Me, plant, fire root? ? ?

Ye Zesheng didn't know how he survived the next half day.

In the classroom, he experienced first-hand what it is like to sit on pins and needles.

Occasionally, when Chen Zhuo or Xia Yan glanced over, he immediately stared back fiercely, trying to make them forget the scene that happened during the class break in the morning.

Without saying a word, Chen Zhuo tried his best to disguise himself as a stone, which greatly eased the shame in Ye Zesheng's heart.But Xia Yan was not so cooperative. Sometimes Ye Zesheng stared at him, but he even laughed!

With this smile, Ye Zesheng instantly recalled the scene where Xia Yan pointed at the sentence "Ye Zesheng is a big villain" in his self-criticism book, and he was so embarrassed that the top of his head was smoking, his cheeks were flushed, and he almost went to heaven.

He knew that this guy was definitely not a good person!

I have met so many times, every time, every time I cheat him!

If this is just mental torture, then the spiritual power in the body is physical torture.

From the aura crookedly bumping into the meridian, to the whole process of being suspended in the air but being disturbed by his classmates and finally bumping into it, Ye Zesheng has learned to keep his face twisted and not to shout, just slightly lift his buttocks as a buffer.

But this has a fart!

He saw Chen Zhuo glance at his butt several times, probably looking for something like the imaginary iron plate.He couldn't find it, so he specially handed over a coat he brought. Of course, he didn't say a word, lest Ye Zesheng become angry from embarrassment.

But Ye Zesheng would rather he said a few words so that he could explain.Chen Zhuo didn't say anything, he looked numb at the coat.

Said he didn't get his ass burned?But people didn't say that his butt was scalded. Isn't this 300 taels of silver here!

If he said no and refused, Chen Zhuo immediately looked over with disapproving eyes, Ye Zesheng wanted to poke his own eyes blind, and didn't want to read the words "why don't you cherish your body so much" from it.

He, also, thinks, loves, cherishes.

But this broken aura is so strange, what can he do?ah!

After the theory was finished, it was still practice. From morning to afternoon, Xia Yan started to transmit spiritual energy to the students one by one from the first row, and took it around for a week to help find the sense of energy.

Even if Ye Zesheng and Chen Zhuo were sitting in the last row, it would take more than ten minutes for each student, and Xia Yan was not far away.

A prairie grew in Ye Zesheng's heart, wishing he could disappear into the classroom.If it was another teacher, he might really be able to run successfully.

But if Xia Yan...Ye Zesheng suddenly remembered the day when he picked the fruit of awakening, Xia Yan could easily see through his hidden state.He can't even run!

first row.

second row.

third row.

……

Xia Yan glanced over little by little, and Ye Zesheng's heart became higher and higher, and he began to imagine what Xia Yan would do in his mind.

When Xia Yan gets close, she must be the same as the previous classmate, first ask him if he feels angry.

According to Ye Zesheng's observation, if he said no, Xia Yan would directly send in a stream of spiritual power to help find the sense of energy.If there is, he will let the students run for a week first, and he will observe it.

This exercise is actually quite cumbersome. Zhongzheng Pinghe is usually exposed to both rain and dew, and it takes a lot of time to perform a week.However, Xia Yan can usually tell if there is a problem within a few minutes. If there is a problem, he will give guidance, and if there is no problem, he will go to the next one.

In this way, he can completely say that he has a sense of anger, and it will run for a week when Xia Yan investigates...

No.

Ye Zesheng's thighs tensed, he lifted his buttocks slightly, pressed the edge of Chen Zhuo's coat with both hands so that it would not slip off his legs, pursed his lips tightly, and crossed out this option in his mind.

Layers of sweat appeared on his body, which was sticky.But after working hard for so long, he couldn't even run this exercise for a week!

What's the difference between letting him expose this in front of Xia Yan and putting a knife on his neck!Tremor.jpg

Not to mention that it couldn't work, but he raised his butt and shook it twice, he could imagine how strange Xia Yan's eyes must be.

