You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Feng Zixuan supported the wall with one hand, and his tall body pressed Saturday into the shadows. Although his face was hidden in the backlight, his eyes were black and white, and there was an anguished emotion in them.

Saturday was taken aback, raised his head, and looked at Feng Zixuan. He also became nervous. Feng Zixuan's serious expression and low tone of questioning guilt could not have been discovered—he is different from his hair Xiaoluoliu. , is actually a counterfeit, right?

#What should I do if I was recognized as a counterfeit by the original owner's hair boy#

#The main character pinches my neck and asks me what to do if I want to grow up#

The red TAG was already stamped in Saturday's mind, and he looked at Feng Zixuan with a troubled face, not knowing that his embarrassed expression turned into the meaning of "disgusting" to Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan didn't back down, he looked straight at Saturday and asked frankly, "Why have you ignored me recently?"

"I..." Saturday's heart sank, he couldn't help swallowing, his back pressed against the cold and hard courtyard wall, "I just want...to read more books..."

"Ha, that's how it is." Feng Zixuan laughed dryly, "You've always been so diligent and studious, but I'm overthinking. What book are you reading recently?"

"The basics of soil spirit root cultivation." Saturday thought, until he finds a way to rehabilitate, it's better not to give Feng Zixuan unreliable hope, so he didn't say that he squatted under the bookshelf to write biographies of celebrities, the history of the cultivation world, etc. I went over the regulations of the Cultivation Academy.

"Huh?" Feng Zixuan couldn't help squinting his eyes. The foundation of soil spirit root cultivation is an enlightenment book, that is to say, he should have mastered it on Saturday before coming to the Cultivation Academy.

"A Liu, we agreed before that no matter what happens, we must be honest with each other," Feng Zixuan said, "Have you forgotten?"

As soon as he said it on Saturday, he knew he had said the wrong thing. Feng Zixuan's face darkened, and his heart tightened. Feng Zixuan approached him and forced him to ask him if he remembered the time of the appointment. On Saturday, the alarm bell rang in his mind , Found it, definitely found it.

"I'm sorry... I don't know why this happened." Saturday said guiltily, "But I really didn't mean it. As soon as I woke up, I was on the bed in the dormitory."

Feng Zixuan raised his eyebrows, and looked nervous on Saturday, like a little squirrel who was caught stealing food, pitifully holding his precious stack of books, and curled up in the corner... …As for what he said on Saturday, Feng Zixuan automatically interpreted it as—"I was too tired and fell asleep as soon as I got back, so I didn't have time to talk to you, and I didn't take care of your mood. I'm sorry", contacted Zhou With Liu's guilty expression, Feng Zixuan's heart suddenly cleared up, and the whole person was happy and relaxed. He still thought about him on Saturday, but he was too busy to take care of it.

The conversation between the two of them who didn't agree with each other turned out to be evidence that "they didn't actually despise him" on Saturday under the operation of Feng Zixuan's strange brain circuit.

Feng Zixuan was in a happy mood, and at the same time thought: He himself is too narrow-minded. He hasn't spoken to him for a few days on Saturday, so it's really too much for him to blame Saturday like this.

"Ah Liu." Feng Zixuan suddenly pressed Saturday's shoulder.

Frozen with fright on Saturday, are you going to choke your neck?

Feng Zixuan bowed his head and said softly: "Tomorrow, I will go with you."

The next day, out of curiosity as to whether Feng Zixuan had discovered that he was a counterfeit, he swiped JJ on Saturday.

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△Feng Zixuan stared at the familiar beautiful face, not letting go of any change in Zhuo Liu's expression: "What book are you reading?"

△ "The foundation of soil spirit root cultivation."

△Feng Zixuan felt annoyed at being deceived, and blurted out: "A Liu, we agreed before that no matter what happens, we must be honest with each other, have you forgotten?"

△Feng Zixuan still remembers that when Zhuo Liu made a promise to him at the beginning, no matter what happens in the future, the two of them will give each other complete trust and become a good friend who can be trusted for the rest of their lives.

△But now, Zhuo Liu has been assigned to Class A, and has stopped interacting with him, and even hasn't spoken a word for a few days.He came to inquire, but Zhuo Liu used the lie of "looking at the foundation of soil spirit root cultivation" to prevaricate him!Don't even bother to make up a plausible excuse!

