Yokai University

It is said that after the first spell class was over, a large number of students rushed to the dean's office and asked to change the class.

The previous teacher of the spell class was a tengu, exuding this "exorcism and repelling evil" aura all over his body, many little monsters ran out of the classroom after being smoked, for fear that if they didn't pay attention, they would fall into it.

This directly led to the fact that most people chose to refuse when A in Lingze Comprehensive University asked whether to continue studying spells.

Who knows, on the first day of the official class, the teacher of the spell class changed

Not only has he changed, but he has also changed from a burly old man with a white beard all over his face, but who speaks like a meowing cat, into a handsome young man in red.As he walked, the feathers in his braids flung back like a dancing flame.

In fact, this is completely understandable. Among all the monsters, the most dazzling one is Phoenix.Now that the Phoenix is ​​gone, Ghost Che, the heir of the Phoenix, is naturally alone.

No one informed this group of students that the teacher had been changed, and the students who dropped out of the class before were full of dissatisfaction.

The school also deeply reflected on the selection of teachers, and finally allowed these students to choose courses again.

So, when Zhong Ling and Wei Yan walked into the classroom, they saw a huge crowd.The original small classroom seemed to be no longer enough. Some people were still standing at the end of the classroom, stretching their necks one by one.

I don't know, I think the students in this school love to study.

When the ghost car saw Zhong Ling, he took two quick steps and walked over, completely ignoring Wei Yan's expression that didn't even have a trace of a smile.

The ghost car walked in front of Zhong Ling, with the corners of its mouth raised, with a handsome and handsome look, "Student Zhong Ling, I was really sorry that day, I scared you. I have been busy packing up that big kite since then, and I have no time to apologize to you."

Busy packing the kite, a big-headed ghost, obviously spent the whole night studying spells and common sense of the human world in the teacher's dormitory assigned by the school.

Zhong Ling said "ah", and smiled embarrassedly, "No, no, I affected your rehearsal. But you acted so well at that time, I almost thought it was real."

Ghost Che bent slightly, and said softly, "Those may be the truth."

The eyes in the classroom gathered here again, not at Zhong Ling, but at the murderous Cang Jun.

A little girl said in the back, "Wow, you see, Mr. Cang looks more like a teacher, abstinence. The teacher looks like a schoolboy, who is my favorite, and will press you on a tree." The confession kind."

Another female monster beside said, "Don't you feel that being held down by Lord Cang makes you feel more emotional?"

The little girl thought for a while, then said silently, "I'm sorry, I'm a fox clan, I can only think of the picture of being eaten by Lord Cang."

Zhong Ling recalled the situation at that time and said, "I'm sorry, I can't remember exactly what you said at that time, and I was terrified at the time."

Wei Yan sneered on the sidelines, and looked at the time, "It's time for class, when will I gossip about homework?"

The ghost car snorted, turned and walked back to the podium.

Ghost Che pressed down twice with his hand, signaling the audience to be quiet, "From today onwards, I will be everyone's spell teacher. My surname is Gui, and my name is Gui Che. You can call me Teacher Gui from now on."

Having said that, he nodded, "Do you have any questions?"

The little monster in the back row raised his hand, "Teacher Gui, what kind of person do you like?"

People in the classroom booed.

Gui Che smiled and said, "I like it. I like the classmate Zhong Ling better. He looks obedient and white, like a little rabbit."

A girl in the front row jumped up, "Teacher, can I be like this?"

Gui Che glanced at the rabbit kiln and said, "I don't really like rabbits."

The classroom was full of laughter, and only Zhong Ling couldn't understand the meaning. Wei Yan looked at Gui Che on the stage indifferently, and commented on him as "Saobao" in two words.

Gui Che added, "I like the same sex. So" he looked around the classroom that was silent for a moment, "Then, let's start class."

I have to say that although Gui Che looks a little frivolous, he still looks quite good in class.

Gui Che: "The so-called charms, of course, a piece of paper itself has no power. What we draw on it makes it have an effect. So when drawing, it is not necessary to use cinnabar or yellow paper. Of course , it’s best to have both.”

A classmate asked, "Will there be any strange reactions to yellow paper and cinnabar?"

Gui Che shook his head, "No."

"Then why are these two best together"

Gui Che replied, "Because it looks more professional and has good visual effects."

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Gui Che continued, "For example, let's take the most commonly used talisman, the fire talisman."

He quickly drew a spell on the blackboard. Zhong Ling didn't write down the steps at all, so he could only silently decide in his heart that he would draw this spell a hundred times when he went back.

After Gui Che finished painting, not a while later, there was a faint smell of burning in the classroom.But looking around, it seems that there is nothing that has been burned.

