Yokai University

When Zhong Ling saw the group text message of the Chinese class, Zhong Ling was in a daze from the bottom of his heart.After more than 20 days of school, other courses are almost in an orderly manner. Only this Chinese subject, the teacher has been asking for leave.

This short message sent through Lingze Comprehensive University a reads as follows: "Freshmen, please go to the school bookstore to buy a set of books about little monsters in the great history. There are [-] books in this set, and the author is Pei Keite .This set of books will be used as compulsory extracurricular books for Chinese courses.

The school bookstore has prepared sufficient inventory and will give a [-]% discount to the first [-] students who buy, and the first [-] students who arrive will get Pequet's signature.

In addition, the Chinese professor who asked for leave due to business has been canceled. Students who have taken Chinese courses are requested to attend the lecture on time at [-]:[-] pm.

Lingze University, thank you for your support. "

Zhong Ling and Wei Yan went to the school bookstore and saw the thick hill of twelve books. They were stunned. Why was one volume divided into three volumes? There are 36 books, how to move them back to the classroom? Zhong Ling thought about whether to tell the bookstore, after buying them, store them here first, and then transport them back to the dormitory in batches by himself.

Wei Yan was quite straightforward. He walked to the counter of the bookstore, quickly paid for the two sets of books, said a few words, turned around and left.Zhong Ling only saw the staff of the bookstore, facing Wei Yan, with the most sincere smile on his face.When Wei Yan was talking, they were still nodding like smashing garlic, and their service attitude was quite good.

Wei Yan walked to Zhong Ling's side, "Okay, let's go."

Zhong Ling pointed to the pile of books, "Don't you need to move them?"

Wei Yan led him out of the bookstore, and said, "The staff in the bookstore will deliver it to the dormitory."

Zhong Ling said "ah", "The school bookstore is really thoughtful, knowing that there are so many books, students can't finish them."

Wei Yan smiled faintly, "Yes."

Unknown to Zhong Ling, Wei Yan walked to the counter and said to the staff very concisely, "Move that pile of books to my bedroom."

The staff nodded frantically, "206, right? No problem, Mr. Cang, please go slowly."

Cang Jun moved the book by himself in front of them, I dare not imagine.The opportunity to be able to contribute to the demon lord has not been seized, and Zhong Ling followed Wei Yan to gain some glory.

Compared with the previous classrooms, the Chinese classroom is the largest and has the largest number of students. Everyone is clearly in high spirits.

Zhong Ling saw Tang Xiao in a corner of the classroom, and sat down with Wei Yan.

Zhong Ling: "Tang Xiao, didn't you choose Chinese?"

Tang Xiao nodded, holding a book of Wisteria Flower Demon in Love in his hand, "I didn't know before that the professor of Chinese is actually relying on Pequet. He is very famous in our Qingyu Mountain."

Almost said the words "our monsters".

Zhong Ling's eyes widened excitedly after hearing Tang Xiao's words, "Really? Pequet? I have read a few of his works, and the imagination is too rich. The words are also sophisticated. It’s full of antiquity. The writing is good, and the content is also good. Did our university invite him to teach?”

Tang Xiao shook the book in his hand again, "I want to ask the teacher if he can sign for me. Our whole family likes him very much."

Wei Yan looked at the excitement on Zhong Ling's face, and felt that it was a wrong choice for him to let Zhong Ling come to Lingze Comprehensive University. Why did the teachers of every subject have anything to do with him? I owe the professor, and now there is another idol professor, how can it be so difficult to live a peaceful life? Just as I was thinking, a middle-aged man walked in the front door.He has a square face, combed hair three to seven parts, thick eyebrows, wearing a pair of black square glasses underneath, but his eyes are not small.The lips are drawn to the sides, bringing out a full sense of seriousness.Wearing a red plaid shirt, a pair of gray suit pants underneath, and casual leather shoes, even walking posture is so correct.

After Wei Yan saw this teacher, he felt relieved, he didn't look good.

The man walked to the middle of the podium, and the surroundings were instantly quiet.

He said loudly, "Everyone should have heard of me. The pen name I use now is Pei Keite. I have published many books and it is quite popular. But the pen name is often changed, so you can call me Teacher Mi, My surname is Mi, and my name is Mi Ao."

Tang Xiao nodded repeatedly at the side, "Teacher Mi really has a taste of the cultural world. Standing here, I can feel the charm of a novelist."

Just as Zhong Ling was about to nod along, he heard Wei Yan cough lightly beside him.

Wei Yan took out a thermos and took two sips of water.

This thermos bottle was given to him by Zhong Ling two days ago as a gift for the laptop.Although the prices are quite different, for Wei Yan, the meaning of this thermos is very good.