△Why!Why!Feng Zixuan didn't understand, the relationship between the two of them was so good during the placement test, and they cooperated so well!Is it just because Zhuo Liu went to Class A, and he had to stay in Class D because of his qualifications?Impossible, Zhuo Liu is not such a person!

△Feng Zixuan couldn't think of an answer. These days, depression and anxiety burned his heart deeply. Every day when he woke up and saw the empty bed next to him, he would feel lost, as if something was missing in his heart, empty.

△"I'm sorry, I don't know why this happened...but I really didn't mean it. I woke up and was on the bed in the dormitory." Zhuo Liu said guiltily, her long eyelashes drooping to cover her amber eyes eye.

△Feng Zixuan was stunned.

△ Zhuo Liu was apologizing to him, and he showed a very guilty look... In fact, calm down and think about it, Zhuo Liu did nothing wrong, but just started the class, so he must be busy, on the contrary, there are no classes, and the Ding class is free to teach , will produce such idle asshole students like him.

△It was not that Zhuo Liu was wrong, but that he was wrong. He should try to keep up with Zhuo Liu's pace, instead of wandering in place and blaming Zhuo Liu for not waiting for him.

……

"This is simply...poor."

Seeing this on Saturday, he was relieved, Feng Zixuan didn't seem to realize that he was a counterfeit.

He brushed through the comments again.

Score 2 per seat:

wall dong!I'm so warm, I beg for a change!A school bully who doesn't understand style is not worthy of my Xuan! ! [snort]

Bai Ze scored 2:

This Gaoling Flower Zhuo Liu is the male god Bai Yueguang, right? If you spray it, the male god will kill one more decisive person. Seeing him, his painting style has changed [Squint]

SeSe scored 2:

Ah ah ah I can't believe it, the male god would actually knock on others, and said: Why are you ignoring me~ If you are such a girl, me!No!Mutually!letter!God will say!

My dad is the CEO Score 2:

Although Bi Dong is sweet, but I think this Bai Yueguang is quite a chicken thief. He deliberately hangs on to the male god, and he doesn't need to make a draft when he tells lies. Everyone knows that "Earth Spirit Root Cultivation Basics" was read in kindergarten, and he actually used this It's easy to prevaricate the male god, isn't it just because the male god likes him!How many bamboo horses and bamboo horses can bear fruit?Ask for CP!

……

Well, I have to say that although following Feng Zixuan is very popular, there are also a lot of criticisms that follow. For some reason, when I read the comments on Saturday, I felt a sense of embarrassment for an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws.

"Aliu, what are you looking at?" The protagonist who was discussed raised his head from the book and looked at Saturday.

"It's nothing." On Saturday, he hurriedly closed the webpage. If Feng Zixuan saw it, he would not be able to explain it clearly.

"Oh, isn't it convenient?" Feng Zixuan's face darkened.

"I... just, a little anxious." Saturday decided to divert the topic.

"how?"

"Hey, I'm so stupid. Although I have memorized "Earth Spirit Root Cultivation Basics", there are many things in it that I still can't use in practice."

"Haha... If you're stupid, isn't Class B, C and D a gorilla..." Feng Zixuan smiled forcedly.

The two stood together on the top floor of the library, under the broken roof.

Pointing to the cracked wall on Saturday, he said, "I want to repair the roof by rearranging the soil and stone materials, but I have no idea how to use the 'Qi' mentioned in the book. "

"Rearrange?" Feng Zixuan scratched his hair, "What kind of exercise is this, why don't I know?"

Saturday laughed: "It's a practice I invented myself."

"Earth cultivators generally want to control more, heavier, and harder things. Flying sand and rocks, forming rocks into walls, and even breaking the sky are all well-known moves. You said that you need to arrange the earth and rocks. This kind of exercise, I’ve never heard of it.” Although Feng Zixuan didn’t know why he suddenly became interested in repairing the roof on Saturday, he still expressed his praise naturally, “It’s true that you can see new things from old books. .”

Saturday embarrassment: "I haven't done anything yet..."

