not a monster

Feng Wuli sent the cat to Maoca to work. He had just climbed over the wall and returned to school when he received a call from Director Yang, asking if there was a seriously ill man in their community who suddenly recovered overnight. He received the report and came to ask if he knew.

"Ah? That's right, it seems to be the case."

"Master Wang Xilou is worthy of being a role model for my Xiangjiang practitioners. He is willing to do good, has a bodhisattva heart, and can't see the suffering in the world." Director Yang praised him, and then said:
"It's just that you can let us know next time. There is a lot of trouble in the central hospital now. After all, a group of old professors who have advanced liver cancer recovered overnight, and a group of old professors are already arguing."

"It wasn't made by Wang Xilou. When I reported to you that day, I made a little noise and forgot to mention it to you. A fairy was also attracted by the noise, and then we drank some wine together. It was also a coincidence. When the big brother was on the rooftop, I invited him over for a drink."

"Hiss... which fairy is it?"

"It's the Great Sage, he's been in Junsha these days, don't you know?"

"The Great Sage concealed his whereabouts, we will definitely not be able to find out..."

Director Yang's tone was strange, many practitioners never saw a fairy in their lifetime, but he had only seen one, that is Lord Wang Xilou, how could this boy belong to the Qing Emperor and Nezha, and now he is still seeing the Great Sage.

As expected of being a disciple of an immortal, the world is just different, Director Yang felt a little sour in his heart.

"The Great Sage took a photo with me, I'll send it to you later, and update the fairy file." Feng Wuli said in an insignificant tone.

More sour.

Have gym class in the morning.

Gathering in the west playground, there was a huge group of people, probably freshmen from several colleges took physical education classes at this point, Feng Wuli saw the blond girl in the crowd at a glance, and when he walked over, he realized that he had admitted the wrong person.

A little embarrassed, the other party thought he was striking up a conversation, after all, the saying of admitting the wrong person is too suggestive, and most of the conversations nowadays are the opening remarks.

He apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I really admitted my mistake." It's not as good-looking as my Shushu.

The blond girl smiled and wanted to say something, she put a good-looking hand on Feng Wuli's shoulder: "What are you still doing here, the table tennis players are gathering over there."

In the black-haired group, two girls with the same hair color appear on the same stage, just like clashing shirts, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

As Xie Jieshu, who is comparable to the three Void sisters, of course she has good looks. It was only then that the girl realized that this handsome young man really admitted the wrong person.

Feng Wuli followed Xie Jieshu and left disheartened: "I just saw that and thought it was you."

"It's really good, hook up a female college student without staring at me for a while, or I will watch you at school, Wang Xilou has a bunch of hats."

Feng Wuli was even more embarrassed: "I am obviously very innocent."

"Which girl's room did you sleep in last night?" Xie Jieshu asked casually in a funny way, but Feng Wuli was really embarrassed. He slept with Master Master for so many nights, so he just happened to be asked last night.

"Hey, your expression is very interesting." She stopped suddenly, wanting to know the meaning of this subtle expression: "It seems that you really changed girls last night?"

"I practiced all night last night and didn't sleep."

"It's the smell of Chifu."

"Are you a dog?"

"I can smell the price range of each brand of perfume, and there is usually no deviation of 100 yuan." She pointed to her nose.

"Chifu didn't wear perfume either."

"The shower gel used by Po Nu is not the same brand as yours. Wang Xilou has the smell of Liushen toilet water, and her fingers have the smell of garlic that has been pickled for many years. It is very light but it can't escape my nose." Confident, and with a touch of pride, her blonde hair is particularly dazzling:
"And Chifu's lips are very dry. I gave her a bottle of cantaloupe-flavored lipstick a few days ago, and told her to put it on in the morning..." She moved closer, sniffed at Feng Wuli's face, and pointed at him The side face of the brother, with the expression of your brother being arrested: "Here is the scent of cantaloupe lipstick I gave you!"

Feng was speechless, wiped his face, guessed that a certain Tsundere kissed him while he was asleep, and asked, "Then what's the smell on you?"

"The scent of an 18-year-old high school girl."

"..."

"Want to smell it?" She jumped a little bit in two steps, and stretched out a finger with a smile, which means: smell it, one piece.

"Wait a minute after sweating in gym class, only the smell of sweat from a beautiful girl remains."

"That flavor will cost you 500 yuan."

"The recording should really be sent to your fans in class."

