The cute male god of Kuai Chuan is mine

Chapter 397 I have a stroke, I can paint mountains and rivers 25
Someone looked at the list and whispered.

"It's really unlucky to be assigned to the subordinate of Muffin Teacher." There was an undisguised schadenfreude in the voice.

"Isn't that right, the sponge cake instructor is an embroidered pillow, and he knows how to study the students' pen spirit all day long. What's so good about this pen spirit?"

Xi Hua knows that the research of Bi Ling is also very important, but it depends on the researcher whether he can get something out of the research.

Anyway, Xi Hua would not agree to accompany that mentor to carry out the experiment.

The pen spirit is the companion of human beings, and Xihua cannot guarantee whether the content tested by the tutor will cause harm to the pen spirit. If it is harmful to the pen spirit, then the damage will also be transferred to the human body.

Hei Wah would not allow this to happen.

Wen Li went to find that mentor Song Gao.

Song Gao, in fact, this image is somewhat beyond Wen Li's expectations.

A gray long coat, a pair of equally gray wide-leg pants, messy hair like a chicken coop, a wretched smile, and an urge to punch him.

Wen Li didn't feel anything.

"You are my new student?" Song Gao brushed away the long hair hanging in front of his eyes, like brushing away a pile of weeds.

"Well, student Wen Li, I have met my tutor." Wen Li bent over.

"You don't need to pay attention to these empty etiquettes." Song Gao waved his hand, "Let me see if you release the pen spirit, so that I can adjust the teaching plan according to your situation."

At first glance, this seems to be no problem.

Wen Li followed suit.

The Long Ming pen was summoned by Wen Li, the sky blue slender pen holder and the golden lines shining brightly in the sun.

Song Gao had obviously never seen this type of pen spirit.

"Wen Li, what's the name of your pen spirit?" Song Gao knew that Wen Li's pen spirit was not simple just from the shape of the pen.

"Longming pen." Wen Li didn't hide anything.

This is something that has to be advertised sooner or later.

"Longming pen...named after a dragon..." Song Gao fell into deep thought.

"According to the ancient books, the pen spirits that can be named after dragons are all super ancient-level pen spirits. Could it be that your Longming pen is also one of them?" Song Gao was a little uncertain, "Can your pen spirit be Lend me to study? I'll pay you back soon."

Wen Li saw fanaticism in Song Gao's eyes.

However, it is impossible for Wen Li to agree to such a thing.

"Sorry, I don't agree." Wen Li shook his head.

"Why? I won't hurt your pen spirit." Song Gao was puzzled.

"No." Wen Li still shook his head.

Wen Li knew that Long Mingbi was Xihua's real body, and he had to protect Long Mingbi.

Besides, the Longming pen is not a super pen spirit, but a god-level pen spirit. The pen spirit of the gods is naturally different.

Even if the current Wen Li can't make the Long Mingbi in its heyday see the light of day again, it has already begun to see signs.

"Just borrow it for a while, just for a while!" Song Gao was so anxious that he was scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Sorry, no." Wen Li replied the same.

"Then I will consider delaying your teaching as appropriate." Song Gao said angrily.

"You are welcome." Wen Li bowed slightly towards Song Gao, and walked straight out of the courtyard where Song Gao was.

"Hey, you're really leaving! Brat!" Song Gao chased him out from the yard.It's just that the too long wide-leg pants gave Song Gao a lot of trouble.

Wen Li stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

"Don't just let me study it, don't be so stingy, okay?" Song Gao's tone softened obviously.

(End of this chapter)