Pure love emperor less blackened daily

Chapter 687 Student Huangfu, please write a self-criticism
This man is definitely not just a professor!

Huangfu Xi couldn't help being a little wary, staring at the other party.

However, the other party's gaze swept across the entire classroom, but never paused for a moment on his face.

With a calm expression, he put the book on the podium and opened it.

The movement is elegant and natural.

Just looking at it is extremely pleasing to the eye.

"I am your new professor, and I will be in charge of your archeology class this semester. Please take care of me."

The man spoke, elegant and pleasant, and his piano-like voice spread throughout the classroom.

It directly caused all the girls to show intoxicated expressions.

He stared fixedly at the man on the podium and couldn't take his eyes off.

But the man seemed very calm, as if he didn't notice their gaze at all.

In the next second, they took out the name list.

Because the voice is really nice, and the appearance and temperament are too perfect.

All the girls in the class didn't come back to their senses.

During the roll call, the entire classroom was as quiet as a chicken except for those who should be there.

After roll call, the man began to lecture.

Although he looks young, his demeanor always makes people ignore his age.

Unexpectedly, the archeology class is not blunt at all.

The students in the class were fascinated by it.

Under the calm aura of the man, no one in the class made any noise that shouldn't be in the classroom.

Huangfu Xi looked around.

It was found that 80.00% of the people in the classroom were listening to the class carefully.

damn it...

Anyway, he couldn't stand the archeology class.

The young master Huangfu persisted for less than 10 minutes before he lost his mind.

He leaned directly on the table and poked the deskmate next to him.

"Let's have a chat."

The deskmate was listening to the class, but when he heard what he said, he still withdrew his attention.

"what happened?"

Young Master Huangfu yawned: "It's so boring."

Deskmate:"……"

Due to the unprecedented quietness of the classroom, speaking is too eye-catching.

The two of them chose to pass the note.

That's right, in such a naive way.

Two big men sat in the corner and flirted with each other.

If outsiders see it, they will think that they have some improper relationship between men and women...

After half a class, Huangfuxi suddenly heard a sound.

"Student, please stand up and answer the question."

It was an extremely recognizable voice, but Huangfu Xi didn't pay attention to it at first.

Until he raised his head and found that everyone's eyes were looking at him.

His head just froze for a moment.

The new professor on the podium pointed to him and said, "The boy in the penultimate row by the window is talking about you." His tone was very calm, and his words were very calm.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Young Master Huangfu has been questioned by the professor.

From childhood to adulthood, who didn't know his identity?

In addition, he has a dark and dark personality, and he has a lot of tricks. The teacher can't wait to avoid him in class, so how dare he deliberately provoke him.

He couldn't figure out what the man meant.

But he stood up obediently.

"Professor, what do you want to ask?"

The man in front of me doesn't look much older than him, so I have to use your address.

Huangfu Xi was really upset.

The man's cold eyes swept over calmly and lightly.

Eyes fell on him.

A beautiful face lifted up slightly.

Huangfu Xi had an inexplicable feeling of being looked down upon by him.

Moreover, I feel inexplicably that there is something chilly behind me...

It is clear that the man in front of him doesn't have much expression on his face.

There is no mood swing in the eyes.

But an alarm sounded in his mind: No!He seems to want to fuck himself!
Sure enough, the next second.

The man looked at him, and still said in his clear and pleasant voice: "Please, classmate, repeat the passage I just said."

Some people are born with an unspeakable aura.

Every word he uttered was irrefutable.

The students below have been fascinated by the professor.

But Huangfu Xi realized it after two seconds, and his heart beeped like a dog!

Hold the grass!

Not to mention that he didn't hear what this guy was talking about just now.

Even if he listened to it, how could he repeat it with the memory of a normal person!
Damn, archeology!This is an archeology class!

It's not retelling the English text!
In the lecture he just taught, nine of the ten sentences are inseparable from technical terms. If you read it to him from a notebook, you may not be able to read it correctly. Let him repeat it!
"I won't." The young master Huangfu waved his hands frankly, "I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't attend the class just now."

Anyway, you can't do anything to him.

He said he was sorry, but he didn't mean to apologize at all, nor did he admit his mistake at all.

They were all used to the way the young master Huangfu spoke, so the students didn't find it strange.

And as a new professor, that handsome young man didn't seem to be angry at all.

He didn't even frown.

The demeanor is still calm and calm.

Then, I heard his voice: "Very good, this classmate is very honest, what's your name?"

"Huang Fuxi."

Huangfuxi subconsciously spoke, and then felt that something was wrong...

Looking at the man in front of him, he felt that something was wrong...

How does he feel... as if he jumped into the pit buried by the other party.

"Student Huangfu?" The man looked at him indifferently, as if with all the fairness and justice in his eyes. There was no darkness in his eyes. What he said made Huangfu Xi spit out a mouthful of old blood, "Please go back and write a review. The book, put it in my office tomorrow."

Huangfu Xi: "..."

He froze for a few seconds before reacting.

Oh shit!

This guy told him to write a self-criticism!

Review book!

He was actually asked to write a self-criticism by the young master Huangfu!

He looked around, thinking that everyone would fight for him.

In the past, whether it was for justice or for his identity, everyone would come up to speak to him.

However, today, all the students are as quiet as chickens... they are well-behaved and reserved in their seats.

All eyes fell on the handsome man in a white shirt.

Huangfu Xi almost vomited blood, and said loudly: "I don't accept it!"

however.

The new professor just glanced at him lightly.

Immediately afterwards, he retracted his gaze, turned around, and looked at the book in his hand again.

The next course lecture started.

His piano-like voice resounded in the classroom again.

Huangfu Xi swore.

He definitely saw four big characters in the last glance he looked at himself: hold back.

I X!

During the whole class, a hundred thousand unknown creatures flew past Master Huangfu's heart.

After class.

He was thinking about taking care of his self-criticism, what can you do to me if I don't write it, young master?

Take the same table and leave.

When he walked to the door, the professor was surrounded by girls drooling on the podium, but no one dared to approach him.

But he suddenly said, "Wait, classmate Huangfu."

Hearing this voice, Huangfu Xi's first reaction was to run away!
But he turned around subconsciously.

With a bad expression on his face: "What's wrong?"

The man looked at him calmly.

He withdrew his gaze, and after a while, words without any emotional ups and downs spit out from his beautiful lips: "Remember to write the self-criticism, otherwise you will be recorded as a major demerit and your credits will be deducted."

Huangfu Xi: "...!!!"

　Why...why, as I was writing, I actually smelled a little love... Wait, isn't this the meeting of rivals?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)