After crossing, I became a group pet

One class passed in the gossip, and the other looked very serious. The teacher walked in with the lesson plan, and there was no sound in the booth, thinking in his heart, why is it him!

This teacher is famously strict in Shengting Academy, and many thorny students have suffered from him. It is said that he even beats girls when he is so aggressive.

The teacher got used to this kind of silent fear, put down the lesson plans, and on the desk was the seating chart compiled by Zhou Xueqi from the previous class, and he glanced at the students at the seating chart. Neck, only one exception is Su Qingmian, he looked back at the teacher curiously - the kind of curiosity a student has about a new teacher.

The teacher turned around and wrote his name on the black crystal screen at home. The strokes were ups and downs, and the two big characters were vigorous and heroic: Baishan.

Bai Shan looked around at the students below with sharp eyes: "In the new year, I will teach you the resistance technique. As we all know, the resistance technique is a high-level technique. Every sentence in my class is the key point, and I will not repeat the second one. It’s best to take good notes for easy review.”

Bai Shan had a straight face, as if the students owed him money: "Advanced spells require comprehension, and you need to understand the connection between spells and your own talents."

Su Qingmian nodded. He knows a high-level technique, and he still understands the process. At that time, Su Mu didn't talk to him about theories, but just talked to him. Although he learned high-level techniques, the details He has only a half-knowledge of the things on the Internet, so he listens carefully to Bai Shan's words, and Bai Shan can help him organize his thoughts systematically.

Baishan: "Before learning the specific spells, let's first understand the meaning of this class. Darkness and light are opposed, light gives birth to saints, darkness gives birth to evil, and will erode our world. The war between light and darkness has existed since ancient times. , did not appear suddenly. In the past wars, there were three wars that were the most tragic. They were called light and dark jihads. We lost countless heroes in the third light and dark jihad. If our resistance skills were mature enough, maybe we would not There are so many heroes who have left us. Don’t think that war is far away from you, war is everywhere, in order to survive, study hard, youngsters.”

Bai Shan didn't talk about spells and mantras at the beginning, but talked about a lot of theoretical things, which was boring and boring.

Su Qingmian was very resistant to these things before going to school, thinking that he had learned too much scientific theory and would not be able to listen to them, but he was wrong, he listened with gusto, and even consciously took notes, as if it was a habit of the body .

Before thinking about anything, my hands unconsciously wrote down the knowledge points Baishan taught in the notebook.

After two hours in a row, with only a break of about 10 minutes in the middle, Teacher Baishan was not tired at all. On the contrary, the students below couldn't accept such intensive knowledge output, and their heads drooped.

Su Qingmian was one of the few in this group of "listening heads and drooping ears" who straightened her back and listened carefully.

After class, Bai Shan stopped Su Qingmian.

All the other students left, only Bai Shan and Su Qingmian were left in the teaching pavilion.

Baishan looks like a young man in his 20s, but in fact he is very old. It is said that he existed when the tree in the atrium was only one meter high. Baishan's insight and foresight are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Bai Shan's sharp and wise eyes sized up Su Qingmian from bottom to top, squinting: "Is there anything you don't understand?"

His voice was uneven, with a kind of calmness after going through vicissitudes, like a lake where countless historical boats have sunk.

Su Qingmian is inexplicably fond of Baishan. This kind of man is always very attractive: "Fortunately, I feel that these are very basic, and there is nothing I don't understand."

"Well, if you don't understand something, you can ask me."

The weight of this sentence is very heavy, it means that Bai Shan agrees with Su Qingmian.

"Thank you, teacher."

Su Qingmian bowed.

Bai Shan waved his hand: "You go."

Hey?That's it?

Su Qingmian thought Teacher Baishan wanted to talk to him, the teacher has a weird temper.

Baishan let Su Qingmian go, Su Qingmian had no reason to stay in the teaching pavilion, packed up her books and left.

Just after walking out of the pavilion, someone patted Su Qingmian on the shoulder from behind: "Shall we go together?"

Wan Ke'er smiled softly at Su Qingmian in the soft world woven by thousands of rays of skylight.

"Are you waiting for me?" Su Qingmian was a little flattered.

"Or am I waiting for a puppy?" Wan Ke'er stuck out her tongue playfully.

Su Qingmian laughed. On the way, Wan Ke'er continued to gossip and unknowingly talked about Baishan: "Hey, do you know? Teacher Baishan is very old. When the tree in the atrium is around, he is alive." , it is said that he watched the tree in the atrium grow up, he must have lived for at least tens of billions of years."

Tens of billions of years and eyes and eyes!

How many zeros is this?

Tens of millions of millions of millions of millions...

Su Qingmian silently counted the remaining fractions in her heart. The more she counted, the more frightened she became. Can a person really live for so long?

How lonely it is to live so long.

Su Qingmian: "Then he must be lonely?"

Wan Keer was taken aback for a moment: "Other people know that Bai Shan has lived for so long, the general reaction is envy, only you say he is lonely."

