Hunting College

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

Because she just interjected to ask one more question, the situation did not go in the worst direction Zheng Qing imagined.

While Su Ya was still wondering what kind of attitude to use to face him, Su Shijun took off her glasses on the stage and attracted everyone's attention.

...

Before today, Zheng Qing never felt that the two words ‘dazzling and beautiful’ could be used together.

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

Beauty is dazzling.

Even the sun was eclipsed in front of her.

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

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

Under the stage, the students repeated the movements of raising and lowering their heads.

I looked up to take another look.

It is like an artist facing a famous painting of the ages, and a musician listening to the masterpiece. Everyone has their own concept of beauty in their hearts, but no matter from which point of view, Su Shijun’s appearance is amazing and people can’t help thinking. Take one more look.

And bowed his head because of fear.

Fear that your eyes will be burned by the beauty on the podium, or you will be blasphemy if you look at it more. After taking a sneak peek, many students will involuntarily lower their heads, close their eyes, suppressing their panic and anxiety, and confess their offense.

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

She likes to see the complex eyes of shock, admiration, and self-assertion after seeing the young lady.

This look gave her an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

And Su Shijun was holding his arm and holding the pair of glasses between his fingers, looking at the students indifferently.

She had faced such eyes and the frenetic emotions brewing under them countless times.

Her mood was unwavering.

"...It's a bit too sudden." Old Yao bit his pipe hard, and smiled bitterly: "They are still children, and it's a bit scary to give them so much excitement..."

His voice broke the tranquility of the classroom, and suddenly attracted the glaring eyes of the students.

Everyone has completely forgotten the identity of Lao Yao, as well as all things such as class and study-it seems that being able to quietly appreciate that beauty is the only meaning of life.

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

The angry eyes of the students just now calmed down.

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

"...Intoxication is fake, and fascination is also fake...their appearance is just because of magic." Su Shijun's voice is still sweet, but his face is expressionless.

"It's terrible, terrible..." Lao Yao exclaimed repeatedly, "This natural charm effect is probably comparable to Queen Daji and Saint Tushan in ancient times!"

No one dislikes compliments.

Especially the compliment of a high-ranking person.

"You laughed," Su Shijun finally stopped being stern and smiled slightly. The sunlight outside the window seemed to be completely dimmed: "Queen Daji and Saint Tushan are both nine-tailed holy foxes...I just made three tails. It’s not far off."

"Different, different!" Old Yao waved his hand again and again: "The blood of the ancient fox family is pure. Even the newly born little foxes have three tails... The nine tails of the Tushan clan are nothing but the great wizard's The degree... is no different from you now."

After all, he didn't wait for Su Shijun to answer, and turned straight to face everyone in the hall.

"Wake up!" Old Yao Zhong patted his slap again.

Zheng Qing struck a spirit, and his eyes immediately regained clarity.

He looked around and looked at the students around him who had been unable to get rid of Su Shijun's charm effect, his heart was full of fear.

If this were on the battlefield, the wizards of my own class would have been wiped out by the organizations.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glanced at the witch on the stage again.

Perhaps it was because of the applause that Lao Yao had just said. Although Su Shijun is still so beautiful, he does not have the fascinating feeling before.

Of course, even so, she is equally dazzling.

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

"... I said in the first class that I want you to meet with Senator Su and talk about topics that your young people like." When everyone wakes up, Lao Yao said unhurriedly: "Now Senator Su is already Here comes... what are your problems, you must seize the opportunity!"

After that, he turned his head to look at Su Shijun.

Beauty Su did not speak, just stretched out her hand and touched her little maid's head.

Su Ya's eyes immediately narrowed into a slit with a smile, and the tail under her skirt turned up and down, looking very happy.

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

"Can anyone ask questions?" A classmate asked in 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, before being glared by Old Yao, he froze there, unable to move.

"It's not like words!" The professor reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Are there any rules?! What do you make the guests think! This is the student of our first university? This is the quality of the top class of Jiuyou Academy?"

No one in the hall said anything.

After a moment of silence, each arm was raised high and neatly.

Old Yao nodded in satisfaction, bit his pipe, and slowly walked to the window, holding his arms, leaning on the window sill, and looking at everyone with a smile.

"...Then, it's up to me to choose who to ask questions now!" As he said, Su Ya glared at the young public student like a demonstration.

Zheng Qing shrugged, showing a bit of bitterness on his face, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Don't ask, don't ask... He doesn't have any questions to ask at first.

As long as the little fox girl doesn't yell ‘he bullies me’ in class, everything is easy to say, everything is easy to say.

It was a very cost-effective thing for Zheng Qing to use such an opportunity to calm the little girl.

"Then, the first questioner..." Su Ya bit her index finger, glanced left and right, looking at the arms in front of him that stood up like a dense forest, and fell into difficulty in choosing.

But soon, her eyes lit up.

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

Fatty Xin stood up flattered, not knowing why he was favored by Little Fox Girl.

Zheng Qing curled his lips and said nothing.

He knew that this was a reward for Little Fox Girl to Xin Fatty who just pulled him up from under the table.

Although the fat man raised his hand, he obviously did not expect that he could be lighted up. He seemed a little rushed. After a while, he held a piece of paper, raised his head, looked at the podium, and plucked up the courage to ask loudly:

"Madam, is it convenient for you to disclose your specific age? Because I have searched all the information, but there is no accurate statement... I am a trainee reporter of the school newspaper. I hope I can write the most accurate report for you."

This question caused everyone in the class to look at them.

Regardless of men and women ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is well known that asking a lady's age is very offensive, let alone in the public.

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

"Is this an answer?" Fatty Xin muttered.

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

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

"This is not a problem, madam!" another classmate shouted almost simultaneously.

"Fatty has only one chance to ask questions, he has no questions, madam!"

The crowd in the audience was passionate and fierce, and they rushed up to beat the fat man when there was a big disagreement.

Fatty Xin shrank his head and lay down on the table in despair.