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Chapter 198

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"Mister Water" (Doujinshi) by a certain author's travel notes

— Outside of Baishui's Happy Life

Hmm … Let me make an announcement first: The Emperor's completed "Imperial Phoenix" and "Yan Qing" are also very good. Hmm, just dark purple.

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"Mister Water" (Doujinshi) by a certain author's travel notes

— Outside of Baishui's Happy Life

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Yingdu was nothing more than this. The blooming flowers on Mount Shang were indeed like a beautiful painting, but the painting was not lacking in groups of sightseeing groups from the Canghai Literature Network. They took recommendation tickets from the member center, sometimes three or nine. As they distributed them, they loudly discussed topics such as "My family is not happy", "There is no boat scene in the entire novel", "The Emperor is really too lucky", "The heroine is too capable, she is really like a fairy", and so on. They lamented that the author was too cruel, which made me feel very strange. Was there only one person who felt that there was nothing wrong with the novel?

Occasionally, I could see a blurry egg-like beauty coming and going, silently giving nourishment to the hardworking author. When the matter was done, she would leave without taking a piece of eggshell with her —

— A V member with no motive to benefit herself. She treated the entertainment business of the people of Neichuan as her own business. What kind of spirit was that? She was simply a popsicle in summer and the sun in winter. She was a living Lei Feng of the new era. Every time I looked at the gift records left by Yi, I would cover my face with my sleeves and sigh — I was really touched.

There were several books for sale in the Yellow Chrysanthemum Market near Ying University. Sometimes you could see the popular erotic novels that had been passed down from the overseas Hu Dynasty. It was worth a visit. If it was in the morning, you could sit in the tea rooms inside. But in the evening, there would be some unavoidable sounds. Compared to Narita Lu Chuan. Compared to Narita Narita Lu Lu, there was a different feeling. Compared to Narita Narita Lu, Narita Narita Lu, Lu Lu. If I asked, I Narita Lu Narita Lu Lu, Translator: Lu

Editor: Lu How to go somewhere else?

I. Lu Lu, I will. lu. I Lu, I go to Nan. Lu. Not long after setting out from Ying City, he arrived at a relay station. There was a message written on it: Return Pavilion For some reason, I still remember this name. It is said that this is the residence of Lady Yuewei and her husband. Her Majesty is currently serializing a long transmigration novel, "Fu Yao". Every ten thousand chapters, the number of readers is still not enough. It seems to be very popular. Next, I only remember Yunzhou. This is the place where Emperor Ling Xiao hid. It is also the place where countless strong Xiliang sons and daughters died in battle.

Yan City is a town near the Heng River in Nan Min. It has convenient transportation and a bustling market. However, it is not big. The climate here is warm and humid. There are no students from the Celestial Empire.

Maybe it is because things are rare. I remember a few years ago, when a pink novel written by a South Korean high school student arrived in the Celestial Empire, it was brought to the Celestial Empire by many lolis. It was called "the best novel, a masterpiece". Once the photoshopped photos of the girl were uploaded to XX forums, they were immediately hung on the front page. They were even called "non-mainstream beauties". I also received such preferential treatment when I arrived in Yan City. Not only did the school not charge me tuition, a few staff members even worried about my accommodation.

I first stayed in an inn next to the Affiliated Hospital of Yan University. After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather became hotter during the day. It was cool at night, so I slept well. However, there are many mosquitoes here. Occasionally, I can see Miss Hong from the Xuanchi Palace. The food was not bad. However, a gentleman thought that this inn also took care of the meals in the nearby small restaurants. As a human who was a female, it was not suitable for her to stay there. She kept saying it over and over again. Although I feel that the food in the inn has nothing to do with me, I can't refuse his good intentions. I have to find another suitable place to stay. So I moved to another place. It is also very far from the Affiliated Hospital of Yan University. Unfortunately, I have to eat Qi Fan brand fast food every day.

