyes...

The classmates who came back to their senses were afraid of hurting Shen Qingze's self-esteem, so they looked away, but the stiff expressions on their faces showed that they could not ignore the scars on his face.

Just because he is Shen Qingze.

Shen Qingze's appearance is outstanding.

A student once took a picture of him in class and posted it on the Internet. It was directly searched twice and attracted students from nearby universities to come to take classes.

When someone showed off his academic qualifications, a group of people turned from pretty fans into hard-core fans.

He is tall, rich, handsome, highly intelligent, highly educated, knowledgeable, and as gentle as jade.

Such a nearly perfect person now suffers from "imperfections" that cannot be ignored.

No one will feel sad.

Except Shen Qingze.

His dark eyes were clear, and he even took the initiative to mention the scars on his face with a gentle tone:

"Scared?"

"No!"

His little fans answered the loudest, their eyes red.

Shen Qingze's mouth opened into a light smile:

"If there was an accident, I'm afraid this will happen again."

There were students who had been in contact with Shen Qingze before. They stared at the unburdened smile on his lips and felt so sad that they wanted to cry. After thinking about it for a long time, they finally asked:

"Professor, aren't you... sad..."

The once perfect and aloof legend of the imperial capital, now has to suffer from the strange eyes of everyone.

Shen Qingze turned his head and his eyes fell on Quan Jiu, who was sitting in the first row.

The two looked at each other, his eyes soft.

"It's not sad, it's just a skin."

He got something more important than skin.

Good night

(End of chapter)