Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

"How good it is to practice...just going to play with the little curse spirits, it's much better than staying in the classroom. Books are the things that will kill me." Ming Liu looked enviously at the The first-year student who was tortured by his seniors and sisters on the playground had a splitting headache facing the exam papers.

He also wants to torture the cute first grader...

"Spells, I don't want to learn... I have no idea about becoming the strongest..."

"Teacher, why do conjurers need to learn mathematics... I didn't have a brain when I was born... It is better to expect a beautiful girl from the stone kicked in the morning than to expect me to learn mathematics... Wutiao teacher, you Speak up, Sansan—"

Sui Sui Nian continued from knowing the course until now.

Gojo Satoru also sighed.

"I want to eat dessert too... But I can't do it without looking at you. Come on, come on, you already know how to use magic power, and you can understand the principle very quickly." Gojo Satoru also wailed like a cat, " Hurry up and learn, I will remove the curtains in the classroom after I finish, and I will go to the dessert shop to eat a limited amount of soufflé."

"This is a function." Ming Liu pointed to the question on the paper in disbelief, "And it's really good to make such a big fight for me?"

"Very good, it's a big improvement to recognize the function." Gojo Satoru covered his face, "It's a pain for the six eyes to catch you. With so many curses, it's a miracle that you can enter the school. It's not because I opened my eyes Turning a blind eye to sign the formalities..."

"...the teacher never opened his eyes."

Mingliu, died.

He became very irritable when he saw the book, and his negative emotions rose slowly.In his early years, he was in poor health, and as a wandering night rabbit, he couldn't go to school with other children.It was even more outrageous later on, adolescence was almost spent on the battlefield, and many things were learned from comrades who only met once or twice, and then practiced in blood.

Although life has become much more stable after coming to Earth, I have developed a habit of not wanting to use my brain. Occasionally learning to use electronic devices has exhausted all my brain cells.

Now he is required to tutor the basic knowledge, feeling like sitting on pins and needles, feeling like a pain in the back, and wants to run away very much.But Fyodor asked him to learn...

Ming Liu buried his head in the book and started a new day of self-isolation.

learn.

Learn a ghost.

"Mingliu-jun, I'm here to take you home."

A soft voice drifted over.

He had already raised his head when he heard the sound, closed his eyes and turned towards the direction of the sound, and fell into his embrace without any surprise, so his arms wrapped around the young man's waist tightly.

Still very thin.

"It's too late." The words of complaint only had the function of being coquettish under the intimacy. "When Fei Jia sent me to school, there was an irreparable gap in our relationship."

Gojo Satoru frowned.

He's like a dog walking by the side of the road...

"Tsk." You can imagine how dissatisfied he is just by hearing the voice, and he said something nonsense, "The high school prohibits the relationship between teachers and students."

"Teachers and students love……?"

Mingliu raised his head and met Fyodor's face.

Different from his usual attire, Fyodor was dressed a bit more formally, wearing a suit and tie, the original white robe was gone, no wonder it felt wrong to hold him.The purplish red eyes with an unhealthy temperament were covered by thin black-rimmed glasses, concealing some crazy things, and looked even more alienated.

In short, everything is weird, but it seems to be acceptable, especially the pair of glasses with thin metal black frames...

"Fei Jia..." He closed his eyes, unable to accept the fact, "Teacher?"

Fyodor rubbed Mingliu with his knuckles, enjoying the surprised expression at this moment: "Part-time as a culture teacher."

The person in his arms pushed him away.

Ming Liu quickly took several steps back, resting his fingers on the window sill, ready to jump off the building and escape at any moment.

To be honest, Fyodor could still see Mingliu resisting himself so much for the first time.Obviously, it's just that the identity has become a teacher... Can someone who accepts the identity of the leader of a terrorist organization safely accept the teacher?

It's so funny, he wants to squat down and play with the cat.

"Then I'll leave his cultural lessons to you." Gojo Satoru had a sense of relief that was finally liberated on his face, "The other students' cultural lessons will also be handed over to you."

"Well... Although the reason why you put all your energy into thinking about what to do in a high school seems obvious, I can turn a blind eye to it, but since I'm here, don't let me be caught for dereliction of duty."

Before the voice finished completely, his figure had already disappeared.I think it's time to fight against Shu Fulei, who I miss so much.

The tents in the classroom have also been removed, and half of Ming Liu is outside the window sill.

If you don't slip away at this time, when will you wait?

"Mingliu-san." Fyodor grabbed his wrist, with a devilish smile on his face, but his tone was a little unbelievably aggrieved and sad, "Do you dislike me as a teacher?"

Ming Liu shook his head desperately, wanting to pull out his wrist, but he didn't dare to use too much force.

