Humming a little tune and shaking his pipe, Lao Yao walked to a maroon wooden door in a cheerful rhythm.
Shen Tu Yulei, who was sitting cross-legged on the door, raised his eyelids and glanced at the shiny back, then returned his attention to the cards in his hand.
"Three kings, you can't afford it!"
"Who said you can't afford it, three aces!"
"His grandma's, Double King Boom!" Shen Tu cursed and threw out a pair of big kittens: "You want another one and try it!"
The goalkeeper Yu Lei, who was killed by the bomb, had a gloomy face, stretched out his black shirt, stood up, and shouted to Lao Yao at the top of his voice: "Why did you finish class so quickly today! Are you misleading your disciples?"
The golden-eyed white tiger at his feet raised his head when he heard the sound, opened his mouth lazily, and yawned, revealing two sharp fangs.
"On the first day of school, in the first class, I chatted about some old words." Old Yao took two puffs of his pipe, blew out a thick puff of smoke, covered the white tiger, and then asked: "They are all over get out of class." ?”
Yu Lei used his feet to push away the white tiger that was lying on the ground, squatted next to the door lock, and nodded: "We're all here."
The white tiger grunted dissatisfiedly, climbed up, shook his white fur, and walked away from the portrait with a leisurely pace.
Shen Tu grabbed the cards and shouted on the right side: "Come on, come on, I've already come out! A mistress!"
"The big cat is gone, why are we still playing cards!" Old Yao squinted, knocked the knocker beast with his pipe, and said with a smile: "You can just let this little guy watch the door on weekdays, there is no need to do everything personally!"
The door knocker beast rolled its bronze eyes and chewed the black door knocker that was peeling off paint in its mouth.
"This is the rule!" Yu Lei raised his head, unlocked the door, shook his shoulders at Lao Yao, and hummed: "You old wizards don't understand!"
The maroon wooden door creaked and cracked.
Lao Yao chewed his pipe and did not continue to quarrel with the door god. He pushed open the wooden door and walked in.
Behind the door is a large and spacious room.
The decoration inside the house is extremely weird.
The floor was covered with a black wool carpet. There was no pattern on it, just large patches of thick color.
Four large tapestries hang on the four walls, with background colors of red, white, yellow, and blue. The carpets are woven with complicated images and patterns, which makes people dizzy.
Between the red tapestry and the white tapestry is a huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Two silver-grey floor-to-ceiling curtains were half-covered, blocking most of the bright sunshine outside the window.
This leaves the room with a little less light.
But the golden and red candlestick chandelier on the ceiling makes up for this shortcoming, providing many necessary colors to the room.
In the center of the room is a small, low round table, surrounded by several sets of black leather low-back sofas.
The sofa squats silently on the black carpet, giving it a special invisibility effect.
Several professors in black robes were sitting on the low-backed sofa, holding steaming teacups in their hands, biting each other's ears and talking in low voices.
The elves walked quietly around the room, quietly pouring tea and water for the professors.
When they heard the door open, several people in black robes looked up.
Lao Yao stood at the door, handing the handout to the elf serving next to him.
"What are you so happy about?" A thin, pale professor looked at Lao Yao and asked softly: "I heard that there are some good seedlings in your class, how do you feel?"
"Unexpected!" Old Yao shook his eyebrows exaggeratedly and took the tea from the elf.
"Is it unexpectedly good or unexpectedly bad?" A tall and fat male teacher with rosy cheeks and a huge rosacea laughed loudly: "Or, unexpectedly a troublemaker?"
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The professors sitting around chuckled knowingly, and the dull and gloomy lounge was filled with cheerful air for a moment.
"Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles." Old Yao also laughed. He put the tea cup on the low table, leaned against the black leather sofa, stretched himself comfortably, shook his head and sighed: "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not in good shape."
Ancient!"
"The news has spread throughout the school. A few freshmen from Jiuyou College picked up trouble on the pedestrian street of Beta Town and beat a group of Alpha senior students into disgrace." A short, fat female professor with black curly hair rolled her eyes and hummed: "Listen to those
According to the rumors, it seems that Jiuyou Academy has completely suppressed Alpha!"
"It's not that people's hearts are old, it's that people's hearts are unpredictable." The slender professor shook his head and changed the subject: "What about the two monitors I recommended?"
"It's indeed good." Lao Yao gave a thumbs up and praised: "Professor An also mentioned to me this morning that boy, he performed well in the First Square and is a good prospect."
"Is it too radical for your college to throw so many top students into one class this time?" The tall, fat male professor with red cheeks took a sip of tea, raised his head and asked, "If you do this, it will be difficult for other classes to stand out.
Bar."
"We are all in the same academy. It doesn't matter whether we excel or not." Old Yao smiled casually.
The female professor with curly black hair snorted hard.
"Speaking of getting ahead, Trident Sword was very active in this special plane accident." The male professor with red cheeks held a huge wine glass and shook his head thoughtfully: "This time they forced themselves to join the investigation team.
Got a kick in the middle."
"Who told me that the noodles in the Three-pronged Sword have a pair of good chopsticks?" The female professor with curly black hair mocked, "Didn't you see that our great acting principal, Ms. Shi Hui, agreed to the Three-pronged Sword's proposal in the blink of an eye?"
She spelled the word 'agent' very clearly, for fear that others would ignore it.
But the statement seemed to embarrass other professors.
The lounge fell into silence for a while.
"The new boss of the Three-Chased Sword is her disciple, yes. But we can't say that she has selfish motives." Old Yao smiled bitterly, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Everyone knows that she has a jealous temper. I think that the airline is affiliated with Yue.
The key is to go to Parliament."
"Besides, Robert is also the new director of Trident Sword. Don't always call him Noodles. Everyone must look bad."
The female professor had a straight face, snorted and said nothing.
"Principal Shi hasn't been in the office lately. Has he gone to prison?" The tall, fat rosacea looked at Lao Yao and asked in a loud voice.
"Silence!" several other teachers said repeatedly.
"Hula la la la!" The tall man with rosacea laughed loudly and said in a loud voice: "Why do you need to be so nervous! It doesn't matter at all...could anyone eavesdrop on our conversation?"
"Haha, it doesn't matter!" Lao Yao said with a smile: "There is really no need to be too nervous. It's just that I haven't seen her recently. I don't know the specific situation, but it is always a troublesome matter!"
"She has transferred too many people recently." The slender professor shook his head worriedly: "Just like on this special plane, if those children hadn't worked hard, the consequences would have been disastrous."
"It's unimaginable." The short and fat female professor said with a face and annoyance: "How could the guards make such a big mistake! They actually let a little goblin get into the cabin!"
"Perhaps it has something to do with the special plane?" A professor next to him speculated: "When I used Lianyun Zhou, this situation never happened - the magic text on Lianyun Zhou was engraved with eighty-one layers!"
"The escort was disturbed, so a loophole was taken advantage of." Old Yao still had a smile on his face, but this smile seemed particularly cold.
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Soon, Old Yao shook the Dharma book in his hand, strode out of the lounge, and disappeared into a round door on the wall.
Soon, other professors also left.
The lounge became quiet again.
a long time.
In the corner behind the office door.
A black shadow emerged from the gap in the broom, turned into a black butterfly, and disappeared into the black corridor.
On the small coffee table.
The pile of cigarette ashes knocked down by several professors rose up without any wind, lingered in the dark lounge again and again, turned into a puff of sparks, and disappeared suddenly.