Chapter 2293 There are always a few days in every month
Under the attention of the whole audience, I returned to my seat.
"Fuck, my limelight has been stolen by this boy." Li Chen said unwillingly.
Li Chen originally thought that he would be able to steal the show, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway.
"Isn't it just good luck? I happened to have the opportunity to find a dragon soul in Longling Pond. What's the big deal?" Li Chen comforted himself.
On the other side, as soon as I returned to my seat and sat down, two panda faces came towards me.
"Hey, Ye Zi, I really belong to you." Zhang Xinyu gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "You didn't know just now that the expressions on the faces of those powerful disciples with beast souls were so wonderful, they were all like mice seeing cats.
."
"Lao Si's dragon soul is the aggregation of countless remnant souls, and is naturally much more powerful than ordinary beast souls." Wang Yizhen said with a smile: "If Lao Si can turn this energy into a part of himself in the future,
The combat effectiveness will surely improve by leaps and bounds.”
I nodded and said, "Old Wang, do you know how much it costs Teacher Qu to help fuse the beast soul?"
"I don't know what her price is, but the market price is usually between ten thousand and twenty thousand, and the cost for a special one like yours will be even higher." Wang Yizhen patted me on the shoulder, sighed and said, "Don't say anything.
, work hard to make money.”
"...Is it so expensive?" I asked with my eyelids twitching.
Wang Yizhen shrugged and said: "Of course, the market price of a soul-warming pill is over ten thousand, let alone a beast soul."
"Oh, you really need money to do anything. You can't do anything without money." I sighed helplessly. Not only did I owe a million in foreign debt, but I also had to worry about various expenses.
It's so hard for me!
"It's okay. Didn't you hear what Teacher Qu said? Fusion of the Dragon Soul is something that needs to be considered only after the Penetration Realm. You still have plenty of time to prepare now, so don't be so anxious." Wang Yizhen said.
Regarding Wang Yizhen's comfort, I acted absent-mindedly.
According to my plan, I want to break through to the penetrating realm within this semester. I really don’t have enough confidence in whether I can pay off the money in three months, let alone the addition of the beast soul.
Money.
"I still have to think of some ways to make money," I thought to myself.
The afternoon class passed quickly. Before the get out of class ended, Qu Qiuyue, a money-obsessed teacher, thoughtfully left her ID number on the blackboard and said that if anyone needed help fusing beast souls or taking private lessons, just add her. 's friends.
"Are there any private lessons?" I asked dumbfounded.
Wang Yizhen nodded and said: "This is normal. As long as it does not affect the curriculum, the school does not prohibit teachers from making money through legal and compliant means. After all, teachers also have to make money to eat."
"Well..." I nodded slightly and sighed: "Sure enough, wherever you have money, you are the master. Rich students can hire teachers to take private lessons, but I, who have no money, can only come and take lessons."
At this time, Zhang Xinyu, who was carrying the Shadow Sword on his back, said to us: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first. I should go back to practice sword practice."
"It's so urgent, why don't we go have a meal together?" I asked.
Zhang Xinyu shook his head and said: "No, time is tight and the task is heavy, let's do it next time."
"All right."
After Zhang Xinyu left, Wang Yizhen said to me: "What are your plans later?"
"Go back and practice, what about you?"
"Well, I won't be accompanying you these two days. I still have some personal matters to deal with..." Wang Yizhen said with an unnatural expression.
"Online dating?" I asked tentatively.
"It's one reason, but not all." Wang Yizhen's expression suddenly became very subtle, and he coughed lightly: "Ahem, don't worry about the specifics. Anyway, it's some very troublesome things."
I didn't ask any more questions, but nodded.
"Okay, then go ahead."
Looking at Wang Yizhen's back, I pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully.
"Old Wang...could it be that he wants to have sex with Senior Sister Wang?"
school clinic.
"Teacher Chen, let me prescribe some anesthetic injections, painkillers, and dark air inhibitors." After seeing Chen Huaixin, Wang Yizhen said with ease: "Please increase the dose this time, otherwise it may not work.
"
Chen Huaixin looked complicated and said: "It's these days again, isn't it?"
"Yes." Wang Yizhen said calmly: "There are always a few days like this every month, just like a woman's aunt. She may be late, but she will definitely not be absent, like this every month."
"Your metaphor..." Chen Huaixin smiled helplessly, then handed Wang Yizhen what he needed, and comforted: "I know that without experiencing your pain, no matter how much I say, it will be useless, but I
I still hope you...can persevere."
"I will."
After parting ways with Chen Huaixin, Wang Yizhen went straight back to the training room.
"Today is destined to be a sleepless night." Looking at the black lines that had just appeared on his arms, Wang Yizhen said numbly: "In the past, the outbreak period of the curse would only start after nightfall, but now it is already in the evening.
There are signs of an outbreak..."
Since Wang Yizhen was cursed, there will always be two or three days every month when he has to endure the erosion of the curse. During this period, Wang Yizhen has to endure heart-wrenching pain every moment, which makes life worse than death.
This is what Wang Yizhen calls a "private matter". He doesn't want others to see his hideous face in pain, so every time at this time, he will lock himself in an uninhabited place, facing the boundless pain and pain alone.
torture.
"Let's take an injection." Wang Yizhen said as he injected an injection of painkiller into his arm.
It had some effect, but the effect was limited. At this moment, Wang Yizhen's face was still twisted in pain.
"Buzz."
The campus card suddenly trembled. Wang Yizhen, who was sweating profusely, glanced at it and saw a message from Wang Xingluo.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Yizhen wanted to ignore it, but then he thought that at this juncture when he could only endure the pain by himself, it would be good to have someone to talk to and divert the pain, so he replied: "I feel a little uncomfortable, I'm lying on the bed.
"
"What's wrong, my uncle is here? (laughing)"
Hearing this, Wang Yizhen was very happy, he really came to be a 'great uncle'.
I come here every month, isn’t it just like my uncle?
"No, I'm just tired." Wang Yizhen replied.
Wang Xingluo said: "Hey, I just heard from my tutor that there is a boy who suffers from the curse's backlash for a few days every month. It hurts when I hear it, and I don't know how he can survive these few days.
..."
Wang Yizhen looked at the news and was silent for a long time.
After a while, Wang Yizhen said: "If he knows that there is a beautiful woman who cares about her, I think he will feel a lot better."
"Really? It would be great if that's the case."
Looking at the message on the campus card, Wang Yizhen's heart felt warm and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.