The process of buying a phone went smoothly. Song Shuhang chose a phone that had just been released this month and bought two, a black one and a white one.
He would keep the black one for himself and the white one for Senior White.
When Senior White came out from the Heavenly Tribulation, he would modify the two phones. It would be beautiful.
Before the modification, he could use the phone for now. At least he could use it for calls, chats, and surf the Internet.
After buying the phone and paying for it, Song Shuhang left the phone shop.
Most ordinary people lived a peaceful life. Generally speaking, the chances of encountering robberies, explosions, and other horrible things when buying a phone were very low. Some people would never encounter such things in their entire lives.
Song Shuhang tried to insert his SIM card into the phone and turned it on smoothly. The SIM card seemed to be damaged, but it was lucky to have survived the Heavenly Tribulation.
Next, Song Shuhang found a place where he couldn't be seen and flew back to Medicine Master's building on his saber.
On the way back, he passed by the park again.
However, Instructor Li Jr. was no longer there. It seemed that he had finished his morning exercise.
Maybe if Instructor Li Jr. persisted, he would become a martial arts master who was proficient in saber, sword, staff, and fist techniques. He would be invincible in the Jiangnan martial arts world.
…
…
Time flew, and it was almost time for the morning classes.
Song Shuhang came to Loli Shi's room and woke her up.
"Shi, get up. Class is about to start." Song Shuhang patted Shi's face.
"Ugh … You're so annoying. Don't wake me up … Let me sleep a little longer." Shi turned over and rolled up the quilt into a ball. Her eyes didn't open at all.
Song Shuhang sighed and patted her gently. "Get up first. If you really can't sleep, can you sleep after we get to school?"
"No, no." Shi's slender legs slapped on the bed. "Let me sleep a little longer … I don't want to get up … Senior Brother Song, please."
"…" Song Shuhang said, "How about I fly you there on my saber?"
"No, I don't want to go to class. I don't want to get up. I hate Senior Brother Song the most …" Shi said in a soft voice and hid her head under the blanket.
I hate it the most …
How annoying …
"Alright." Song Shuhang smiled bitterly and said, "Then you go back to sleep. I'll come over to call you for lunch at noon."
"Yes, yes, yes. Senior Brother Song likes it the most," Shi immediately muttered. Then, she curled into a more comfortable position and fell asleep.
I love it the most …
I like it …
That's why the love and hate of a brat always came so easily.
×××××
In the end, Song Shuhang went to class alone.
This morning's class is math.
Professor Yang, who was in charge of the mathematics class, had a habit of suddenly calling out names. During the class, after explaining an important point of knowledge, the class would randomly call the roll.
Moreover, the number of attendance checks would also affect the final result of the examination.
This kind of hobby was really not good. Many students hoped that Professor Yang could change this bad habit. Unfortunately, Professor Yang did not accept everyone's advice and continued to do as he pleased.
Professor Yang was no exception today. Halfway through the class, he suddenly became spirited and began to call out names.
"It's happening again." Gao Mou rubbed his face. Fortunately, he was full of energy recently and did not skip class. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pushed the sleeping Tubo. "Hurry up and wake up. Old Yang is calling out names again."
Tubo wiped away his saliva and opened his eyes with a confused expression.
Song Shuhang rubbed his temples. Shi and True Monarch White Crane were both not here. Although the two of them were only here to experience university life, their grades did not affect them.
However, it was not a good thing to be remembered by Old Yang.
While he was thinking, Professor Yang had already called out a few people and called out his name. "Song Shuhang."
"Here," Song Shuhang said.
Old Yang glanced at Song Shuhang and nodded in satisfaction. His memory was especially good. He could always associate the names of the students in the class with their general appearance.
This was also what the students hated the most. In this way, Old Yang couldn't even ask someone else to call out names on his behalf.
University roll call was usually just a formality. The teachers and students just had to cooperate and deal with it. Some schools didn't even have this kind of 'activity' … Why were they so heartless?
"Gao Mou," Old Yang called out again.
"Here." Gao Mou replied. His name was too special, so it was very easy for the teachers to remember him after seeing his name.
Not only in Old Yang's class, but also in other classes. As long as he was called out, the teachers would look at him. No one could call out names on behalf of Gao Mou. Every time Gao Mou thought of this, he would feel sad.
Therefore, this person's name was really important.
"Song Shi?" Professor Yang called out. He also had a deep impression of this girl. After all, she was a genius.
Song Shuhang clenched his teeth, pinched his throat, and shouted, "Here!"
At the same time, he used the shapeshifting brooch to affect Professor Yang's vision.
Only Professor Yang was affected. In the eyes of others, he was still Song Shuhang.
