Seeing Zhao Huo jumping in pain while speaking with a grin on his face, Ren Suo curled his lips and said, "I believe you, you two-dimensional guy are very bad."
"That's right." Gu Yueyan immediately stood up, angrily put her hands on her hips and said, "How can anyone ask someone why they are not dead as soon as they meet you? Teacher Zhao, you are so rude."
Lin Xianyu clapped her hands in agreement, while Ren Xingmei scolded Zhao Huo for being too late in thinking of words - after all, Zhao Huo was their teacher, and unlike Gu Yueyan, she lived as flawlessly as the moon. Gu Yueyan didn't care
Are you a naughty kid who presses the stairs randomly or a vice principal who drags the hall? You should be criticized. But she thought twice before speaking. She was a step too late to protect her, so she had to step on Zhao Huo's other foot.
However, the angry stomping of a third-level monk was different from the gentle stomping of a first-level monk. Zhao Huo knew he was in the wrong, and when he was stepped on by sister Ren Suo, he treated it as a clean slate.
"That's right." Ren Suo also said at this time: "If I see you haven't been divided into three parts, will I be surprised and say it?"
The doorbell rang, and Lin Xianyu, who was sitting at the door, went to open the door.
"Why am I divided into three equal parts?" Zhao Huo felt confused and sat down and said: "But I really didn't curse you. In fact, I missed you these days when you were not here. I really thought about you day and night.
Dream, I dream of you every night..."
As he was talking, Zhao Huo suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped significantly, and he shivered from the cold. He looked at the door, waved and said hello: "Good evening, Mr. Bai."
Bai Ji, who was wearing a scarf and a windbreaker at the door, was looking at Zhao Huo with squinted eyes. He gently lifted the hair around his ears and nodded gently with a decent smile: "Good evening."
Qiao Muyi on the side felt secretly amused when she saw this scene, and asked with a smile: "Then what did you dream about Ren Suo?"
"Well, actually it wasn't a dream about Ren Suo. I was dreaming about 'without Ren Suo'... Ren Suo, do you still remember the time when our civil servants were training, right?" Zhao Huo said: "At that time, you and I had an explanation.
The chairman and Yuan Dang live in the same dormitory."
Ren Suo nodded: "Yes, but now I have become the exclusive healing monk of the college, you have become a teacher of the college, Yuan Dang has gone to the Yangtze River Army, and Chairman Xie has gone to the public security system... We all have a bright future."
Zhao Huo said: "I dreamed that you were not there during the training camp for civil servants, and I was the only one in the dormitory. Yuan was the chairman of the reconciliation, and my life path was completely different from now... Don't be surprised when I tell you that I became a palm creature in the dream."
The patron saint of mankind who destroys everything, transforms all things with his thoughts, controls the universe with one person, and destroys thousands of stars with one shot."
Ren Suo shook his head: "I'm not surprised. I've always known that you two-dimensional thinkers have wonderful ideas... So, how many wives did you marry in your dream?"
Zhao Huo ignored him. He seemed to have been holding it in for a long time. He had long wanted to share the dream with others: "There was no Immortal World Tree in the dream, but the spiritual energy recovery still happened. I did not become a teacher, but entered into countermeasures
He killed monsters and eliminated demons, made countless achievements, and became famous all over the world."
Ren Suo crossed his hands and said, "A monk who doesn't want to kill people is not a good teacher. How many wives have you married?"
"Then the secret realm crash happened. Many comrades and I broke into the secret realm. After ninety-nine and eighty-one days of hard fighting, we finally broke through the secret realm. I got the secret realm's most precious gentian gun, which is the weapon I have used all my life.
." Zhao Huo said with a look of reminiscence: "That was a really good gun. It was thick, tough, elastic, long, and could also shoot waves..."
Ren Suo kicked him, indicating that there were underage and newly-adult female students here, and said: "Be careful in front of students. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I still think it's embarrassing."
Lin Xianyu immediately waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we are used to it!"
Don't get used to it!
Ren Suo twitched the corners of his lips and snorted: "Then how many wives have you married?"
