Self-cultivation of Kuaichuan Green Tea

Chapter 238 The Immortal Smuggling to the West (3)

"You..." Her voice was still so soothing, more hesitant than before.

"Hi, professor, I'm here to sign up for the entrance exam for transfer students." Qu Lingyuan tugged at the hem of her skirt nervously.

With her "outlandish outfit", the professor jumped up without being surprised.

As if he didn't hear what she said, the professor continued what she said but didn't finish: "You...your clothes..."

Qu Lingyuan pursed her lips, her expression turned bitter, and she prepared another big show.

I saw her lowering her head while tugging at the hem of her skirt, crying: "I... I don't know where this dress came from. My family is poor. After my parents passed away, I lived alone. This is my mother's clothes..."

The professor was kind-hearted, and upon hearing her misfortune, he immediately stood up from the desk and dragged Qu Lingyuan to the cubicle next to her.

"Honey, don't cry. You have received a lot of strange looks along the way. This is the lounge of my office. There are some old clothes of mine. I think we are similar in shape. If you don't mind Put it on first." The pity on the professor's face made Qu Lingyuan a little shy.

But after thinking about it, she is indeed very poor now, with no money on her body.

The professor took her to the lounge, found two dresses, and went out by himself.

"You change it first, I'll prepare the application form for the entrance examination for you." She had a pleasant face, and closed the door for Qu Lingyuan considerately.

"Okay, thank you professor."

Qu Lingyuan was not used to wearing this kind of clothes, so she walked out of the room a little awkwardly after changing, and was praised by the professor.

The application form was ready, and there were several blank spaces on it, and she needed to fill in basic information such as name and age.

Qu Lingyuan wrote and edited to fill up the form, and handed the form to the professor.

Professor signed at bottom right: Langara.

"Qu... Ling... Yuan...? Your name is really a mouthful. Let's go, this application form needs to be stamped by the dean, and I will go with you." Professor Langara smiled gently, from the seat stand up.

She was about to lead Qu Lingyuan out when suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door.

After yelling to come in, a boy pushed the door open and walked in. Before entering the room, he stood at the door and said loudly: "Professor Langara! Students from the two campuses have clashed. You need to go and have a look now."

Langara was stunned for a second, then hesitantly turned to look at Qu Lingyuan.

Qu Lingyuan smiled and waved her hands: "I'm fine, the professor can go, I can go to the dean to stamp the application form myself."

Langara looked very regretful on his face, handed her the application form, and then left the office with the hurried boy.

The application form in her hand was kraft paper, which was very thick to the touch. Qu Lingyuan didn't expect that it would be so easy to get the application form. She even bought a piece of clothing for nothing and happily walked to the dean's office.

dong dong dong-

She knocked politely again.

"Come in."

This time, a low and steady male voice sounded from inside the door, so good to hear that it can make people stunned.

Qu Lingyuan held the handle of the dark brown carved wooden door, pushed the door open and entered the room.

"Dean, you..."

Looking up, a man was leaning back on the chair with his straight and slender legs resting on the table, holding an unknown book in his hand, with a lazy and casual posture.

His skin was extremely fair without a trace of blood, and his black hair was like thick ink sprinkled on white paper, setting off his handsome face that defied the gods.Squinting to look over, the pure red pupils make the fingertips feel cold.

"This is... the male lead, right?" Qu Lingyuan asked Yi Ling silently, swallowing her saliva.

"Well, you guessed right." Yi Ling nodded.

Before Qu Lingyuan could speak, Troy chuckled and threatened: "Human, you better not stare at me like this..."

His voice was quite gentle, and he didn't know why it sounded so creepy. When he opened his mouth to speak, his pair of fangs were exposed, which looked very sharp.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Qu Lingyuan lowered her head in a panic, clutching her chest uncontrollably, her heart beating wildly inside.

Fortunately, the other party just glanced at her and then looked away, otherwise she might be sucked into those blood-red eyes.

"Tell me, what's the matter. My mother is not here, I have the final say." Troy put his eyes on the book, and his tone was full of carelessness.

"I'm here to stamp the application form..." Qu Lingyuan's voice was very low, just enough to be heard.

She hesitated and moved closer, lowering her eyebrows and obediently putting the application form on the table.

Troy looked up at her again, with a wicked smile on his lips.

The transfer students this time are quite pretty, although they are a bit dumbfounded, they are not as annoying as those nympho.

He opened the drawer and took out a bronze metal seal from inside. After spilling the black magic element with his fingertips, he wiped a circle on the seal pattern, and then stamped it on the application form.

A gorgeous black bat pattern appeared on the application form, exuding the atmosphere of black magic, lifelike and full of mystery.

"Thank you! Well, next...where am I going?" Qu Lingyuan looked at the application form on the table happily, her eyes sparkling.

Troy frowned suddenly. He put the book upside down on the table and asked, "Black pupils?"

Qu Lingyuan caressed her eyelids belatedly.

Of course she has black eyes, but...Professor Langara's eyes just now have blue eyes, and the pupils of the students she met on the road are also colorful. She has never seen anyone with black eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" She looked at Troy suspiciously.

Troy put his legs off the table, got up and walked over to her.

There is a big difference in height between the two. He bent over with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It is said that black pupils are a symbol of demons."

Qu Lingyuan looked innocent: "Are there demons in this world?"

"I haven't seen it, but it's not necessarily not there." Troy bent over a little deeper, put his face next to Qu Lingyuan's neck, and took a deep breath, "You smell delicious."

Immortal cultivation is different from magic. Immortal cultivation Mahayana will get closer and closer to the gods, and even the physique has changed. It is normal that the smell of her blood is different from that of ordinary people, but for vampires, this smell is full of temptation.

Troy has never met anyone with such a smell. If she hadn't looked at her as white and tender as a baby rabbit, maybe she would really have regarded her as a demon.

The goosebumps on Qu Lingyuan's body floated on his skin with his inhalation, she didn't speak at all, she just stared at him with those almond eyes.

For Troy, black represents mystery, but such clear black pupils have never been seen before, which gave him an urge to keep it for himself.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled and said, "You don't have magic fluctuations on your body, how are you going to pass the entrance exam?"

Qu Lingyuan panicked for a moment, was she discovered?
"I…"

Before she could answer, Troy reached out and took the application form on the table and covered her face.

His fair and slender fingers curled the hair at the side of her temples when he left, and he whispered in his ear, "Be good, come and find me to open the back door for you if you can't pass."

(End of this chapter)