He Xiang stared at the page of the Chinese language book for so long that he could make holes in the book!

Is it so beautiful?

Nian You came over and took a look. It was just like his own book. It was not specially made. Why did he read it so seriously?

After staring at the book hole, she stared at the clock above the blackboard and kept looking at it.

Huh? Are you going to be crazy again?

Nian You watched her every move curiously.

Two, one! As soon as the bell rang, He Xiang grabbed a calligraphy book and a stack of paper and rushed out of the classroom, almost knocking the Chinese teacher to the ground.

The teacher knew she was crazy and didn't care.

Isn’t it just a calligraphy class? As for being crazy impatient?

Ever since He Xiang learned that his family was missing, he had made up his mind to go to Hongxiang Building to inquire about it. However, his spiritual consciousness never entered again. She had been looking forward to the calligraphy class that only came once a week for several days.

The first time I entered Hongxianglou was during a calligraphy class.

Nian You also grabbed the book and quickly followed the calligraphy class, setting off another calligraphy class.

Needless to say, those girls all wanted to catch a glimpse of Nian You's charm.

From the head, to the skin, from the eyes to the Adam's apple, not an inch of skin was spared.

Of course the school uniforms are all the same, but when they are worn on him, there is something special about them.

They wished they had a pair of clairvoyant eyes, otherwise, they could say too much and it would be so embarrassing that their hearts would stop.

They followed his eyes.

It’s her again, she’s so blessed with a sense of superiority!

Normally, he would be domineering when he was his deskmate, but now, he was being clingy.

They whispered and discussed how to get revenge on her.

He Xiang couldn't care about this. She turned to the page she entered for the first time, stared at the ink words, and was lost in thought...

Sure enough, someone pulled her thoughts into the pages of the book, and the teacher's voice on the podium became farther and farther away until she could no longer hear it.

She climbed the stairs in a hurry, not caring to breathe or rest. She just hated how the Hongxiang Tower could be built so high.

She successfully entered the Hongxiang Tower door, flashed her big black eyes, looked up in the air, and shouted:

"Mysterious man in the sky, I know you are here, and I have something urgent to ask you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sentence suddenly appeared in the air:

Life Keeper He Xiang, the first of the six realms of the Cultural Holy Ruins, the Young Transformation Realm, due to his excellent performance, the realm value is 100%, and he has been successfully promoted to the second realm, the Xiaohua Realm, with a realm value of 1%, and he can enter the Hongxiang Tower at the same time.

On the first level, you can absorb the spiritual power of each Holy Family.

It doesn't matter whether you enter the second realm or not. It doesn't matter if you can absorb the spiritual power of each holy family. Being able to become a life-keeper is for your family and to end your evil star destiny as soon as possible. Now that your family is missing, you don't care about these things.

Woolen cloth!

He Xiang muttered and asked anxiously:

"My family members are missing. Is helping me find them one of the rewards for being a lifekeeper?"

A sentence immediately appeared in the air:

Forget it! Your family is not in danger now, and you will meet soon. You can enter the first floor, which contains tasks to improve your realm.

"I used to really want to enter the first floor, and I also liked to ascend to the second level, but these were all things before my family disappeared. If my family can't be found, I won't go to the first floor to explore the secrets."

After she said this, a male voice suddenly sounded in the air:

"What a stubborn girl!"

He Xiang turned around and ran out of the gate of Hongxiang Tower, closed the gate tightly as if in anger, and ran down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, she stopped and turned around to see that Hongxiang Tower had disappeared. Was it because the mountain fog was covering it, or...

At this moment, someone pushed her and her mind retreated from the book.

She sat upright and the sounds of the classroom returned.

Although her realm level had risen, she couldn't be happy, and the news about her family was still uncertain.

It takes a lot of effort to do these things.

He Xiang collapsed on the table as if he had been cramped.

"Hey, Wang Youjun, should I be happy for you, or sad?"

Wu Daozi asked, pointing to the disappointed He Xiang who was lying on the table.

At this moment, Wang Xizhi really hates the fact that iron cannot be made into steel. Seeing that the calligraphy teacher's calligraphy attainments are not high, he is still talking nonsense here about his own calligraphy achievements.

I wish I could slap him in the face.

Wu Daozi flew behind him and repeated what he said before, but Wang Xizhi ignored him.

Looking at the calligraphy teacher with a Mediterranean hairstyle, the red in the middle is particularly conspicuous, he bent down for the girl, leaned down, put his arm around her, corrected the pen holding posture; and pointed out the font structure for the girl...

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"This old guy is pointing here and there, and all of them are girls. Their eyes are narrow, their waists are so low, and they are so close!

You are so old, so lustful, and you can do something to your grandchildren’s girls?”

Wu Daozi thought to himself that if he didn't educate this calligraphy teacher, Wang Youjun would not be able to communicate well with him.

Thinking of this, Wu Daozi waved his whisk brush. The calligraphy teacher aimed at a beautiful girl again and prepared to move closer...

Unexpectedly, his feet were unstable, he staggered, and fell. His forehead hit the corner of the girl's stool, and a big bump suddenly formed.

There was an uproar in the classroom.

Several boys picked a fight with the teacher and sent the teacher to the school doctor's office, gloating over his misfortune.

Who told him to focus on the female classmates? Are we boys all the descendants of calligraphers and don't need guidance?

I've noticed something wrong with him a long time ago. He's bent so low that his saliva probably hit the female classmate's face. Isn't it disgusting?

Haha...what a retribution!

Several boys chatted loudly, and the female classmates who had been "coached" by him blushed and lowered their heads.

Wang Xizhi didn't appreciate it. He grabbed Wu Daozi's white beard, sat on the light tube, and reiterated the rules:

"You old and immortal painting monster, how many times have I told you that we cannot interfere with the heir's growth and experience, as it will affect her chances.

It would be better for you to take action and teach the people related to her a lesson. Isn't this challenging my bottom line?

Isn't it because I didn't answer your question? Are you so restless?"

Instead, Wu Daozi reached out and patted his shoulder to express comfort:

"I know, it was my fault today!

I really feel sorry for those female calligraphy disciples who admire you, but they were taken advantage of by that bad old man!

Haha... To borrow a modern term, we just can't let him stretch out his dirty hands and let him take advantage of him!"

Haha...he really does!

These ancient sayings mixed with modern words made Wang Xizhi laugh.

"What did you ask me just now?"

"He Xiang, He Xiang! How she performed in Hongxiang Tower today!"

"She! It's okay, don't worry, this child has a lot of opportunities! Whether she is happy or not is her business!"
Chapter completed!