No matter whether it was the kind of pressure that made people feel suffocated, or the fear brought by the endless darkness on the other party.

And the look in Long Xiaoyao's eyes just now clearly did not look like that of a human.

It's more like a big cat that is ready to torture its prey to death.

...In fact, Du Weilun is really wrongly accusing him. He is just like a cat owner who watches his cat playing with cockroaches.

Yes, if a being like Dragon Emperor Douluo directly dealt with Zhou Yi, it would be too cheap, Du Weilun thought with a wry smile.

So the other party probably just wanted his juniors to vent their anger themselves.

He felt that he had figured out Long Xiaoyao's thoughts... Maybe Dragon Emperor Douluo wanted his juniors to force Zhou Yi to resign?

After all, Zhou Yi was not allowed to expel students, nor was she allowed to use her skills to attack students... This clearly cut off all of Zhou Yi's means of intimidating students.

If she doesn't find a way to change her teaching methods, she will not be able to continue her job as a teacher.

After taking a break, the dean of the Martial Soul Department stood up tremblingly and reached for the voice-transmitting soul guide on the table.

……

In the bathroom at the end of the corridor on the first floor of the first-year teaching building, Wang Dong was washing his face at the sink.

It was already time to go home from school, and Wang Dong was the only one in the bathroom, so he could naturally dawdle in it as long as he wanted.

He looked at the handsome boy with delicate features in the mirror. Water droplets slid down his beautiful jawline and hung on his chin which still had a little baby fat. The short blue-pink hair on both sides of his cheeks were wet and stuck to his face.

Wang Dong frowned and raised his hand to pull his hair.

Not quite right.

My hair seems...not so short?

Did you have your hair cut before coming to the academy?

His eyes were blank, but he couldn't remember when he had his hair cut.

Looking at the handsome boy in the mirror again, it was clearly his own face, but for some reason, he felt that the boy in the mirror was a little strange.

He thought about his unlucky first day of school and felt a kind of fatigue slowly crawling up from the bottom of his heart. Combined with the fatigue of his body, he sighed like a little adult.

"Wang Dong?" A voice came from behind.

Wang Dong looked back and saw that it was the purple-haired senior from the inner courtyard who had been his referee. She appeared in the teaching building for first-year students for some unknown reason.

At this moment, she was not wearing the red school uniform of the inner courtyard, but a purple school uniform of the fourth and fifth grades, which seemed to match her hair and eye color better.

There was a tiny smile on the girl's fair face.

“Senior Sister Jiang Lan?” Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, then screamed, “Eh? Eh?? Senior Sister, wait a minute! This is the men’s restroom! You can’t come in!”

Yes, Wang Dong was given a...

But it doesn't matter, he will turn back into a girl

And it's not a lily either.

As for Old Lady Zhou, we can't just kill her, that would be no different from Tang San's way of seeking death. She deserves to die for the kid whose future was ruined by her, but it's not appropriate for Long Xiaoyao to kill her, so let's leave the task of dealing with Zhou Yi to the stinky-mouthed Black Cat and all the students in Class 1 (folded hands)

If I'm a little late any day before next Monday...please forgive me, I can't finish writing_(:з」∠)_

71. Chapter 71 Sympathy

71.

2023-07-28

A cold hand fell on Wang Dong's head.

Jiang Lan tidied up Wang Dong's messy hair. The soft and smooth feel attracted her to touch it a few more times.

A hint of bright color appeared in those somewhat empty purple eyes.

Wang Dong felt the coolness from the slightly cool fingertips on his scalp, making the roots of his hair itch. So he shrank back uncomfortably, until he leaned against the edge of the sink.

"Um, senior sister, why are you here in the freshman teaching building?" Wang Dong asked in a low voice.

Jiang Lan tilted her head and stared at Wang Dong seriously.

"Are you... not very happy?" Her tone was still dull, but it revealed a slight concern, "Your heartbeat seems to be different from before..."

"I..." Wang Dong was a little surprised.

Facing those plain purple eyes, Wang Dong suddenly had a desire to confide in them.

If he had any questions, he couldn't tell his eldest and second fathers who stayed in the sect. Although his eldest and second fathers were really good to him, the way they looked at him... always revealed something strange.

Jiang Lan's temperament was too peaceful. She seemed like a part of nature... like a deep pool, a rock, or a tree. Although he had only met her twice, Wang Dong subconsciously felt that he could safely confide his troubles to her.

"My head teacher clearly doesn't like me. She scolded me for a ridiculous reason and made me run around the playground 200 times, but she still made me the class monitor." Wang Dong whispered, his tone sounding particularly distressed. "Now the way my classmates look at me is not right, as if I'm a traitor or something, but that's not the point... The point is that there seems to be another consciousness in my mind, telling me to thank my head teacher and respect her."

He paused. "This feeling is very strange, as if there is another person living in my head. He is constantly producing ideas that do not belong to me, and I seem to have some emotions similar to respect or gratitude. But I don't like that teacher, and I have no reason to respect or thank her. I don't want to be the class monitor... I..."

Wang Dong's voice gradually became quieter. The more he spoke, the more he felt that his words were outrageous - the brain is an organ that belongs to oneself, so how could it produce thoughts that do not belong to oneself?