Since then, I have seen many strange men and listened to many new lectures. Anatomy was taught by two professors. Initially, it was osteology. At this time, a stunning man came in. He wore a silver crown, a plain robe, and a silver jade belt. His figure is beautiful, his face is otherworldly, and his demeanor is leisurely and cool, like a pear flower under the moon. He is holding a stack of books of various sizes. As soon as he put the books on the podium, he introduced himself to the students in a low, melodious, and infinitely elegant voice.

"I am called Shui Jingchen …"

A few people in the back laughed. He then talked about the history of the development of anatomy in Inner Chuan. The slides showed some information about the evolution of this subject. At first, there were some human affairs in the Celestial Empire, and then there were a few scenes from Eastern Yan. Suddenly, he saw a scene of two tall Eastern Yan men openly hugging on the street. His body immediately trembled, and he couldn't help but fantasize. For a moment, even Mr. Shui's beautiful and well-organized explanation became floating clouds.

The person sitting in the back laughing was a student who failed last year. He has been in school for a year and is quite familiar with the history. They talked about the history of each professor to the new students. This Mr. Shui is said to be from a famous family in Inner Chuan — — the Shui family of Yilan. He was originally a person who could move unhindered in the world, but for some reason, he is willing to be a teacher here. Because he is really too outstanding, although he has a gentle and unapproachable temperament, he still has many admirers in private, and sometimes there are even men who want to force themselves on him. Mr. Shui is usually neat and tidy, and prefers to dress simply. He is low-key and gorgeous with a sense of intellectualism. Occasionally, when his long hair is loose, his snow-white skin and bright eyes have another kind of suffocating holy charm.

What they said is probably true. Someone saw him once in the dissection room being pressed against the wall by Professor Shui Yingshen of the Department of Economics. At that time, it was an exchange student from one of the top universities in Inner Chuan, Qingma Institute of Technology, who lived in Flame City, Senior Bai Yuan, who saved Mr. Shui, and the Economics Department professor who wanted to molest Mr. Shui mysteriously disappeared shortly after the incident.

After a week, around Saturday, he asked his assistant to call Someone.

This assistant was Senior Bai Yuan, who had saved Mister Shui before. It was said that he was also Mister Shui's lover. His appearance was peerlessly handsome, and there was no need to speak of his outstanding bearing. What was especially unforgettable was his pair of incomparably beautiful eyes. When he looked at people, they shone with a golden light, as if all the light in the world was concentrated in the depths of his eyes.

When he arrived at the laboratory, he saw Mr. Shui walking out of the sterile laboratory next door. He was studying the virus at that time. Later, a paper "On the Relationship between the White Blood Cells and the Demon Eye Virus" was published in the school magazine.

"Can you copy my lecture notes?" He asked.

"I can copy a little."

"Let me see!"

Someone handed over the copied lecture notes. He accepted it and returned it two or three days later. He also said that after that, he will show it to him once a week. When he took it down and opened it, he was shocked. At the same time, he felt uneasy and grateful. It turned out that a certain handout had been revised from the beginning to the end with a red pen. Not only did he add a lot of omissions, but he also corrected all the mistakes in the field of physiology. For example, he also pointed out the mistakes in a certain drawing that had almost no practical operation and politely said something like, "Study hard, this kind of thing will not happen again." This continued until he had finished teaching the subjects he was in charge of: osteology, vasculature, neurology.

It's a pity that I wasn't hardworking at that time, and sometimes I was very headstrong. He still remembered one time when Mr. Shui called him to his research room and took out a drawing from his notes. It was a drawing of the scene where Mr. Shui was pushed down by his legendary man, Senior Bai Yuan. He pointed at the drawing, and between his delicate eyebrows, there was a hint of embarrassment, which made him look even more beautiful.

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— End of Previous Chapter

SOMETHING IS A CLEAR-CUT LINE THAT SHOWS THAT IT IS A CLEAR-CUT LINE.

Note 1: This is a parody of Mr. Lu Xun's work, Mr. Fujino.

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