Chapter 673 Time Is Running Out

Ye Fan sat paralyzed on the seat, next to him was Pang Bo and another girl whom he didn't know now but would be a classmate in the future.

Ye Fan was not killed by Pang Bo, which is regrettable, ah, no, it is regrettable, no, it is a relief.

It's just that now Ye Fan's whole body exudes an aura that he has no hope for life, why the world treats me, and dies.

Directly ask the girl next to her to move her body to the other side.

It's so sad, so sad that people are dizzy.

"Yezi, what's the matter with you?" Pang Bo asked worriedly, afraid that he would knock Ye Fan out of his mind.

"I want to be quiet."

"Don't ask me who Jing Jing is, I just want to, for no reason."

Pangbo felt that this speculative friend he had just met might be out of his mind.

I didn't ask who Jing Jing was?

"Crack!"

Pangbo still wanted to speak, and the counselor on the podium clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Hello students, my surname is Meng, and I will be your counselor from now on. For the next four years..."

Then there was the blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Then Counselor Meng took out the roster and called the names. Even in the cultivation era, you will know who has not come to communicate with the magic weapon of the teaching building.

But life still needs a sense of ritual.

"Ye Fan!" The first one was Ye Fan, who couldn't escape.

"Here!" Ye Fan's transformation from extremely decadent to extremely spiritual was only in an instant. Hearing this familiar voice in an environment like a classroom, Ye Fan couldn't help but stand still.

A memory engraved in muscle and mind.

If you are not serious, you will eat fried pork with bamboo shoots.

"Pangbo!"

"Here!" The voice was so loud that Ye Fan covered his ears in shock, and then Ye Fan gave Pang Bo a sideways glance. Grandma Li, did it on purpose?

"Zhou Yi!"

"Here!" A young man with a strong sense of elegance stood up, looking very easy-going, with an unusual temperament.

Counselor Meng glanced at Zhou Yi and nodded. Among Ye Fan and his classmates, Zhou Yi is the one who is second only to Ye Fan in terms of future achievements.

If he had followed Ye Fan all the time, he would be on top of the world in the future.

...

The first day of college was spent in Ye Fan's unspeakable mood.

"Uncle Meng, you are a kindergarten teacher, how can you teach in a university?"

Ye Fan approached Counselor Meng and asked this question that had been in his mind for a long time.

"Is there a difference? Isn't it all about teaching and educating people?" Counselor Meng entered some information into the magic weapon of educational affairs without raising her head.

"..." Ye Fan had nothing to say, is there any difference? But kindergarten and university can be the same!

One is a three-year-old child, and the other is an eighteen-year-old adult!

"In college,

Be serious. Counselor Meng told Ye Fan.

Ye Fan said weakly: "I know Uncle Meng, I will study hard."

"I'm not just talking about studying." Counselor Meng looked up at Ye Fan, "In the past four years, just do whatever you want."

"Talking about the first love, skipping class to play games, and inviting friends to have an instant interstellar journey."

"Whatever you want to do, do it."

"After all, in the future, there will be no chance."

Ye Fan was a little puzzled, what do you mean there will be no chance in the future?

It made me feel like I was going to die after finishing college.

"Uncle Meng, is it because I have some terminal illness that I won't live past the age of twenty-two? You and my parents have been keeping it from me."

Ye Fan asked tentatively, he was confused by Counselor Meng's attitude.

"You guessed it right, it's hopeless, just wait for death." Counselor Meng said angrily, still terminally ill.

"Oh!"

Of course Ye Fan didn't believe this. He felt that his body was as strong as a bull, and he could knock Counselor Meng into the air with one punch. How could he die at the age of twenty-two.

"By the way, you don't want to go to the next practice class." Counselor Meng said suddenly.

"Ah?" Ye Fan wondered, "Why?"

"What are you doing here?" Counselor Meng said in a strange tone, "You have no way to practice, so you go to the training class, aren't you fishing?"

"That's what I said, but I still want to hear it." Ye Fan had a bitter face. His yearning for cultivation has never disappeared, but because he has not been able to practice for a long time but is in an environment with many practitioners, And more enthusiastic.

In fact, when most people without cultivation level apply for universities, they will choose some schools that specialize in the field of mortals. On the contrary, there are fewer people who apply for schools that specialize in both cultivators and mortals.

Of course, on the basis of the huge student base, the proportion is much smaller.

As for the school Ye Fan is in, mortals like Ye Fan can also take the practice courses, but only practitioners need to take the exam.

The emphasis of the two parties is different, but they are in the same class, the same school, and learn some common courses.

"If you want to listen, I can teach you." Counselor Meng's tone was a little hesitant, "I can teach you anything you want! Immortality, immortality, invincibility, wisdom, everything can be taught!"

"Bragging." Ye Fan rolled his eyes, "Who do you think you are, God?"

Ye Fan is much calmer now. He can't resist the fate, so he can only lie down and let fate do what he wants.

Move yourself!

Thinking about it now, I have been thinking about escaping from Uncle Meng's "claw" for three years in high school, and seeing Uncle Meng in a foreign land now feels quite kind.

People grow up. Ye Fan, who was 15 years old, wanted to get out of the wings and struggled for three years. Ye Fan, who was 18 years old, came to a different place. When he saw Counselor Meng, he couldn’t accept it at first. .

I even feel a little happier now.

"Uncle Meng, if you were the Emperor of Heaven, I would have hugged your thigh long ago and wouldn't let go!"

The Emperor of Heaven is too far away, and has become a symbol, a symbol, and the Emperor of Heaven is very close, and has been integrated into people's daily life, and everyone can say a few words in life.

My celestial emperor, the celestial emperor is above, and the celestial emperor blesses you.

"Hmph." Counselor Meng snorted, and disdainfully answered Ye Fan's question.

"If you want to learn, learn, if you don't learn, get out!"

"Learn! I'll learn!" Ye Fan showed a flattering smile, someone like a father wants to teach you something, do you want to learn or not?

"Hurry up and get in touch with your roommates, what are you doing here all day?" Counselor Meng issued the order to evict the guest.

"Goodbye, Uncle Meng! I'll ask you to eat later!" Ye Fan called out, and then ran out quickly.

His roommates are Pang Bo, Zhou Yi, and Zhang Ziling.

Except for Zhou Yi, the other two people can be regarded as Ye Fan's hardcore supporters in the original plot.

Of course, this was arranged by Counselor Meng, and the school that Ye Fan chose carefully in order to escape from the original city was also the one he attended in the original plot.

In the dark, the trajectory of fate has long been doomed.

Counselor Meng looked at Ye Fan's fast running back and twitched his mouth.

"This is your last relaxing time, cherish it."

Ye Fan hasn't set foot on cultivation yet, although Counselor Meng's means have been falling on him, but he is still a mortal after all.

After a few years, Ye Fan embarked on the path of fate.

It wouldn't be so easy. My generation of monks, fighting against the sky and the earth, how can a life of cultivation without tempering be complete?

As for now, mortal Ye Fan, Counselor Meng has no interest in sharpening.

Even if the tempering is lowered, it is not so exciting, and there is no sense of accomplishment.

Let Ye Fan live the life of a junior for the last few years.

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