"I still hope the teacher will guide you." A somewhat cold female voice came from the front, it was Song Xuan.Her attitude was very respectful, the students in front would just watch Xia Yan mobilize her spiritual power stupidly, only she could say a few polite words.

Ye Zesheng couldn't help but raised his neck slightly while feeling anxious and apprehensive.

Hello Song Xuan!She had already started to practice before she had this skill, so there must be more problems, right?Guidance will be more in-depth, right?

Right now, if she can hold Xia Yan until the end of get out of class, he, Ye Zesheng, will unilaterally recognize Song Xuan as a friend!

"Well, don't resist my spiritual power."

Xia Yan lightly pressed Song Xuan's shoulder with one hand, a little spiritual power entered from there, and slowly circulated in Song Xuan's meridians.It's just that the more it worked, the more the smile on Xia Yan's face faded, her eyebrows gradually furrowed, and her eyes looked at Song Xuan from time to time.

Song Xuan closed her eyes slightly, without showing much expression, her complexion was a little pale, with blue blood vessels that couldn't be concealed under her skin, her throat trembled slightly, and she swallowed slowly.

Xia Yan put down her hands and sighed slightly, "Come to my office after class."

Turning around and looking around, Xia Yan walked towards the back row of the classroom.

Ye Zesheng was in a big trough in his heart. He looked at the clock on the wall. The minute hand went from seven to eight, and the hour hand was stuck at a position close to five and did not move much.He thought Song Xuan could resist for a while, why did it take less time than the other students in front?

He tried his best to freeze his face, watching Xia Yan come to his side to give Chen Zhuo a sense of energy, and after tossing for a while, he finally looked at himself.

"Are you feeling angry?"

Ye Zesheng licked his lips, struggling fiercely in his heart, "...Yes."

Xia Yan was not surprised by this answer.Since Ye Zesheng has a single fire spirit root, he has outstanding talent, as long as his comprehension ability is not too bad, he can always find the aura earlier than others.

"Try to run it for a week, and I'll see if there is any problem."

Cough!

Ye Zesheng coughed twice, and closed his eyes as if dying.

He mobilized the spiritual power in his body, dragged the irritable master Huo Lingli forcefully, and walked carefully away from the dantian to the meridians.

It's a little hot...it's okay, within the tolerance range.

The spiritual power burnt through the meridians, Ye Zesheng's body trembled in an imperceptible way, the sweat soaked the clothes little by little, and the coat couldn't hide the color under the shirt.

He is like a seed that is breaking through the ground.

Painful, tormented, dripping with sweat, I don't know when I can break through the outer shell, go out, and really see the world.

Xia Yan waited quietly, his spiritual consciousness enveloped Ye Zesheng's body, and even the gap under the jacket was clearly displayed in his mind, without missing a single detail.

Ling Li turned a corner with difficulty, Ye Zesheng trembled, and unconsciously grabbed Chen Zhuo's coat with his hands that were originally flat on his legs, making a few crumpled marks on Chen Zhuo's coat.

Xia Yan glanced at the coat, and his eyes turned back.

Ye Zesheng couldn't hold it anymore, but he could feel Xia Yan's eyes on him, and when he guided his spiritual power past the previous mistakes, he gritted his teeth, ruthlessly, and endured the pain.

This forbearance, really went forward smoothly for a while!

Finally, a little further, it was the place that Ye Zesheng failed to get through several times of practice during the day, and it became even more difficult.

His lips were tightly pursed, his shoulders and back were stretched, and under his nostrils, he was breathing more and more rapidly, like an old bellows, pulling it whirringly. pain.

Or...or should I just give up?

A hand rested lightly on his shoulder, warm to the touch, as if ready to provide support at any time.

It was Xia Yan's hand.

Ye Zesheng's shoulders trembled imperceptibly, and the thought of giving up was instantly forgotten!