"After returning victorious, I joined the Great Wall and began my life of fighting three thousand miles alone and suppressing millions of demons with one shot." Zhao Huo looked at the ceiling with a look of longing on his face: "
I speared demons, pierced chaos, fought against monsters, rebelled against the gods, and even the great road was destroyed by me..."
"In the end, I became one of the most famous patron saints of mankind on earth, known as the 'Dragon King' Zhao Huo, standing at the pinnacle of extraordinary things in the world..."
Ren Suo nodded and asked, "So how many wives did you have in the end?"
Zhao Huo glanced at Ren Suo helplessly and asked, "Are you from Dunhuang? Are there so many murals?"
Ren Suo said: "Because your plot seems boring. The only interesting thing is how many wives you have married. Or maybe your ending is divided into three equal parts by the wives? You haven't answered, are you?
The dream challenged social moral conscience, do you have more than one wife?"
Zhao Huo blinked, looked away, pretended to be crazy and said: "Of course I have more than one wife, I change my wife at least once every quarter..."
Ren Suo sighed, knowing that Zhao Huo probably wanted them all in his dream, so he said casually: "Then what does having three wives have to do with me, Ren Suo?"
"My having three wives really has nothing to do with you... huh!?" Zhao Huo quickly shut up, but it was already too late.
He noticed that the female students looked at him like they were looking at trash, and Bai Ji looked at him with gratified eyes. He quickly explained: "It's just a dream, don't get me wrong..."
"I think about it every day, and I dream about it at night." Ren Suo didn't want to give him a chance to explain, so he asked, "So what does it have to do with me?"
Zhao Huo spread his hands and said: "Well, I found that the biggest difference in my life is whether I met you during the civil servant training. If I hadn't met you, I would have just gotten the gentian gun and was preparing to go to Chongqing.
Sakura vs Onmyoji..."
"Because I had such a good dream for several days in a row, I was so surprised to suddenly see you still there."
Ren Suo snorted: "You mean if you didn't meet me, your life would be better? Then why are you happy to see me?" 0
However, Zhao Huo shook his head: "No, I don't think that life would be better."
"Why, didn't you become successful and famous in that kind of life?" Ren Suo asked with a smile, "You even married three wives."
"Success and fame come with a price. I remember in my dream that I had to train hard almost every day, experienced hundreds of fierce battles, large and small, crawled out of hell several times, and all the comrades I knew died...
"Zhao Huo sighed and said: "Heroes are good, but a world that needs heroes and a hero's life may not be considered 'good'."
"I was very happy in the dream, but if I were asked to live that kind of life, I wouldn't want to. Although I can't get the most precious weapon now, and I can't be a hero, at least I don't need to live in a mountain of corpses every day.
Sea of Blood, if you want to watch anime, watch anime every day, if you want to play pornographic games, just play pornographic games..."
Knowing that his image in the eyes of the students had plummeted, Zhao Huo was too lazy to maintain his role as a teacher and said casually: "In a world where everyone needs to fight for survival, the entertainment industry is in ruins. Even if I become the patron saint of mankind,
, I don’t want to live a stable life for a few days – but I am living a stable life now!”
Zhao Huo patted Ren Suo's shoulder: "That's why I'm so happy to see you, because you are here..."
Lin Xianyu raised his eyebrows.
"...I truly realized that my happy life was not an illusion, and that dream was just a dream after all."
Ren Suo took his hand away, raised the corners of his mouth into a strange smile, and asked, "You really don't miss that dream?"
"No nostalgia!" Zhao Huo said decisively.
Ren Suo whistled: "But if you can't be a hero, you probably won't be able to marry three wives. If you become a hero, they might take advantage of you for the sake of justice; if you are not a hero now, then everyone
Just rely on your abilities, maybe you will be divided into three equal parts in the end~"
"Ah?" Zhao Huo blinked and shifted his gaze: "Oh, it's all a dream, what about thirds..."
He muttered softly: "It can't happen, right?"
