dead child, ghost carrying coffin

As we all know, this world is colorful.

Even if we live under the same sky, some people are surrounded by darkness, while others are surrounded by bright sunshine.

At this time, Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji were walking on the vibrant university campus with smiles on their faces.

As for status, they all chose students.

In fact, Chen Daji proposed that he could directly become a teacher, but Da Changchong shot him back with just one sentence.

"You little brat, you want to be a teacher? What do you teach students?"

"Teach Ao Ao how to eat and have diarrhea?!"

The university campus is full of youthful atmosphere, especially looking at the girls running in the morning.

A pair of "glimpsing" long legs is even more refreshing to look at.

"Oh Mom, it turns out there are so many beauties in the world!"

"Hey, all the beauties here wear underpants when running. What a good habit!"

Seeing the unscrupulous Chen, Hua Jiunan subconsciously distanced himself from him.

Without it, it would be really embarrassing.

Big Changchong still couldn't stand his good friend, even though he was transformed into a bracelet, he still couldn't help but get angry.

"Looking at your virtues, little bastard, did you forget about Miss Yun just after you came to Beijing to take the exam?"

"You are the modern Chen Shimei. Sooner or later, you will have to be beaten with a guillotine!"

When Li Yun was mentioned, Mr. Chen's unscrupulous eyes were much restrained, and he pretended to be righteous as he spoke to him.

"Oh shit, the university is really big!"

"Boss, boss, do you remember where Uncle Xun said our classroom is?"

"Don't be late again..."

In fact, in the heart of the disaster, the worry is not about being late, but about not being able to choose a seat next to the beautiful woman.

This guy made it clear yesterday that the selection of seats in the university is on a first-come, first-served basis...

Hua Jiuhan smiled and shook his head: "Big plan, although we don't have to pay tuition, we still have to go through the admission procedures."

"Complete the admission procedures and then choose a major."

"Is it so troublesome?" Chen scratched his head after hearing this.

"Emma, ​​there is no one who understands to take us... Uncle Xun is so busy again..."

As soon as Chen finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded behind them.

"Sorry for the big plan, the master does have some trivial matters that need to be dealt with."

"Can my brother accompany you to handle matters related to admission?"

When I looked back, I saw the person wearing Confucian robes and holding an ancient book in his hand. Who else could it be if he wasn't Wang Shushan?

"Oh, Senior Brother Wang, you were resurrected early?!"

"This is a great event. Let's celebrate by eating pig's head for lunch!"

Seeing the "brand new" Wang Shushan, Chen jumped three feet high with joy and pulled him to look up and down.

Wang Shushan was very grateful for Huo Xiang's life-saving grace, so he was more enthusiastic about him than before.

"Yeah, he's resurrected!"

"This is all the result of the three City Gods personally taking action last night for the sake of you and Jiu Nan!"

"The three City Gods said that this is a troubled time, so I asked my brother to cherish my useful life and help you pacify the Bafang Xiaoxiao as soon as possible."

The book implies: There are three city gods who protect our capital.

The first is Yang Jisheng; the second is Xu Da; the third is Wen Tianxiang and Wen Xiangye.

That is, the great loyal minister who "has never died since ancient times and left his loyalty to illuminate history."

I will not repeat the past life events of these three people.

The reason why I mention these three masters is not to promote feudal superstition knowledge, but to encourage everyone to share the loyalty and integrity of my Chinese ancestors.

......

Accompanied by Wang Shushan, Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji successfully completed all the admission procedures and became familiar with the campus environment.

As for major, Hua Jiunan chose the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

Although he is already a master of Xinglin, he still has more skills than he can handle.

Western medicine has taken the world by storm, so it naturally has its advantages. Hua Jiunan also wanted to know more about it.

Chen looked at it for a long time and found that he had no choice because he knew nothing.

In the end, like Hua Jiunan, he chose to combine traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

In his words: I can't graduate anyway, so I might as well spend more time with my boss... Also, I heard that studying medicine requires anatomy courses, but I don't know if they are the same as physical hygiene.

The result of the matter was of course disappointing to the disaster:

People's anatomy talks about the structure of muscles, bones and internal organs, not the flat picture he thought.

In other words, there are no pictures of beautiful women in the books, let alone live demonstrations of beautiful models...

"Damn it, isn't this nonsense!"

Huixi looked at the rigorous teaching environment around him and couldn't help but secretly regret it.

"Senior Brother Shushan, is it too late for us to change our major now?"

"What's the name of a professional who has a beautiful woman lying in front of her, letting everyone look at her and draw whatever she wants?"

"Take us to see it..."

Wang Shushan was well aware of Chen Daji's virtue and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After the first class, I got up and introduced Hua Jiunan to other students.

Contemporary college students are not stupid. They know that those who are specially recruited in this way must have special background or special skills, so they immediately start asking questions.

Of course, the most common ones are those that ask China the Nine Difficulties.

The handsome and resolute appearance coupled with the gentle temperament has extraordinary appeal to both boys and girls.

Hua Jiunan smiled and said that his ancestral Chinese medicine was specially recruited here.

When asked about Mr. Chen, the guy was speechless for a moment.

"Speciality, speciality? Does our hair count as a speciality?!"

Dear old friends, don’t get me wrong. The hair in Chen’s mouth refers to the dull green hair on his head, and does not mean other parts of his head...