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Song Shuhang's ability to learn has risen wildly since he began to repair the real life. In the classroom, what the professor says, he understands when he understands it, he can understand it quickly, and he holds it in his head.

Learning became a very easy thing for him. Sometimes he can do both.

While listening to the teacher lecture in the classroom, he gathered his spirit and began to practice "True Me Meditation" to strengthen his spiritual strength.

If he is not afraid to be disturbed by others, he can even practice "Thirty-three Beasts Innate Qi Gong" for a while, one lesson, just enough to run the real Qi in physical ability for a week. Beautiful.

The lesson ended quickly, entering the classroom break.

Song Shuhang and his roommates talked in the north and south.

They talk about things that are scattered, they talk about recent news, they talk about recent hot games, they love to watch novel dramas. You can also talk about some recent creative troubles in Gao.

Talking, two teenagers came in at the door of the classroom.

“Hello, is Mr. Song here?” One of the teenagers asked.

The two teenagers, both lips and teeth white, looked handsome. They look about fifteen or sixteen years old and have delicate skin that is better than the skin of a girl. Both teenagers had long hair, one with ponytail and the other with a bun head over their heads.

The teenager's voice is not loud, but it carries a special audio that everyone in the classroom can hear clearly.

“Looking for you, Book Sailing.” Kocoum pushed Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang looked up at the two teenagers, who hid their breath and looked like ordinary people.

But when you look at their paintings, you know they're practicing. The two teenagers should practice a technique with a specific hidden breath, or a technique with similar functions.

But he doesn't remember these two teenagers?

“Hello, what can I do for you?” Song Shuhang stood up and asked curiously.

“Great, I found you, Mr. Song Qian...” The young man with the bag head was happy, then he and the young man with the ponytail ran to Song Shuhang's side.

Then, the bun head teenager said in a confidential way: “Hello, Senior Song. We are disciples of the ancient lake view, just coming down the mountain to practice. But the audience member said that the magician Taoist Taoist recently mastered a more terrible way of transmitting power, so let us come to the Gangnam region to find you, please stamp us in case of an accident. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Ancient Lake Guan Zhenjun's apprentice, have you come to the door so soon? Remember, it was only in the early morning that we talked about the mayor of Heaven?

And besides Yoshiko Yu, it's the first time he's been called 'Senior', and it always feels weird.

“Senior Song, can you give us a seal now?” The ponytail teenager looked at Song Shuhang with shiny eyes.

Senior Song, what the viewer said - the first saint of the millennium, Senior Song!

It was amazing. For the first time in such close contact with such a big character, the two juvenile brothers had a bit of a nervousness in their hearts and a kind of star hunting stimulus.

When they think of the first saint of the millennium, Senior Superior Song, who will leave a 'holy seal’ for both of them, they have a kind of fan who wants to receive the signature of a star, just as excited.

“Okay." Song Shuhang pulled out the holy seal —— this is something only a monk can see, and people who have not practiced are usually invisible.

“Where are you going to build it?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Senior Song, can you cover your arms?” Baotou's headboy looked forward to it.

“Okay, reach out.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Communication between the two parties is done in a "sound in secret" manner.

In the eyes of others, two red-toothed teenagers went to the door to find Song Shuhang classmates. When they find it, they come up happy again, as if fans were happy to see the stars.

Then, Song Shuhang and the two teenagers glanced at each other and said nothing.

The scene is particularly bizarre.

Are you a fan of Song Shuhang?

After all, Song Shuhang also played a movie, still acting as Brother Gao Sheng.

Shit, yeah, Brother Gao Sheng has to die.

Strange. You can't remember anything lately? There seemed to be an invisible force, just like the notion of 'ascending brother must die’ in their minds.

In the meantime, only two teenagers were seen lifting their sleeves, revealing white and tender arms that were equally enviable to girls.

Then, Song Shuhang seemed to grab a thing and cover the arms of the two teenagers.

Then the two lovely teenagers smiled with joy.

That's weird!

Song Shuhang now has much improved his mastery of the Holy Seal. So the previous poems, Xiaocai and A XVI, when they were sealed by him, were not directly covered like the original tree demons.

The Sacred Seal gently pressed the arms of the two teenagers, leaving the Sacred Seal of 'Big Song’ behind.