Ren Suo hummed, thinking that Zhao Huo must have been dreaming because of what he had seen and heard in the past few months, about monsters, secret realms, gods... In the end, he actually wanted them all and married three wives.
It’s obvious that I got addicted to watching anime!
How can he, a slut like him, become a superhero and the patron saint of mankind?
Then why has he become such a wealthy otaku with a fiancée, a childhood sweetheart, and a confidante?
If you still blame it all on me, have people who have had a lot of contact with me become stupid?
But this kind of dream about crossing the world line is interesting. Ren Suo also wants to have such a dream - why are all his dreams related to food?
They were chatting happily, and Lin Xianyu quietly left his seat, planning to pee.
There is a small corner between the kitchen and the living room, so that the sounds from the living room and the smell from the kitchen will not affect each other. Walking along the corner is the toilet.
When Lin Xianyu passed by the kitchen, he suddenly heard Qiao Muyi's voice coming from inside: "...Cheng Ling, do you still remember what you said to me eight days ago?"
At this moment, Lin Xianyu couldn't help but cast the awakening spell, completely integrating himself into the environment and letting the breeze obscure all traces of him.
This is one of the derivative abilities she has gained from studying awakening spells these days. Unlike the destructive storm, her derivative spell "Breeze" uses the light wind to cover herself, hiding all sounds and movements, and even blocking the fluctuations of the cyclone.
Although it has many shortcomings such as the inability to move when used, the inability to hide the figure and only the reduction of the sense of presence, it can be hidden from high-level monks, so it has practical uses - for example, it is very practical now.
Lin Xianyu didn't know why she subconsciously eavesdropped. Maybe it was because she heard something was wrong with Qiao Muyi's voice. Although she wasn't good at studying, she could easily capture the hidden emotions in other people's words.
Language is a wonderful thing. When buried in the heart, it is like an unknown seed. It can grow completely different results according to the owner's intention. Once spoken, these fleeting words immediately take on a fixed form.
Indiscriminately conveying the speaker's true desires to others.
Few people can capture the true desire in words. Lin Xianyu feels that except for herself, only her elder brother Ren can occasionally do it.
"What are you talking about?" Dong Chengling responded calmly.
However, Qiao Muyi changed the subject at this time and suddenly said: "Cheng Ling, I have been going on missions with Ren Suo these past few days."
"I know."
"Just me and him."
"oh?"
"We spent all day and night together for eight days."
"Um!?"
Lin Xianyu couldn't help but cover her mouth, thinking that if the kitchen exploded, her dinner would be gone? Is it too late to go to the canteen to get food? Will she only be able to eat instant noodles tonight?
"No, it's different from what you think. I didn't sneak in and take the lead. Nothing happened to us...at least to him, nothing happened to us."
Lin Xianyu couldn't help but nodded. Well, he is indeed Brother Ren. He is awesome. If he fights again tomorrow, he should be able to save his dinner.
"Then what do you mean..." Dong Chengling's voice was quite complicated.
"It just took me eight days to understand one thing." Qiao Muyi's words were full of reminiscence and tenderness, and she said: "The moon under the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of me is my sweetheart."
"My heart has always been that of a spectator, but I am the one in the play."
"I used to think of myself as a bystander, but I have actually been a part of this drama for a long time."
"I don't know whether my feelings are true or not. Was I moved by what happened and fell in love with him, or did I recognize him through what happened and fall in love with him?"
Dong Chengling's voice returned to calmness: "There is no such thing as true or false if you like me."
Qiao Muyi quite agreed: "Well, I think so too. In the past, I always felt that I don't care about such superficial and vulgar things as love. I would rather be arrogant and cynical forever..."
"What about now?" Dong Chengling didn't know what he was cutting, and the kitchen knife hit the chopping board hard.
"You once said, 'I was wrong before, should I continue to do it?'"
"I think what you said makes sense." The gentleness in Qiao Muyi's voice has disappeared. Although it is still crisp and sweet, the confidence and fighting spirit in it cannot be concealed: "So..."
"Cheng Ling, I can no longer be your relationship counselor."
