In the corridor on the fourth floor of the teaching building, Cherry turned to Ximen Lang and whispered,""I'm here. You're in the class next door. Now, let go of my hand, right?”
Sigh, we're here so quickly. I haven't had enough of holding this slippery little hand! Why not run slower just now!
Ximen Lang felt indignant in his heart. In the end, he reluctantly let go of that warm and soft hand and said with a smile,"Thank you, Cherry. You're so nice.”
"No need to thank me. I'll go in first.”After saying that, she glanced at him meaningfully and walked into the classroom.
Seeing that the little beauty had left, Ximen Lang entered the classroom next door while playing the tune "Eighteen Touches". This song was his father's favorite song. He had been influenced by it since he was young, so he was naturally very good at it.
There were more than thirty students in the classroom, and all of them looked at him with respect. They probably knew that Young Master Ximen had challenged the four villains. Some of the girls even had a hint of admiration in their eyes, which satisfied his vanity.
Like a leader, Ximen Lang waved his hand and said casually,""Hi, everyone. I'm Ximen Lang, a new student in our class.”
Of course, these were just polite words. He didn't believe that anyone in this school was qualified to take care of him.
"Hi, how are you?"
"Welcome…"
A group of students greeted this new student very warmly, which made Ximen Lang very satisfied. He felt that these students knew how to be nice.
One of them, a tall and thin black man, was especially enthusiastic. He went forward and held Ximen Lang's hand, revealing a dazzling white tooth as he smiled and said,""Simon, nice to meet you. I'm Caesar.”
Ximen Lang had always liked to hold soft things in his hands, especially a ball. He was not used to shaking hands with men, so he hurriedly shook his hands away and said perfunctorily,""Hey, that sh * t student, I'm quite happy to meet you.”He was puzzled. Why did the names of foreigners all sound so weird? There was even one called "Sh * t". It was simply baffling.
As a black man, Heath had once been bullied and beaten up by Tiger and his gang, who advocated racial discrimination. He hated these bastards to the core. Now that he heard that the young hero who beat up those bastards was a new student in his class, he was ecstatic and thanked this Asian boy who was a head shorter than him from the bottom of his heart.
"Ximen, sit next to me. Is there an empty seat here?”Heath said enthusiastically.
" This..." Ximen Lang's face was troubled, but he was not very willing. Firstly, he had originally planned to sit next to a beautiful female student with an outstanding figure and get the moon first. Secondly, he was very prejudiced against this black brother's name. He really didn't want to sit next to a pile of shit.
Coincidentally, a red-haired girl came to his rescue at the right time. She pushed Caesar to the side and said rudely,"Silly big guy, go to the side."
Ximen Lang glanced over and saw that this girl was of medium height. Although she wasn't very beautiful, her skin was tender and her figure was hot. She wore a white tank top and her two large soft and majestic breasts swayed around. She was very charming.
When the girl saw him looking at her, she winked at him and said coquettishly,"Handsome, let's get to know each other. My name is Daisy. If you want, you can sit next to me.”
"Sure," Ximen Lang was quite happy. No matter what, sitting next to this uneven girl was much better than sitting next to that big black guy.
"Follow me."
Under the envious gazes of some girls, Daisy reached out her white arm and held Ximen Lang's arm affectionately. She intentionally or unintentionally placed a warm ball on his body, making his mouth feel dry. His eyes involuntarily followed his collar.
Wow, the Great Snow Mountain, Mount Everest!
He almost lost control and followed Daisy to her seat. She noticed his gaze and smiled generously."Am I developing very well?"
Having his peeping exposed, even though Ximen Lang was thick-skinned, he still felt a little awkward. He swallowed his saliva and said,"Very good, very powerful!"”
Daisy whispered into his ear,""If you like it, I can give it to you in the future.”
Ximen Lang rolled his eyes and almost fell down. He finally understood the corruption and open-mindedness of the legendary capitalist society. It seemed that conservative girls like Qilisha were rare. Most of them were the kind who were especially open-minded.
