Chapter 44 The teacher gives you a gift
"The titled Douluo killed the gods?"
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, as if he suddenly thought of something again, he snorted softly, turned his head and stopped looking at him.
So what if the skills are powerful? Is it a matter of skills now?
Am I really not attracted to you at all?
I, a girl, listened to your words, washed myself and waited for you, just to learn your skills?
Seeing her resentful look, Li Ling couldn't help laughing, got up, walked over to her and sat down next to her.
"Okay, don't be angry, the teacher will give you a gift."
As he spoke, he turned over his hand and took out a hair tie from the soul guide.
"Here, teacher, help you twist your hair."
Caress Zhu Zhuqing's soft green hair and pull up her hair.
At the entrance of Shrek Academy.
A middle-aged man in black robe with short hair was giving orders to the concierge.
"Whether I am a friend of your dean, won't you know if you call your dean out?"
This middle-aged man in black robe was in ragged clothes and was mentally depressed. He looked like a beggar and was particularly miserable.
He was Yu Xiaogang who was almost collapsed after being tortured by Bibi Dong, but was released by Qian Renxue.
What happened to Wuhun Palace left him with a serious psychological shadow on Wuhun Palace.
In recent years, he has been hiding in Tibet, fearing that he would be captured again by the people from Wuhun Palace.
In order to avoid being discovered by the people from Wuhun Palace again, he rarely even set foot in towns where humans lived.
It was not until recently that he could no longer bear the days of staying in the deep mountains and old forests, in the company of wild beasts and spirit beasts, and then he stepped out.
In order to avoid being searched by the Wuhun Palace, he simply pretended to be a beggar without soul power and begged all the way to get here.
The old concierge waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go, our dean has no time to see you, a beggar."
"If you want to beg for some food, just go to the village and beg for it."
"The villagers in our village are still very kind. As long as you ask for it, they can still give you a bite of food."
It wasn't that the old concierge looked down upon others, but that the man in front of him looked just like an ordinary beggar, and even his temperament was similar.
If a random person showed up and said he was a friend of the dean, he would have to call the dean over, and then he would no longer have the job.
The dean of the college doesn't have to do anything every day.
Bring a stool to the entrance of the college and sit there, waiting to meet his so-called 'friends'.
Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly darkened when he saw that he couldn't reason with the old concierge.
The soul power in the body is flowing and is about to explode.
At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind Yu Xiaogang.
"Teacher?"
When Yu Xiaogang heard this, he turned around and saw a man of twelve or thirteen years old not far away, looking straight at him.
Although the young man was dirty and had some dead grass on his hair, Yu Xiaogang still recognized him at a glance.
It was his good disciple, Tang San.
"You are really the teacher."
Tang San was extremely pleasantly surprised and ran over quickly.
Arriving in front of Yu Xiaogang, Tang San looked Yu Xiaogang up and down in surprise.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was in ragged clothes, his face was covered with dirt, and he looked miserable.
Just standing in front of him, you can smell a strange smell.
Tang San subconsciously wanted to cover his mouth and nose, but he was worried that such behavior would displease Yu Xiaogang.
I had no choice but to secretly hold my breath and endure the strange smell coming from Yu Xiaogang's body.
"Let's not mention these for now."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head and looked Tang San up and down.
"It's you, if you don't practice hard in the academy, what are you doing?"
Tang San was much better than Yu Xiaozhang at the moment.
Tang San's body was only stained with some dust and grass clippings, with a strong smell of sweat.
Yu Xiaogang's body smelled of sweat, beasts and soul beasts, and there seemed to be some faint smell of feces and urine.
All kinds of smells are mixed together, which is called a punch to the nose.
"Alas" Tang San couldn't help but sigh.
“It’s not just about completing the entrance examination.”
"Assessment? What assessment?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned when he heard this, and he was confused.
What the hell is that guy Flanders doing again?
In Shrek Academy's assessment, doesn't it suffice as long as the person is under thirteen years old and has a soul power level of over twenty-one?
"Yes, my assessment is to help the villagers in the village harvest wheat and grind flour."
"I have to do all these things alone."
Tang San smiled helplessly.
Even now, he doesn't feel that such an assessment will have any help in improving his strength.
"Nonsense, what kind of ridiculous assessment is this."
"Isn't this a waste of your precious cultivation time?"
Yu Xiaogang was furious when he heard this.
"Take me to Flanders now. I want to ask him how he came up with the idea of using such a ridiculous thing to assess the new students."
"Also, you don't have to do these things tomorrow."
"Your time should be spent on cultivation, not doing these meaningless things."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the academy.
The concierge saw that he not only knew the students in the academy, but also called out Flanders' name.
From his tone, it seemed that he was quite familiar with Vice Dean Flender, so he stopped trying to stop him.
Yu Xiao had just entered the academy when her steps suddenly stopped.
He turned around and glanced at the concierge lightly.
"As for you, you won't come tomorrow."
"Shrek Academy doesn't need someone like you who looks down on others."
After the words fell, Yu Xiaogang went straight to the academy without making any further stops.
Tang San glanced deeply at the old concierge, as if he was looking at a dead person.
He didn't say anything, and quickly followed Yu Xiaogang into the academy.
Once a teacher, always a father.
A little concierge dares to insult the teacher, he already has a way to die.
The old concierge recalled the look Tang San looked at him when he just left, and couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
"Son of a bitch, who are you scaring?"
"I really thought that if I knew a vice president, I would be able to dominate this place."
There was silence in the villa lounge.
She pursed her lips slightly, wiped the corners of her mouth gently, and turned her head, her ice-like face glowing with a faint pink color.
Li Ling stretched out feeling refreshed, lay down next to her, and poked her pink cheek with his finger.
"Okay, let's go wash up. Xiao Wu should be quick too"
"Well, why is it that Xiao Wu hasn't come yet at this hour?"
"You go check it out later and see why she hasn't come yet. Maybe she didn't want to pass the assessment."
Zhu Zhuqing's eyelashes trembled slightly and she glared at him resentfully.
Who is this?
After all, other people would only think about other things after they had finished eating.
It's a good thing for you that you didn't even wipe your mouth after eating, but you were already staring at the food in the pot.
No, you are not staring at the pot.
You didn't even wipe your mouth, and you asked me to go to the vegetable market to help you buy vegetables and cook your next meal.
She snorted angrily, stood up, put on her slippers, and headed towards the bathroom.
(End of chapter)