The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

Robert over there complained: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come so early."

Werther: "Is there something urgent?"

Robert: "No way."

……

Time passed bit by bit, and the patience of the students was gradually worn down.

After a full five minutes, the ceiling of the classroom suddenly became transparent, just like when Professor Didi was in class.

But the distance between the line of sight and the night sky has not been shortened.

The next thing that appeared in the field of vision was a pumpkin carriage that seemed to come out of a fairy tale!

It is said to be a carriage, but it is not a horse that pulls the cart, but two dark and blurred animal shadows.

A golden road snaked from under the wheels of the pumpkin wagon to the classroom.

The ceiling suddenly parted on both sides.

The pumpkin carriage flew all the way down the track, got into the classroom amidst the exclamation of the students, and flew to the edge of the podium.

As the pumpkin carriage stopped, the witch dressed in dark purple lifted the curtain and leaned out from the carriage.

Heart trembles.

Mitya Bartholomew raised her long legs tightly wrapped in purple stockings, and stepped from the car to the ground.

"Den."

The sharp high heel hits the ground and makes a sound.

Media took off her pointed witch hat, shook her head slightly, her long black and purple hair fell down her shoulders like a waterfall, and a strong fragrance spread out.

That mature woman's demeanor made the boys in the front row blush.

She grabbed the brim of the hat and swung it outward, the pumpkin carriage suddenly turned into thick billowing black smoke and got into the hat.

Media took out a wand with thin chopsticks from the witch hat, and then pointed it at the hat, the witch hat suddenly burst open, and disappeared with a "bang".

“([email protected]ο@?) Wow—”

The audience exclaimed!

……

"What about magic tricks?"

Duck couldn't help covering his forehead.

The new professor didn't give him a very good sense, and he always had a feeling of being obsequious.

But the little magisters seemed to like this show very much, and even ignored her lateness.

Diana is still clapping desperately until now, her face flushed with excitement, wanting to pinch!

after awhile.

Mitya seemed to have had enough of the compliments from the students, and finally raised her hand and pressed down.

When the classroom became quieter, she began to formally introduce herself: "I think you should have already guessed that I am your substitute professor of astronomy this semester, the guide of destiny, the fortune teller with the eyes of the stars, and the witch of the silver moon." —Media Bartholomew!"

Guide of destiny!

A fortuneteller with star eyes!

Witch of Silvermoon!

As soon as these three titles are put out, it gives people a feeling of not knowing it.

Although the little magisters didn't understand very well, they all followed her tone and applauded vigorously, and the atmosphere was constantly changing towards the atmosphere of the fan meeting.

The corners of Mitia's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of complacency.

Sure enough, when you are lonely, you should come out for a walk. The Star Tower is still too deserted.

……

After all, Mitia came to class, not to perform.

After introducing herself, she walked up to the podium, took out a roll call, and said with a smile: "Now it's my turn to get to know everyone, please stand up for the students whose names are called, if possible, it is best to use one sentence Introduce yourself so that I can get to know you better. So, the first one, Emma Metis!"

Emma froze for a moment.

She remembered that her name was not the first on the roll.

But since Professor Mitia Bartholomew called her, she had no choice but to stand up.

"Is this Miss Metis?"

Mitia nodded and asked, "I heard that you are the disciple of the Sage of Mystery?"

Emma was stunned again, then shook her head and said, "No. Although my mother is a student of the Sage of the Secret, there are many students of the Sage of the Secret, and she is just one of them. And I have nothing to do with it."

Media narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at her carefully, and then suddenly said: "Your throne stands on the golden soil."

Emma blinked, what do you mean?

Media had already skipped her and called the second name.

Every time a name is called, she will present a sentence.

The student asked her if that was a prophecy, but she shook her head and denied it.

……

"Sara Swati."

"arrive."

Sarah put down her pen and stood up, interested in the plausible "prophecy" of the new professor.

She first introduced herself with one sentence: "Hello, professor, I am a scholar who aspires to be a bitter scholar."

Media said: "Very good ambition. Look forward to it, drink with the ancient gods on the river Styx."

Sarah rolled her eyes and asked, "Professor, I'm still young."

Mitia was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm not cursing you."

"That's good."

Sarah patted her little one and sat down.

……

"Teddy Doron."

"arrive."

Doron stood up abruptly. He was very interested in what the so-called "divinator" said, and wanted to know what his "prophecy" was.

Professor Mitia Bartholomew smiled at him.

It took three seconds for Duolong to wake up, and hurriedly said: "The wall of the kingdom, the Duolong family, the House of Nobility, gentlemen!"

"Okay, my little gentleman." Mitia said with a smile: "The years will heal the wounds."

"what?"

Doron's excitement disappeared instantly: "Professor, what does this mean?"

Mitia comforted: "Don't worry too much, people will always experience trauma in their lives. As I said, this is not a prophecy."

Doron: Then why did you say it?Ahhh!

Doron sat down, feeling heavy.

……

"Rose Flordy."

"Yes, Professor."

Rose slowly got up under Diana's envious eyes.

After thinking for a while, she whispered, "Hello, Professor, I have an orange cat grass."

Media's expression moved slightly, and she looked at her carefully, her eyes and pupils were slightly dilated, reflecting a silver moon.

She opened her mouth, her voice was long and hollow: "Above all the stars, your home."

Rose half opened her mouth: "Professor, I'm just an ordinary..."

Mitia waved her hand and said with a smile: "No one is ordinary. Remember my words, great people are born great."

Rose sat down in a daze, but still copied two sentences from Professor Mitia.

Although Professor Mitia repeatedly stated that what she said was not a prophecy, the more she said that, the more she seemed to be "disguised", making people feel that it was a prophecy.

This may be a rhetorical technique.

Maybe it's just plain truth.

who knows.

……

Prognosticators throughout the ages, no matter they are genuine or swindlers, always like to use some exaggerated and false words to embellish their "prophecies".

There are naturally necessary reasons for it, but this does greatly reduce the credibility of the "prophecy", and it also allows some bastards to pretend to be fake.

Professor Mitia's "prophecy" is also obviously the same, always using some high-level vocabulary.

Such as "Throne", "Ancient God", "Years", "Stars"...

But if you analyze it in depth, you may be able to parse out something completely different from the literal meaning.

But under the current situation, the little magister didn't think about it at all.

They were not surprised by Emma and Sarah's "tallness" revealed in the "prophecy", but they did not expect that Rose, who was insignificant in all aspects, would get such a "high evaluation"!

"Above all the stars", "great man", do these words really describe her?

Many students couldn't help but look back at her, with various meanings in their eyes.

But Rose herself also looked bewildered, even a little helpless.