"Pingzi, it's your turn to get food, and the people behind are still queuing up."

"Oh, OK, oh."

Zhu Jianping walked forward absent-mindedly, ordered two dishes casually, then took the plate and walked to a corner of the canteen.

When the meal plate was placed in front of him, Zhu Jianping had no appetite at all.

Last night, he had just returned from the mission world, and the hideous corpses and dirty blood were still wandering in his mind, lingering like a nightmare.

Zhu Jianping didn't even know what he was doing at school now, but he was almost instinctively. He woke up in the morning and went straight to school. Originally, his academic performance was not good, so he sat in the last row in the class. Except for the TV station who came to interview him, the teacher would not pay attention to his presence during the rest of the time when he was interviewing him.

However, at this time, it seems that only the school, only the previous life trajectory, and only the familiar taste in the real world can bring a little comfort to Zhu Jianping's heart.

I come to school not to study, but to seek such warmth.

Looking at the food in front of him, Zhu Jianping had no appetite at all.

However, Zhu Jianping, who was so hungry that he had eaten human flesh in the last mission world, has clearly realized the importance of food to himself. It is not the boundary between unpalatable and delicious food, but the distance between life and death.

Put down the chopsticks and start stewing rice.

Zhu Jianping was in a hurry and in a hurry. He was not as if he was enjoying the relaxation of eating in his spare time, but was forcing himself to complete a task.

Many students around him cast strange eyes, but Zhu Jianping didn't care at all. After experiencing the mission world, his mentality had changed long ago. He was no longer the inferior young man who blushed and shy when he was noticed by others. Life is a kind of improvement of experience rather than a simple pile of time.

He knows the stimulation of life and death better than everyone in the cafeteria here, and understands the meaning of the food in front of him to himself.

At this time, two English teachers wearing stockings walked over next to Zhu Jianping. Zhu Jianping's eyes couldn't help but swept over their stocking legs, one slender and the other plump and white.

After swallowing the food, Zhu Jianping couldn't help swallowing again, and then his breathing began to become rapid. He needed to vent, and he knew clearly that he needed to release some of the demons in his heart.

He was almost suffocating, both in his body and in his heart, like a balloon that had been blown up and could explode at any time.

He felt that he needed to do something, and he knew what he could do now.

Zhu Jianping swallowed another bite of rice, and his eyes were already a little red.

A strange stimulation began to rise in his heart, and even his breathing began to become much heavier.

Have a meal first, have a good meal, and have the strength to go!

"Bang."

A dining plate was put down in front of Zhu Jianping. Then a blond middle-aged man sat down.

Zhu Jianping stood up subconsciously, "Hello teacher."

"Okay, okay, sit down. Let's have a meal." Xi'an's Chinese is still very good. In fact, during this period, the conditions for hiring foreign teachers in mainland China were not very strict. Generally speaking, foreigners who could speak fluent Chinese were almost at a priceless price.

The dishes on the Xi'an dish are very simple, just a portion of mashed potatoes and a portion of cabbage, which he ate very lightly. He doesn't like to show off and show himself like other foreigners.

Zhu Jianping suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and eating face to face with the teacher made him instinctively resist. Even though he knew in his heart that he was no longer the same person as himself, some things that originally made him feel fear and embarrassing are no longer anything for him, but habits, or inertia, cannot be changed so easily.

Xi'an ate quietly. He ate very slowly, and he ate very well and was very polite.

A truly cultivated nobleman is not reflected in how expensive dishes eaten at a banquet, how many years of wine can be drunk, but in whether he can still instinctively reflect a noble temperament when eating the simplest meal.

Zhu Jianping began to force himself to be more natural and began to make psychological hints to himself. This was just a foreign teacher, this was just an ordinary person, he didn't have to be afraid, he didn't have to worry, he didn't have to be embarrassed.

However, for some reason, Zhu Jianping's feeling of position seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and even the courage to raise his head and look at Xi'an was gone.

Why, why, why!

Why do I still fear an ordinary teacher?

Zhu Jianping was angry because of his cowardice.

At this time, Xi'an put down the spoon in his hand, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Then, his eyes began to stare at Zhu Jianping.