"Yes, we can talk if there's a chance.”Ximen Lang said vaguely.
When the music started playing, Daisy let go of his arm and returned to her seat with a smile.
Ximen Lang quivered and sat down on the chair. He thought to himself, This girl is really wild. I wonder what she would look like if she was pressed down. She must be tossing and turning, talking in a gentle voice…
Not long after, the sound of high heels came closer and closer. A female teacher in her thirties walked in. Her golden wavy hair was casually tied together. Her skin was fair and she was very beautiful, and she had a noble and elegant temperament. As for her figure, there was no need to mention it. Her upper body was full of waves, and her two slender legs were covered in black stockings. She looked quite devilish. When he saw Ximen Lang, he asked a few simple questions. Knowing that he was the new transfer student, he ignored him and began his lesson.
Ximen Lang had never been interested in studying. His trip to Country M was just a pretense to have fun. Of course, he would not listen to a beautiful teacher's class.
After fumbling around for a while, he took out a thin handwritten book from his pocket. He saw three words written on the cover in a flamboyant manner: " Tactics of the Dragon Sun." He opened it and read it with great interest.
This wasn't a novel, but a handwritten attachment to a secret manual. Although Ximen Lang didn't like to study, he liked to read some random books and history since he was young, such as the Legend of Tang, Water Margins, Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, and so on. Therefore, he often went to his father's study to look for books to read when he was very young. When he was 14 years old, he went to the study room as usual and found the key left behind by his father on the desk. Due to the curiosity of children, he tried to open the drawer of the desk with the key and accidentally found a book written by his father. It was called the Dragon Yang Tactics. He flipped to a page and couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration." This is really good stuff!”
It turned out that this was a secret manual of health preservation, which recorded the magical method of strengthening Yang. If one cultivated this martial art, not only could one turn a sparrow into a Kun Peng, but one could also be like a divine dragon descending to the mortal world in the bed curtain, incomparably powerful.
Ximen Lang was enlightened. No wonder my father could still serve over ten wives, and he was still full of vigor and vitality every day. Sometimes, he even went overboard and gathered all the queens in the same bedroom. The next day, all the aunties and little mothers would come out at the same time, their faces radiant and beautiful. In the end, it was all because my father cultivated this cultivation technique. How can such a good thing be wasted? I might as well copy it down and practice this awesome cultivation technique.
Hence, Young Master Ximen couldn't wait to copy the Dragon Sun Technique, but he saw a few lines on the last page. "I used this technique to have countless women and married more than ten people. I enjoyed myself every night without feeling tired, and my body was not damaged at all, just like when I was young. "Such a precious treasure should be passed down to future generations. I'll record it here now. When my children turn eighteen, I'll choose a son to pass it down personally.”
Seeing this, Ximen Lang laughed and said to himself,""So little brother wrote this down to pass it on to us brothers. However, it seems that it can only be passed on to one son. Whatever, since I've seen it, I have to cultivate this wonderful cultivation technique no matter what.”
After he finished copying the Dragon Sun Tactics with his beast blood boiling, Ximen Lang placed the original copy back into the drawer and locked it properly. Everything returned to normal. He escaped from the crime scene and began cultivating that night.
Very quickly, Young Master Ximen experienced the power of this secret technique and practiced even harder. A year had passed, and his weapon was as big as an adult man's at the age of fifteen. It was very domineering.
At this moment, Ximen Lang had nothing to do. He looked at the Dragon Yang Tactics again, put away his laptop, closed his eyes, placed his hands on his dantian, and began to cultivate in class. After a while, he entered a state of selflessness.
After an unknown period of time, there were suddenly whispers in the classroom, mixed with suppressed laughter.
"Look at what happened to him.”
"Wow, why is it so big? Is it real or fake?”
" Hehe, you'll know when you shake it…"
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