Therefore, when Song Shuhang answered in a pinched voice, Tubo, Gao Mou, and Yangde looked at Song Shuhang in surprise. Did Old Song take the wrong medicine today? He even dared to call for someone else in Old Yang's class? And he even did it on behalf of Song Shi, a student with obvious characteristics?
However, something even more shocking happened.
On the podium, Old Yang pushed his glasses up and looked at Song Shuhang. Then, he nodded in satisfaction and made a tick on the roll call.
It was as if in his eyes, Song Shuhang wasn't Song Shuhang, but Loli Shi.
"???" Gao Mou had a puzzled look on his face. Did Old Yang take the wrong medicine today?
Not only Gao Mou, but the surrounding students were also dumbfounded.
The roll call continued.
"Yangde," Old Yang continued.
Yangde hurriedly replied, "Here."
"Lu Fei."
"Here."
"Tubo."
"Here."
"Bai He!" Professor Yang called again.
Then, under the astonished gazes of Gao Mou, Tubo, and Yangde, Song Shuhang moved to another position and continued saying in a pinched voice, "Here!"
Old Yang raised his head again and glanced at Song Shuhang.
There was nothing wrong with him.
Then, as if he had taken the wrong medicine, Old Yang nodded and made a tick on the roll call.
Tubo and the surrounding students looked at Song Shuhang in surprise. What the hell was going on? Was Old Yang blind today? Didn't they see that Song Shuhang said 'we're here' three times?
"Could it be that Old Yang woke up in the wrong position today?" Some students thought.
"Maybe he's wearing the wrong glasses today?" Someone said to himself.
"Or maybe he was sick today and his mind was blank?"
"Oh, Zhu Tao didn't come today. Why don't we call for him? Old Yang is blind today. Maybe he can pass, "a strong student said in a low voice.
Song Shuhang: "…"
Guys, please don't mind. Old Yang was not blind today. He didn't wear the wrong glasses and he wasn't sick. Really!
"Nan Xin Qiong."
"Here."
"Zhu Tao!" At this time, Old Yang called Zhu Tao's name.
Then, Zhu Tao's sturdy roommate raised his head and said with a serious face, "Here!"
Song Shuhang: "…"
If he could, he would like to lend the Shapeshifting Brooch to this guy. But it was too late now. Besides, Song Shuhang hadn't learned the Illusion Spell yet. He couldn't cast an illusion spell on someone from a distance.
Song Shuhang was very apologetic.
Professor Yang pushed up his glasses and stared at Zhu Tao's roommate. "Are you Zhu Tao?"
"Uh …" Zhu Tao's roommate had a bad feeling. Director, this is not the right script!
"Then who is Xiong Donghua?" Professor Yang asked.
Not only was the professor not blind, but he also had a good memory.
Xiong Donghua wanted to cry. If he could send an emoji, he would definitely send a tearful emoji.
"Xiong Donghua, it's good to be loyal. But it's not a good habit to say 'here' for others. " Professor Yang pushed up his glasses. "But since you are so loyal, I'll consider 'Zhu Tao' here today."
Xiong Donghua's eyes lit up.
Old Yang was actually so understanding?
I didn't expect Professor Yang to have such a personality. He is so cute.
"Then, Xiong Donghua will skip class today." Old Yang said calmly. He put a tick next to Zhu Tao's name and then added a tick next to Xiong Donghua's name.
Xiong Donghua cried and fainted in the toilet …
For a moment, many students turned their heads and stared at Song Shuhang.
Damn, what happened to Song Shuhang just now? This guy said 'here' three times? Why didn't Old Yang see it?
Bribery? Unspoken rules? Or is Song Shuhang Old Yang's biological son?
Gao Mou approached Song Shuhang and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Shuhang, what happened just now?"
"What?" Song Shuhang blinked his eyes.
Gao Mou clenched his teeth, and said, "Don't play dumb. Just now, you said 'here' for Bai Shi and Bai He. Why didn't Old Yang react?"
Song Shuhang said, "Because I played a little trick."
Gao Mou was puzzled, and asked, "What trick?"
"Money." Song Shuhang said, "Actually, Song Shi and Bai He are quite special. They were transferred to this school because of money. For the sake of money, there are some things that the teachers will turn a blind eye to. "
"…" Gao Mou.
Where's your integrity?
Song Shuhang raised his head and looked at the sky. Just now, he shouldn't have only affected Old Yang's vision. He should have taken out the virtuous lamia and Lady Onion.
He should have let the virtuous lamia assume the appearance of Bai He, and then let Lady Onion use the shapeshifting brooch to assume Shi's appearance. That would have been the safest method.
He didn't think things through just now.
In addition … learning some simple illusory techniques should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
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