8mi Chapter 28: The conflict ends, Oscar and Dai Mubai are heartbroken as they are showered with affecti
Chapter 28: The conflict ends, Oscar and Dai Mubai are heartbroken as they are showered with affecti
Chapter 28: The conflict ends, Oscar and Dai Mubai are heartbroken as they are showered with affection.
Ignoring Zhao Wuji's heart-wrenching shouts, Old Ning rushed to the boy, opened the book, pointed to the pictures, and asked urgently.
"How is it? Are you reacting?"
What is that?
The red-haired boy looked at the old man with a puzzled expression, then looked up and was immediately speechless.
"Sir, please have some self-respect!"
Ma Hongjun suddenly took a step back, touching the goosebumps on his arm, and looked at Old Ning warily.
"You're so old, don't do things that will ruin your reputation in your later years."
It was filled with vivid erotic pictures.
I must say, this picture is of a very high quality.
The poses are novel, the details are detailed, and it's high-definition and uncensored. If an ordinary person were to see it, they would inevitably feel their blood boil and their breathing become rapid.
But for Ma Hongjun, who had experienced countless teachers who had selflessly and meticulously taught him in his previous life, this was far too simplistic.
If no one was around, he might even admire it slightly, raise his head a little, and show some respect.
But if it's an old man holding it, looking at you with longing and eagerness, the outcome is completely different.
"Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing."
Old Master Ning didn't mind the barb in the boy's words at all. Seeing that the boy not only didn't react but also seemed quite resistant, he almost laughed out loud with excitement.
I knew it!
I knew such a good kid could have such a vulgar question!
Even I, an old man, almost couldn't resist this thing, but this kid didn't react at all!
Wait a minute, is there something wrong with this kid?
Thinking of this, Elder Ning looked at the boy's lower body with some suspicion.
Even without evil fire, one can't be a useless person!
If that's the case, then it would be better to have evil fire.
"Wait, so you really are Hong Jun?"
Zhao Wuji got up and, along with a group of teachers, gathered around the red-haired boy, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"Hiss—! This doesn't make any sense!"
"I watched this kid grow up, how come he's changed so much in just a few days?"
"Seriously, can someone become this handsome just by losing weight?"
"Hmm, I don't think that will work. It's still related to the person. Old Zhao will only become uglier if he loses weight."
"Go to hell!!"
After the commotion subsided, Zhao Wuji circled around Ma Hongjun, marveling at his abilities.
"I had my suspicions, but I couldn't believe it. I never thought it really was you. Hey, Hongjun, tell your teacher, how did you become like this?"
Can I change too?
Although our Lao Zhao is handsome enough, well, these kinds of things...
Who would complain?
"It's a mutation of the martial soul, Teacher Zhao."
Ma Hongjun honestly recounted his transformation process, but omitted the part about the system.
This, in turn, aroused a great deal of amazement and envy from many people.
Martial Soul Mutation?
It's almost like a complete transformation; her whole demeanor has changed!
"So, you really aren't interested in this picture book? You used to be able to spend an entire day just looking at it."
Zhao Wuji carefully took the album back from Elder Ning's hand and asked, quite puzzled.
Old Ning also perked up his ears.
"Please, Teacher Zhao, I'm all grown up now, okay?"
Ma Hongjun shook his head speechlessly and turned to walk towards Flander.
He would never admit that he no longer finds this thing appealing.
In addition, I still have a lot of questions waiting to be answered.
After all that trouble, it was already noon, and they finally figured out what had happened.
Flander was surprised that the boy's lustful desires didn't seem that serious, and Ma Hongjun also understood what was going on with her fiancé, and then refused without hesitation.
While it's certainly tempting to align himself with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School right now, it's undoubtedly a huge limitation for him, essentially fixing his allegiance.
This is not a good choice.
While disappointed, Elder Ning did not press the matter further, as he could see that the young man was a very opinionated person.
Too much pressure will only backfire.
Anyway, this incident has already left a deep impression. I'll just find a few female disciples from other sects to teach Rongrong a lesson. Am I afraid I won't be able to win you over?
Having figured out the key point, he left excitedly. After all, so many things had happened, and he had to report to Ning Fengzhi.
Meanwhile, the group finally returned to Shrek Academy.
"Those two days have been so long."
The boy stretched and inhaled the faint scent of wheat in the fields, instantly feeling relaxed.
A lot has happened these past two days.
Fortunately, the harvest was plentiful, and those 300 evolution points were very satisfying.
But Ma Hongjun hasn't figured out exactly how to use it yet.
He planned to obtain his third spirit ring, further understand the system's mechanics, and then decide which part to use.
"Fatty, you're finally back! Your brothers have been waiting for you for so long!"
As they reached the door, Oscar's voice, trembling with tears, rang out, and then the red-haired boy saw the bearded uncle running towards him, tears streaming down his face.
Ok?
Are you so reluctant to part with me?
Ma Hongjun pinched his chin in confusion, but still opened his arms in compliance.
He was quite touched that his brother cared so much.
However, before Oscar could run over, he was lifted up by one hand.
"Dean of the Academy"
Uncle Big Sausage shrank his neck and looked at Flander ingratiatingly, "Can I hug Fatty first? I really miss him terribly."
"Okay, I'll give you time."
Flanders smiled and adjusted his glasses.
"However, the punishment will be doubled, and also, remember to carry the bag of rice you didn't carry last night."
"Of course, you can also choose to go now, and the punishment will be halved, and you won't have to carry rice."
"So, are you still going to see Hongjun to catch up?"
Upon hearing this, Oscar immediately stood up straight and ran towards the edge of the village without looking back, shouting as he ran, "Dean, I'm starting now!!"
Ma Hongjun:
The boy, exasperated, tried to withdraw his hands. So this guy was planning to use me as a shield?
What plastic brothers? Hmm!?
He was inwardly grumbling when he felt a warm and soft body slide into his arms through his hands.
At the same time, a faint fragrance wafted to her nose, and a slightly shy and nervous voice rang in her ears.
"Welcome back, hello."
After leaving those words, the embrace vanished as soon as it touched him, leaving the red-haired boy staring blankly at the back of the black-haired, aloof, and curvaceous girl.
Wait, Zhu Zhuqing?
what?
What's going on?
If it weren't for the lingering, cool, and elegant fragrance in his arms, Ma Hongjun would have thought it was an illusion.
Snapped!
The sound of shattering glass rang out. The boy looked in the direction of the sound and saw Dai Mubai staring at him in disbelief, with a shard of a wine glass still in his hand.
"Fatty, you..."
"No, wait, it's me!"
Just as the bewildered Ma Hongjun was about to explain, another petite and soft body snuggled into his arms.
Welcome back!
The innocent-looking girl blinked her big eyes, gave a sly smile, and flew away like a butterfly.
"Fatty!!!"
An equally incredulous voice came from behind. The red-haired boy instinctively turned around and met Oscar's heartbroken eyes.
(End of this chapter)