"If you arrange it, you need more control." Feng Zixuan squatted down and pointed to a few small stones scattered on the ground, "First put the consciousness outside the body to perceive the same substance, like attracts, you can try to close it." Eyes, use your heart to feel their position, come on, try it."

He did as he did on Saturday, he closed his eyes and hypnotized himself that he could see and see. Unexpectedly, in the darkness, he really saw a small khaki-yellow point of light.

Surprised on Saturday, I reached out to touch it, and it really felt grainy.

"Yes, let's sink your dantian now, and feel a round thing in your stomach." Feng Zixuan guided Saturday in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Round things?Isn't that a navel?On Saturday, I was suddenly made to laugh by my own associations. When I wanted to laugh, my energy was scattered, and I couldn't even see the little light spot.

Feng Zixuan didn't know when he came to Saturday's side, and clasped Saturday's abdomen with his palm: "Three inches below the navel is the dantian, also called Qihai. It is the place where the innate zhenqi is stored. The power of the roots is released."

"Hmm." The warm palm rested on Saturday's sensitive abdomen with a sense of presence through a layer of clothes. For a person with itchy flesh all over his body, it was really uncomfortable to be touched, "No , don't touch me, it's so itchy hahahaha..."

"Where is it itching? Is it itching here?" Not only did Feng Zixuan not take his hand away, but he had to squeak about Saturday, and Saturday laughed so hard that he collapsed on him in a short while, tears streaming down his face.

From the cubicle on the top floor of the library, there was joyous laughter.

On the eve of the day, Saturday came out disheveled, followed by a satisfied Feng Zixuan.

"Zhuoliu?" A thin man with round glasses like a scholar in the Republic of China glanced at Saturday and said disapprovingly, "The library is not a place to play around."

"Ah, Teacher Hong Chen."

Hong Chen is the teacher of the cultural class on Saturday. Because he is rigorous and stable, he also serves as the vice president of the Xiuzhen College. All kinds of chores are handled by Hong Shen.

Hong Chen is also a rare teacher with dual spiritual roots in the school. Generally, the teachers in the Cultivation Academy have single spiritual roots.

Although his aptitude is mediocre, Hong Chen still has great influence in the academy, because without him, many things cannot be advanced, and he treats students very harshly. What he hates most is being lazy while being talented Crazy student.

"Come out with me." Hong Chen turned and walked out with a bad expression on his face.

Saturday and Feng Zixuan looked at each other, Feng Zixuan looked suspicious, and Saturday shook his head lightly, telling Feng Zixuan to go back first.

Beside the small garden behind the library, Hong Chen held his hands behind his back and bowed his head on Saturday.

"Do you feel that if you enter Class A, everything will be guaranteed?" Hong Chen's voice carried an element of accountability.

"..." Saturday knew that Hong Chen would answer anything he said at this time.

"There is a quiz tomorrow, and you are having so much fun, must you be ready?" Hong Chen said, "Then we will wait and see. If you fail the quiz tomorrow, I will apply to the hospital for a re-evaluation of your suitability." In Class A."

Saturday lowered his head: "I see, Teacher Hong Chen."

Go back to the small courtyard of the dormitory.

"It's not fair." Feng Zixuan was immediately filled with righteous indignation when he heard about the re-evaluation, "Tianchen hasn't come here for a few days, he doesn't even attend class, but he can stay in Class A well, you will go out early tomorrow and return to study at night Practice hard, but have to re-evaluate?"

"Don't worry, I will pass." Saturday said confidently.

"But..." Feng Zixuan worried, "I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you."

"Hey, I'm afraid he won't make things difficult for me." Saturday smiled slyly.

Feng Zixuan's expectation was right, Hong Chen deleted all the optional fill-in-the-blank questions that night, leaving only one big question: Discussion: The strongest cultivation method of Tu Linggen (100 points)

On Saturday, I unfolded this paper with only one line of petty lowercase script, and I already had a bottom line in my heart.

He thought for a while, then quickly wrote an article, Saturday's pen writing was beautiful, and he was used to writing neatly, so although he wrote very quickly, the article came out like a printed article .

"Crack", the pen rested on the table and made a soft sound.

I looked at my watch on Saturday, only half an hour had passed.

