Wang Qimin waved his hand and said, "How can we know what others think?"
"You have to think about it." Gong Hu asked slyly, squintingly like a fox, "To be honest, do you have any inheritance of tricks in your hands? Maybe your fellow disciple is also thinking about this problem.
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Wang Qimin smiled and said, "The inheritance of tricks is originally a fabricated thing and does not exist at all."
"Okay, I don't want to say it's over." Although Gong Hu didn't believe it, he was too lazy to ask again, saying, "Old Wang, are you interested? Let's go to the capital and secretly check Su Chunfeng?"
"Don't go."
"If you want to say that, it's almost winter vacation. When Su Chunfeng comes back, we will meet him. After hiding it for so long, we have to give us an explanation."
"He doesn't owe us, why bother?"
"Why don't you owe it?" Gong Hu glared and said, "If he had said he was a warlock earlier, who would have begged him to be his disciple? I couldn't help but want to attack him and force him to do this little bastard.
Master stood up and drew a way for me! Why did he still have one move in the battle between Yangjia Town and want to trick me into letting the tiger back to the mountain?"
Wang Qimin was so amused that he waved his hand and stopped talking.
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Capital.
As the saying goes, you can't die if you worry, so even though Su Chunfeng knew about his identity leak, he relaxed his mind after his initial nervous thinking. He thought carefully about what to do in the future, and continued to live his campus life as if nothing had happened.
The next day, we went to Normal University to look for Wang Haifei, and then went to the Film Academy to find Zhang Lifei. The three of them played happily for a day and made an appointment to go home together after the winter vacation.
In the blink of an eye, the winter vacation is approaching.
The final exam scores have already come down, and Su Chunfeng's scores are average in the class. However, the students in the marketing department have relatively average grades and the gap is not big, so there is no good or bad. As for the phenomenon of failing the subject, it is all
There is no case in the class of elite students.
It was past seven o'clock that night.
After dinner, Su Chunfeng greeted his roommates and said he wanted to go to the Foreign Languages College to participate in an event at the English Corner Club, and then rode his bicycle to go there alone. Tonight, the English Corner Club did have activities, and he invited them.
The students from a great club that also focuses on studying English at Huaqing University next door exchanged experiences with each other.
But Su Chunfeng did not really want to participate in this event, but went to the history department to listen to a history lecture - a party initiated by the Kyoto University Student Warlocks Temporary Association in the name of the lecture.
The process is basically the same as last time. The young teacher gave them more than an hour of history lessons seriously, and then after class, after the unrelated people left, Luo Tonghua entered the classroom and told the students that "the art of being submerged in history"
", explain in detail how prosperous some schools of magic were once, why they gradually declined until they disappeared, and even a huge and prosperous sect suddenly disappeared mysteriously...
The students listened very seriously.
In this class, Luo Tonghua also mentioned tricks!
When he mentioned tricks, all the student sorcerers showed expectations and excitement in their eyes. Su Chunfeng knew that these sorcerers must have been taught by elders or masters at home since childhood and knew tricks.
It is the most evil technique in the world. The inheritors of tricks are unforgivable. Everyone in the Qimen River can punish him! Therefore, they are quite interested in such a mysterious and evil existence.
Unfortunately, Luo Tonghua did not elaborate on the origin of the trick, nor did he tell the story of many major events related to tricks in the history of Qimen River and Lake. He simply said: "The tricks are so evil, and the inheritors of tricks are cunning.
Like a fox, hidden in the world like sand and dust. Although there has never been any incident in which the inheritor of the trick has caused trouble in the past hundred years, no one can be sure whether the inheritor of the trick has disappeared..."
The students all showed regrets and whispered in hopes of meeting a inheritor of tricks. If they met, they would definitely take action to eliminate harm to the world and mankind, etc.
Yuan Lang, who was sitting next to Su Chunfeng, came over and whispered: "These people are not afraid of the wind blowing their tongues. If they really encounter the inheritor of tricks, they will probably only be able to die if they tied them together."
"It's not the case?" Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "The inheritors of tricks are just evil. Besides, there are many people and powerful people, and the inheritors of tricks have been very rare since ancient times."
"No, my grandfather said, someone from my ancestors had fought with the inheritor of the trick. Within the same realm, the inheritor of the trick can completely crush the opponent and fight ten! Even the inheritor of the trick can also achieve a level of attack.
Kill the sorcerer." Yuan Lang said carefully: "My ancestors fought with the inheritor of the trick during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, so I guess that in this world, there is a high possibility that the inheritor of the trick still exists."
Su Chunfeng refused to comment and asked curiously: "Your ancestors fought with the inheritor of tricks, did you lose or win in the end?"
"I lost, alas." Yuan Lang said: "And the three of them joined forces, but they lost miserably. However, the inheritor of the trick is not as evil as the legendary one, and he did not kill him after winning."