Gui Che said, "This is the function of the fire talisman. It attracts some of the surrounding anger and produces a certain effect. The effect is minimal, but it can still be used to fool people."

Zhong Ling ignored the latter paragraph to fool people. His world view was severely impacted at this moment. He actually had such a thing as "spirit". What is anger? Is it a molecule or an atom? A little magic achieved? Gui Che continued to explain, "Actually, what is drawn on the spell is not important, but to show what you want to do and the mood you want to express. Do you understand?"

"Understood," shouted a group of little monsters below.They could all tell that the teacher was a fire-fighting monster, and the smell was a piece of paper that he held up when he turned around.

But Zhong Ling didn't understand. He felt that Gui Che was simply a god-man.

Gui Che has been paying attention to him, how can he not know the look in his eyes at this moment.He blinked his eyes at Zhong Ling, and said with a smile, "Then, our topic today is this fire talisman, please familiarize yourself with its trend. Before get out of class is over, draw your own chapter, a talisman to express your heart. "

After speaking, he opened his seat and sat down, took out a piece of yellow paper, and began to write seriously on it.A group of little monsters also started practicing separately.

Zhong Ling stared at the spells on the blackboard, carefully studied the strokes and writing methods, and the drawings on the notebook were lumpy.

When get out of class was about to end, Gui Che took the piece of paper he had drawn and walked up to Zhong Ling.Pretending to see how he drew it, he handed the piece of paper to Zhong Ling, "I just drew this, take it back and study it."

Zhong Ling was flattered, he felt like the whole class had learned it, but he was the only one who couldn't even draw the beginning.

Wei Yan glanced at the so-called "talent", which was actually written in the language of the ancient monster clan. The first paragraph at the beginning made Wei Yan squint his eyes. Dear Zhong Ling, it's the first time I see you , I fell in love with you.The way you lie on top of me is really cute.The corners of your lips make me want to kiss you. Wei Yan snatched the "talisman" between his fingers, and with a pinch of his fingers, a ball of fire slowly rose up, burning the paper to the ground.

Gui Che said "ah", "I gave this to Zhong Ling, why did you burn it?"

Wei Yan sneered, "Aren't talismans just for burning?"

Zhong Ling looked at Wei Yan's fingers, his mouth shut in surprise, "Oh my god, Ayan, you can already make fire without writing spells. Just now, the teacher just smelled of burnt."

Wei Yan turned to Zhong Ling and said, "So, it's very simple, I'll go back and teach you."

He glanced at Gui Che, lowered his voice, but said with a volume that Gui Che could hear intentionally, "Teach me until you know it."

This sound caressed Zhong Ling's ears, like the wind gently blowing through the leaves, and the charm and sensuality were all taken up.Probably only Zhong Ling couldn't hear the hint.

Zhong Ling nodded heavily, "It's great to have Xueba as a friend."

Wei Yan glanced at Gui Che again and said, "I don't understand fun, you're thinking too much."

Wei Yan stood up, "It's time, get out of class is over."

He said to Zhong Ling, "Let's go, I want to eat braised lion's head today, but I'm late, and there are no more."

Zhong Ling nodded again and again, stuffed the book into the bag, and bowed to Gui Che, "Then, Teacher Gui, let's go first. Thank you, Ah Yan, for teaching me well, I will definitely improve."

Gui Che opened his mouth slightly, and watched Wei Yan and Zhong Ling walk out of the classroom. He closed his mouth until they were out of sight, and murmured, "My God, is this still the Wei Yan I knew before?"

He thought about it, and felt that in terms of vowing not to give up until he achieved his goal, it was still Wei Yan.

Zhong Ling followed Wei Yan, making gestures of pinching two fingers all the way.

He let out a long sigh, "I think I need to have a good meal today, and then I need to sleep, I need to digest my subverted worldview. Charm is really a special subject, I always thought it was It’s used to deceive people, but I didn’t expect it to be a real traditional culture, it’s really broad and profound.”

Wei Yan smiled and said, "Then go sleep with me, my bed is bigger."

Zhong Ling quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I can't let you sleep on the floor."

Wei Yan ""Why should I sleep on the floor

The two passed by the back of the cafeteria, where Mandrill had just unloaded a cart of vegetables, turned around and saw Zhong Ling, and waved the things in his hand, "Xiao Ling, this gold-wrapped thing, is really delicious."

Sitting on the back seat of Zhong Ling's bicycle, Wei Yan looked at what Mandrill was holding in his hand, which was called the "gift of love", chocolate.

Wei Yan "" That, shouldn't it be my chocolate

the author has something to say

Wei Yan didn't expect that Zhong Ling's taste was so peculiar that he actually liked mandrills

Zhong Ling Tang Xiao, do you eat chocolate? I still have a lot here.

Hello Tang Xiao.