Chapter 667: Time is running out
Ye Fan slumped in his seat, next to him was Pang Bo and another girl who he didn't know now but would be his classmate in the future.
Ye Fan was not killed by Pang Bo, which is regrettable, no, it is regrettable, and no, it is a relief.
But now Ye Fan's whole person exudes an aura that he has no hope in life, why does the world treat me like this, and I just want to die.
Just ask the girl next to you to move her body to the other side.
It's so sad that it makes people dizzy.
"Yi Zi, what's wrong with you?" Pang Bo asked worriedly, fearing that he might have knocked Ye Fan out of trouble.
"I want to be quiet."
"Don't ask me who Jingjing is, I just think about it without any reason."
Pang Bo felt that this particularly opportunistic friend he had just met might have something wrong with his brain.
I didn't ask who Jingjing was?
"Papa!"
Pang Bo still wanted to speak, but the counselor on the podium clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"Hello, classmates, my surname is Meng, and I will be your counselor from now on. For the next four years..."
Then there was the scene of blah blah blah, how we will all be family from now on, and we have been in the same boat through thick and thin for four years, and so on.
Then Counselor Meng took out the roll call and called the names. Although during the cultivation period, those who had not come to communicate with the teaching building magic weapon would be known.
But life still needs a sense of ritual.
"Ye Fan!" The first one is Ye Fan, who can't run away.
"Here!" Ye Fan's transformation from extremely decadent to extremely energetic happened in just an instant. In an environment like a classroom, Ye Fan couldn't help but stand in awe when he heard this familiar voice.
A memory engraved in the muscles and the mind.
If you’re not serious, you’ll eat fried meat with bamboo shoots.
"Pangbo!"
"Here!" The loud voice made Ye Fan cover his ears, and then Ye Fan glanced at Pang Bo. Grandma Li, was it intentional?
"Zhou Yi!"
"Here we go!" A young man with a strong sense of elegance stood up. He looked very easy-going and had an unusual temperament.
Counselor Meng glanced at Zhou Yi and nodded. Among Ye Fan's classmates, Zhou Yi is second only to Ye Fan in terms of future achievements.
If you keep following Ye Fan, he will also be on top of the world in the future.
……
Ye Fan spent the first day of college in an indescribable mood.
"Uncle Meng, how can you, a kindergarten teacher, come to teach in college?"
Ye Fan went to Counselor Meng and asked the question that had been in his mind for a long time.
"Is there a difference? Isn't it all about teaching and educating people?" Counselor Meng entered some information into the educational magic weapon without raising his head.
"..." Ye Fan has nothing to say, is there no difference? But can kindergarten and university be the same?
One is a three-year-old child, and the other is an 18-year-old adult!
"Be more serious in college." Counselor Meng told Ye Fan.
Ye Fan said feebly: "Now that I know Uncle Meng, I will study hard."
"I'm not just talking about studying." Counselor Meng looked up at Ye Fan, "In these four years, just do whatever you want to do."
"Falling for the first time, skipping school to play games, and inviting friends to go on an interstellar trip at the drop of a hat."
"Whatever you want to do, do it."
"After all, there will be no chance in the future."
Ye Fan was a little confused when he heard this. What do you mean there will be no chance in the future?
It felt like I was going to die after finishing college.
"Uncle Meng, do I have some terminal disease that prevents me from surviving until the age of twenty-two? You and my parents have been hiding this from me."
Ye Fan asked tentatively. Counselor Meng's attitude made him confused.
"You guessed it right, there is no hope, just wait to die." Counselor Meng said angrily, and he was still terminally ill.
"Oh!"
Of course Ye Fan didn't believe this. He felt that his body was as strong as a cow and he could knock Counselor Meng away with one punch. How could he die at the age of twenty-two?
"By the way, you don't want to go to the next training classes." Counselor Meng said suddenly.
"Ah?" Ye Fan wondered, "Why?"
"Why did you go to school?" Instructor Meng's tone was strange, "You have no way to practice. If you go to the training class, isn't it just fishing?"
"That's what you said, but I still want to hear it." Ye Fan grimaced. His yearning for cultivation has never been extinguished. Instead, because he has been unable to practice for a long time but was in an environment with many practitioners, And more passionate.
In fact, when most people without cultivation level apply for college, they will choose some schools that specialize in the mortal field. On the contrary, there are fewer people who apply for schools that have majors in both cultivators and mortals.
Of course, with the huge student base, the ratio can be much smaller.
As for the school where Ye Fan is at, mortals like Ye Fan can also take the training courses, but when it comes to exams, only cultivators need to take them.
The emphasis of both sides is different, but they are in the same class, the same school, and learn some common courses.
"If you want to hear it, just let me teach you." Counselor Meng's tone was a bit harsh, "I can teach you whatever you want to learn! Immortal, eternal, invincible, and wise, I can teach you anything!"< br>
"Bragging." Ye Fan rolled his eyes, "Who do you think you are, the Emperor of Heaven?"
Ye Fan is much calmer now. He can't resist fate, so he can only lie down and let fate take its toll on him.
Move yourself!
Thinking about it now, I spent three years in high school thinking about escaping from Uncle Meng's "devil's clutches." Now seeing Uncle Meng in a foreign land, I feel quite friendly.
People will grow. The fifteen-year-old Ye Fan wanted to get out of his wings and struggled for three years. The eighteen-year-old Ye Fan came to a different place and saw Counselor Meng again. Apart from the fact that it was difficult to accept it at first. .
I even feel a little happy now.
"Uncle Meng, if you were the Emperor of Heaven, I would have hugged your thigh and not let go!"
The Emperor of Heaven is so far away that it has become a symbol, a symbol, but the Emperor of Heaven is so close that it has been integrated into people's daily lives, and everyone can say a few words in their lives.
My God, God is above, God bless, and so on.
"Hmph." Counselor Meng snorted, disdainfully answering Mark's question.
"If you want to learn, just learn, if you don't learn, get out!"
"Learn! I'll learn!" Ye Fan showed a flattering smile. A father-like person wants to teach you something. Do you want to learn it or not?
"Go and get in touch with your roommate. Why are you staying at my place all day?" Counselor Meng issued an eviction order.
"Goodbye, Uncle Meng! I'll ask you to eat later!" Ye Fan shouted, and then ran out quickly.
His roommates are Pang Bo, Zhou Yi, and Zhang Ziling.
Except for Zhou Yi, the other two people can be regarded as Ye Fan's die-hard supporters in the original plot.
This was of course arranged by Counselor Meng, and the school Ye Fan carefully chose in order to escape from the original city was also the one he attended in the original plot.
Somehow, the trajectory of fate has already been determined.
Counselor Meng looked at Ye Fan's running back, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"This is your last relaxing time, cherish it."
Ye Fan has not yet embarked on cultivation. Although Counselor Meng's methods have been falling on him, he is still a mortal after all.
After a few years, Ye Fan embarked on the path of destiny.
It won’t be that easy anymore. We, the monks, are fighting against the heavens and the earth. How can our cultivation life be complete without tempering?
As for now, mortal Ye Fan and Counselor Meng have no interest in sharpening their skills.
Even if you reduce the grinding, it is not that exciting and there is no sense of accomplishment.
Let Ye Fan live the life of a little Erbi for the last few years. (End of chapter)