Su Chunfeng pretended to be surprised and whispered in a kind manner: "Don't say this, it will arouse public anger."
"My grandpa said the same."
"Then you still tell me?"
Yuan Lang shrank his neck and said, "Okay, I admit that I'm for vanity, so I can't help but brag. At least our ancestors have fought with the inheritor of the trick."
Su Chunfeng shook his head with a smile.
After the lecture, Luo Tonghua, like last time, did not talk about ideological and political education in the whole lecture. But Su Chunfeng could hear that Luo Tonghua had already instilled the thoughts he was focusing on expressing in the process of seemingly telling history.
In the minds of these college students and sorcerers - for example, magic has not been absolutely powerful since ancient times, and no matter how powerful the magic is, if you cross the red line, you will be killed by people in the mountain gate, or even
It is the powerful state machine that cruelly crushes and completely disappears in the long river of history.
Even every student here knew the main purpose of Luo Tonghua's lecture, but it was inevitable that it would be affected slightly and had a profound impact...
Song Ciwen, Gu Bo and Lu Weiyang accompanied Luo Tonghua out.
The other students in the classroom also stood up one after another.
At this time, Luo Tonghua, who had walked to the door, suddenly turned around, waved with a calm and calm expression and said, "Su Chunfeng, come here, I have something to talk to you."
In the slightly noisy classroom, it became quiet in an instant.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Su Chunfeng.
Su Chunfeng was a little puzzled. What did Luo Tonghua talk to me about? He didn't answer, but just nodded, walked out calmly with a notebook and pen, while thinking in his heart that he was amused and crying - wasn't it just Luo Tonghua asked me to talk?
Are these student warlocks in the classroom so surprised that they were silent? Moreover, Gu Bo and Goldman Sachs even showed a look of jealousy in their eyes.
After calling Su Chunfeng outside, Luo Tonghua did not take him to the office, but walked on the secluded path in the quiet and cold campus.
Su Chunfeng guessed that people like Luo Tonghua probably don’t even have an office on the campus of Peking University?
When he walked to the path with snow-covered trees and vegetation on both sides, Luo Tonghua spoke and praised lightly: "Su Chunfeng, you have good character and are low-key and humble..."
"Thank you Professor Luo for the compliment."
Luo Tonghua was stunned for a moment, and blamed with a smile: "You can't wait for me to finish my words? Maybe I'll say 'but' next?"
Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "You are criticizing."
"What?" Luo Tonghua stopped looking at Su Chunfeng and walked forward slowly, saying lightly: "Is there any resistance in my heart to call you out to talk to me?"
"Yes."
Luo Tonghua nodded, and said, "When I looked for Zongmeng two years ago, he was the same. But you are very different from him. Zongmeng is introverted and arrogant, and he is dedicated to learning and practicing magic. He not only rejects him.
Student Warlock, other ordinary classmates, have almost no friends. Although you don’t seem to want to have too much contact with Student Warlock, your attitude is obviously gentle, and you have many friends in school.”
Su Chunfeng lowered his head, without interrupting, thinking about what Luo Tonghua wanted to say.
"So I want..." Luo Tonghua stopped talking, stopped, raised his hand and casually pulled a short pine branch, blowing away the falling snow on it, then said kindly: "Focus on cultivating you, do it
President of the IKU Student Warlock Interim Association.”
Su Chunfeng frowned slightly and refused directly: "Sorry, I don't want to do it."
"Don't rush to refuse." Luo Tonghua smiled and said, "I know what you are worried about, but there is no need to. The school is the school, and the world is just the world, and it has nothing to do with the so-called official. Moreover, this is beneficial to you,
It can bring great help to your future entry into society. Think about it, you have no deep family and inherited background, but have made so many elite disciples from Qimen families across the country.
Zhang Qiangxin’s network of personal connections is enough to help you avoid being bullied in the future society and the world, and everything will be successful, and it will also be enough to revitalize your sect and even become the founder of a magic family in history!”
Su Chunfeng's heart trembled.
The future depicted by Luo Tonghua is undoubtedly a huge temptation for any warlock.
Su Chunfeng knew that he was the inheritor of tricks, so he would not expect to revitalize the sect and form a magic family that could have a long history.
But he thought of the embarrassing position of himself and his master in the Qimen River and the later death. Also, when he was in the Qimen River and the River in the previous life, he was like a poor frog in the well.
Many powerful families in the Qimen River and Lake were all sneering at him as if they were watching a monkey.
"Why choose me?" Su Chunfeng said in a indifferent tone: "I still understand the truth that wood is so beautiful that forest wind will destroy it. Being the so-called president may not necessarily bring me the greatest success as you said
The endless benefits of lifelong enjoyment will, on the contrary, attract others' jealousy and rejection. What's more, I didn't want to have too much contact with the warlock, so why bother to cause trouble?”