Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 13
"What about people, tell me quickly, where did you hide people again!?!"

"I really do not know…"

The students returned one after another, and after passing by the dormitory office and hearing the quarrel inside, they all silently quickened their pace.

The voices are too familiar, and the speeches of the two will be heard at the beginning of each semester, and the temperament of the dean and the deputy dean is well known to the entire Francis College.

"President Doyle and Vice President Tia seem to be arguing again..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up, or you will be rewarded if you hear it."

The companion dragged his big-mouthed roommate to evacuate quickly, he couldn't stay in the right and wrong place for long, he didn't want to be troubled by Chi Yu...

……

Tia roared with a sharp voice: "Who else could it be if you didn't hide it!?!"

Although she rushed all the way, she was still a step slower than the old Doyle.

Seeing that it was almost dusk, she couldn't believe that the boy who was born full of soul power hadn't arrived at the dormitory after walking for three hours. The only possibility was that he was hidden by this old guy who arrived one step ahead of her.

"I haven't seen anyone, how can I hide it?"

Doyle was speechless, this is really a steal, but before he even saw him, this bitch Tia started throwing the blame.

"Do you think that kid will get lost?"

Dean Doyle whispered uncertainly.

Tia rolled her eyes and said with a serious face, "Are you stupid to be an old lady? Although our Francis College is not too small, we can still get lost after that little distance?"

"Besides, he is a six-year-old boy with relatives by his side, even if he can't find the way, he still doesn't know how to ask?"

Tia asked three times, and Douglas held his forehead speechlessly.

There's no reason to talk to this bitch.

Sure enough, the choice of not getting married at the beginning was correct, otherwise he would have been annoyed to death.

Dean Doyle turned his head silently, looked at the three young teachers on duty who were shivering in the corner, pretended to cough twice, and said:

"Three teachers, please check for me. Is there a kid named Ma Hongjun here this afternoon? If so, help me see which dormitory he has checked into."

"Okay...Okay, Dean Doyle!"

The three teachers quickly looked through the newcomer's check-in records, and asked in confusion: "Dean, are you sure that student's name is Ma Hongjun?"

Doyle was a little unsure, and turned his head to Tia.

"That's right, that little guy's name is Ma Hongjun, logically he should have come here a long time ago."

Tia gave her a blank look. He suspected that the old Doyle was cheating on her with three teachers.

The three teachers searched carefully again and were sure that there was no such person.

"Boss deans, we don't have any record of his stay here."

Doyle nodded and said, "Look at Tia, as the dean of the college, can I lie to you about these trivial matters? If I say I haven't encountered it, I haven't encountered it."

"If you don't lie about small things, it means that you often favor my mother in big things?"

"I……"

Doyle turned his head angrily, and strode out the door. He didn't want to continue entanglement with this old lady, it was really annoying.

"Isn't it just a student? The old man will let you do it! As the honorary vice president of the college, he came to the dean to make a fuss over a trivial matter. It's really stupid. We Francis College will have the face Let you lose everything!"

Doyle went out cursing.

However, as soon as he walked out, he happened to bump into a student with a blond hair.

"Ouch, what brat, doesn't he have eyes when he walks!?!" Doyle yelled angrily, completely ignoring the dean's image.

"Which dean, were you talking about Ma Hongjun just now?"

The person who came was Gulla not long ago. After dinner, he just returned to the dormitory when he heard the quarrel from the office.

Ma Hongjun?
Could it be that the little fat man has caused something to happen again?

Gulla subconsciously walked towards the office, but happened to collide with Dougla who rushed out angrily.

"It turned out to be you brat, who was in a hurry all day long... Wait, what did you just say?"

Gulla is one of the outstanding students in the college, so Dean Doyle has a profound influence on him.

"What did you say!"

However, just halfway through the words, Douglas suddenly realized something, and roared almost at the same time as Tia.

Gulla asked: "Just now I heard the name Ma Hongjun mentioned by the two principals at the door. Are you talking about the Ma Hongjun who just entered school today?"

"Well, that's right, it's that kid." Tia stepped forward quickly, and pushed away Dean Doyle, who was crowded at the door, "Have you seen him?"

Gulla nodded, and then slowly talked about today's experience.

"Students went to practice martial arts this afternoon, and accidentally encountered Ding Wei arguing with a little fat man..."

It has to be said that Gulla is a qualified academy student, and his explanations are very vivid. Not only Tia and Doyle, when they heard that Ma Hongjun easily defeated Ding Wei who had entered a berserk state without using his martial soul, they all couldn't bear it. I can't help but sigh in admiration.

And when they learned that Ma Hongjun had actually used the so-called self-created soul technique, the pupils of the five people in the office gradually dilated, and their eyes began to emit a fiery light...

"I remember that when this kid signed up, he was innately full of soul power. Logically, he should only be at level ten...?" Tia asked with some doubts.

Douglas gave her a speechless glance, what a woman said...it's true that she has long hair but short knowledge.

"Do you think that in his poor town, someone can help him get a soul ring?"

"Oh…"

The meaning of Dougla's words is very clear, these are not only the three teachers, even Gulla was shocked.

He originally thought that Ma Hongjun had deliberately concealed his strength, that's why he didn't use the soul ability.

