Xu Yi is not an enlightened monk, a sainted Buddha Ancestor, he also has seven emotions Six Desires and an uncontrollable temper.
But once negative emotions make him about to make a wrong judgment, he can often brake in time. This is the role of reflection.
Until now, he still had not found a way to break the crisis at hand, but his mind was at peace.
He warned himself in his heart that he might as well use this as a pass to temper his character.
If you don't have the courage to cross even this little hurdle, and you don't have the means to cross it, how can you talk about competing on the high road?
Xu Yi calmed down and calmly participated in the arduous paperwork work.
For more than ten days in a row, I did not leave Hall No. 7 for food and accommodation.
It was not until the eleventh day that the arrangement was completed and Xu Yi was saying goodbye and leaving, the dark-faced middle-aged man who had scolded him walked up to him and whispered to him, "You are a good boy, really good. With such a kind-heartedness, even I can't help but cherish your talent. I advise you. In other words, if you are under the eaves, you might as well lower your head. I don't know who you have offended, but it is definitely not an ordinary person. That kind of big person will not really know Zheng Yi like a small person like you. If you lower your head, he will raise his hand, you will pass."
"Thank you, I'll note it down."
Xu Yi thanked him softly and left.
When he returned to Dormitory 137, he immediately caused a sensation. Not only Tie Dagang and others rushed out to catch him in the yard, but also several other students in the same room came.
"I said to the head of the dormitory, what are you doing here? We have been here for more than ten days, and we have had three periods of general classes and two periods of experiments, and you have fallen behind in both. What the hell is this big deal? Besides, why did you get called in? What kind of skills do you have?"
When it comes to speaking quickly, no one can beat Jiang Fei.
Xu Yi waved his hand, pretending to be mysterious, "Don't say it, don't say it. You don't have to worry about me. Everything is fine with me. Thank you all classmates Gao Yi."
After saying that, he went straight into the room.
He's so enigmatic that it's hard for others to ask questions.
Only then did Dormitory 137 crowd around them disappear, and four people, Tie Dagang, Jiang Fei, Duan Tiandai, and Meng Wanzhou, squeezed into Xu Yi's room.
Just when Jiang Fei was about to speak, Xu Yi waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, I have been blessed by fate, and good things will come to me soon. I will naturally say what I should say when I should, and don't make it difficult for me to say what I shouldn't."
Jiang Fei's tongue suddenly became knotted, Duan Tiandai said, "Never mind, we are just concerned and don't mean to gossip at all. As long as you are good to the dormitory leader. However, dormitory leader, you can't keep this secret for too long. You have to take over. Give me a time limit."
He said he didn't gossip, but in fact, the spirit of gossip in his heart was already raging.
He finished his words. Because several people arrived suddenly and did not close the door, the barrier had no effect. The shouts from outside suddenly came in, "Great news, Mr. Vice-Dean will personally give us a laboratory class tomorrow!"
"What, ah ah..."
Jiang Fei let out a shrill howl.
Duan Tiandai also had a red face and kept whistling.
The exclamations coming from outside the door continued for a long time.
Xu Yi's heart was like a sea, and he was secretly angry, "You have gone too far to deceive others, is it over?"
The next morning, when class time was about to come, Xu Yi arrived at the door of Room Thirty-Six Ming Hall, and couldn't help but look up at the number plate in front of the door.
"It's Room Thirty-Six, what is this?"
While he was wondering, several people squeezed past him, yelling at him not to block the way.
Jiang Fei rushed forward, dragged him in, squeezed through the crowd, and sat down behind a desk.
At this moment, the Room Thirty-Six Ming Hall was already overcrowded. The Ming Hall, which usually accommodates 80 people, was crowded with more than 500 people.
In the bright hall, there was a lot of noise and noise. Everyone was talking about Vice Dean Xuan. They even complained about the injustice and complained about why Vice Dean Xuan only came to teach at Room Thirty-Six. It was so unfair.
Several people from Dormitory 137 were also discussing the grand occasion in front of them enthusiastically.
Suddenly, a Black-clothed Supervisor walked into the bright hall and said loudly, "Just listen and shout. If you dare to shout, you will all be driven out."
Black-clothed Supervisor This incident occurred, and the scene was silent for a moment.
Not long after, a graceful figure appeared at the door, like a beautiful picture, Tingting floated in.
She is dressed in white, and her tall body is perfectly outlined by her graceful curves.
The handsome and picturesque jade face, without any expression, is filled with a lot of coldness, and it is simply bright and beautiful.
Maybe beauties really need to be foiled, not only as a negative foil for ugly women, but also as a side foil to the atmosphere, and the effect is also excellent.
There were countless low voices in the audience, as well as Jiang Fei's drool hanging on the desk, making Xu Yi couldn't help but feel that this crazy woman was indeed very beautiful and very entertaining to the eyes when she wasn't crazy.
The surprise flashed through my heart, and Xu Yi just wanted to learn a lesson.
Speaking of which, he was also sad and angry. It had been more than ten days since school started, but he had not attended a single serious class.
"There are many students here, please keep quiet. Today I will teach you the basic solution for separating the three medicinal properties of He Ye Fruit."
Vice Dean Xuan just stepped onto the podium and started teaching. As she spoke, the fire on the podium had been ignited by her, and a miscellaneous stove rose from the cracked gap.
"I need a classmate to help me complete the basic steps. I don't know who is willing."
Vice Dean Xuan held a He Ye Fruit plant and looked at the audience coldly.
Her glance was as if a giant bomb had been dropped on the scene.
A crowd of male cultivators came like a tide, their long arms raised high like a forest.
"That classmate, that classmate, stand up!"
The Vice Dean Xuan fiber finger is drawn diagonally, pointing in the direction of Dormitory 137.
"Me, me?"
Jiang Fei was so anxious that he wanted to jump up, but was held down by Duan Tiandai. He stood up first, but when he saw a graceful smile, he started to walk forward.
"It's not you, it's not you, that classmate among you."
Vice Dean Xuan's voice was cold, and instantly, everyone in the audience looked towards Xu Yi.
Ever since he heard that the crazy woman was coming to Room Thirty-Six for class, Xu Yi knew with his toes that she was coming for him, but even if he wanted to find trouble, he still wanted to face the storm that he was destined to be unable to escape after listening to a class.
Who would have known that before this lesson even started, a violent storm would come first.
Xu Yi stared straight at Vice Dean Xuan, accurately capturing the flash of amusement in those beautiful eyes.
"Ah, how could it be Xu Meimei? How could it be him? Did fortune turn?"
Among the countless low voices, this sentence alone stung Xu Yi's eardrums.
He looked towards Meng Wanzhou. At this moment, among the Dormitory 137 people, he was the only one who could still remain calm.
Meng Wanzhou understood and quickly told him in a low voice that because he could not attend class for more than ten days in a row, he was considered the most unlucky person in Room Thirty-Six. The good guys gave him this nickname indiscriminately.