My fiancé is a cultivator

For the next half class, Ji Yuze basically didn't listen to anything.Of course, even if he hadn't encountered this incident, he couldn't remember what Qiushuang really said.

It's just that he won't be as entangled as he is now.

Master Qiushuang seemed to have some sympathy for him, seeing that he didn't listen well and didn't educate him, instead he came over to comfort him after class, "People in the Punishment Department can't just do anything to the insiders, let alone you just Freshmen who are starting to practice, don’t be afraid, if you are really wronged, go to the class teacher and counselor.”

Ji Yuze nodded, although he didn't understand the teacher's class, but the teacher is a good person.

Immediately after, Xu Jingyang also came. As a know-it-all, he had naturally inquired about the Department of Punishment.

It's just that there is too little news about this department. Most ordinary disciples cover their ears and hide away when they hear the word "Shen Punishment Division".I only know that people from this place are very low-key, and those who can become commanders are not only strong in strength, but also famous for their inhumanity.

If disciples really make mistakes, not to mention brothers and sisters, even masters and masters can still catch them.Because once they appear as commanders, these people are no longer ordinary disciples, but represent the laws of the Zixiao sect.

Ji Yuze didn't expect Wen Yu's background to be so powerful, and trembling all the way to the office, he tossed and thought several excuses in his mind, trying to figure out which one to use to get Wen Yu to let him go.

The commander's office was at the innermost part of the corridor, and there were no teachers or students in a radius of ten meters. He stood at the door, swallowed, and carefully knocked on the door three times.

In the next second, two cold words came from the door, "Come in."

He silently opened the door and glanced inside.The whole room looked more spacious than the head teacher's office he passed by. Near the window was a large desk and a very high-end office chair. On the right was a solid wood bookcase with four doors, and on the left was a There is a long sofa and a crystal coffee table, and there is an inconspicuous side door in the corner, which should be a lounge.

Wen Yu sat on the office chair with his legs crossed, holding an ancient book in his hand, his fingers on the dark pages became more and more white as jade, he raised his head and pointed to the sofa with his chin, "Sit."

Seeing Wen Yu with a bit of laziness like this, Ji Yuze quietly let go of his heart, almost rubbing his hands, and slowly moved to the sofa, sitting on the side farthest from Wen Yu.

Then Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, "Why are you sitting so far away?"

Ji Yuze quickly changed places to sit.

Wen Yu was satisfied now.He put down the book in his hand and put his face on his hands, "What happened in class today? I remember you promised me yesterday that you would listen carefully?"

Ji Yuze explained dryly, "You have to know that thinking and doing are two completely different things. Although subjective initiative is very important, objective conditions must also be considered."

Wen Yu pushed back the chair and stood up straight away.The Commander's clothes are neat and strong, with narrow sleeves on the upper body and a waist, and matching boots underneath.

The soles of the boots were made of some kind of spirit animal tendon, and they made a dull sound when they stepped on the ground.

Step by step, as if walking on Ji Yuze's heart.

His heart was beating like thunder almost instantly, he just lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Wen Yu.

It seemed like a long time, but actually it was only a few seconds, Wen Yu stood in front of him.Ji Yuze only felt that he was surrounded by a shadow, and Wen Yu's voice came from above, "Which objective condition is not good?"

Ji Yuze was taken aback, he thought Wen Yu was coming to clean him up, but he just asked a question.But he also knew that if the answer was not good, Wen Yu was unlikely to let him go, so he could only scratch his head and think of a reason, "Eh... I am a liberal arts student, and I don't understand science."

The person standing in front of him didn't speak or move.Ji Yuze waited anxiously for Wen Yu's reaction.

Fortunately, after a while, Wen Yu finally left the original place.

... and sat down beside him.

grass!The pressure is even greater!

Wen Yu didn't seem to feel the strange atmosphere between the two of them, he swaggered and put his arms on the back of the sofa.He himself has the arms of a wasp and the waist of a wasp. In this way, it seems to be holding Ji Yuze's shoulders.

His tone was not bad, "Since this is the case, there just happens to be a literary class this afternoon. You can listen to it." He even explained a few words for Ji Yuze in a good mood, "Although Zixiaozong regards the Eight Great Peaks as the foundation, but due to the huge size of the sect, there are many other ways of cultivation. Wenxiu is one of them, and there are also painting and agriculture. Different ways of entering the Tao have different cultivation methods. The saint said that there are three thousand ways of cultivation. There are also many different ways.”

Ji Yuze was ready to be punished before he came to the office. Unexpectedly, since he entered this room, Wen Yu didn't mention the punishment for him, and now he even gave him relevant courses in the outer courtyard.His current mood is as if he thought he would fail a course, but was told that the teacher let him let his final grades fly low.

What is life from a desperate situation?This is!

Ji Yuze secretly delighted: "Then can I not listen to similar courses in the future?"

"Of course not!" Wen Yu turned his head and glared at him, and said angrily, "What about your final exam? You can't get good grades in partial subjects."

Hearing what Wen Yu said, Ji Yuze was just a little disappointed, not surprised.After all, Wen Yu has always regarded grades as very important, not to mention that he is now the dean of teaching, so he will definitely pay close attention to his studies.

So, even if he didn't understand the teacher's class, he still couldn't give up in the final exam. What's the difference between this and reprieve?

At this moment, more than half of the joy of escape from death immediately dissipated, and he lowered his head a little dejectedly, "Okay. It's almost time for class, so I'll go first?"

Wen Yu nodded, "Remember to listen carefully, I will patrol the corridor."

Ji Yuze twitched the corner of his mouth. When he was in school, what he hated the most was the dean who was in charge of discipline, and it is the same now!

He didn't stay in Wen Yu's office for a long time, but when he returned to the classroom, the new teacher had already started giving lectures.

He could only bite the bullet and walk back to his seat under the gaze of his teachers and classmates.

The teacher this time is a Danxiu, and he directly told everyone the range of questions for the final exam in the first class - a whole book of "A Collection of Pills Applicable to Monks in the Qi Refining Period (Yellow Level)".

The textbooks Zixiaozong distributes to new students are all in the form of jade slips, which are easy to carry around and do not take up space. This is also the most widely read method in the cultivation world.

Ji Yuze casually dug out the book the teacher said, and first took a look at the total number of words: 544 million.He silently stuffed the jade slips back into the storage bag. The scope of the exam was more than the number of words in "Dou Po XX".

Looking at the teacher on the podium with a gentle smile on his face, he really couldn't restrain the urge to complain in his heart, and took out Yunjue.

I don't want his private chat to be poked by Xu Jingyang during this period of time, and dozens of messages popped up as soon as he opened it.

Xu Jingyang: Yuze, you haven't been cleaned up, have you? !

Ji Yuze looked confused, is being forced to study count as cleaning up?

He replied: ...not bad.

I don't know what Xu Jingyang was imagining over there, the next message was sent after a while: Brother, you have suffered!

Although he felt that what Xu Jingyang thought was definitely not the same as what happened to him, but in order to comfort his friend, he still replied: No hard work!By the way, shall we have lunch together?

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