I lost my memory after making a lifetime promise with 5t5

Because of this farce, before the cultural class in the afternoon, both DKs were ordered to stand outside the classroom by the furious Noctua Moth.

Even with the supervision of the curse skeleton, this punishment of standing still is nothing more than a tickle for two first-level conjurers.

Seeing the unrepentant appearance of the two headache-provoking guys, Noctua Moth Zhengdao arranged an additional punishment—each person conducts a self-examination in front of the whole class before class.

"Who will come first?" Ye Moth looked straight at the two tall "pillars" at the door, signaling them to hurry up and make a quick decision.

Xia Youjie walked into the classroom first, and then he opened his mouth with a strong taste of search engines: "Mr. Ye Moth, you are the first ray of sunshine in the morning, leading the students of colleges and universities to live in the sun; you are a ray of sunshine in the dark night." Hold a candle, selflessly burn yourself to illuminate the high school students; you are a hard-working gardener, carefully cultivate these tender green seedlings of the high school..."

Xia Youjie showed no signs of reading the cheat sheet, and held his head high, solemnly, cadenced, voicing praises for the righteous way of the night moth, as if every word and every sentence came from the heart.

Noctuid's face changed from blue to purple, from purple to black, and finally when he heard the word "seedling", he broke the strings in his brain, and turned into a back spirit with black air all over his body standing behind Xia Youjie :

"A 15-year-old seedling?"

Xia Youjie paused for a moment, and then fully activated his clever little brain: "Cultivate the flowers of the motherland of the college carefully, teacher, your broad mind and selfless dedication..."

"This is not your recitation performance. I still have a class. Keep it short." Ye Mozhengdao couldn't stand such a long speech, and asked Xia Youjie to cut directly to the center.

Xia Youjie seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and when it was time to bow his head decisively: "I apologize for playing a prank on Teacher Ye Moth."

Apologize this time, and he will dare next time.

Don't expect this guy to change all at once, Ye Mo Zhengdao saw that his superficial skills were in place, so he waved his hand and let Xia Youjie return to his seat.

Wujo Wuyi who came in later said in a similar manner: "Mr. Ye Moth, I shouldn't praise you for being cute. Here I would like to extend my sincere apology."

Gojo Satoru's rare and forthright apology turned Noctua Masamichi's face from cloudy to sunny.

This is led by excellent female students, so an amazing transformation has taken place?

Then he heard Gojo Satoru added with a smile: "I should praise you for your kindness."

Accompanied by a loud bang, Wujo Wu's head was pushed into the blackboard of the classroom by the "kind" excellent people's teacher.

Lifting a 1.9-meter guy back to the seat, looking at the unrelated Jiajin who was hanging high and chewing gum, Ye Mo Zhengdao finally locked his eyes on Nuliang Luyi: "Nuliang classmate , don’t be badly influenced by other students.”

Children who have experienced a series of problems,

Now, he looked at Nuliang Luyi with a particularly gentle gaze.

This magician who was born as an ordinary person is the only good student left in this class.

The others, relying on his own strength, probably cannot be saved.

The value of him becoming a teacher of a high school can probably only be realized in this child.

After receiving an affirmative reply from Nuliang Luyi, Noctua Masamune's gloomy eyes, which had been worrying about problem children for a long time, finally lit up a little bit of light.

"Mr. Ye Moth!" At this moment, the young master of the Wutiao family who hadn't listened to the class for ten thousand years raised his hand, "The teacher's eyes are looking at Yi Yi so strangely, please stop this kind of authority harassment!"

The chalk head of Ye Mo Zhengdao hit Wutiao Wu's hair, but was bounced away by his no-lower-limit spell: "Either shut up or get out."

Don't disturb him to enjoy the process of realizing the teacher's value.

Because of Nura Rikuichi's arrival, the seats in the classroom have been rearranged.

From three seats in the same row to two girls in the front and two boys in the back.

As soon as Nu Lianglu opened the textbook in his hand, he realized that the math class taught by Noctua Motha was already the most basic content in high school.

Just a few sample questions and no extended questions.

Whether it is a teacher or a student, every move says "coping".

Gojo Satoru was sitting behind Nuliang Rikuichi. He was supposed to lie down and sleep as usual or take out a manga magazine as a textbook to read, but he heard the swishing sound of Nuliang Rikuichi's writing and the flipping of the pages. He couldn't help tearing off a piece of paper, crumpled a ball of paper, and after scribbling a few strokes, he threw it onto Nuliang Luyi's desk with a "click".

As soon as Nu Lianglu wrote on the blackboard while the night moth was facing them, he opened it suspiciously, and saw a Q-version villain in a small skirt drawn on the note. Marked with an arrow "Nocturnal Moth is on the way!"

