Chapter 10: Deduct 1 overnight and soar the next day!
Before they finished laughing, they saw Lao Li staring over and scolding:
"You guys have the nerve to laugh?"
"Others Ye After all, Chen is a fairy seedling, so what do you think? What?”
“If I don’t seize the time and work hard, I won’t even be able to get into an ordinary university. Is it possible that I want to go to college and start building floor tiles in the future? Or go dig spiritual stones in the mountains...”< br>
After Lao Li scolded him, the faces of Zhang Dahai and several male classmates around him turned blue and white.
They are all young people, and they are at the most respectable age.
It’s nothing to be scolded by the teacher. The key is to step on Ye Chen. Naturally, everyone felt that they couldn’t save their face and their faces didn’t look good.
Only Lin Mo's smile faded, but his expression was normal, but he didn't say a word.
After Lao Li scolded him angrily, he said to Ye Chen:
"Let's leave it like this for today. You go back first. I'll go back and communicate with Zhu Hongyuan's parents properly."
When Ye Chen heard this, he frowned. He originally wanted to say I ordered something, but Lao Li stopped me by saying "Go back to class quickly", so I had no choice but to give up.
Just before walking out of the office door, he looked at Lin Mo and others and snorted coldly:
"The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!"
Shenjin, second grade You must have read too many novels... Lin Mo turned his head and didn't bother to pay attention to this second grade disease.
After Ye Chen left the office, Lao Li turned to look at them and said:
"You said you are among the top and bottom in the class, and there are two who have not even graduated from ordinary universities. You can’t even get in, don’t shrink! I’m talking about you, Zhang Dahai!”
Zhang Dahai lowered his head as if he was named.
Lao Li’s output has just begun:
“Lin Mo did well in the literary test and can go to a good ordinary university.”
"What about you? Last time, the score of the second model couldn't even get into an ordinary college. Tell me what you usually do?"
"And you guys, don't laugh! You usually have other people's leaves in your cultivation. Chen, are you working hard?”
“When Ye Chen joined the class three years ago, he was at the bottom and ranked last in the class. What about now? Number one!"
"You guys usually have to learn from Ye Chen, but you won't even be able to reach the third level of Qi Refining together."
Zhang Dahai. He lowered his head and muttered, trying to interrupt the spellcasting: "I really want to learn, but no one has given me the title of [Son of Luck]."
"Zhang Dahai, you still have the nerve to speak!"
Lao Li immediately opened his eyes, pointed at him and said:
"What's the use of just having a title? Others have also worked hard to get where they are today. Achievements.”
“Really strong people never complain about the environment!”
Of course the strong people don’t complain about the environment, because the environment is ruined by them... Hearing this, Lin Mo chuckled in his heart.
But if he said this kind of thing, he would definitely mention the essence of the technique ten times again.
Lin Mo lowered his head and wrote furiously, with his left ear going in and the right ear going out.
Fortunately, Zhang Dahai is the main output target, and the others are secondary targets. Lin Mo is the least output target among everyone.
When he had almost finished copying the essentials of the exercises, Lao Li stopped talking as his mouth went dry.
"If you are caught by me again, you will go home for the rest of the time and you are not allowed to come to school again!"
Lao Li drove them out of the office with a gloomy expression.
Zhang Dahai walked out of the office building where the teacher was, and said unconvinced:
"That Ye Chen is so awesome, didn't he just get the title of Son of Luck through shitty luck? Three He was not as good as me a few years ago!”
“And Lao Li, too. Why don’t you work hard? Isn’t it called hard work to meditate for more than 10 hours a day?”
The classmate next to him comforted: “Brother Zhang, calm down, Ye Chen is a child of luck, and he will go to school in the future?” We are ordinary people from the Taoist Academy, we cannot afford to offend you!”
"Hey, there's nothing I can do. To be honest, when Ye Chen glared at me just now, I felt a little guilty."
"Who says it's not the case! I heard that Zhu Hongyuan, the second-generation immortal in Class Seven, was killed by him I was seriously injured. I almost wanted to slap myself in the mouth just now. Why can't I hold it in like that? "But to be honest, it's really funny, especially when the phrase "Thirty Years of Hedong" came out, I couldn't help it."
"Hahaha, I did. Also..."
"..."
A few people chatted for a while, and the tense mood in the office relaxed a little.
When the smiles appeared on the faces of the brothers again, the bell for the evening self-study also rang at this time.
“Okay, let’s slip away!”
“Wuhu~! Another day of fooling around!”
“Haha, copying books is pretty good too. , I found that I seem to have understood a little bit of the secret of the technique, and maybe I can make great strides tomorrow and surpass Ye Chen!”
"Awesome, awesome! I want to be rich and noble..."
"Easy to say, easy to say! Same as the same person..."
"..."
A few people waved to each other, it's time Those who go back to the dormitory go back to the dormitory, and those who should go home go home.
Lin Mo also patted Zhang Dahai on the shoulder: "I'll see you tomorrow!"
Zhang Dahai smiled and cursed back, his expression returned to his usual carelessness, and then he waved and followed the classmates living in the dormitory back.
However, Lin Mo, who had always known him well, could still tell that the steps he and those classmates left seemed a bit heavy, and it was obviously not as relaxed as they said.
Lin Mo looked at their backs and shook his head.
Zhang Dahai may not know the purpose of Lao Li's well-timed scolding at that time.
In the eyes of head teacher Lao Li, whether it is him, Zhang Dahai or others, there is a high probability that they will not be able to achieve immortality in the future.
Offending a proud man like Ye Chen who is destined to embark on the path of immortality is naturally not a good thing for them.
Although Earth and Nine Continents are now unified and the legal system is perfect, there is no longer the chaos that existed hundreds of years ago where monks regarded mortals as ants and slaughtered them at will.
But practitioners are extraordinary people after all, and ordinary people cannot afford to offend them.
Now that they are all still students, Lao Li can still take care of them.
Ten years from now, twenty years from now, maybe Lao Li will have to bow down respectfully in front of Ye Chen and call him "Master Immortal".
If Ye Chen comes and says, "If you don't deal with me, it's hard to heal my heart, who can stop me?"
Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a little heavy in his heart.
These conjectures may never happen, but who can guarantee that it will not happen?
After all, whether these conjectures will become reality depends entirely on Ye Chen's thought.
It was only at this moment that Lin Mo realized from Lao Li's performance that the so-called world of immortality was more cruel than he imagined.
He patted his cheek to wake himself up a little.
It’s decided!
If you don’t sleep tonight, you will deduct 1 all night long, and you will soar the next day. Start by quitting sleeping!
Lin Mo clenched his left fist and thought to himself with firm belief.
An hour later...
"Damn it, I almost fell asleep again!"
Lin Mo woke up from the futon on the floor and patted his cheek hard, trying to let the pain drive away his sleep and brainwash himself at the same time:
"You are less than 18 years old. How can you sleep at such a young age!"
(End of Chapter)