Who would have thought that his first guess would be correct, this little fat man really hasn't obtained the soul ring yet.

And the most important thing is that this little fat man is still full of soul power innately! ! !
It seems that I still underestimated him after all, no wonder he was able to create his own soul skills at a young age, which can no longer be described as good talent.

What a little monster!

"Then what happened later, what about the little guy?"

Tia's eyes were eager, and after listening to Gulla's narration, her determination to accept disciples became more and more firm.

"Didn't he go back to the dormitory to check in?" Gulla spread his hands in doubt.

Doyle and Tia looked at each other, as if saying something.

Have you seen it?

no...,,^,,...

Gulla said weakly:
"Is that guy... lost... right..."

"It seems...it's really possible..."

One of the dormitory teachers stepped forward and smoothed things over quietly: "The two principals should not wait any longer. It's getting dark anyway, and the little guy should be back by now."

Tia let out a cold snort, stepped on the table, and said, "What are you waiting for? It's enough for the deputy dean to wait here. What are you doing here alone as the dean? Don't you have anything else to do?" ?”

"Such a talented student, can't the dean pay more attention?" Doyle retorted.

"My old lady remembers what a shameless Mr. Feng said just now, this apprentice will be handed over to me. Does it count if you want to count?" Tia's eyes were cold.

With his hands behind his back, Douglas said to everyone, "Is there anything? It seems that the dean didn't say that just now, right?"

"You old guy, you want to play tricks again, don't you!?!"

There was a continuous creaking sound, which seemed to be the wailing of the table being overwhelmed.

Doyle turned around and said, "The Dean keeps his word. If you say it, you say it. If you don't say it, you don't say it. You may ask, did I say that just now?"

A young teacher took a step forward and reminded with an expression of indignation: "Principal Doyle, you did say that just now, and the three of us heard it just now."

Douglas: "..."

The other two teachers silently took two steps back.

Dead friends don’t die poor people, if you want to die, there is nothing we can do...

Doyle stepped forward, patted the young teacher on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and said, "The young man has a good memory, not bad, the dean appreciates you."

The young teacher bowed excitedly.

"Thank you, Dean, for the compliment. As a teacher, this is what I deserve."

The two teachers took two steps back again.

"Well, that's pretty good. The dean thinks you're out of talent in this small dormitory office. Why don't I change your place for you?"

"Thank you for the reminder, Dean, but Haoming wants to rely on his own efforts step by step..."

"Or the honorary director of Francis College, just as the old iron man is about to retire."

"The... director..."

Li Haoming's tone faltered.

"College... Dean... I think I'm not capable enough to take up this lofty position, why don't you change someone else?"

"Li Haoming!" Douglas yelled violently, "What can't be done! You are a typical lack of self-confidence. The dean is optimistic about you and thinks you can do it! It's decided like this, tonight Just go and pack your things and report tomorrow, there are 52 toilets in the school, you must clean them up in the future, this is also the face of our school."

"House... Dean..."

Li Haoming's hands, which had nowhere to rest, squeezed again and again.

"By the way, in the future, including the sanitation of the student dormitory, you must also check it in place. If it affects the reputation of our college, be careful and I will ask you!" Doyle's eyes sharpened, and he left the dormitory office in a hurry before Li Haoming continued to pester him. .

Teacher Li wanted to cry, but couldn't cry.

"I was young...my life...my youth..."

"what!!!"

A shrill scream sounded from the dormitory building, echoing throughout the dormitory building for a long time.

The students who were washing or practicing in the dormitory ran out of the dormitory in a panic after hearing this scream.

In an instant, the stairwell was full of people, and the dormitory building was boiling...

……

And Ma Hongjun, who could barely be regarded as the instigator, was standing in front of the gate of the dormitory building, arguing with the dormitory teacher with a red face.

"Why don't you let me in? I signed up and I'm also a student of Francis College. Why don't you let me in? What right do you have to not let me in? I'm going to complain to the dean!"

The dormitory teacher was out of breath, pointing at the students going to and from the gate, panting kindly:

"You damn little fat man, look where this is, get out of here!"

Ma Hongjun raised his voice and pointed at the students passing by with righteous indignation: "Look, isn't this the student dormitory? Why don't you let me live in it? You old lady, don't go too far!"

"Old...old aunt..."

The dormitory teacher's veins are bulging. She has been in charge of Qinfangyuan for 15 years. This is the first time someone calls her aunt...

"Little fat man, I will give you one last chance." The dormitory teacher said with a grim expression, "Go out and turn left, after half an hour's journey, Wenwu Pavilion is where you boys will stay."

Ma Hongjun choked up, his body told him that something bad might happen if he didn't leave, but he still wanted to persevere.

Why can Tang San and Xiao Wu share the same dormitory and share the same bed, why can't I, I'm not seven years old yet! ! !

"why…"

"Go away!!!"

A wave of air suddenly erupted from the dormitory teacher's body, and three soul rings emerged, white, yellow, yellow...

This aunt turned out to be a Soul Venerable! ! !
"I'm sorry sister, I was wrong, I'll leave right away."

Ma Hongjun ran out of the room in a panic and disappeared into the darkness.

　The number of words is quite enough!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)