The Life of the Blessed One

Hearing that Junchu didn't intend to save people, Bai Yan smiled awkwardly: "You really like to joke."

Jun Chu put on a straight face: "I never joke."

Bai Yannu: "Is he your nephew?"

Junchu asked back: "... so what?"

It's not his nephew, what's so great, it's not his master.

you are vicious.Bai Yan glared at him, then rushed back to Section 22 angrily, all the monks, big and small, would be unlucky.

People who don't usually get angry are terrible when they get angry.

The anger left Bai Yan, Jun Chu was inexplicably a little happy.

Xiao Mian, when he roamed the world, Bai Yan hadn't been born yet.

Came here to plot against him, he failed to cross the tribulation, his IQ is still there!

No, now is not the time to think about this, Junchu took out his mobile phone and tried to dial Qinghong's number, but he got connected unexpectedly.

"I heard Director Bai said that you were taken away by Fei Zombie?"

"Yes, but I escaped... touched!"

"what happened?"

"It's okay. I trampled a mouse to death." Qing Hong smiled calmly as he stomped on the people under his feet in the dimly lit private house.

"At four o'clock in the afternoon, wait for me at the gate of the school and take back the identity jade badge." Jun Chu hung up the phone, wondering why Bai Yan kept encouraging him to make a move?

Want to try his skills?

Or there are other purposes... He shouldn't have offended him, right?

"Okay, little gentleman, I actually know President Bai Yan." Zhou Duo slapped Junchu on the shoulder who was in deep thought. He was half a head shorter than Junchu, but he always liked to pat Junchu on the shoulder, and he didn't mind tiptoing. Tired and panicked.

"Tell me, when did you guys hook up and become adulterers?" Zhou Duo said gossip.

Jun Chu staggered and almost fell a shit-shit. For many years, he was never in such a mess even when the sky thundered.

"Thank you, Bai Yan and I hooked up, we didn't commit adultery."

"I didn't become an adulterer!" Zhou Duo looked regretful.

Junchu: I really want to slap him to death.

The two walked into the classroom, not to mention calling Zhou Duo to death, he didn't even dare to think about it, he hurriedly cleaned the table and chairs for Teacher Zhou, unscrewed the bottle and handed the mineral water to Teacher Zhou.

Finally, he took out a box of his homemade sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his bag.

Mr. Zhou was drinking water and eating cakes, and Junchu was waiting carefully beside him, always on call.

Seeing how well-behaved he was, Teacher Zhou waved his hand boldly, "Don't worry, Mrs. Wang will ask you to answer questions later, and I will definitely help you."

Jun Chu is definitely a serious and good student. I still remember that when he first came to English class, Mrs. Wang...ah no, Professor Wang fell in love with him almost immediately.

Look at the upright sitting posture, look at the serious expression, and look at the other lazy students, you are like a sunflower blooming in the dog's tail.

Sunshine, upright, awe-inspiring.

The gray-haired Professor Wang believes that he is a good student with both good character and academics, but his face is snow-white, and he is in poor health at first glance. Otherwise, why would he ask for a leave of absence for half a year when the school starts, and he has not come to school until now.

Professor Wang felt that Junchu was a good student who was delayed by his health. Good students are rare, and good students with a correct and polite attitude are even rarer. As a teacher, she has an obligation to be responsible to him.

So Jun Chu, who had taken his first English class, was called to the office by Professor Wang to do the papers!

That's right, it's just to make papers.

Professor Wang's idea is the same as Zhou Duo's before, to test Jun's English level, and then make up for him, assign homework, and try to make up for what he missed last semester.

Jun Chu worked very seriously, stopping to think from time to time.

Professor Wang was even more satisfied. When she finished grading the paper and saw the result, he refused to believe it.

With a full score of [-], Jun scored [-] points, all of which are multiple-choice questions.

Her listening and reading comprehension were completely lost, and her composition... Ah, as a postdoctoral fellow in English, she couldn't understand Junchu's composition.

Professor Wang looked at the ashamed Junchu standing in front of him and asked, "Are you really like what they said, the rich second generation who donated a laboratory building to the school?"

Jun Chu shook his head and flew up. This is a big misunderstanding. A family of three in Hebei still lives in a flat, so there is no money to donate buildings to the school.

"Okay, let's go." Professor Wang just asked, which broke her glass heart very much. She no longer cares whether the rumors outside are true or not.

Jun Chu always felt sorry for Professor Wang, so he never missed her every class, listened to the class carefully, and took notes carefully.Professor Wang was moved and uncomfortable, but Junchu didn't know that she had cried in secret for a while, then stood up again and walked to Junchu, and asked Junchu to go to her office twice a week to learn English.

For such a diligent and studious student, she really couldn't bear him saying "yes, yes" and "yes, yes, yes".

The old professor was so angry that he vomited blood and did not give up, and Junchu also fought hard, showing the momentum to resist the thunder disaster.

And yet...

The reality is cruel, and hard work does not pay off.

Even if Jun Chu has the ability to have a photographic memory and a thousand lines at a glance, abcd is no different from an alien language in his eyes.

