Ding Yu smiled and said nothing.

The dormitory director himself wanted to find a snake to scare the ugly girl. It was not what she said. Everyone could testify to her. She just kindly reminded her to be careful of snakes and insects.

She turned around and glanced at Qin Xin again.

But his eyes stayed on Jing Zhichen for a while: Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, I wonder if you are still interested in the ugly woman who was bitten by a snake and lost all her spiritual power?

No matter how blind a man is, he will not revolve around a useless waste woman, right?

The first lesson of this class is a big class that lasts for a full two hours and does not end until noon.

After arduous practice, most students have mastered the tricks of moving objects through thoughts.

The only difference is that the distance and near movement are moving.

Jing Zhichen was the first in the class, the best half meter in the class.

Most of the others stay within ten centimeters.

And a small number of people who do not master the idea of ​​moving objects... are Qin Xin alone!

She was consistent, from the beginning to the end of class, the chalk in front of her remained motionless.

No matter what method was used, she could feel the spiritual power in her body surging, but she just couldn't pour out from her fingertips.

So, she was decisively kept in the church.

Jing Zhichen wanted to stay with her, but was rejected by the instructor: "Young Master Jing, I know you want to help her, but letting her understand it quietly alone may be better for her."

Soon, the classroom was empty, leaving Qin Xin alone, and the tutor who was dozing off after eating a boxed lunch outdoor.

Qin Xin continued to practice tirelessly.

Interestingly, this is the first time in her life. She really got a zero-point class test. It feels quite fresh. Compared to Lan Qingxin's last class, it feels different.

Well, why can't you move?

Why...what...what?

Xiao Dongju volunteered anxiously in her ear: "Master, let me take action, let me do it, I promise to let that broken chalk fly out of the sky!"

Qin Xin: "...No, I'll try again."

If she could use petals to lift the chalk to move, of course she didn't even need to practice. Xiao Dongju made it well.

But the problem is that the tutor assigned a topic to use his own spiritual power and mind to move things.

Her spiritual power seemed to be trapped and could not be used.

She can communicate with Dongju and direct Dongju to move, but how can she exert her own spiritual power?

What she really wants to experiment with is this.

She never tires about using the excitement of the academic master who finally encountered an unsolved problem and studied it...

until……

The tutor who was dozing off outside the door couldn't hold back and sat on the ground, snatching a big bag on his forehead. When he screamed, Qin Xin coughed: "That, tutor, I can do it."

The instructor rubbed his forehead and bitterly said face: "Really? Is it okay? Oh, that's great!"

The first time in this life, I was embarrassed to stay in class for a student, but I was so unlucky.

Qin Xin nodded, moved his fingertips slightly, and the spells poured out.

The next second, the chalk flew out ten meters!

The instructor staggered and rubbed his eyes: "I, I am not right, am I?"

Qin Xin curled her lips: "Can you hand in your homework?"

Tutor: "Cococo, that's great! Damn it turns out that geniuses are also very talented..."

Qin Xin held back her laughter and walked out of the classroom.

Xiao Dongju shrank her neck: "Master, I'm sorry, I just exerted my force and didn't stop it. It flew too far, which scared the old man so badly."

Qin Xin: "It's okay. He will think he's dazzled."

The first time I took the initiative in my life, it was because I didn’t want such an old tutor to doze off in the corridor so pitiful.
Chapter completed!