Nuliang Luyi covered his eyes, trying not to let out a laugh.

Her slightly trembling shoulders still revealed her emotions.

Then, his mobile phone received a message notification.

"Enlightenment, have a good time in class (cute smiling face)."

"No!" Gojo Satoru sternly refused.

Because he was born with spells, Gojo Satoru, who was already good at mathematics, physics and other subjects, didn't feel the need to listen.

What's more, the entire conjuration college doesn't take this kind of culture class seriously.Even if you keep your eyes open, you are still sleeping.

Jie next to him is obviously playing with his mobile phone, he must be a good-looking young lady surfing the Internet!

It's normal for him to want to play with him one by one!

Then, after waiting for a while, Gojo Satoru didn't wait for a reply, so he couldn't help poking Nura Rikuichi on the shoulder.

After poking and getting no response, Gojo Satoru poked hard on Nura Rikuichi's shoulder.

It also comes with a built-in sound effect of "beep-beep-".

At the same time, his other hand was "clicking" on the phone keyboard:

"Yi Yi, so boring."

"One by one, poke poke."

"One by one, justify me."

Nuliang Luyi's shoulder was a little painful from being poked, and he couldn't help but have the illusion that he was being pulled hard by a cat at home while he was studying.

But the difference is that a cat is noisy because it can't read and understand, and the big cat behind it is pretending to be illiterate and can't understand.

Taking out the mobile phone in her bag again, she replied, "I'm studying, don't disturb me, I'll make egg tarts for you in the evening."

After the big cat behind made a grunting sound, it finally retracted its paws.

After coaxing the cat with dried fish, Nuliang Luyi focused his eyes on the exercise in front of him.

At the same time as she came to the college, she had to prepare for the entrance examination, so Wujo Wu could only be temporarily put aside.

By the time Noctua Zhengdao looked over, Nuliang Luyi had already written several pages of draft calculations.

In order to prevent himself from being pissed off by a group of problem children, Noctua Moth Zhengdao would not walk off the podium, but today is different.

Today, the Conjuration High School finally has a good boy who listens carefully to the class!

Moth Zhengdao was very pleased.

this moment,

back straight,

Lectures are loud,

More smiles on my face.

After assigning a sample problem, Ye Mozhengdao even stepped off the podium.

With the corners of his mouth raised obviously, Noctua walked right to Nura Luyi's side.

Very good, Mr. Nuliang's handwriting is very beautiful.

Very good, student Nuliang wrote very quickly, and it seems that he has a well-thought-out plan.

Very good, classmate Nuliang wrote half a page of draft paper.

Very good... wait, there is no need to write so many solutions to this question.

Noctua Zhengdao looked at it seriously, and it turned out that the question written by Nuliang Luyi was not the question on his blackboard at all.

As soon as Nu Lianglu noticed Noctua Moth's sizing up, he raised his face and circled the three lines of small characters in the corner with a black pen in his hand.

The formula plus the answer is simple, clean and clear.

"Mr. Ye Moth, this is the basic knowledge of the first year of high school. I have already mastered it. Can I teach myself the content of the preparation for the third year of high school?" Nu Lianglu closed the book in his hand, revealing the cover of the exam teaching aids, clasping his hands together, light golden He opened and closed his eyes, and sincerely applied to the teacher.

"Okay." Noctua Masamune realized that Nura Luyi's level of knowledge did not need him as a teacher.

Naturally, he cannot stop outstanding students from learning more advanced knowledge by themselves.

It's just that the teacher's value he felt just now has disappeared.

Although he is lonely, what can he do? He has to forgive his student with a smile...

Nu Lianglu originally thought that he could finish this test paper, but he didn't expect that Ye Mozhengdao suddenly received a call.

"Now there is a task for you. A first-level curse spirit appeared in the ancient house. Gojo and Xia You took Nuliang to understand the mission process, and Nitzi to treat the wounded."

"Tch." Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie rolled their eyes together, not wanting to move at all.

"Okay, hurry up and come back after completing the task." Nu Lianglu stood up, picked up the knife bag on the side, and stretched out his hand towards Gojo Satoru, who was slumped on the chair.

A task can not only make money, but also understand the operation rules of the magic world.

"One level..." Gojo Satoru muttered, but he still grabbed Nuliang Luichi's hand.

"You can buy dessert raw materials when you go down the mountain." Nu Lianglu pulled a big cat tuan up from the seat, and pushed him downstairs while comforting him, "Wu, you can report the menu now."

! ! !Gojo Satoru looked at the smiling girl behind her, like a kindergarten kid, holding her hand and jumping down the stairs, happily reporting the name of the dessert.

Gojo Satoru felt that he was happy for the upcoming dessert, but at the same time, he tightly circled the warm little hands in his palms, completely encircling them.

