Full-time mage: start from the lottery

Chapter 122
The eyebrows and hair that were originally three to seven points turned into a mess.

Totally afro!
Lin Guangbei exhaled a puff of black smoke from his mouth in a daze.

At this moment, his image is very close to Frankenstein, the only difference is a pair of glasses and a white scientific research coat.

"Little Goddess!"

He growled frantically.

While the little goddess was still feeling triumphant, Lin Guangbei lifted the little goddess up by her legs, then stretched out his right hand and used it on her white soles...

Forbidden spell!

Tickle Dafa!
The little goddess giggled, her eyes barely opened.

"Yeeeeeeeeee~"

"Do you still dare to shock me?"

Lin Guangbei said viciously.

The pink girl in her hand couldn't stop laughing, and her stomach hurt from laughing, so she shook her head and begged for mercy.

"Yeeeeeeeeee~"

"Hmph, I'll tickle your feet next time."

Although Lin Guangbei's tone was not kind, he quickly and carefully placed the lively little goddess on the table, and took out the contents of the suitcase and backpack.

Huang Yuxiang looked here with a little envy. Because he was not familiar with Lin Guangbei yet, he was too embarrassed to come over to discuss anything, so he could only concentrate on brushing his sneakers.

"That... Ah Xiang, can I call you this way? I'm going downstairs to buy some daily necessities, please help me look at the shop, so that I don't have to wait for other people to come and touch my things." Lin Guangbei felt that something was missing, so Shouted to Huang Yuxiang at the sink.

Hearing the sound, Huang Yuxiang turned his head in confusion.

After understanding the meaning, he showed a friendly smile, then nodded and said: "Oh, it's okay, just go ahead and I'll keep an eye on everything."

"Okay, thank you then."

……

Walked down the dormitory building and came to the on-campus supermarket.

Lin Guangbei was holding a bucket in his hand, which was filled with various daily necessities such as paper, towels, toothpaste, etc.

When he was queuing up to pay, he looked at the backs of the people in front of him and suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, exuding a kind of...

A silly breath!

special!
It turned out to be that idiot Xu Dabing!

He squinted his eyes for a while, lowered his head and thought about it carefully. Only when the guy left and exposed half of his body did Lin Guangbei recognize him.

"How can this happen?"

He grunted.

Lin Guangbei didn't go up to say hello. He was too lazy to say anything to Xu Dabiing and returned to the dormitory carrying a few large bags of things.

Fortunately, Leiyuan and Huoyuan are in two directions respectively, so he didn't encounter any ghosts and monsters along the way, he just ran up to the fourth floor and walked straight to the dormitory.

But when he reached the door, Lin Guangbei found that all his roommates had arrived, and the other two were sitting on chairs, simply resting.

"newcomer?"

"Is it really Lin Guangbei?"

Seeing him come in, the two people asked at the same time.

Among them, the short-haired boy wearing basketball shoes and glasses was a little surprised. He was a little suspicious at first, but after looking carefully, he realized that he was indeed a real person, and he had met the real owner.

The fat one was confused and didn't quite understand his reaction.

What happened to Lin Guangbei's name?
"Hi everyone, since my name has been mentioned, I won't introduce myself." After greeting, Lin Guangbei nodded.

Hearing this, the short-haired boy also smiled and said: "My name is Yang Shijie, you can call me Shijie or Ajie, and you may not know that my online name is also called Ye Xing Bu Chang."

"Walter? Is it you who started the quarrel with Lin Juntao?" Before Lin Guangbei could react, Huang Yuxiang, who had been standing next to the sink, heard this and immediately exclaimed in shock.

"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

The fat man in a red shirt scratched his head.

Yang Shijie is a very good talker, and he immediately started a happy communication in the whole dormitory.

After more than half an hour, under the reminder of a message, everyone stopped chatting with unfulfilled interest.

Lin Guangbei responded to the news and said briefly: "The dean of the department asked us to gather at Leiyuan. The location is...Building 9?"

"I know where it is, I happened to see it on the way here."

The fat boy Wan Wenle raised his hand and said.

He quickly got up from the chair in a prone position and led the way for everyone. After swarming out of the dormitory, a group of four people were heading towards the meeting point of Leiyuan.

……

Teaching Building No. 9.

In the internal conference hall.

The dean of the department, Zeng Zhikun, was standing on the podium, scanning all the freshmen of Leiyuan Academy with sharp eyes, his serious face without a hint of smile made everyone sit a little stiffly.

The seats below are arranged at an inclined angle. The closer to the podium, the lower the terrain, and conversely, the seats closer to the back door are higher.

This kind of terrain makes it convenient for teachers on the podium to see everyone's performance at a glance instead of being blocked by seats.

On the seat in the upper corner of the back row, Yang Shijie whispered in a low voice, "I heard that our department heads are very strict, and now it seems that there is no mistake."

Lin Guangbei was about to reply, but found out...

The dean of the department, Zeng Zhikun, glanced in this direction abruptly, which made him suddenly stop what he was about to say.

special!
This teacher’s perception is too keen!

Zeng Zhikun deliberately coughed twice and said with a solemn expression: "Students, you are very welcome to the big family of Leiyuan. At this special time, I actually don't want to talk nonsense."

"First of all, regarding the courses of last semester, I hope you will try not to be absent..."

The dean of the department, Balabala, talked a lot, and a full hour and a half passed.

Lin Guangbei's ears were getting impatient, and the teacher kept talking like this without even taking a sip of water.

After he finished his routine instructions, the very worrying thing finally came.

"Freshman Competition!"

"Regarding this matter, many of you must have heard the news, but I still have to explain it again."

"This is a special nature of the test, no matter how many points you get in, and how much water is in it, your level will be fully displayed in this competition!"

Zeng Zhikun became emotional when he said this.

He even removed the fixed microphone on the podium and just walked back and forth with his brows furrowed.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, striking everyone's heart!
But at this time, one student took the courage to say: "Teacher, this is not fair at all!"

“Don’t students with good educational resources in places have an inherent advantage? What about those of us who come from backward areas with low scores?”

Zeng Zhikun sneered: "What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)