Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 232 Severe road idiot VS online game master (1)

On the three-foot podium, a plump middle-aged man in a pink shirt was speaking eloquently.

When it came to Jia Baoyu's wet dream in "A Dream of Red Mansions", everyone laughed - yes, that's right, when talking about lower body literature, I gave an example from the late Qing Dynasty.

Teacher Shou sighed, "You girls are really more perverted than boys...Even so, if you don't read well, no president will come to you with a colorful excavator in the future!"

Coupled with a soft and somewhat arrogant Taiwanese accent, it is so cute that it grows grass.

"Hahahahaha!" There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Tao An'an didn't have the mood to smile, she lingered at the back door, wondering if she should open the door and go in.

The old man was chatting all over the place, and suddenly it came to writing, "There is a classmate in your class who is really good at writing articles. I think about her every day, thinking about her writing, but she just ignores me. Talented people are so cold..."

The teacher blah blah blah blah, but two words popped up in her mind, "Damn!"

Tao An'an quietly opened the back door, got into the only empty seat in the last row, and sat down.

The old man was sharp-eyed, he sighed, "Oh, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, student Tao An'an, you can't rely on my liking and be late."

She suddenly stood up and bowed, "I'm sorry teacher!"

"There is no excuse? For example, the alarm clock is broken?" Teacher Shou smiled half-smile, making all the students present feel a sense of crisis in Zhongshan.

She bowed her head in silence.

"How about this, I'll ask you a simple question, and I won't remember your name when I answer it." Teacher Shou smiled slightly.

Tao Anan: "..."

This teacher's smile is so scary, it's not easy for students.

"Where did the name of the returning poet come from?"

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

The students in the front row of the God of Learning area also frowned. There was no such content this semester.

Classmate A: "Tao An'an is really stumped, this seems to be the content of the next semester, right?"

Classmate B: "Ghost knows, I still don't know what to do this semester, I'm waiting for my wife to draw the key points."

Classmate C: "The old man is ruthless!"

Unexpectedly, that pretty girl just thought for a while, and said loudly: "After smashing the Gang of Four, a group of poets who were wronged returned to the poetry world. They are called returned poets... Well, this name It originated from Ai Qing's collection of poems "Song of Return" published in 1980."

Organized and on time.

The old man frowned slightly, and then stretched out, "Okay, please sit down, everyone, this is Xueba! Ah, it's not unreasonable for me to like her so much, right, An An?"

Tao Anan quickly sat down and covered her face with a book.

"Look, she's ignoring me again. Sure enough, literati all have an air of aloofness... Sigh, let's continue the lecture."

The terrifying morning finally passed, and when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, her cell phone also started to vibrate.

"Guan Yan? What's the matter?"

"My idol endorses Soul [-]! Come back and play this game after class! It's a little bit more popular!" Guan Yan's sound of typing on the keyboard also came over, presumably he was playing online games.

"...I don't play online games." She touched her forehead, but the other party had already hung up.

There seems to be no room for negotiation.

Really... the three souls are already very famous, and they still need to find celebrities to endorse and consume fans?
The point is that there are still victims like her.

oh oh oh.

Yaoshou!
During Guan Yan's series of fatal calls, Tao An'an "flyed" back home.

"An'an, hurry up, over here, I've turned on the computer for you! I'm still downloading the client of Soul [-]!"

"..."

Star chasing women are really hardworking and... scary.

(End of this chapter)