"Enlightenment?" When getting into the car, Nu Lianglu raised his eyebrows one by one, signaling to the little brother at the side to let go of his hands, "You don't need to look like Siamese twins."

Thinking about sitting with him one by one later, Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, got into the back seat, and waved to Nu Lianglu.

Then the next second, Nuliang Luyi opened the door of the passenger seat, and nodded to Mr. Yamada, who had met once in the driver's seat: "Mr. Yamada, it's you again."

The assistant supervisor, Mr. Yamada, instantly sensed the murderous gaze behind him, and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back.

At this time, Nuliang Luyi relieved the embarrassing atmosphere, and she took out her notes: "Mr. Yamada, can you tell me about the mission situation?"

While listening to Mr. Yamada's narration, Nura Riku took notes.

First, the police found that someone was missing or dead.

Afterwards, the "window" of the special organization personnel of the magic circle conducted observation and confirmation, and reported the task to the magic circle.

Assign tasks at the end.

"So why are we taking over the task?" Lu Yi tapped this seemingly smooth management line with the tip of his pen.

"Because Wu and I are first-class conjurers." Xia Youjie smiled and answered Nuliang Luyi.

Nuliang Luyi looked at the three underage magicians behind him through the rearview mirror: "So what? You are not the only first-level magicians."

"Since you are required to do tasks, you should have the right to choose independently and the right to obtain information, but before you got in this car, you didn't have much information, and no one told you what rights you should have. Even if you work part-time , There is also a labor contract."

But the current situation is as if militarization is forcing obedience.

Nu Lianglu turned his head to one side, his eyes became puzzled: "You are still students, and you are young first-level conjurers, you should be the elites carefully cultivated in the conjuration world, but the current senior management in the conjuration world doesn't seem to think so .”

Reminiscing before they appeared in front of the special curse fetus, Nuliang Luyi frowned even more.

She has reasonable reasons to suspect that this high school of conjuration is not cultivating talents, but forging weapons.

Xia Youjie smiled to appease Nuliang Lu Yi, who had a heavy expression on his face: "Although Wu looks confused, he is also the head of the Wutiao family, one of the three Yu families."

"Rotten and stinky old oranges." Gojo Satoru agreed with Nuliang Luyi's words, but like Xia Youjie, it was the youth in the youngest and frivolous period who didn't care about those old oranges at all. He lifted his chin, Proud and flamboyant, "But we are the strongest!"

Even Jiarui Glass never doubted this.

Mr. Yamada, who was sweating coldly, couldn't help but lighten his expression.

Observing the expressions of other people and welcoming the warm spring breeze outside the car window, Nu Lianglu was relieved, a smile appeared on his face again, and he nodded.

Anyway, he is also the Patriarch of the Wutiao family. With a Wutiao family and his strength, the transformation of the magic world must be a logical and ongoing thing, and she, a non-magician, does not need to worry about it.

"Come on! Come on! Gojo-kun!" She raised her hands one by one from left to right, waving her arms, and became a qualified Gojo-go cheerleader, encouraging the future leaders of the magic world.

Even through the sunglasses, Gojo Satoru can see the joy and joy in her eyes, a little bit of spring light sprinkled on her cheeks, lips, and the bright future in her eyes.

The important piece of the future that I wanted to hold on to since I was a child returned to my side, shining as brightly as ever.

Wujo Wujo was startled, and then laughed so happily that even his sunglasses were crooked.

Afterwards, regardless of the narrowness of the car, he also waved his arms: "Come on! Come on! I am the strongest myself!"

"They're all high school, like a big fool." Jiarui Yanzi looked out of the window with his chin in his hand, but couldn't help but smile.

"Our school's kindergarten concentration is indeed a little higher." Xia Youjie smiled, connoting a swollen three-year-old child, and finally, under the usual eyes of the assistant supervisor, he and Gojo Satoru started arguing in the back seat of the car.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie stared at each other and threw dice to compare the size of the No. 20 eighth game. The group finally arrived at the gate of the village where the first-level curse spirit was observed.

Because of the inconvenient transportation, the auxiliary supervisor had to park the car at the gate of the village.

The remaining section of the path required four magicians to walk on foot.

Assistant Superintendent Yamada handed over the task to Gojo Satoru and others with confidence, and went to connect with the police instead, but did not go deep.

The county police who arrived had already set up a cordon near the dangerous area, so a group of conjurers quickly found the ancient house where the curse spirit was observed.

"Although one by one you want to keep a low profile, you don't plan to participate in the rating of conjurers." Gojo Satoru stretched out two fingers, and lifted his blind sunglasses with the hypocrisy of lifting the gold-rimmed frame, obviously better than Nuliang Lu He was two years younger, but deliberately lowered his voice, and put on a mature appearance as a teacher, "But Mr. Wutiao still wants to teach you some basic common sense of conjurers."