"Feyya... let me go in this respect..."

He took the initiative to lean over and peck Fyodor on the face.

"Really...you can do whatever you want at home..."

Just looking at his pleading eyes, Fyodor would be deceived too.However, he knew very clearly that as soon as he let go, the person in front of him would disappear, and he would cautiously come back to post the post until he promised not to force him.

"No." Fyodor clasped his wrist firmly, "I really can't let you go this time."

Ming Liu suddenly became depressed, lowered his eyes and said nothing, and was pulled into the classroom to sit down obediently, facing the information with a bitter face.

"Spells... are really interesting and boring things." Fyodor propped his chin and flipped through the materials for a while.Unlike completely random abilities, things like spells can barely be traced.

blood.family.

He didn't expect to hear such pedantic things in this 21st century.It's true that every world has its own rottenness, and there is a corrupt conspiracy atmosphere everywhere here.

Boring and disgusting.I really want to get rid of this group of dirty things if I have the opportunity.

But it's not exactly the same as a person with supernatural powers. The existence of the magician corresponds to the curse spirit. Even if the magic spirit born from negative emotions does not have the existence of the magician, it will come out to cause disaster.When there is an opposition between positive and negative, there is a reason for existence.Compared with the meaningless supernatural powers, the conjurer can barely hold on to the value of existence.

"Boring." Ming Liu also propped his chin, "If it is to control the flow of mana, I have already learned it. If it is to master the practical skills of mana, I have also learned it."

He snapped his fingers with the other hand, and the poor exercise book was punched into a hole by the spell.

It is always easier to master practical skills than complex theories, and it is not impossible to live with a little knowledge and confusion.

"Fei Jia, these little tricks are of no use to me...Why do I need to learn the principles...Does Fyodor dislike me for not being strong enough...There are indeed troublesome things in this school, but it seems that the problem It’s not too big, and I might not lose if I fight now.”

"I'm in a bad mood recently, I really want to compete with Mr. Knotweed."

Fyodor looked up at the frustrated man, and explained to him: "Yujin Knotabagi swallowed the finger of the king of the curse, and he is now the container of the two-faced Su Nuo. One of the dangerous existences in the school, the original He was going to be sentenced to death, and Gojo Wu saved him."

"Oh... so it's not Hu Zhang-jun who is in danger. I just said why Hu Zhang-jun is so cute, why does he smell bad. Then I want to fight with Su Nuo."

"Before that, you need to learn the spell." Fyodor pushed down his glasses, "at least learn to reverse the spell."

"I can't learn it." Ming Liu continued to retreat, "You don't let me fight, how can I be academic. The reversal technique is for healing, right? If you have a few more life-and-death crises, you will learn it."

"Fei Jia, it seems that no matter how much information you read, it's not worth a personal experience."

"Really? Teacher."

When the last two "three-three" sounds fell, Fyodor had already been pinned down by the person who was glued to him. He raised his head obediently so that the person sitting on his lap could kiss him. Put it on your thin waist.

During the interval of breathing, Fyodor also calmed down a little, such as why someone can do anything to leave the classroom.

"Glasses... so troublesome..."

The first time he knocked against the frame of the glasses, Mingliu simply reached out and took off the glasses, and the next kiss fell on the end of Fyodor's eyes.

"Do you want to go back now?" The person who lit the fire continued to move restlessly, "Or the desk? It's too hard..."

Fyodor opened his eyes halfway, just in time to capture the picture of him sneaking out his claws and pushing all the books to the ground, annoyed and funny.

"Student Mingliu...can you settle down a bit?"

The kiss landed on the Adam's apple: "Obviously not."

……

……

"Ming Liu! The seniors and sisters said they want to meet you!"

Knotweed pushed open the door of the classroom.

After three seconds.

He slammed the classroom door shut.

"Sorry!!! I went to the wrong place!"

Knotabagi Youruhito's entire face was flushed red, and he didn't dare to recall the scene he saw just now.That is to say... the fact that a new classmate is being pressed on the desk... is too...

He shook his head to throw away the intertwined fingers that Jinghong saw at a glance.

its not right.

Knotweed reacted.

Mingliu seems to have mentioned that he was forced by his guardian or something... In short, it should be involuntary...

So as a partner of justice, shouldn't you rescue your friends at this time?

"Student Mingliu! I'm here to save you!"

The author has something to say: Ming Liu: In fact, it seems that maybe there should be no need to rescue him?

Here, if you set up a high school, you still have to learn some basic cultural courses. Most of the teachers may be children from aristocratic families who can see and perceive magic power but have little ability.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what the settings are... x

At this time, in the mind of Hu Zhang, the new teacher has become a scumbag ()