The blue-haired boy glanced at Jiang Lan stealthily, a little worried that the other party would laugh at his strange troubles.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lan's expressionless face actually showed a little change. She slightly frowned her delicate eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "I seem to have the same extra thoughts in my mind..."

Her tone was a little erratic and uncertain. "There's something in my mind... something about honor, protection, and obedience. It's inexplicable and I don't like it."

After she said this, a trace of pain flashed in the girl's eyes that outsiders could not detect.

This time it was Wang Dong's turn to be stunned.

Is it common for this kind of brain to produce thoughts that one does not accept?

Why did Jiang Lan also...

At this time, a boy who was left to clean up after class rushed into the toilet.

He completely failed to notice Wang Dong and Jiang Lan standing next to the pool, eagerly breaking free and starting to drain the water.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!” This is Wang Dong screaming.

"What the hell!!!" This was the unlucky guy who was so frightened by Wang Dong's scream that he peed his pants crookedly.

o_o? This is Jiang Lan.

"Are you sick? What are you yelling about?" the unlucky guy cursed.

"How can you--"

Wang Dong was stunned.

He suddenly couldn't understand why he screamed. It seemed that he just subconsciously felt that he couldn't watch the other person taking off his pants - but they were all men, so what was there to be afraid of?

No... He subconsciously bit his lower lip, almost biting off the piece of flesh with such force.

But the unlucky guy was still cursing, and Wang Dong didn't have time to think about it. He quickly shouted over his voice: "Pull up your pants quickly, there is a senior here!"

"Ah!!!" The unlucky guy then noticed Jiang Lan standing aside. He screamed in grief and anger, and without even bothering to ask why there was a senior school girl in the men's restroom. He quickly pulled up his pants and fled from this sad place.

Looking at that desolate back, this guy probably wants to escape from Douluo Star very much.

On the contrary, Jiang Lan was very calm and did not feel uncomfortable at all.

After such an embarrassing thing happened, Wang Dong certainly didn't want to stay in this bathroom any longer. He hurriedly said goodbye to Jiang Lan and returned to his dormitory.

He even rushed to give his roommate a ride (literally).

As a result, Anwen's dismissal was revoked. Wang Dong was happy, but he felt that his feelings were greatly wasted.

The other nine students who were expelled by the old witch Zhou also regarded Anwen as their boss and scrambled to hug her thigh. This is a story for later, so we won’t talk about it for now.

Du Weilun talked to Zhou Yi, who was naturally very dissatisfied. She said that the school did not respect her teaching methods and she would never agree to it.

Director Du also got angry and immediately said that she should either stop corporal punishment and expel students and teach this class of freshmen honestly, or she would never be a teacher at Shrek again in her life.

Of course Zhou Yi didn't want to leave. She was still hoping to be promoted to a senior teacher and teach in the inner courtyard to fulfill her dream of having a place in the inner courtyard.

Fan Yu approached Du Weilun several times about this, but after the other party brought up Yan Shaozhe, he never jumped out again.

Zhou Yi could only teach honestly.

But she has no way of communicating with students, and can only use violence to force them to obey her arrangements. After losing all the conditions to threaten students, she can only scold the freshmen in the class in various ways, and use the CPU brainwashing technology that Shrek has passed down for thousands of years to morally blackmail the students in the class.

Anwen: If I have no morals, I won’t be kidnapped.

Zhou Yi has a foul mouth, but An Wen has a foul mouth ten thousand times worse than her. For every word Zhou Yi says, no matter whether it makes sense or not, An Wen can say ten words back.

Anwen does lack the common sense of human society, but she is not stupid and has extremely sharp beast instincts.

Even if old witch Zhou had ten tricks, she couldn't use even one of them with Anwen in the class.

Instead, the other students in Class 1 united and fought against her.

...Of course, this is what happened after the turmoil in Class 1 and has little to do with students in other classes.

The three months after school started passed quickly without any incidents.

In three months, Huo Yuqing steadily advanced from level 16 to level 18, which is close to level 19, and also made progress in alchemy and soul guides.

On the other hand, Wang Rui… apart from the improvement of his soul power, there was almost no progress in the improvement of contract magic. The blood contract of the divine seal was modified to be usable, but the blood contract was not universal…

With no inspiration, Wang Rui started to slack off. He learned all the magic below level 7 that Alex remembered. Then he worked with the Holy Death to create a soul guide cannon that could be mounted on a bone dragon and could directly convert the soul power and death power of the undead into attack.

It is estimated that this thing can reach the peak of level eight, and with further improvements, it can be upgraded to the edge of level nine...

Wang Rui decided to call this the Zombie Tyrannosaurus Cannon.

Then he was ridiculed by Alex for his talent in naming.

The freshman assessment is here.

After school that day, Mu Jin kept Wang Rui, Huo Yuqing and Ning Tian behind.

I sorted out the outline yesterday. Actually, there are three plot points before the freshman assessment, but I feel that I have written too much daily life recently, so I slightly adjusted the order...

I put Ma Xiaotao and the Soul Guidance Department after the freshman assessment_(:з」∠)_

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