The shell of this thermos is dark blue with two fish drawn on it.Wei Yan persistently believes that this probably means being in love with each other.

Teacher Mi heard the voice here, stopped talking, and stared at Wei Yan intently.

Zhong Ling thought that he was not allowed to drink water in class, so he lightly poked Wei Yan's thigh with his finger under the table.

Wei Yan didn't take a sip of water, almost choking on his behavior.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhong Ling poked him hard twice, and whispered, "The teacher doesn't seem to like you drinking water in class."

Wei Yan put down the cup, put his right hand under the table, and lightly patted the back of Zhong Ling's hand.

Wei Yan raised his head and asked, his voice was as cold as ever, "Can I drink water in class?"

Mio froze for a moment, then nodded, "Of course."

Mr. Cang has already spoken in this tone, can he say no, dare he say no?

Obviously, he didn't dare.I am a mere cat demon, how can I compare with Cang Jun to take the prototype's cuteness?

As a novelist, I have always been adhering to the spirit of independent thinking, never copying what others say.A work can reach new heights only if it starts from its own unique perspective.

Therefore, in my class, you can not only drink water at will, but also spread your thinking freely.Let our thoughts fly with the words. "

"Well said," some students behind applauded, "Teacher, can I ask you a question?"

Mio stretched out his hand, "Excuse me."

The classmate asked, "Teacher, why did you decide to use the name of Pei Keite? This name is not a traditional Chinese name. I believe it will bring a lot of resistance to the promotion of the work."

Mi Ao's expression was as serious as ever, and he said, "This name is an irony of today's society. In English, Kepeket means plagiarism. Nowadays, many people choose to take shortcuts in the creative process, and plagiarism abounds. I hope this name will sound the alarm. Again, this is what I just said, think independently and never copy what others say."

The classmate nodded heavily, "The teacher is really amazing."

However, they didn't know that the origin of Mi Ao's pseudonym was like this.

When Mi Ao first became famous, he hadn’t used any pen name yet. One time when he participated in a writer’s association, he heard several people discussing about “relying on Pequette”.He didn't understand what this meant, so he asked carefully with the mentality of "the three of us must have my teacher".

The man told him that Kate literally means copying cats.

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, someone came to ask what Mio's pseudonym was.At that time, he felt that this pen name was tailor-made for him. Isn’t he just a cat? Isn’t the so-called publishing of novels just copying and printing out stories? .”

The chairman of the Writers Association happened to pass by, and when he heard this sentence, he greatly appreciated him.It means that the younger generation should have such ideological awareness, dare to use their pen name to joke with the world, and dare to use their pen name to mock the bad atmosphere in the current society.Reflecting the society and promoting the society, this is what a literati should do. Therefore, relying on Pequet to follow Miao through decades of life.

It was only after he heard what the chairman said that Pequette's literal explanation was indeed a copy cat.But the real meaning is plagiarism.

Because of a momentary misunderstanding, he has been called a "literati character".

Mio looked around the classroom, "Today we will start talking about how to tell stories. This should be a necessary stage for everyone to go to society. Storytelling is the basic quality of human beings.

I will give you 10 minutes to talk about your own experiences hidden deep in your heart, whether you make up or tell them, please prepare. "

After finishing speaking, he sat behind the podium, with an unfolded newspaper erected in front of him, completely covering his figure in it.

Mi Ao quickly took out his mobile phone, and there was already a series of messages on the screen, the contents were roughly "delivery", "delivery will not be killed", "teacher, are you forcing me to go to your door with a kitchen knife?" "deliver quickly" The outline is fine, if you don’t submit the manuscript, I will lose my job.” “I’ll go to your house to eat and drink for nothing if I lose my job.”

Mi Ao quickly replied, "I have appendicitis today, and I am preparing for surgery in the hospital. I am going to the operating room now. I will talk about it when I come out."

He wiped off his sweat. The so-called exhaustion of talents must be the situation he is facing now.

The famous novelist, relying on Pequette, has already written all the stories of his own life for hundreds of years.Now my thoughts are exhausted and I have nowhere to write.In this case, it is impossible for him to tell the editor no matter what. Although he is writing a novel about monsters, it is said that he satirizes human society from the perspective of monsters, but in fact he is really just writing stories about monsters. The most important thing is the story that he has experienced. Readers unanimously responded that the content he wrote was true, and historians also gave high praise, saying that he had put a lot of effort into textual research.In fact, none of them. These are the days he personally experienced. Being urged by the editor, he had a splitting headache. He stayed at home for three weeks and didn’t even come to school. He just hoped to hold back something, or thought about the neighbor monster .But he has written everything that can be written, even the beauty of Ziteng Yao outside Santiao Street has been dug out and written by him, what else can he write? Finally, he thought of a brilliant idea.

