Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"Okay! Bring them in quickly!" The voice of the middle-aged man rang again.

Only then did the old housekeeper gently twist the doorknob, and let the four of Zhuo Yifan into the room.

After entering the room, Zhuo Yifan's eyes could not help but light up.This study is really a study.It should have an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, surrounded by bookshelves, and all kinds of books are piled up on it.Including bare walls and stone pillars are also covered with oil paintings, giving people a feeling of entering a library.

The roof of the study is designed with a dome, and the patterns carved on it are very delicate and beautiful.It is even more dazzling under the illumination of a large crystal glass lamp in the center.

In the center of the study, there are also two rows of bookshelves.A middle-aged man was standing up from a round desk, and greeted the four people who had just walked in.

Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but start to look carefully.

The person in front of him is undoubtedly Adolf.He is about 50 years old, but he maintains a good figure and is full of youthful vigor.Of course, although there is a faint smile on his face, it still gives people a very majestic feeling.Probably this is called the aura of the superior!

In fact, if Zhuo Yifan's aura radiated out, few people would be able to withstand it!

"Leiman, you did a great job! You finally brought me here!" Adolf praised Lehman realistically, and then looked at Zhuo Yifan with a smile and said, "My friend from the East, it's a pleasure to meet you." You! Even though it was the first time we met, you still gave me the feeling of meeting an old friend!"

As Adolf said, he stretched out his hand.Zhuo Yifan naturally reached out and grabbed Adolf.

Regarding Adolf's words, Lehman was naturally very happy and flattered.But Zhuo Yifan was a little confused.The meaning in Adolf's words seems to be that he is like an old friend of his.Who will this old man be?

"Mr. Adolf, hello! Since I'm at your home, I'll just call you Mr., I hope you don't mind! Compared with the title of chief, isn't it more friendly to call you this way?" Zhuo Yifan also hurriedly called He said hello.

"Very good! You can call me whatever you want, I don't mind." Adolf laughed without caring at all.

"Thank you, Mr. Adolf! But I'm curious, whether Mr. Adolf knows any of my relatives?" Zhuo Yifan smiled and nodded, then asked suspiciously.

Adolf did not answer Zhuo Yifan right away, but looked at Qingyan and the angel behind Zhuo Yifan, and asked with a smile: "I'd better call you Yifan. Although it makes me uncomfortable to pronounce your Chinese names I am used to it, but I still want to hear you introduce these two beauties to me!"

Zhuo Yifan quickly introduced Qingyan and Angel to Adolf, and added with a smile: "I came to bl this time to help Angel find her mother!"

"Is it really just like that?" Adolf chuckled noncommittally, two rays of light radiated from his eyes, as if he had seen Zhuo Yifan thoroughly.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help being startled, he was a little dumbfounded by the sudden appearance.He couldn't tell what was going on with the aura that Adolf erupted in an instant.But that power is obviously something he can feel, but it is completely different from the aura possessed by the Chinese people who have cultivated to a certain level.Is this what the western world calls supernatural powers?Or spiritual power?