Nu Lianglu didn't feel that she needed to spoil Wujo Wu's good interest, not to mention that Wujo Wu was indeed her predecessor in terms of being a magician.

So, in a good mood, she smiled and jumped in front of Wujo Wu, and saluted the freshly baked teacher: "Okay! Wujo teacher!"

She is very serious, with sincere expectation on her upturned face, obedient and obedient, like a young bird that has found a teacher, with cute peas eyes, waiting for his advice.

Gojo Satoru, who was usually making a joke, couldn't help but think of many teacher-student galgames he had played under such fiery eyes.

With the erratic eyes behind the sunglasses, his ears felt hot for some reason.

Shaking away the messy thoughts in his head, Gojo Satoru calmly grabbed Nuliang Luyi's shoulders: "Student Nuliang! Follow the teacher, Gojo teacher is super reliable!"

Nuliang Luyi also nodded in cooperation.

The family entered the nitro to treat the wounded, and the other three went to exorcise the curse.

Pushing open a dusty wooden door, Wujo Wu's six eyes locked the position of the first-level curse spirit.

"dangdangdang, classmate Nuliang, we are in front of the boss, what should you do now?"

"Looking for traces of the boss." Nuliang Luyi replied quickly.

Gojo Satoru crossed his chest: "The answer is wrong."

Nu Lianglu understood: "Confirm the boss level and spell, and confirm with the external assistant supervisor!"

"Beep beep!" Gojo Satoru continued to cross his arms, "Wrong answer!"

Seeing that Nuliang Lu frowned and pondered for a long time without an answer, Xia Youjie smiled and summoned his own curse spirit, turned his face, and as gentle as jade, he told Nu Liang Lu Yi the law of belonging to the strong: " Classmate Nuliang, don’t listen to him, just find out and get rid of it.”

After finishing speaking, twenty or thirty curse spirits of different shapes burrowed into the depths of the ancient house under the unified command.

"Tsk, Jie, don't mess with my students." Wujo Wu's voice slowed down, because just like this, his words seemed to be thoughtful and ambiguous,

"With me here, of course, you only need to ask the strongest Wujo teacher for help."

At some point, he took off his sunglasses.

The ever-expanding azure blue of the sky reflects the heaven and the earth, and the snow-covered white hair flies freely with the wind, and Wang Lan's mantra is condensed in his hands:

"Spell forward - Cang!"

Xia Youjie didn't have time to stop this frightening guy from being handsome, so he just watched the front of the house being blasted to pieces.

"Oh yes, one by one." The excellent Wutiao teacher jumped forward, clapped his hands to signal Nu Lianglu to look over, and seriously reminded the key points of the lecture again, "Next time if you bring a troublesome Jie, you still have to leave it to the curse spirit." Take a breath, and leave it to Jie who eats the curse spirit."

Ignoring the painful roar of the curse spirit, Gojo Satoru squatted down, and casually pulled out the head of the first-level curse spirit who was only breathing.

The purple liquid in the curse spirit's body stopped in front of Wujo Wu, and with a snap of Wujo Wu's fingers, it all fell to the ground, not even a touch of Wujo Wu's clothes.

Holding the head of the curse spirit with its last breath left, Gojo Satoru made a scissors hand comparison to Nu Lianglu: "The steps are like this, smart Yiyi classmate, have you learned it yet?"

"Understood, Teacher Gojo!" Shocked by Gojo Goto's beautiful invincible posture and invincible beauty, Lu Yi, a Yan Kong Nuliang, was a little dazed, and naturally felt that Gojo Goto said everything was right.

"I'm really reliable, and I have the talent to be a teacher!" With Nuliang Luyi's affirmation, Gojo Goto talked to Xia Youjie confidently, "You said that if I stay in school as a teacher, Teacher Noctua will be a teacher." Don't you have to be moved to cry?!"

Xia Youjie put the magic spirit ball into the pocket of his knickers: He doesn't know if Teacher Ye Moth is moved or not, probably he must cry in anger.

Gojo Satoru was still thinking happily: "According to my cute charm, shouldn't I be the outstanding teacher of the year every year?"

As soon as the two opened the door, the sweaty auxiliary supervisor Yamada came to him.

"Wutiao-kun, Xiayou-kun."

"Where's the account?!"

In an instant, the high-level DKs who hooked their shoulders lost their wisdom on their faces.

At the same time, Nuliang Luyi, who was behind him, came over with a knife on his back, and tilted his head slightly when he heard the assistant supervisor's question.

The crystal-clear golden eyes looked suspiciously and curiously at the still warm Wutiao teacher.

"Teacher Wutiao, what is the account?"