Zheng Liming walked staggeringly and returned from Xinhu Restaurant to his college lounge. When he pushed open the door, he had already outlined the next picture in his mind.

He would step straight through the corridor full of garbage and debris, come to the greasy and wide cushion, fall down on his back, and make the soft cushion with amazing load-bearing ability let out a pleasant moan. Then he would squeeze out the air in the cushion with a bang.

Of course, Zheng Liming knew very well how unbearable his image was to others. He even knew the nicknames given to him by those naughty students.

But he doesn't care at all.

He is a recognized master of magic, and the director of the real power in the academy who is second only to the dean, vice president and several senior mentors. To put it too much, every word and action can affect the development of magic in the Western Continent. Such a position depends on neither appearance nor interpersonal relationships, but real magic attainments.

Therefore, as long as he can continue to study the magic, he doesn't care what others say, and he is even a little happy to accept it.

I like the most that you can't stand me and you just want to lick me in a humble way.

However, when he pushed open the door, he suddenly found a light behind the door!

A sense of crisis that had not been seen for a long time suddenly surged into my heart. Zheng Liming's hair was swelling, his muscles were tight (although he was basically unable to see it) in a trance, as if he had returned to the green years thirty years ago. At that time, he was a handsome young mentor of Feng Shen. He often had to go deep into the wilderness to pick important monster samples, maintaining his dangerous intuition that was almost a savage. He had not yet saved enough points to become a permanent VIP in the fried chicken shop...

There is someone in the room!

However, the next moment, the scene that caught his eye made him suddenly lift it and choke in the middle of the center.

I saw that the dirty and greasy room became as neat as new, the floor was as bright as a mirror, and every corner was spotless. The wrapping paper, chicken leg bones, drink bottles all over the room... those fragments who had named one by one, like pets were all cleaned up!

He sat for a full month (not damaged), and the greasy cushion that had been in love with him for a long time was replaced with a new one. It was a concept flagship model he saw in a furniture store not long ago. It was designed and created by a master. It has stronger load-bearing capacity and improved comfort. It even has the effect of a warming device, but the price is of course at least one zero more than the common styles...

All of this made Zheng Liming fall into a slight panic.

I went to the wrong place?!

When he recalled it in his mind and was sure that he had not walked into the wrong room, his heart was filled with shock and anger.

"Who is it!"

The next moment, a young man with gentle facial features appeared in front of him.

"Director Zheng, sorry for my slander. I wrote to you before, saying that you wanted me to wait here..."

Zheng Liming frowned and recognized that this was the eldest son of the Lu family. He also remembered that when he was just going to the Xinhu Restaurant for an interview, he did receive a letter from the Lu family. Because he was busy pretending to be in front of Qingyue and Bai Xiao, he dealt with it casually. Who would have thought...

"You did all this?"

Zheng Liming pointed at the newly renovated room.

Lu Xun smiled bitterly. Then, a human figure melted from the shadow behind him.

"Sorry for your own decision, but I'm really not used to staying in the pig house, so I helped you clean up."

Seeing the gorgeous woman in black, Zheng Liming's expression changed slightly.

The personal maid of the eldest son of the Lu family is also very famous. Even the domineering and arrogant personality of the old mainland of the Lu family is very tolerant of this young lady, so why did the master come to the door for the sake of the two of them?

"We are here to become a disciple. The young master wants to follow you to practice the devil's path. Please take care of me in the future."

Zheng Liming was shocked when he heard this: "Accused of a disciple? I? Haven't your Lu family always recognized the dean only?"

After saying that, he frowned again: "If you remember correctly, you are still determined to chase Qingyue, so there is no reason to come to me. At the dean's side, isn't it a little closer to the water? He said he wouldn't recruit more disciples, but he would definitely buy the Lu family's face."

Lu Xun smiled bitterly, not knowing how to explain.

Fortunately, he had a very understanding maid.

"The master thought his score in the entrance examination was embarrassing and did not want him to surrender to Dean Zhu. This is what it means to be a chicken head than a cow queen."

Zheng Liming, who was compared to the head of a chicken, was not unhappy. Compared with the Grand Master, he was indeed not on the same level in all aspects, but...

"I am not suitable for the clean-loving young master." Zheng Liming said, and took out a chicken leg from his wide black robe and chewed it twice, then threw it on the ground, leaving a stain on the shiny floor.