"Student Zhuo Liu, are you finished?" Hong Chen raised his head and asked.

"It's finished."

"You have to think clearly, it's not that easy to pass a test that you answer casually." Hong Chen stood up and walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Well, I've figured it out, please correct me, teacher." Saturday smiled.

"Okay, then you go, I will let the students in Class B inform you of the result."

Classes A, B, C, and D have separate classes, and the content of the classes is also different. After the exam on Saturday in the morning, there is still class B to take the exam in the afternoon.

Naturally, the questions for Class B are still the same set.

After leaving the examination room on Saturday, he went straight to the library. Today, he still has important things to do.

The person went to the empty table, and there was a flat piece of paper spread out on the table, and the delicate and powerful handwriting neatly covered half of the paper.

As soon as Hong Chen approached the table, he was attracted by the handwriting that was quite skillful. You must know that even in the cultivation world, with the advancement of technology to this day, there are very few younger generations who can write such beautiful handwriting.

Hong Chen showed surprise on his face. He pressed one hand on the edge of the paper and looked down. Unexpectedly, he was attracted as soon as he read the first line of words. When it is too wild, but convincingly proves the point of view with solid and convincing arguments, the logic is clear, and the language is capable, it is really not like a young cultivator can organize it in just half an hour.

Before he knew it, Hong Chen had put his hands on the table and was immersed in Saturday's article. If it was the student's beautiful handwriting that attracted him at first, then it was the content of this article that surprised him next. He was surprised to find that he could not fully comprehend the meaning of the content after reading it once. After covering up the book and meditating, some deep meanings that were left blank were gradually intertwined into a brilliant blueprint for the future, which made Hong Shen seemed to see a completely different cultivation world.

"Tu Linggen's strongest technique... So, that's what you think." Hong Chen muttered to himself, his face, which was always moody and angry, unconsciously flushed with excitement, hidden in the circle The eyes that are used to squinting behind the shaped glasses are fully opened at this moment, and the eyes are full of brilliance.After reading Saturday's paper three times from the beginning to the end, Hong Chen slapped the table and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Okay, that's great, it seems that the Cultivation Academy, which has been silent for a long time, is about to raise a new star !"

While speaking, Hong Chen picked up the red pen and drew a "A" on Saturday's paper.

"The strongest cultivation method of the earth spirit root?" Feng Zixuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this topic, "Ten high-level cultivation methods of the earth spirit root, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, the shadow of the yellow spring, the top of Mount Tai, the number of sands in the galaxy... there are a few more forgotten ok, what did you write?"

"Well, I wrote—" Saturday touched his chin.

"What???" After hearing Saturday's answer, Feng Zixuan was shocked, "The cultural teacher is the most rigid, you write like this, although it is novel, but, but I'm afraid he won't recognize it, it's too risky .”

"Don't worry, I wrote this just for him." Saturday smiled mysteriously, "Besides, the worst case scenario is that I will be expelled from Class A, so I still have a chance to be in your class. "

"But...but..." Feng Zixuan looked sad, he didn't want to sacrifice such a good opportunity to be in his class on Saturday.

Patted Feng Zixuan on the shoulder on Saturday: "Come on, let's go and see the roof."

That night, Feng Zixuan waited anxiously in the yard, thinking to himself, why haven't those two from class B come back yet?At the same time, I was a little scared, if I came back and brought the news that I failed the exam on Saturday, how sad that Saturday would be.

This is worse than Feng Zixuan failing the exam.

It was almost dark, and in front of the courtyard door with a flickering light, two figures came dimly, they were Yun Jiu and Ming Jing from Class B.

Feng Zixuan braced himself, went up to him, and was about to ask about the situation, when Yun Jiu grabbed Feng Zixuan: "Student Feng, haven't you always been close to classmate Zhuo Liu? What about others?"

"He's still in the library." Feng Zixuan said, in fact, the two of them were supposed to be in the library together, but Feng Zixuan couldn't bear it and came back first to check the results.

"Ah, student Zhuo Liu is really amazing. He is so talented, smart, beautiful, and works so hard. He really deserves to be a genius of Class A." Yun Jiu spoke enthusiastically, and then looked forward to it. Looking at Feng Zixuan intently, "Student Feng, I heard that you and Zhuo Liu are friends, so you must have a good relationship, can you introduce us?"

