Chapter 8: Teacher Qin Ming from Shrek

Yu Tianheng smiled, deeply agreeing.
Luo Chuan's mind has been put on the silent flower poison, if the guess is good, this is another toxin that is difficult to detect.
"Qian Renxue, you are really bad, I just walked out of your palace, I can't wait to poison me."
Luo Chuan was itchy with anger. How much this woman wanted to kill him, the poison came when she left the house.
He died outside, and find someone else to do it, Qian Renxue must have nothing to do.
It seemed that the practice of running to Qian Renxue's house actually stimulated the other party's murderous intentions, which was self-defeating.
"Just as if she was scared by my handsome appearance and tenacious life, she felt that I was too threatening, so she couldn't wait to do it."
After comforting himself, Luo Chuan felt much better. He was not afraid of poison at the moment, as long as he did not die, Qian Renxue was anxious.
It's just that the age difference between the two sides is only two years old. Among the princes today, he is the most threatening to Qian Renxue, and I am afraid that there will be various assassinations.
If he is assassinated directly, he would be quite afraid.
A mocking color appeared at the corner of his mouth, he opened the system panel with his mind, and he could fuse this new poison.
"Expends 150 energy points, is this poison more powerful?"
Muttering in his heart, he patted Yu Tianheng on the shoulder: "I'll go to the bathroom, you can go to the classroom by yourself."
During the fusion, you will have a vision in your body. It is not good to be seen by others. It is most convenient to hide in the toilet.
A few minutes later, he walked out of the toilet, raised his palm, and a wisp of invisible poison appeared in his hand. He knew this poison well.
"The previous Datura toxin destroys the brain. This silent flower poison destroys the internal organs and is very vicious."
Squeezing his fist, Luo Chuan came to the classroom without incident.
The morning is a martial arts theory course. It is about how to deal with various martial arts. The characteristics of different martial arts are messy and messy. He was so dizzy that he almost fell asleep in the classroom.
This made him understand that no matter in which world, the teacher's class is hypnotic.
In the afternoon, it was an actual combat exercise. An even more embarrassing scene appeared. He is a prince, who dares to actually do it. Before he summoned his martial soul, his opponent lay on the ground and wailed, making Luo Chuan once thought he had encountered a porcelain.
Seeing how other people were playing, Luo Chuan suddenly realized that the identity of the prince was still a bit annoying.
"His Royal Highness, are you tired? Come and sit down."
Seeing Luo Chuanxian's pain, the teacher in charge of the actual combat drills was still amiable and pretended to wipe the dust around Luo Chuan.
"No, I'll go for a walk by myself."
Luo Chuan felt that this hypocritical learning environment was a bit boring, waved his hand, and wandered around the college.
This royal academy has a large area, occupying a mountain, a lake, and even a forest. There are some soul beasts in it, which are specially provided for students to use.
In terms of conditions, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a beautiful environment, complete teaching facilities and excellent teachers.
But it's too hypocritical, maybe not hypocritical to other people, but to him, the prince, it's really polite.
This made him feel very boring. Everyone around him was saluting when they met him, and they didn't dare to make heavy moves during actual combat. In this environment, how can I improve?
"Yu Tianheng, Dugu Goose and Ye Lingling are pretty good. The first two don't have to be afraid of my identity. Ye Lingling has a cold personality and doesn't care about my identity."
Luo Chuan muttered, remembering that the three of them were freshmen, so he inquired about them and found out how many of them were in another class.
It seems to be a class dedicated to teaching geniuses.
There is a large lake in front of the teaching building, and there are several playgrounds nearby. Luochuan walked for a while before seeing the people in class.
There are only a dozen people in this class. Except for the teachers, everyone is not very old. The youngest are only eleven years old, and the older ones are just over twelve.
Dugu Goose, Ye Lingling and Yu Tianheng are all here, undergoing actual combat training.
Dugu Yan caught a glimpse of Luochuan, and lightly touched Ye Lingling on the opposite side, and whispered: "The person who likes you is here."
Ye Lingling frowned slightly, and looked at Luo Chuan coldly, "I don't know him!"
"People have confessed to you, don't you know them?" Dugu Yan joked.
The young teacher in charge of the class glanced down on the two of them and shouted: "Dugu Goose, what are you talking about, stand up!"
Dugu Yan took a step reluctantly.
"Remember my class rules?" The young teacher said solemnly.
"Don't whisper or whisper." Dugu Yan shrugged, still a little dismissive.
The latter's face was slightly dark: "Knowingly committing a crime, I will punish you for running ten laps around the playground."
"Ms. Qin, it's not enough, I just said a few words casually."
Dugu Yan frowned, reluctantly said: "Ten laps are too many, can you be less."
"Give me a bargain!"
Qin Ming sneered: "If you don't want to accept my teaching, you can quit this class, so I won't force you to do anything!"
"I!"
Dugu Yan's face changed slightly. This class was established by his Majesty's personal order. If she quit, she would definitely make people laugh.
For the sake of face, she could only stare at Luo Chuan fiercely, pleaded guilty, and ran on the playground.
Qin Ming looked at Ye Lingling again: "Ye Lingling, if you shouldn't pick her up, I will punish you to run three laps."
"Yes, Teacher Qin."
Ye Lingling didn't have any dissatisfaction, and ran after the lone goose.
Seeing the two women running over, Luo Chuan was a little embarrassed: "I seem to have caused you to be punished."
"I blame you!"
Dugu Yan snorted, but he couldn't say anything about Luochuan. Who made her talk too much.
Ye Lingling just glanced at Luo Chuan blankly, and ran over.
Luo Chuan was a little speechless, he just passed by to see who asked this girl to talk.
Forget it, women think differently, let them think about it.
Luo Chuan shrugged and didn't care. He didn't have much interest in a little girl. It was the other party's Martial Spirit who was interested.
"Which class are you a student, why come and disturb me in class?"
Voices suddenly rang in his ears, which shocked Luo Chuan. I don't know when, the teacher who was in class more than ten feet away just now appeared next to him unknowingly.
Strong!
This teacher must be very strong!
Luo Chuan thought to himself, and said calmly on his face: "I am Xue Luochuan from the class next door. I'm just passing by. It doesn't count as interrupting your teacher to attend class."
"Snow Luochuan..."
Hearing this name, Qin Ming recognized Luo Chuan and said, "It turned out to be the second prince. If there is nothing wrong, please leave. His Highness here may affect other students' study."
Luo Chuan was a little surprised with Qin Ming's attitude. There was no hypocrisy, but he couldn't fault it.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't know what the teacher is called?"
"My name is Qin Ming."
Hearing this name, Luo Chuan's face changed slightly, and he was surprised and asked: "Are you Teacher Qin Ming from Shrek Academy?"
"Hey, how does Your Highness know that I am from Shrek Academy?"
Qin Ming showed a look of astonishment. He didn't tell anyone except a few people about this matter.
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Ps: More than a hundred thousand words, let's talk about the general situation of this article.
The protagonist's identity is the prince. This arrangement means that this article is biased towards imperial power struggle and imperial hegemony, instead of simply fighting and killing.
For some key people, as long as they are valuable, even if you want to kill me, as long as you don't kill me, we can still sit down and talk.
In addition, the author is really not good at writing, nor is he good at writing harem, so he can only write about upgrade flow, hegemony flow and the like.
Otherwise, with the current number of words, the protagonist would have long been invincible, and there would still be a bunch of women around him.