Before Lu Xun could speak, he saw a blue vein blooming on Nuonuo's forehead, and then he muttered something.

"I can't beat him, calm down, I can't beat him..."

Lu Xun was quite calm and said, "I don't mind muddy."

Zheng Liming sneered and threw a piece of fried chicken to Lu Xun.

Lu Xun avoided him sideways and did not answer.

"But I will not take the initiative to roll in the mud pond like a porcupine. I will be spared if I use this set of things to test me. I just don't have the arrogance of those so-called genius students."

Zheng Liming looked at Lu Xun: "As the young master of the Lu family, he has no arrogance. No wonder Lu Bieli is dissatisfied with you."

As he said that, he wiped the greasy hands on his robe and said, "But he is sober. With your situation, if you go to the dean's side, his mind will not be on you. With the gap in talent, you can only watch Qingyue throw you farther and farther away..."

While speaking, Lu Xun smiled self-deprecatingly and said softly: "Actually, I don't care how far I will be thrown by Qingyue..."

"Um?"

"I just think that since I am no longer qualified to be called a genius who picks stars, you might as well be down-to-earth. Director Zheng, among all the mentors in Hongshan Academy today, your cultivation is firmly in the top ten, and your talent is probably ranked 100 or even 200 years later. How to catch up with geniuses with a moderate talent? No one will be better at it than you, so I chose you to be my mentor."

Zheng Liming said: "The third place in the entrance examination is not qualified to choose a tutor by himself."

"But the tutor can freely select students, especially as a senior tutor of the director of teaching." Lu Xun said, "Director, my scores are only ranked third in this entrance exam, but at the end of the school year, I want to work hard to win the chief."

Zheng Liming was shocked when he heard this and looked up and down at the young master of the Lu family who was even better than many women.

"For that woman, your temperament has changed a lot."

Lu Xun ignored this sentence and continued: "Director, you have taught in the college for so many years and have brought out many outstanding students, but have you brought out the chief of the school year?"

Zheng Liming seemed to be poked into the wound, and his fat body trembled.

There is indeed not!

But of course this is not because Zheng Liming's teaching level is not up to standard, but because the quality of students is too poor! He has been a tutor for more than 30 years. In the past 30 years, no one in the entrance examination has chosen him to be his tutor. Even the top ten students rarely take the initiative to join him.

Even if the director's authority is occasionally used to receive some students he likes to his disciples, it often takes a few months to disperse. Those big and thick men cried like defiled little girls and cried, hoping to leave Zheng Liming's disciple.

So sometimes Zheng Liming really doesn't understand the young people today.

What did you do when you went to Hongshan Academy? Are you here to study the magic and improve yourself? Or are you arguing with your mentor every day? Please take a bath at least once a month and wash clothes at least once a year? In the era of the origin of the magic, humans are willing to pay for more in order to improve their adaptability to the magic energy and understand the mystery of the magic power. They have tasted the feces of the demons. Why is it a sin to eat some fried chicken now?

Complaints do not help change reality, and today, Zheng Liming has long since no expectation to recruit any decent disciples. In his professional field, his reputation has never been bad. He has a despicable disciple but can achieve average or above. Especially many so-called geniuses who are half a bucket of water have been able to break through the bottleneck with his teaching plan... Zheng Liming is actually quite enjoying that others are forced to admit his skills while pinching their noses.

And now, if there are talents like Lu Xun...

At this moment, Zheng Liming thought of more things.

This year's admission exam is recognized as the world's most brilliant star, the Lu family, Qi family, Yuan family... The heirs of the famous magic family in the Western Continent were admitted in the same year. Judging from the talent of magic, it is far better than any student in the past ten years!

But this so-called brilliant starry sky is not actually in Zheng Liming's eyes. He has seen too many magic priests who are talented but have not achieved success, so...

If we can really fiddle with the Lu family's bloodline, what's the point of being the leader?

Just as Zheng Liming was about to speak, Lu Xun's personal maid spoke.

"I will also accompany him during the time my young master is in the college."

Zheng Liming immediately changed his face: "You..."

"So congratulations to Director Zheng, from now on, you will have a beautiful, caring and housework soft girl to clean you up."

Zheng Liming heard the cerebral blood vessels twitching. In terms of strength, he stabilized the woman's head, but on the other hand...
Chapter completed!