Looking at the back of the old professor correcting the test papers in the dark, Junchu felt very ashamed. In order to make her happy, he waited on Teacher Zhou Duo all the time. Professor Wang asked him to get up to answer the questions. Can still handle it.

Today, Professor Wang, uncharacteristically, asked Jun to read the text.

Two full pages, thousands of words, this is embarrassing.

Jun Chu was blinded, Professor Wang seemed to know something, and waved him to sit down.

After class, Zhou Duo went to see the house, and Junchu first went to the school gate to hand over the identity jade badge to Qinghong.

"Your realm has improved very quickly recently." He was still fused when he descended the mountain, but now his heart is moving.

"It's all taught by Master."

"Well, the disciples of the Mingjing sect do have their own way."

Junchu walked into Professor Wang's office. Instead of asking him to do the questions in the office, Professor Wang called him back to his home and asked him to do the questions with his little grandson Ruirui.

Ruirui is seven years old and in the first grade of elementary school. She is very curious.

Ruirui asked innocently: "Big Brother, why are you doing the same questions as me?"

Jun Chu: "..." What's the matter with a feeling of wanting to die?

Master, living is so difficult!

"Good boy, take your time." Junchu patted Ruirui's head, and took a mop and feather duster to clean the two-bedroom house.

The chicken soup was gurgling on the stove, and Jun Chu remembered the sound of Professor Wang coughing during class today, and took out a Qi Condensation Pill from the Qiankun bag. He didn’t dare to put too much in it. A thin layer of dan powder was hung on the knife into the soup pot, and the rich and mellow fragrance overflowed immediately.

"Brother, it smells so good." Ruirui ran into the kitchen wearing slippers, his little nose twitching.

Professor Wang, who went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, came back and his stomach was rumbling when he smelled the chicken soup.

She drove Jun out of the kitchen, quickly fried two vegetables and put them on the table, the two big and one small gathered around for dinner.

One chicken and two chicken legs, Professor Wang gave one to his grandson, and the other to Junchu, "Eat more meat, young people are growing up."

Not young, on the contrary still very old, there is a 2000-year-old Junchu in 47: "...Thank you, Professor."

Ruirui doesn't like bland chicken soup the most, but today he drank it without looking up. At the end, he wiped his mouth and patted his bulging stomach, "Today's chicken soup is really delicious."

"Then drink another half bowl." Professor Wang scooped up another half bowl for Ruirui.

When Jun was leaving, he found a 500-year-old ginseng from the Qiankun bag.

"Professor, I gave Rui Rui my phone number. Call me if you have anything to do. You can take this ginseng. It is good for your health to add a little to the soup." He said and handed a ginseng to her .

Professor Wang accepted it and sighed: "You are a good boy, I know you have worked hard, and I will never force you to learn English again."

You let out a small sigh of relief.

"I heard Professor Ma from the Department of Mathematics say that your mathematics is also a mess. I have a little friendship with Professor Ma. How about letting him supplement your mathematics?"

Jun Chu staggered and almost fell a shit-shit.

It had been many years, and he had never been so embarrassed even when the sky thundered.

English Mathematics Physical Chemistry...

Master, it's really hard to live!

Jun appears in the four-person dormitory where he lives. There are three people living together with him. Two of them are good friends of Zhou Duo. It's very comfortable, but you can't grow vegetables on the balcony.

However, the balcony of Zhou Duo's house was already full of vegetable pots, and Ms. Zhou would call him back every now and then to improve the food.

People who are two thousand years old can’t keep asking Ms. Zhou, who is in her tens of years, for living expenses. Jun went to the supermarket to find a job, displaying goods, introducing goods to customers, working for two hours a day, and living for a month. .

After leaving Professor Wang's house, Jun went to the small supermarket in the school's business district. His shift was from 07:30 to 09:30. Today he was half an hour late, and the store manager didn't blame him.

Whoever called him a treasure in the supermarket, since he came, girls have become regular customers here, from small things like stitches to mobile phone fans, they will come to them for a walk, their performance has doubled, and their wages are naturally gratifying.

At nine o'clock in the evening, there are very few customers, and you have time to drink water just after you leave.

"The King called me to patrol the mountains. I will turn around the world, beat my drums, beat my gongs, life is full of rhythm..." The bell rang, which seemed very abrupt in the quiet supermarket.

Junchu seldom uses the phone, so he picks it up in a hurry, "Hello..."

"Little gentleman, help!" Zhou Duo yelled.

"Which big real estate are you looking at again? Didn't I already give you the bank card that Ms. Zhou gave me?"

"no……"

"It's not enough, I can't do anything if it's not enough, it's still early for me to pay my salary..." The rest of the words were interrupted by a sharp roar.

Junchu: ...This voice is a little familiar.

Zhou Dawang held his mobile phone and cried, "Don't talk about the house, the house is nothing. Little gentleman, I was kidnapped."

Junchu: "You wait, I'll call 110 right away."

Zhou Duo: "No, you just give her the girl back."

"Girl? What girl?"

"You don't know the love debt you caused yourself, you are a heartless man, a big carrot, and a liar in love." Zhou Duo scolded you.

Junchu feels that he is very wronged, he is still a virgin, what kind of heartless person, emotional liar, philandering, it has nothing to do with him, okay?