Feng Zixuan was stunned by the praise, and it took him a while to recover, and he said happily: "Okay, I will recommend you if you have the opportunity, and the grades in the culture class..."

"Haha, it turns out that student Feng is waiting here to take the exam for Zhuo Liu. Classmate Feng is really considerate." Yun Jiu took out a carefully folded exam paper and handed it to Feng Zixuan, "Here, this is Zhuo Liu. Dean Hong liked Liu's papers so much that he printed several copies and sent them to us."

Although Feng Zixuan was overjoyed, he was still a little surprised. How could the always rigid cultural teacher suddenly praise Saturday's outrageous views?He took the paper, unfolded it and read it under the dim light in front of the courtyard.

"By the way, student Feng, you must tell student Zhuo Liu that he must spare time tomorrow afternoon to find Dean Hong in the small building of the Red Pavilion."

"Oh, okay, I see." Feng Zixuan agreed.

Yun Jiu and Ming Jing talked and laughed as they went back to the dormitory.

Feng Zixuan unfolded the paper and read it silently. Sure enough, a genius is a genius, with novel ideas and solid arguments. There is no nonsense in the whole article. In the cultivation world, where "physical skills" are more important than other places, culture is actually the least valued. Yes, to have such an article written by a class A student, presumably Hong Chen would feel delighted.

However, Feng Zixuan still couldn't understand how Hong Chen could accept viewpoints other than the prescribed answers, which didn't match the impression he had given him in the cultural class.

Feng Zixuan decided to wait until Saturday to come back and ask him a good question.

"Ah, actually when I saw this question, I felt that I shouldn't answer the top ten high-level exercises." After coming back on Saturday, I heard Feng Zixuan's question and replied, "If I answered the high-level exercises, I would Jumped into the pit, because high-level exercises can only be cultivated by Yuanying or above. I have no experience, and I have never seen it, and the introductions in the book are dry. For me, answering any high-level exercises can only be done. Can answer a text on paper."

"Moreover, everyone has something he is good at. For A, the power of Heaven and Earth Rupture is greater than the number of stars and sands. For B, it is just the opposite. However, I defeated A with the number of Xinghe sands, so which of the two exercises is stronger? There is no conclusion. Therefore, I propose that the strongest exercise of Tu Linggen will be considered based on subjective conditions, that is, my Which kind of skill can be brought into full play by talent."

Feng Zixuan nodded, he didn't expect this, Hong Chen was really good at digging holes.

"Then why did you think of 'building' with soil spirit roots?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"It's related to my own preferences. I like architectural design." Saturday kept some of it. In fact, he is an architectural designer. Human and material resources, with one person's power, you can build the building you designed. The world of self-cultivation is a semi-closed world. It is basically not open to ordinary people, and ordinary people will not be invited to participate in buildings involving various secrets. During construction, at this time, a cultivator with construction ability will have a very broad market."

"The ancestral halls of the aristocratic families and the other karma of retreat and cultivation all need people to undertake the construction. In some holy places of immortal mansions that gather the power of natural essence, it is even more effective for cultivators to build a practice place with the "strengthening formation" I want to challenge the world of comprehension, which is judged by talent and combat power, by developing the architectural skills of Tu Lingen, and prove that a strong man is not necessarily only strong in combat power." After a pause on Saturday, he found that Feng Zixuan has been staring at him intently, his eyes are very hot, which makes him a little embarrassed.

"Actually... I will directly write my own thoughts, and it is also related to Dean Hong Chen's own experience. He has dual spiritual roots, and his aptitude is not as good as that of a single spiritual root. Therefore, in terms of combat effectiveness, he is naturally inferior to other teachers, but With his own hard work and persistence, he sat down to the position of vice president, which means he has realized his own value in another sense." Saturday concluded, "So, he must have a high acceptance of my ideas. .”

Having been a top student for so many years, Saturday is well versed in this principle, and the answer that gets the highest score must be the answer that resonates with the teacher.

"A Liu, you will definitely succeed." Feng Zixuan stared at him deeply, "Your idea will definitely come true. Although my ability is limited, I will do my best to help you."