Su Qingmian touched her nose: "Really?"

A heavenly horse was parked at the gate of the school. Its snow-white mane was dotted with black and white pearls like stars. The saddle seemed to be woven by the colorful sunset glow. A white gem, a huge black pearl swayed in the middle, the horse shook his head, and the black pearl shook accordingly.

Oh my god!

The owner of this horse is really rich, look at that saddle, and then look at that black pearl, which one is a bargain!

How is he so poor?

Su Qingmian saw that the celestial horse couldn't move anymore, and stared straight at the celestial horse.

Wan Ke'er tugged at him: "Let's go, don't look at it, this Pegasus belongs to Master Tianshu."

"how do you know......"

Just as Su Qingmian was about to question Wan Ke'er, he noticed that the person leading the horse was actually Ling Yesheng!

Ling Yesheng was dressed more extravagantly than a horse, and the silver chains in his hands were stacked one on top of the other, jingling every time he moved.

The well-trimmed clothes floated like clouds, embroidered with complicated and delicate patterns, mysterious and elegant.

"Meet Master Xiao Su again." Ling Yesheng greeted him very politely.

No wonder such a ostentatious Pegasus horse was here, but it didn't come up to watch. It turned out that it was because Master Tianshu was here.

A man of his age actually leads a horse and stands at the gate of the school!

Su Qingmian covered her face in pain, why is it the sound of listening to the night again?Why is it like a lingering ghost, where he will appear wherever he listens to the sound of the night?

Wan Ke'er pulled down Su Qingmian's hand covering his face, and reminded him in a low voice: "Salt, don't cover your face, it's disrespectful to Lord Tianshu."

Reluctantly, Su Qingmian put one hand on her shoulder, and bowed as a courtier.

"Not bad, I finally know how to salute this time. I thought you thought our relationship was so good that we didn't need to salute."

Ling Yesheng was touching her chin with one hand, standing obliquely, with undisciplined elegance.

But in Su Qingmian's eyes, it looked like he deserved a beating. Su Qingmian saluted several times with one hand on his shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

"If saluting can make you feel that the relationship between us is not that good, I can continue to do so until the flowers wither." Su Qingmian was serious.

Listening to the Night: "..."

Wan Ke'er turned pale with fright, and whispered, "Don't talk to Master Tianshu like that!"

Su Qingmian spread her hands indifferently, what's the matter, he even put soil on Ling Yesheng's hands before, and Ling Yesheng didn't get angry.

Besides, it was also the first time he contradicted the sound of the night.

Su Qingmian was very confident, but in the next second he felt his body float up, and the long fingers of Listening Yesheng moved up and down, pointing up and Su Qingmian went up, pointing down and pointing at Su Qingmian, then down.

Up and down in mid-air, Su Qingmian watched the earth enlarge and shrink in front of her eyes, can't she afford it?If you have the ability, don't use your hands and only use your mouth!

Su Qingmian thought that the sound of the night was trying to make him look ugly, and played with him, but he was dragged and sat on the saddle.

Feeling the gravity, Tianma neighed.

"What do you mean?"

Pegasus!He actually rode a Pegasus, and it was still such a tall and beautiful Pegasus.Su Mu refused to let him ride, and he rode it now. It turns out that riding a Pegasus is like this. His hand caressed the slender neck of the Pegasus uncontrollably, and the soft touch was satisfying.

The joy of riding a horse!

Su Qingmian still can't let Ling Yesheng see that he likes Tianmalai very much, so she pretends to be reserved: "Hurry up and let me go."

Ling Yesheng snapped his fingers, the snow-white Pegasus shook his mane, and the pearls and agates made the clear sound of jade plates colliding, like the wind blowing through a wind chime, and huge pure wings flew from both sides of the Pegasus. Unfolded, soft fluff fell with the unfolded wings, like a rain that washes the world.

Su Qingmian raised her head and saw feathers falling in front of her eyes, the blue sky was covered with feathers, as if clouds were falling down.

Amidst the amazement, the Tianma rides the wind and Su Qingmian catches a down feather and holds it in the palm of his hand.

At the moment of take-off, the soul is flying high.

Gege, did you see, your goal is to grow into such a Pegasus!

"Oh hoo!"

Flying in the clouds, Su Qingmian opened his arms and let the wind blow across his cheeks.

The sound of listening to the night flew around him, and the white clothes rustled and swayed gracefully.

"Would you like me to let you go down now?" She raised her head, with an expression on her face that you couldn't refuse me.

Even in the flying state, Ling Yesheng still did not forget to show his noble poss.

Su Qingmian ignored him and enjoyed the pleasure of flying in the clouds. The bustling and beautiful floating Duancheng was under his feet. The tall buildings embraced a giant tree shrouded in light. Su Qingmian saw fine and dense spiritual lights floating on the tree in the atrium. Come out, get into the clouds, and turn into thousands of hectares of sky light scattered all over the world.

So that's what Fu Guang Duan means...

The starting point of all light.