Zhu Jianping's breathing began to become more rapid, and suddenly he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Gradually, a hint of enlightenment appeared in Zhu Jianping's eyes, lowered his body, began to stare at Xi'an, and said viciously:

"Teacher, you are not an ordinary person!"

Xi'an smiled slightly and nodded.

"I just realized that it was also dull enough."

"……………” Zhu Jianping.

Xi'an yawned, then leaned back slightly, behind him, without a chair backrest, but he sat so leisurely, as if behind him was a world.

"Teacher, how much is your task completion?" Zhu Jianping calmly asked.

Xi'an continued to smile without answering.

"Teacher, do you have circles in other places besides China?"

Xi'an nodded, "Yes, the Chinese circle is called the Eastern circle, and in Europe, there is a Western circle, and I came from the Western circle."

Zhu Jianping was silent. He originally thought that only China had a circle, but there was still a circle outside the circle, which was a bit beyond his perception. It was not surprising that he was just a newcomer and could not reach this level.

"Are you my student?"

"Yes." Zhu Jianping nodded, but he didn't know what kind of hindrance this person in the Western circle was about to sell.

"I want to ask you, do you want me to be your teacher in the future?" Xi'an asked, touching his fingers.

Zhu Jianping hesitated.

Xi'an seemed to have seen through Zhu Jianping's inner thoughts and said, "I'm not asking you to be a traitor. I'm not that bored, and I'm not that low-level."

Hearing this promise, Zhu Jianping no longer hesitated, but nodded directly.

"I do."

Although he is just a newcomer, Zhu Jianping knows how precious it would be if he could gain favor and help from a senior in this circle, which is something that many people can't find.

Xi'an snapped his fingers. The middle-aged Xi'an still had the freedom and ease of a Western man. At this time, one of his hands was placed on Zhu Jianping's forehead. In the eyes of others, it was just a teacher's behavior of checking whether the student in front of him had a fever.

"If you want to become stronger, if you want to walk better in the future, if you want to go higher, then seal your bloodline, your vampire bloodline, seal it, don't use it. This will be a trump card that you don't know, a very effective trump card, believe me."

"Seal my vampire bloodline?" Zhu Jianping was a little stunned.

"Yes, seal him, and then as compensation and help to you, I will give you some plots and reward points to exchange for another skill, such as mental power, which is a very effective skill in the early stage, and your vampire bloodline will continue to be retained as a hidden seal trump card. Every time you leave the mission world, the group leader will restore your body and soul, and your memory seal will be untied. Then, let's rely on you to seal it again. Okay, do you understand what I mean? Or are you willing to believe me, a teacher, and take a gamble?"

Zhu Jianping took a deep breath, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

When he took out his mobile phone in Xi'an, he was not using QQ, but a popular social chat software abroad. Soon, Zhu Jianping's mind prompt sounded, and he received a considerable reward and a plot.

"seal up!"

Xi'an's index finger pointed at Zhu Jianping's eyebrows.

Zhu Jianping's body trembled, his whole body shivered for a moment, and he lay on the dining table, but he quickly gritted his teeth and held it up. However, at this time, he felt that his body was so weak, but he didn't know why, because he had forgotten that he had the vampire bloodline.

Xi'an looked at Zhu Jianping as if he was looking at a work of pride. Finally, he clapped his hands and stood up with a plate. Seeing that Zhu Jianping was still stunned, Xi'an continued to hold the plate with one hand and began to grop in the belt with the other hand, and took out a small pink bag. He knew what this young man needed now, and he also knew that if this young man, who was originally inferior and introverted, would not vent his feelings at this time, he would become more and more extreme in the future.

However, Xi'an suddenly hesitated for some reason, and he put the pink small bag back and took out something again.

"Ding Dong..."

A crisp sound rang at the dining table. Zhu Jianping raised his head and looked at the string of Buddhist beads that appeared on the dining table. The string of Buddhist beads were originally worn by Sheng Xi'an on his own wrist.

"Young people have to learn to control their anger and vent their anger like wild animals. It is a very low-level way."

Zhu Jianping took the Buddhist beads and nodded silently.

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