I am Goldfinger [Xiu Xian]

When Ji Mingyuan returned to He Zhan's room, he was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing with all his heart.Ji Mingyuan smiled in satisfaction, as if he saw a golden road to immortality appear in front of his eyes accompanied by falling petals flying all over the sky.

Ji Mingyuan set up another sound-proof barrier, and with a flash of light in his hand, his natal real fire jumped out.At the same time, he flicked his fingers towards the cowhide bag containing the medicinal materials, and the medicinal materials inside scrambled out, floating above the blue-purple flames.

Ji Mingyuan flicked his fingers repeatedly, and several medicinal herbs wrapped in purple flames poured into his palm one after another, and were slowly burned to ashes in the purple flames, leaving only drops of thick black medicinal juice rolling and deforming in it.

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I don't know how long it took, but when He Zhan opened his eyes, the sky had already seen the first light of the sun.Although he kept the meditation posture for a whole night, He Zhan didn't feel sleepy at all, but was full of energy.He looked up and saw Ji Mingyuan floating in mid-air.

"..." Isn't the other party really exercising his psychological endurance?

If you take a closer look, you can see that the person's eyes are closed, not as if he is meditating, but as if he is sleeping.

He Zhan was amused, "This sleeping eccentricity is really like Xiaolongnu."

Ji Mingyuan opened his eyes without any drowsiness, "Who is the little dragon girl?"

He Zhan said: "It's just a strange woman who likes to live in the grave and sleep on the rope."

"I don't like living in a grave, and I don't like sleeping on a rope." The implication is to refute He Zhan's subjective idea of ​​"really like a little dragon girl".

He Zhan blinked at him, "But you are as beautiful as Xiaolongnv. Oh, by the way, she also has a nickname called Sister Shenxian, so how about you call him Brother Shenxian?"

Ji Mingyuan said in a silent manner that he didn't feel all right at all.

He Zhan didn't take it seriously at all, stretched his waist, and deliberately teased the other party: "Brother Immortal, are you really fine if you don't sleep?"

Hearing this, Ji Mingyuan never forgets the historical mission of urging the other party to cultivate, and uses himself as an example to encourage He Zhan: "If you practice hard, you won't need to sleep in the future."

"Ah?" He Zhan looked at the other party bitterly, pursed his mouth, pretended to be infinitely wronged and said, "But what should I do if I want to sleep? If this is the case, I really don't want to practice at all."

After a long silence, Ji Mingyuan floated down from the air, made a movement that fit He Zhan's expression, and patted the other person's head, "Good boy."

Taking Ji Mingyuan's troublesome hand from the top of his head and holding it tightly, He Zhan's eyes turned to the other side: "You can't stop me from pursuing my dream of sleep even if you are cute."

Ji Mingyuan refused to continue this meaningless topic, and disappeared from the other party's eyes: "I'm going to work."

He Zhan: "!" What kind of shit class is a fairy in!

After another hour, it was the usual time for He Zhan to go to school.After tidying himself up, He Zhan picked up the schoolbag on the edge of the desk, and by the way, he took the countdown card that Aunt Wang kindly put on the desk—(45) days before the high school entrance examination.

He Zhan floated past the countdown sign full of motivational words with no expression on his face, and decided to ignore it.

At the door, Lin Xiaoping waited for him tremblingly by the side of the car as usual, and as if taking credit for it, he glanced into the car, indicating that the air in the car today is absolutely clean, and there is nothing that would cause nausea.

Satisfied, He Zhan sat in the car, raised his chin towards Lin Xiaoping, and said, "Let's drive."

Sitting in the car, He Zhan remembered what he was told to do yesterday, "How is the person I asked you to check yesterday?"

Lin Xiaoping said: "The owner of the typing and copying shop is Qin Huiyuan, a top student of University B. He probably offended a certain dignitary in Beixing City. store."

He Zhan nodded secretly. This information was indeed consistent with Qin Huiyuan, the president of Tongfang, his old rival, whom he had learned in his previous life. It should be the same person.He flipped through the magazines on the car casually, "Did you show it to your brother?"

"Give it."

"What did your brother say?"

Lin Xiaoping thought about it carefully, and then said imitatively: "It's a talent."

He Zhan was overjoyed, "Lin Xiaoping, you really lost your mind. Instead of being a good cross talk artist, you came here to condescend to be my driver!"

Lin Xiaoping carefully put this sentence in his mouth and chewed it twice, but he still couldn't figure it out——is he a compliment, Young Master, or is he a compliment?

As usual, He Zhan came in by stepping on the class bell. According to his words, whenever he came in, he enjoyed the worship of everyone, and he felt a sense of domineering over the world.

Qi Shaoyang lay prone on the table, covering his face with a book, drooling in his sleep.Sitting in front of the podium is the new Chinese teacher Ji Mingyuan, who is supervising the morning reading of the graduates.But it's useless to supervise or not, because more than half of the students in the class are holding a book in their hands, looking ahead, and taking the opportunity to look at him.

He Zhan's weird possessiveness came out again, he wished he could turn his eyes into flying knives and stab those who stared at Ji Mingyuan to death one by one.

Qi Shaoyang woke up when he heard the harsh sound of the stool next to him being pulled out, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Fuck! Can't you keep your voice down!?"

He Zhan ignored him, he was busy using his eyes to suppress the glare, trying to make Ji Mingyuan ignore anyone's eyes except him.

It's a pity that this arduous task has not been able to get the cooperation of the other party. Ji Mingyuan didn't look at anyone, he was empty, or he was in a daze.