The two walked side by side to the direction holding the ping-pong sign. Xie Jieshu felt contemptuous of the fact that he was able to let go of the ruler. Feng Wuli could actually tell the truth, saying that he had fought side by side with her for several nights , and built a small house by the sea, but he asked himself and sighed:
"Could it be that Wang Xilou felt that he was a boring person, and he was afraid that I would find her boring, so he split into ten of you?"

Xie Jieshu smiled: "Who knows for sure."

"Blonde hair doesn't look good. When did you dye your hair white? Your skin is so white and you can handle it."

"You give money?"

"Give it." He sighed, this stinky little sister who sees money.

They found Mr. Guo Yong's class, and found that they were the only two in Telecom Class A who got the table tennis class. There were a few familiar faces in the same college, and there were a lot of people who hadn't seen it before.

"They are all students who have chosen my class, right? Sit down first and talk about something briefly."

In the first class, we first talked about discipline, and then we talked about learning goals, semester goals, assessment methods, and the consequences of being caught absent.

The table tennis teacher is a local aunt with very long hands. She is estimated to be retiring soon. She has a very friendly Junsha accent, and her tone is like a roller coaster:
"Have you ever volunteered to be the squad leader? Ten points are added at the end of the long-term shift? Don't be shy! Who doesn't know how to swing a table tennis ball a few times, be more active."

When it was time to add ten points, Xie Jieshu stood up. She is very typical of egoism, very utilitarian, and only seeks profit.

Several male students who were about to stand up silently put down their half-empty hands after seeing her get up.

"It's good for a female classmate to be the class monitor. Female classmate, be more careful."

She said: "I don't have much to do when I'm a class monitor. I usually help with warm-up exercises and attendance roll call, and then I have to borrow equipment from the equipment room over there every week. We wait for the roll call to come out and then go in pairs. Borrowing equipment, the squad leader will be responsible for arranging people, let's build a group first, squad leader, you can build a WeChat group."

Xie Jieshu silently took out her mobile phone, her voice was not loud but could be heard clearly: "Let's build a group face to face, 2580."

Everyone took out their mobile phones, and there were some people below who didn't know what a face-to-face group was. They asked the people next to them, and then said that they had learned new knowledge.

Feng Wuli was No.18 in the group, and less than five seconds after he entered, he joined a dozen others.

"On the first day, monitor, you can borrow the equipment. You can choose any partner to go with, and it will be the first round. Tell the teacher in the equipment room about the table tennis class."

Feng Wuli doesn't really want to go, the sun is so fierce, he doesn't look good after being tanned.

But it is obviously impossible to let go.

After getting the equipment, the official first class.

The teacher taught a few ways to hold the racket, explained the rules of table tennis, and precautions, and then started training. However, due to the lack of space on the table tennis table, the training method was to hold the racket and hit the air to practice the swing posture.

This posture is not just about swinging the racket with the hands, but also requires the body to move and change the steps, so a group of college students gathered together, holding the racket and bending over, repeatedly swinging the racket in the open space like convulsions and epilepsy.

The picture is too beautiful.

"Yes, this classmate's posture is very good!" The teacher praised a classmate who performed best in epilepsy.

"Everyone come and see this classmate." Everyone came to watch a classmate with epilepsy.

A group of people lined their mouths to the back of their heads, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud. Feng Wuli also felt that the picture of a performance without physical objects was abstract, but people who took everything seriously were actually really cool.

"Everyone continue to practice, and when there are seats, we will go over and try each other with the ball. Today is the first day, everyone will play for fun!"

It wasn't until halfway through the second class that their teacher grabbed a seat for them.

This is a very quick-tempered and straight-hearted teacher. She is still in a hurry when she is old. In less than half a day, everyone likes this little old lady very much. It feels very festive. She takes everyone to the table tennis room of the gymnasium. She is very aggressive and has a group of fruits. Special Attack went to Tsim Sha Tsui to look for Wang Lun to fight for the visual sense, shouted loudly, the big guys unleashed their weapons and took out their table tennis rackets, the tick-tock-tock resounded throughout the venue.

Feng Wuli and Xie Jieshu's invincible Didibo fought back and forth.

Teacher Guo also left, and a bunch of students surrounded her to fight with her old man.

"Hey! The young man is not bad, he can spin."

"one comes!"

"You are lucky to have me teach table tennis." She swung her racket and asked, "Do you know Xu Xin?"