Mio looked out from the side of the newspaper, these little monsters who are thinking hard, hurry up and give me some good material My future, my reputation, depends on you 10 minutes passed, Mio stood up .

He walked around the classroom twice and stopped in front of a short boy, "Come on, tell me your story."

The boy looked very cramped, his shoulders shrunk, his eyes glanced around from time to time, and his expression was tense.

He faltered and said, "My family lives in Daci. There are seven people in my family, grandparents, father, mother, me, and two younger sisters. We are all antelope demons. I have a younger brother who was caught and eaten before." "

"Beep." A message popped up on his mobile phone on the table, it was from Lingze Comprehensive University, "Sorry, because you revealed your true identity in front of humans, one credit point will be deducted."

The boy covered his face, he was so nervous that he revealed his real body.

Tang Xiao looked at Zhong Ling nervously, for fear that he would be suspicious.

However, Zhong Ling listened with great interest, and secretly said to Wei Yan who was at the side, "Wow, this person is so amazing, he even came up with a story about himself being an antelope demon. Is this supposed to protect wild animals?" so big"

Tang Xiao instantly felt that his worries were unnecessary.That's right, no human would hear such a story and immediately point at the other person and say "You are a monster".

After the boy stumbled and finished speaking, Mio nodded and told him to sit down.

Mi Ao thought to himself, such a boring monster can only be placed as a supporting role in my novel.

Mi Ao saw the excited Zhong Ling in the front row, and walked over, "Student, tell me your story."

Zhong Ling began to say very seriously, "My name is Zhong Ling, from Tangcheng. My father passed away when I was young, and there were only me and my mother in the family. I was a little timid since I was a child. I was bullied in kindergarten, and I often went home crying to find my mother. .

My mother never told me that if I am a man, I will call back.What she told me was that because Xiao Ling was very gentle, she didn't fight back because she didn't want others to get hurt? Then she would make delicious food for me at night.

My mother told me that whether it is to make a living in the society or go to school in the future, the most important thing for a boy is gentleness and persistence.You must do what you believe in, and treat the person you like well.

I don't have anything to be good at, so what I have always insisted on is to study hard, and I hope she will not worry about me.

But she still died when I was in high school.

During that time, I hated how I grew up so slowly and couldn't protect my mother from wind and rain.

I failed the college entrance examination. In fact, many people advised me to repeat it, but I had no source of funds.Lingze Comprehensive University said it would give me a scholarship, so I came here.In fact, there was nothing in the house before the family. After tidying up, I rented it out, and the rent was used as living expenses. "

When Zhong Ling said this, he sniffed.

Wei Yan held his hand beside him.If I knew it earlier, I should have been guarding him all the time, and I shouldn't have gone to recuperate, because he suffered so much grievance for no reason.

His Zhong Ling had never been bullied in the slightest before, why did he suffer when he got here? Zhong Ling lowered his head and smiled at Wei Yan.

He raised his head and continued, "But at school, I met A Yan, Tang Xiao, Xiao Hei, and Jiao Jiao. They are all my good friends. Sometimes I think of what my mother said, boys are the most important thing. It is gentle and persistent.

Our lives are short and loved ones never know when they will be gone.So every day we are together, treat them well. "

Mi Ao swallowed dryly, because he has been in the human society all the time, his ability to distinguish between humans and monsters has gradually decreased, and he didn't realize that Zhong Ling was what Liu Shi said, and he must not let him find out that this is a monster University of humans.

He took the lead and applauded, "This classmate's feelings are very sincere."

It's too well-made. It's amazing to be able to make up the appearance of human society, but there are too many stories like this in human society.It's a bit too plain to write by myself, why not let him be an inconspicuous little supporting role in his own story.

Mi Ao took a peek at Wei Yan, he really wanted to hear Cangjun's story, it must be very exciting and incomparable.But he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to let Cang Jun tell the story in front of so many students.

Life is the capital of writing, so he should honestly avoid Mr. Cang.

But who knows, Zhong Ling, whose eyes were red just now, shook Wei Yan's hand, "A Yan, what is your story like?"

Mi Ao intends to pretend that he didn't hear, and continue to move forward, anyway, Mr. Cang would not say anything.

As soon as he took a step, Wei Yan said behind his ear, "I like a person, a very good person, but one day, he suddenly disappeared. I searched for him for a long time, and finally found him. But he I don't remember what happened before, and it's a little different from before. I'm actually a little hesitant.

But after hearing Zhong Ling's story just now, I also learned one thing about the person I like, to treat him well. "

There was a strange silence in the classroom.Mi Ao was regretting why she was not bad at home today, why she came to class, why she had to hear Cang Jun’s self-analysis, if Cang Jun suddenly regretted that day, would she silence herself? But the most important thing is, who is it? Cang Jun is so obsessed with it, I really want to know it must be a good story! It crushes the current popular fantasy novels, and he is the traffic of the new era! Classmate, what you said is great, everyone applauds for him."

