Start with Psychic Forensics

God is fair, and if Fang Mu has a good mind, he will close the window of his fighting skills.

Of course, Fang Ze was an accident.

“New electives are out!!”

Someone shouted.

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly returned to their computers and opened the school's official website.

Although it is not the beginning of the school year, new elective courses have appeared on the homepage of the official website, which is very eye-catching.

Criminal Psychology.

Credit: 1 point.

Substitute teacher: Fang Ze.

"Let me go, it's really Fang Ze."

"Only 120 places, hurry up"

"Damn it, there are fifty more! This Nima."

While talking, several people quickly opened the interface and started the registration.

The credits are second, mainly to see Fang Ze's style.

That is a recognized expert in solving crimes, and no one wants to miss it.

Hearing that the course was so popular, Fang Mu also focused his eyes and quickly slid the mouse.

He is not for Fang Ze.

But to make yourself better

Feilu reminds you: reading three things

Chapter 368 Where do I sit? 【1】

Time flies, and three days have passed.

Li Ruisi has long since left, and he has his own things to do.

Fang Ze has been very leisurely these days, living in seclusion.

After taking off the burden of the police, he felt much more relaxed.

However, it always felt like something important was missing.

It's actually good to take a break.

It should be said, not to mention, the profession of a teacher is indeed a lot more leisurely than that of the police.

Especially university teachers.

There are only a few classes per week and holidays.

It was fine at first.

If there are more quiet days, Fang Ze's character will probably become more and more boring.

It's mainly a matter of using the brain to get used to it.

It's a little uncomfortable to stop suddenly.

ten o'clock in the morning.

Fang Ze put down his phone and got up from the bed.

After sitting quietly for a while, Fang Ze rubbed his messy hair, feeling a little confused.

Probably slept too much.

"So decadent"

"I remember that there seems to be a class today."

Fang Ze got up and walked to the desk and turned on the computer.

"Sure enough there is a class."

Slide the mouse, Fang Ze opens another webpage.

After seeing the numbers above, he was stunned.

"Manchu"

For the elective courses listed on the school's official website, 120 of [-] students have already registered.

After being silent for a while, Fang Ze got up.

"It's full of people."

"One person and one hundred and twenty people, about the same."

When he came to the bathroom, Fang Ze started to wash up.

Halfway through brushing my teeth, there was a knock on the door.