Qi Shaoyang next to him kindly reminded: "He Zhan, do you want to go to the hospital to have a look at your eyes? My cousin's grandfather is injured because of the oculomotor nerve. Now he can't blink his eyelids. He stares at others like Zhang Fei all day long. Especially fear!"

He Zhan turned to stare at him.

Qi Shaoyang swallowed in fright, "Hey, that's what you are."

On the stage, Ji Mingyuan finally had the consciousness of being a teacher, and knocked on the platform towards He Zhan, "Don't chat, read!"

Qi Shaoyang retracted his head behind the book and continued to sleep soundly.

He Zhan suddenly felt a cold gaze falling on him, and he didn't intend to look back, because there was only one person who exclusively owned this vicious gaze.Qi Lingbao stared whenever he liked, and the wasted time was his anyway.Old He Zhan seemed to be totally indifferent to the other party's revenge. He opened his nearly brand-new textbook, looked at the pages without any notes on it, paused, and directly took the book that Qi Shaoyang blocked in front of him.

Qi Shaoyang looked at him in a daze, rubbed his eyes: "What are you doing?"

He Zhan didn't raise his head: "Lend me to copy the notes."

"!" Second Young Master Qi felt that the sky was falling, "Damn it..."

After a while, seeing that He Zhan didn't show any signs of responding to him, Qi Shaoyang couldn't help lying on the table and talking to himself: "Has the world changed? Xueba hasn't come to school for two consecutive days. The scumbag hasn't skipped class for two days, not to mention, he's still copying notes here!"

He Zhan took the time to talk to him, and shook his sore arm, "Who do you think hasn't come to school for two days?"

Seeing that someone paid attention to him, Qi Shaoyang felt as if he had been beaten into chicken blood, "Sun Chengcai! The only remaining super university bully in our class! That one who gnaws steamed buns while reading a book!"

Having said that, He Zhan has an impression.That boy wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses with mosquito-repellent coils all day long, his hair never reaches his ears, and his eyes are often either looking at the ground or reading a book. It is rumored that the number of people who have seen his true face in class can be counted on one hand.In fact, Sun Chengcai's family is quite rich, so there is no need for him to study so hard, but that person is a bookworm by nature. It is said that he filled in "My Dream" on the blackboard newspaper as "Director of the National Library".

Something seemed to flash by in my mind, but it was so fast that He Zhan couldn't catch it.In the end, he could only answer casually: "It must be sick."

Qi Shaoyang rolled his eyes at him, "You can tell at a glance that you don't care about your classmates! How many people were touched by Sun Chengcai's spirit of insisting on attending classes with a high fever of [-] degrees? I guess he could crawl to class when he broke his leg."

"Oh, it must be something at home." He Zhan didn't care, and continued to copy notes.

Qi Shaoyang broke his heart and said: "When Sun Chengcai's father got into a car accident, he didn't even take a look at it. He insisted on finishing a day's class before rushing to the operating room. You don't know about this?"

He Zhan made an evaluation: "This person is a dead-headed person, it's too exaggerated."

"That's right!" Qi Shaoyang propped his chin and thought hard, "So why didn't he come to class for two consecutive days..."

He Zhan did not follow up on the follow-up investigation results, and threw himself into the embrace of learning without hesitation. By the way, he reminded Qi Shaoyang with the lofty thought of being friendly and caring for his classmates: "The college entrance examination is 45 days away, and you still have this spare time to be Sherlock Holmes. Qi Shaoyang?"

When the bad news came, Qi Shaoyang couldn't help crying out in grief: "Damn! Groove! Ah!"

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After the morning reading, Ji Mingyuan returned to his office, and saw the dean Huo Suyun who had been waiting there for a while.

"Director, do you have anything to do with me?"

Huo Suyun stood up and looked at the man in front of her. It was not the first time she had met him, but even his expressionless face made her heart beat faster.

"Xiao Ji, are you still used to being in class? You worry about those brats, right?" Huo Suyun said with a smile.

If the students in the third class of junior high school saw that the ghost-faced Hades also had such a spring-like side, they would probably exclaim, "The evil spirit is haunted, go back and wash your eyes!" But Ji Mingyuan liked this kind and kind boss very much, and said softly: "Actually It's okay, they don't make much trouble."

Huo Suyun sighed, and said earnestly: "Generally, I don't advocate changing teachers when I'm about to graduate, but Teacher Liu's family conflicts are really difficult to mediate. Fortunately, you have Xiao Ji, your strength is obvious to all, work hard , take extra care. Although these children look at the bear a little bit, they can tell right from wrong, and they will never forget your kindness in the future. As a teacher, don’t you just want to see peaches and plums all over the world.”

Ji Mingyuan smiled and praised sincerely: "You are a good teacher."

Huo Suyun's face turned red, "Just don't blame me for being long-winded. Ahem, I accidentally talked too much. I came to you because I have something to do."

When it came to matters at work, Huo Suyun's expression suddenly became serious.

Ji Mingyuan couldn't help but ask seriously, "What's the matter?"

Huo Suyun said: "Sun Chengcai in your class hasn't come to school for two days, and he didn't call to ask for leave. I made a phone call to his house, and the nanny picked it up, saying that both Mr. Sun and Mrs. Sun were on business trips abroad. According to her, Sun Chengcai hasn't been back for the past two days."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Let's go to Sun's house and see if we can get in touch with his parents." Huo Suyun frowned and said worriedly: "It seems that the high school entrance examination is about to happen, and I don't know what happened!"