There was a prolonged applause in the classroom immediately.

Zhong Ling leaned close to Wei Yan's ear and said in a low voice, "A Yan, so you asked for leave to pursue the one you love? I have misunderstood you before, and I will definitely be your most solid backup and support you."

What kind of infernal affairs spies kill relatives righteously, it turned out that I was thinking too much

Wei Yan ""

When did I go after my love Asking for leave is the time when I am the furthest away from my love Can't you tell who I am good to? I am pursuing my love Tang Xiao sat aside and felt that he also needed a sip of water to calm his shock.So whether Zhong Ling is Cangjun's spare tire or the real master is too complicated, I don't dare to think about it, let's take it one step at a time.

Mi Ao walked around the classroom twice, listened to the speeches of the students, and received a lot of inspiration.He divided the stories he heard into two categories, one can be written as the protagonist type, and the other is the supporting role type.

The students selected by him as the protagonists can choose to share their stories with him in detail on the stage after class, which can be regarded as extracurricular rewards for outstanding students in the class.Supporting roles can go back to wash and sleep after class.

Among these little monsters, Tang Xiao was the one he admired the most. With 10 minutes of preparation time, many stories can be told in different ways, from beginning to end, each of which can be justified.As expected of a red fox, his mind is quick.

He didn't know that under the high pressure during this period, Tang Xiao had already developed the ability to open his mouth and tell stories.Its main object of digestion is Zhong Ling.

Mi Ao is very satisfied, this class is really not in vain, I feel that I will go back and tidy up by myself, and I will soon have a job with the editor, so I can't help but want to "meow" to celebrate.He is really a smart cat demon.

After class, Zhong Ling and Wei Yan saw that it was almost time, so they went to the cafeteria together.

Seeing that they were about to arrive, a person rushed into the cafeteria and shouted, "Attention all windows, Zhong Ling is here to prepare!"

Zhong Ling walked in, looked at today's dishes, and couldn't help but sighed, "Today there are only Yangchun noodles again."

Since the previous chef resigned, the school's dishes have become more monotonous. Counting on my fingers, today is the third day that there are only Yangchun noodles.

An amiable aunt poked her head out of the window, "Come here for a bowl of Yangchun noodles today."

Zhong Ling nodded, "Okay, thank you." That's all there is to it.

The Yangchun noodles were cooked very quickly, Zhong Ling sat down with Wei Yan while holding the noodles.He saw Xiao Hei and Duan Jiaojiao walking into the cafeteria. The two hesitated for a long time, looking around, as if they were thinking about what to eat.

Zhong Ling asked confusedly, "Isn't there only Yangchun noodles? What are they picking?"

The freshman canteen of Lingze Comprehensive University was previously set up according to human standards with other canteens, and the dishes inside are only available in human canteens.Zhong Ling once liked the food in the cafeteria very much.

However, because freshmen have not been in contact with a large amount of human food, many students are not acclimatized and have food poisoning.After discussion, the school decided to resume the monster diet in the freshman cafeteria. As for Zhong Ling, the only human being, why not buy some frozen food to deal with it.

The moment Zhong Ling walked into the cafeteria, everything he saw was an illusion.

The windows changed from five to two, and the food placed around them became a single choice.As for why the Yangchun noodles were eaten for three days, the buyer saw that the noodles were on sale, so he bought a few more bundles.

After Zhong Ling had finished eating, he saw that Xiao Hei and Duan Jiaojiao had finally made a decision. They each brought a bowl of Yangchun noodles and sat down.

Zhong Ling watched them eat for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you choosing Yangchun noodles just now? Are there any differences in the Yangchun noodles made by these windows?"

Xiao Hei froze for a moment, what he was actually holding was a bowl of honey, but in Zhong Ling's eyes, it was a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Duan Jiaojiao said quickly, "The soup base is different. Mine is chicken soup, and Xiao Hei's is clear soup. Yes, we are discussing what kind of soup base to eat."

Zhong Ling said "Oh", so there is still a choice of soup base.

At the back of the kitchen, the aunt who just sold Yangchun noodles to Zhong Ling heard their conversation. She took a colander with a steel handle in her hand and squeezed it hard. With a "click", the steel spoon broke in two. Do you want to prepare Yangchun noodles with different flavors in the future? Is it

the author has something to say

Wei Yan let my family Zhong Ling eat Yangchun noodles for three days, such a clear soup with little water, how did he grow up? Liu Shi, Zhong Ling has passed the puberty period, right?

what did you say wei yan

Liu Shi, come and hire a cook