Two little monks with ancient lake views feel only cold on their arms. Thereafter, there was an implicit connection between the two of them and their predecessors. This is an ’energy channel' through which Jusong seniors are able to transmit their magic in isolation.

“Thank you, Mr. Song Qiang...” Baotou head teenager and ponytail teenager, bent over and sailed for Song Shu.

“You're welcome.” Song Shuhang retracted the seal and waved his hand.

“Goodbye, Mr. Song.” The two teenagers laughed happily and got up and left Song Shuhang's classroom.

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After the two teenagers left, Song Shuhang rubbed his temple.

It always felt like there was going to be a big wave of monks coming up and stamping him. They can't all come to school, otherwise one monk after another will come to the school to seal his seal, which will affect his life.

Later, go to the group "Jiuzhou No. 1" and remind the seniors. If stamped, put it in the evening, place it in the pharmacist's building. By then, when he returns from school, the stamp will be unified.

Ko: “Book sailing, what happened to these two teenagers just now? ”

“A friend's descendant came to me for an autograph.” Song Shuhang sighed.

“Want your autograph? Have you seen The Battle of the Last Law?” Tuborg winks: “So I'll sign for Mao? ”

He's an important character in the play, too.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Perhaps it's Tubor. Your presence in the play is insufficient?” Song Shuhang laughed.

“You just stretched your hand over their arms and you signed it?” Yang De is curious.

“I stamped them with a seal, that's it. You didn't see it because of the angle.” Song Shuhang turned his hand around, opened the 'Holy Seal’, gave three friends a glance, and then closed the seal.

“The descendants of your friends, that's interesting. Just put a seal on it and you'll be satisfied.” Gao said with a smile.

In the talking room, another tiny figure came in at the door.

“Hello, is Song here?” The crisp voice rang out and the voice was sweet.

“Book Sailing, looking for you again?” Gao a certain way.

Song Shuhang turned his head and found a 16-7-year-old girl standing in front of the door, her eyes bright and dark, sweeping the classroom.

“Hello, are you looking for me too?” Song Shuhang raised his hand and asked.

After the little girl saw Song Shuhang, her eyes suddenly lit. She ran happily to Song Shuhang: “Finally found you! Brother Song. ”

“Ha ha.” Song Shuhang smiled gently. What kind of disciple came to him to seal his seal? It looks like a normal person, but it should be hiding its own breath again.

“Which disciple are you?” Song Shuhang asked in a confidential manner.

“Which disciple? Hee-hee, Bean House.” The little girl was happy.

Shit, even this bean guy's got a seal on him?

His seal business is on fire.

“Where to build it?” Song Shuhang took out his holy seal and asked.

“To where? I don't know, but whatever.” The little girl smiled sweetly.

“Okay, reach out.” Song Shu Hangdao.

The little girl accidentally reached out to Song Shuhang.

Her fingers are long and she looks clever. She was wearing short sleeves and had soft little arms as soon as she reached out.

Song Shuhang reached up and lifted the seal of the Holy Seal. ‘Pfft ~’ put a seal on her arm.

“Okay, done.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Little girl: “!!! ”

She blushed, and just now she sensed that Song Shuhang reached out and pressed her arm in vain, and then it seemed like an ice-cold thing was covered in her hand.

Invisible, she felt it was a seal. She glanced at it and saw a beautiful, quaint pattern.

There are two equally archaic texts on them - Big Song.

“Big Song, what a strange name. Hee-hee, beans. Your new nickname?” The little girl giggled.

Song Shuhang: “Huh? ”

Something's wrong with Thelma.

This little girl just said, "Beans, your new nickname."

Why would Mao treat me like a bean?

Wait a minute!

Shit, I might have done another stupid thing.

Song Shuhang reached out and gently pressed on the little girl's arm. Her mental strength hurried.

Hmm…

The little girl is healthy.

And then the little girl, who had never practiced, was a very ordinary, beautiful girl.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky: “Look at the sky...”

It's her.

She's still here.

If he's right, the adorable girl in front of him is his wife Chu Chu, who soaked beans in online games.

Beans, this Chu Chu control, sin. I can't believe this adorable girl ran all the way to Gangnam University City to meet him.

“Chu Chu?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Well, hee hee.” The little girl smiled and said, "Today she dresses completely differently from the internet, without taking the cute wind of online chatting, but the beans still recognize her.

Song Shuhang Fu Yuan.

That's embarrassing.

Who can tell him what he's gonna do next?