Everyone put their hands up, how could he fall short at the last moment!

Ye Zesheng squeezed himself to never be soft, and now he was stimulated, and he was even more energetic. Seeing that the last meridian was about to complete a cycle, he immediately rushed over with all his strength!

wow...

Like magma rolling down, large waves of force rushed through the meridians, layers of barriers seemed to be broken, and subtle crackling sounds continued, and the meridians that had just passed through with spiritual power suddenly tingled, and Ye Zesheng almost wanted to fall down. The biting of his lips did not distort his face, and he grinned!

The mobilized spiritual power crashed back to the dantian, and they crowded around the seed. The pain was stronger than before, and instantly exceeded Ye Zesheng's psychological expectations. He habitually stretched his thighs and lifted his buttocks!

call--!

When he opened his eyes, a magnified face appeared in front of his eyes. The face was very close, and the deep eyes looked at him as if probing, and the breathing seemed to be blended together.

Ye Zesheng's mind went blank, his mouth opened, and he shouted reflexively, "I'm just farting!"

Fuck, wrong!

"I'm running a Sunday!"

Ye Zesheng was very sure that when he yelled the first half of the sentence, Xia Yan didn't lose face and smiled.

Ahhh, this damned man, why do you always laugh at him!

"Mr. Xia, it's time to leave school!"

Seeing the clock hit five o'clock, Ye Zesheng didn't even want to hear Xia Yan's comments, and squeezed out this sentence through his teeth.

In this kind of social death scene, let him go home and lick his wounds alone...

Late night

Ye Zesheng was lying on the bed, his mind was turning over and over again the scenes during the day.

With dark circles under his eyes, he got up quietly and pulled the flower pot out of the bed.

Flowers also sleep at night.Pulled out by Ye Zesheng, he took four leaves and patted his hand impatiently, spitting weakly, "Ahhh..."

Seeing it sleeping so well, Ye Zesheng became even more angry.

Who is to blame for his inability to sleep?

This potted flower definitely has some credit too!

You absorbed so much spiritual power from him the day before yesterday, and you still haven't worked hard, do you think he can't be cured?

Ye Zesheng stretched out his hand and pinched two handfuls of tender green leaves.

The flower was awakened by the pain, and instantly straightened up, the buds were raised high, the four leaves were stretched straight, and there were sharp sawtooths on the edges that gave off a cold light in the moonlight.

"Puff puff puff puff!" Why did you wake me up!

Ye Zesheng repeated his old trick, took out a bag of seeds, and shook it in front of Hua.

The flower stem is bent into a question mark, and I don't understand its meaning.

Ye Zesheng chuckled, tore open the plastic bag, and took out a seed.

Oh, it's a tomato seed.

He pressed the seeds into the pot of the flower, and the flower instantly stiffened into an exclamation mark, as if it understood what he was going to do, the well-developed root system rushed out of the soil, and kept pushing back!

It doesn't want anyone to compete with it for territory!reject!reject!

But Ye Zesheng had already made up his mind, he held his fingers still, and at the same time mobilized the spiritual power in his body to go in.

Heh, when the seedlings grow, you will know that I treated you well before!

He used this trick before, and the effect was great.

But this time...

The spiritual power was output, and it also went from the fingertips to the seeds. A seedling broke through the ground, but it just came out, why did the pole move back a little?

Ye Zesheng looked at the tomato seedlings with a frown, and stretched out his hand a little more suspiciously.

The seedling was already growing, but it leaned back for a while, as if... hiding from his hand.

Ye Zesheng simply extended his arm and sent it forward. The seedlings were lined up along the direction his arm was pointing, growing horizontally, like a strangely shaped hook!

This is so unreasonable!

Ye Zesheng was dumbfounded.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Hua Dan was frightened for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw this scene, the four leaves flapped excitedly, and the flower branches swayed back and forth.

Do you think you are popular?Hmph ╭(╯^╰)╮!