Everyone looked at this mediocre teacher in disbelief, but they didn't expect him to be so big in the end. As a result, the old lady's next sentence was: "I saw it on TV."

A blast of boos.

She waved her hand: "Xia Xia Xia, come to me for such a dish."

The classmate who practiced with her shrank her neck and laughed.

This little old lady is quite noisy.

The end of get out of class was also the end of school time. Feng Wuli and Xie Jieshu returned a cart full of tools. He asked Xie Jieshu if he wanted to buy water. As a result, Xie Jieshu brought a cute pink thermos bottle and handed it to him.

He took the girly little water bottle like a holy object.

"Don't act like an innocent little virgin." She was sweating from the heat, and her hair was messed up just now after exercising. She took out the rubber band, let it loose and re-tied it. This pose is very attractive:

"Drink it quickly, there is no medicine in the water, if you don't drink it, buy water yourself."

"I heard that the water in the female classmate's water glass is sweet." He raised his head and murmured into Kuafu, and quickly replenished water after sweating all morning. Milliliters of jug to drink.

Then I was called to buy frozen lemonade.

No, aren't you thirsty?
Really speechless.

There are classes in the morning and afternoon, and I went to the canteen with my stinky sister at noon. Xie Jieshu's stomach is as big as the cat at home. Half of the dishes she ordered had to be dug into his plate. Feng Wuli felt that next time he ordered alone. , she can live by eating leftovers, and she was blinded several times.

After dinner, they will return to their respective dormitories separately.

The last time I came to the dormitory, the topic was Yang Mi or Angelababy, who is more beautiful. This time, the topic was a bit serious. I was discussing the damage to our interests and the personal impact of the formal start of the trade war.

The dormitory is indeed a very magical place. The next time Feng Wuli comes in, it doesn't matter whether he will refresh a 'black hole', 'alien', 'the origin of ancient civilization' or 'a shocking melon in the entertainment industry'.

"Brother Feng, what did you choose?"

"Ping-pong, how about you?" He took a shower to wash away the sweat, and quietly changed a set of clothes from Youhuang's closet.

Zheng Chuanbo had a look of forgetfulness on his face: "I chose orienteering, and I ran around the whole school in the first class, and the big sun almost gave me heatstroke."

Zhang Li chose basketball, and practiced dribbling on the spot with a basketball in the sun. Wang Zhaofeng and Zheng Chuanbo did the same orienteering. All three of them were exhausted and vomited bitterly in the dormitory.

Feng Wuli suddenly felt superior.

In the afternoon, modern history is a big class, and the whole department will take it together.

The modern history teacher is also close to retirement age, but he is very well dressed, with trousers, tie, and administrative jacket, and holds a cup in his hand. He is smiling and giving lessons to everyone. Before the class, he gave a few humorous lectures. How many years of joke opening, successfully made everyone laugh.

But the subsequent class became very boring. This teacher is a big smoker, and the attack range with one mouth is four or five rows away, and he likes to walk around. A teacher who is both strong in Gong and Fa is not like giving a class to the students, but like a punishment.

Wang Zhaofeng was eating, and the oil mixed with water in the canteen could easily make him feel full, but he was really hungry, Feng Wuli didn't resist the temptation, asked him what he was eating, and he said he was eating chicken.

"??"

"This dried tofu and peanuts are wrapped together like this, and it tastes like ham." He said, "I didn't say it, but the famous writer Jin Shengtan said it."

"Really? I don't believe it." He had a Luyu face.

"Your intentions are already obvious."

Feng Wuli rubbed his face: "Give me some."

"I'll wrap it up for you, come, eat like this."

"I'll try...it doesn't feel right."

"Really? I'll try too...a little bit."

"A little bit."

The two pondered for a long time in the modern history class how the ancients tasted like ham, and soon Zheng Chuanbo who was next to him also came over, and the two became three.

Fortunately, Wang Zhaofeng bought enough peanuts and dried tofu, and this experiment continued to expand. It can be seen that this class is really boring, so that almost half of the students are chewing dried tofu, but none of them can chew the taste of ham.

In fact, this is also of course. Jin Shengtan said before the execution: "Peanuts and dried tofu are chewed together, and they taste like ham." sense of humor.

They are a group of college students who are only attending class, not beheading, so it seems that there is no beheading in class.

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PS: You said that you want to see the unreasonable college life, so just write a little bit, but I think college life is actually boring most of the time, not even as interesting as high school, so Songzi can't write anything interesting. (end of this chapter)