System: I am a second-hand dealer in the world of immortality

"Chen Xia, it's really you!" He Shiqin directly put his arm around Shen Xia's shoulders, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that we would meet at the door of Class A~"

Although the two exchanged letters intermittently, the last time they met was actually the last time, no, it was half a year ago. Tianguan Sect only has monthly vacation and academic vacation. As the name suggests, the monthly vacation is once a month, two days at a time. The school year vacation is a holiday after the end of the school year, similar to winter and summer vacations.

Normally, I only have two days of monthly leave. I mostly go shopping in Qingyun City and mostly sleep in the Disciples' Residence. Not to mention the cost of traveling to and from Tiansheng City, it takes me half a day on the road, so I have a monthly leave. Very few disciples go back.

"My hair is pressed, it hurts." Shen Xia doesn't like being hooked on the shoulders - does that mean that she is short? I secretly measured myself and found that I was 1.6 feet ( meters) tall. If I was to blame, the people around me were too tall.

Not to mention that He Shiqin was more than a head taller than him, and even Lin Yueying was half a head taller than him. When he stood with Ding Mengmei, Cheng Yu and the others, they were all about the same height. How could he be the tallest in front of his good friends? Which one is shorter? Oh, Renda doesn't count, he's stunted.

He Shiqin quickly let go. The two of them didn't stand still at the door. It was almost time for class. The two of them went in and found a seat in the middle and back row to sit down - there were no seats in the front row.

"Hey, Shen Xia, I'll treat you to dinner after class two. Don't leave in a hurry." He Shiqin was afraid that Shen Xia wouldn't be seen after class, so he whispered quickly.

Shen Xia quickly responded with an OK gesture. Although she ate for free in the Tianguanzong canteen, someone would help her open a small stove, so why not?

At this time, the sound of a cloud board was heard outside Changyuan Academy. It was already time for class to begin.

A tall, middle-aged man wearing a dark gown walked into the classroom. There was a strong and handsome look between his brows, and his black hair was carefully combed to appear neat and orderly.

He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly onto the podium. His steps were slow and firm, and every step seemed to be thinking and deciding something. When he stood still on the podium, he was like a mountain, standing there steadily.

"Everyone, I am your teacher in Class A this school year, Luo Yujing. This school year, there are many more faces in Class A that I don't recognize. In this case, this class will be reserved for everyone to introduce each other and give everyone a chance. Enhance feelings for each other.”

After saying that, the podium in front of Master Luo lowered, and a screen rose up from behind. The portraits of Class A disciples were listed on the screen.

Mr. Luo took a cursory glance and said with unclear meaning: "It seems that there are not so many people in Class A."

Master Luo didn't say much, and pointed at the disciple at the first desk: "Start with you."

The disciple did not dare to delay, and hurriedly came to the stage, bowed to Master Luo, and said: "Master Luo, how are you? How are all my colleagues? My name is Bu Zhongyao. I am 16 years old. I have been a member of the Tianguan Sect for three years. I am honest and kind. It’s my greatest strength as a person, and I hope I can get along well with everyone.”

Master Luo nodded. From the moment Bu Zhongyao introduced him, Master Luo was half-leaning in the air, with his hands folded across his chest and half-closed eyes, wondering if he was listening.

After Bu Zhongyao finished his introduction, he did not dare to stay too long and hurriedly left the stage. The second disciple also hurriedly came on stage to introduce.

Just as the third disciple introduced himself, there was a sound at the door.

"Report." Shen Xia looked up at the time on the screen. It was only a quarter of an hour later (7:15).

The disciples on the stage were interrupted and did not dare to continue. They stared at Master Luo blankly.

"Continue." Master Luo said calmly without opening his eyes.

That disciple had no choice but to end it quickly. Seeing this, the disciples behind him sped up their pace one by one.

"Report!!" Another quarter of an hour later (7:30), a louder voice came from outside the door.

There was sudden silence in the living room. Shen Xia glanced in the direction of He Shiqin. He Shiqin shook his head slightly, and Shen Xia gave up any idea of ​​testing.

Master Luo raised his hand and moved slightly toward the door. There was indeed no sound from the door.

"I continued without saying stop." Master Luo returned to his sleepy state. The disciple on the stage didn't know what he saw, and he stumbled through his self-introduction.

When it was Shen Xia's turn, Master Luo opened his eyes, glanced at Shen Xia up and down, and said with interest, "New student, Shen Xia?"

Shen Xia bowed respectfully to Master Luo: "To tell you what Master Luo is saying, Shen Xia will enter the Tianguan Sect this school year."

Master Luo nodded and said no more. Shen Xia could only look straight at the bottom of the classroom and say: "Well, Mr. Luo, well, fellow senior brothers, sisters, and classmates. I am Shen Xia, I am 13 years old, from Tiansheng City, and I am a new student in this school year. Please take care of me in the future.”

After saying that, he walked off the stage calmly, but when he stepped off the stage, his body deliberately tilted a little towards the door, so Shen Xia saw several disciples standing at the door like a military posture, and her face turned red.

Shen Xia didn't dare to think too much and quickly lowered her head and returned to her seat.

After all the disciples in the classroom had finished introducing themselves, Master Luo stood still again, and the podium in front of him was raised again.

"Everyone, welcome to Class A. There should be 27 disciples in Class A this school year, but there are actually 27." Master Luo said without being angry, and there were a few faces missing on the screen behind him. Shen Xia thinks so

"As for you," Mr. Luo turned to look at the door, "You all have extraordinary talents. Even if you come to Class A, there won't be room for you big Buddhas. Where are you going? Go to the deacon to deal with it." After saying that, he waved his hand and seemed to be released from the confinement. .

"Why! Are you saying that we are not from Class A? You are just a wife..." A voice of dissatisfaction appeared at the door.

Before he could finish speaking, Master Luo tapped his hand on the podium. Shen Xia heard a rush of wind at the door, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

There was silence in the living room, everyone was sitting upright.

Mr. Luo knocked on the table slowly, as if looking for the next "target". After a long time, he said: "I'd like to reiterate, there are 27 disciples in Class A this school year, and there is only one new student. Is there anyone who has any objections?"

At the end of the sentence, Mr. Luo looked at the people at the door with a straight face.

Have any objection? Who dares to object? I didn’t see that the last person who had objections didn’t even finish saying it... Now he is still lying there with his life and death unknown. Who can have the courage to express his dissatisfaction?

Shen Xia silently noted in her heart that Master Luo paid great attention to "rules".

"So, those of you at the door, do you still need me to invite you to the deacon's office?" Master Luo spoke again.

"No, no need, thank you, Master." The people at the door stumbled and replied, and ran away quickly. Although they couldn't get into Class A by going to the deacon's office, at least they were still alive.

As for the guy lying on the ground? Who cares if a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist?

PS: The reason why today’s first update is late is that I didn’t save it! ! ! I hate myself! ! !