But Jin Qing chuckled, "Do you think I can answer academic questions?"
Is 707 out of his mind? Otherwise, why would he have such terrible thoughts?
Since you can't answer the other party's questions, you naturally want to nip the problem in the bud.
707 ""Host, you are confused. What makes you think that you can talk about academic topics?
In the following time, Jin Qing talked nonsense on the topic of persistence. ??
The students each hung their heads in collars.
They had no intention of listening to what Jin Qing had to say. They just wanted to stabilize their bodies so that they would neither touch the collar nor hit the sharp spikes below.
Looking out the window, it looks like a row of hanging ghosts hanging from the ceiling.
At the end of the class, the students who were in the second grade of secondary school left the classroom one after another in a polite manner.
They really don't have the energy to bother.
It is not only a loss of physical strength, but also the sequelae of high mental stress.
If you are not careful, you will get holes all over your body.
When their life safety was threatened, their secondary illnesses were cured without treatment.
After all, even the youngest among them is nearly a hundred years old.
It is rare to have chuunibyou in the 20s and 30s. If you have chuunibyou at such an old age, you can only say that you have spoiled yourself.
After walking out of the teaching building, the students stopped and looked at each other, "Does the dean want to teach us how to fly today?"
This student's words seemed to open up a conversational box for others.
Everyone participated in the discussion one after another.
"But the dean said she wanted to teach us what persistence is."
"Are you kidding? She didn't teach us anything. This is clearly a show of force."
"I think the dean is crazy."
"No, the dean should teach us self-control."
"I also think it should be a show of force."
"What you are saying is wrong. The dean is clearly warning us that the humans hurt by us are also in pain and walking on thin ice just like us."
Jin Qing
He squatted on the window sill, tilting his head and squinting at the backs of the students.
Isn't it said that all vampires love to fight? Why don't these guys start fighting?
Marcus cautiously touched Jin Qing's side and said, "Dad, what do you want to teach them?"
He was also somewhat unclear about Jin Qing's intentions.
After listening to Makuri's words, Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at him sideways, "Hold on, I've been talking for so long, haven't you listened at all?"
Makuri pointed back at the "teaching aids" in the classroom, "But what are these for?"
What does any of this have to do with persistence?
Jin Qing waved his hand and replied matter-of-factly, "It's like a beam hanging from your head and a cone stabbing your buttocks!"
If there is anything you don’t understand, please explain it clearly.
Not only Marcus, but also 707 was shocked.
It always thought that these two sentences were just compliments to those diligent students.
But I didn't expect that when this kind of praise was implemented, it would have such an effect.
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Marcus with squinting eyes, but Marcus ducked back warily, "I didn't do anything wrong."
But the answer to him was Jin Qing's rebuke: "I told you not to ask questions."
Looking at Ma Kuli who fell down, 707 "Host, if you want to hit someone in the future, you can do it directly, there is no need to make excuses."
Jin Qing wiped the bricks on his sleeves and said, "You should look for it anyway. You can't let people call you daddy in vain!"
707 "Haha!" Just be happy.
Before anyone noticed, the injured boy had been put into a car and taken to Prince Simon's castle.
He was originally just a small sixteen-generation vampire, but at a party, Simon fell in love with him.
After that, he got rid of his transformer and kept him by his side.
However, only very few people know these things
road.
Everyone thought that Simon was interested in his ability as a transformer, so he allowed him to benefit from it.
Taking the lead in making noise today was a task assigned to him by Simon himself.
The purpose is to test Avila's situation.
Who would have thought that Avila's situation was not tested, but she was poked like a sieve.
Blood is the source of energy for the vampires. After being seriously injured by Jin Qing, he still continued to fly in the classroom for several hours. ??
He himself wanted to give himself a thumbs up.
He was carried to Severn by two guards, only to see that Severn was soaking comfortably in the pool of blood.
Seven didn't open his eyes and was still resting against the wall of the pool. "Haas, the matter is not done yet, is it?"
The boy named Haas's expression froze. Before he could speak, Severn pointed at him and said, "Come down!"
Haas lowered his head and looked at the bright red blood pool, and his chest suddenly twitched upward.
He recalled the blood that had flowed out of his body before.
Seeing that Haas did not move, Severn did not open his eyes, but threw a long scythe beside him into Haas's hand. "If you like something fresh, just get it yourself."
While talking, the ceiling slowly opened to both sides.
More than a dozen people were hanging upside down in the air like dumplings.
A piercing scream suddenly sounded in the room.
There was a touch of satisfaction on Severn's face. Obviously, the current situation made him extremely comfortable.
After waiting for a while, but still no movement from Haas, Seven frowned and finally slowly opened his eyes, "Don't you like it?"
But Haas lowered his head and still didn't react at all.
Severn frowned even more tightly, Haas was his favorite little pet recently.
Therefore, he is familiar with Haas's every move.
Like now, the little thing feels uncomfortable.
Haas was indeed feeling uncomfortable. He clenched his hands into fists and forced himself not to look.
He today
Jin Qing was frightened out of his wits. The people hanging above his head made him feel like he was seeing himself.
Seven said nothing more, but directly grabbed the sickle, selected the woman who yelled the loudest, and swiped it lightly.
The warm liquid flowed down like an open faucet, drenching Severn all over.
Severn let out a comfortable breath. He has always been a prince who knows the current affairs.
He has his own philosophy of survival.
While not touching Avella's bottom line, he will try his best to make himself more comfortable.
Unlike other princes, who often send people 1 to steal homeless people and beggars on the street.
He likes to use money to solve problems.
It's like these people hanging from the ceiling are all in need of large sums of money, so they automatically come to your door to sign agreements with them.
But before they came, these people didn't realize what they were about to face.
Death is actually not terrible. What is terrible is waiting silently for your unknown fate amidst the screams of others.
Haas never raised his head. The spilled liquid gave him a fear that he would feel the same.
He must have been like this before.
Haas's silence finally made prose impatient, he turned around and pinched Haas's chin.
But with this pinch, Seven paused slightly and said, "Where are your teeth?"