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Chapter 39: Don't worry, just break a leg!

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In the eyes of everyone, the classroom door opened, and a tall and thin man appeared at the door. He was reaching out to push the door.

The man is about 1.8 meters tall, and his long hair stands up like an explosion. This hairstyle is the best even among killing Matt hairstyles.

The eyes have thick black panda eyes, which seems to be called smoky makeup? It was very popular many years ago, when there was a beautiful world-class female star with the signature smoky makeup.

Everyone in the teaching stared at the man without blinking.

The man suddenly caught the attention of everyone. He scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile, "I'm in class, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"Whoare tempted?" The chalk in Professor Smith's hand was broken. The professor is very angry now, and the consequences are serious!

"Yangmao?" The tall and thin man waved his hand: "Stay while you go. I'll find someone and leave. It won't bother you for a long time."

The veins on Professor Smith's forehead burst, and he was about to give the lanky man some color.

But as the tall and thin man waved his hand, Smith suddenly found that he couldn't move, and the whole figure seemed to be fixed. Not only is it immobile, but the mouth and tongue are immobilized. You can't even turn your eyeballs! In the end, even thinking began to freeze.

The tall and thin man then looked around the classroom, as if looking for someone.

All the students stared at him dumbfounded.

Only Song Shuhang, he looked at the door lock that was blown open when he 'pushed the door', a bad premonition surged up - gently pushing the door, the door lock can be pushed open, definitely not an ordinary person, right

At least a cultivator who has taken body quenching fluid can do this.

Isn't this guy a pharmacist

Shuhang immediately shook his head vigorously.

No, certainly not! The senior pharmacist in the Jiuzhou Group, although he speaks less, can see that he is a reliable senior, how could he be the one who kills Matt in front of him

Unfortunately, life is always afraid of whatever comes.

"Little friend Song Shuhang, come out quickly, I'm a pharmacist!" The tall and thin man stared at Shuhang, laughed loudly, and waved vigorously.

Immediately, all the students stared at Song Shuhang.

Those eyes are so sharp and complex...

Song Shuhang covered his face with one hand—this day is impossible to live.

Also, why did Yakushi know that he was here without calling? Could he use any spell to locate his position

Song Shuhang finally greeted him cheekily.

"Teacher, I'll take two classes off." Song Shuhang said embarrassedly to Professor Smith.

Professor Smith didn't even blink his eyes, and his consciousness was frozen now. When he recovered after a while, he would only think that he was stunned... He didn't even realize that a student had left in front of him.

"Why is there so much nonsense, come with me." The pharmacist dragged Song Shuhang.

"Tu Bo, help me pack my textbooks." Song Shuhang finally shouted at Tu Bo, and was dragged away by the pharmacist.

At the back of the classroom, Tu Bo wondered: "Isn't it another courier delivery?"

"It doesn't look like it." Gao Moumou pushed his glasses: "Speaking of which, the one last time didn't look like a courier."

On the way, Song Shuhang asked, "Senior pharmacist, how did you find me?"

"The mobile phone location function, just enter your mobile phone number, and I can locate you where you are. Then just look at who has experienced 'body quenching' in the classroom and know which one is you. After taking the quenching medicine , compared with ordinary people, the difference is very obvious." The pharmacist said proudly.

Song Shuhang's illusion was shattered again. It turned out to be the mobile phone location function, not the search for him from thousands of miles through magic

But in other words, to locate his location through a mobile phone, doesn't it require the other party to locate him only after he has agreed to confirm it on his mobile phone? Could it be that the pharmacist is also a high-level hacker or something, who can crack his mobile phone program and forcibly locate it

Song Shuhang: "By the way, I didn't expect you to dress up so stylishly, Senior Medicine Master."

"Tide? What do you mean?" The pharmacist looked puzzled.

"For example, your explosive hairstyle?" Song Shuhang said.

"Oh, you said this. This is actually because when I flew directly from Yujian in Haibei Province to Jiangnan District yesterday, I straddled two provinces. In addition, the wind was relatively strong at high altitude, and my hair was blown like this." Kindly laughed.

"..." Song Shuhang was silent for a moment, and then asked without giving up: "That senior's smoky makeup?"

"Smoky makeup? Oh, I know this, my apprentice often mentioned it to me, it's the makeup of a star girl named Avril, right? But I'm not smoky makeup, it's just ordinary dark circles. As a pharmacist, we often have to stay up all night to make medicine pills, sometimes we don't eat, drink or sleep for several weeks. Over time, there will be dark circles under the eyes. Since we still practice for more than ten days now, the dark circles under the eyes It hasn't faded. Maybe when I break through the realm this time, these dark circles will disappear." The pharmacist laughed.

Song Shuhang only felt that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping around in his heart.

Compared with the image of cherishing words like gold in the group, the pharmacist in reality is very chatty, and also loves to laugh and be carefree. The image is completely shattered.

Boys' dormitory.

"This is where you live, where is the alchemy room?" the pharmacist asked.

"The alchemy room... Barely it's here." Song Shuhang pointed to the kitchen.

"Isn't this a kitchen?" The pharmacist rubbed his brows: "That's right, you said that the body quenching liquid is made with an induction cooker and a hot pot, and it can only be used in the kitchen."

The kitchen, alas. The pharmacist suddenly felt so melancholy, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

But he quickly perked up.

"Little friend Shuhang, can you refine the body quenching liquid again and let me observe it?" the pharmacist asked.

When he restored the process of quenching the body fluid described by Song Shuhang by simulating alchemy yesterday, he accidentally discovered something interesting.

However, the simulated alchemy is a simulation after all, and there will be a lot of negligence, so he still wants to see Shuhang refining a body quenching liquid with his own eyes to confirm some details.

"Now?" Song Shuhang looked at the time. Halfway through the third class, it was already past nine thirty.

"Is there a problem?" the pharmacist asked suspiciously.

"There is a lack of time. After another one and a half hours, the morning class will end, and then it will be lunch time." Song Shuhang explained.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Ordinary people need to eat. It's really troublesome. If a cultivator can take any medicine, these trivial problems can be solved." The pharmacist murmured, and after a while, he asked again; "That little friend Shuhang Do you have time in the afternoon? Let’s try refining the body fluid together in the afternoon?”

"Afternoon... I have a class?" Song Shuhang said - he could ask for leave, and he even had a leave of absence form ready.

"Have a class? I almost forgot that you are a student. Then, who is your teacher in the afternoon?" The pharmacist asked naturally.

This question is very disturbing!

"Senior, please be blunt. Although I believe that the senior is an honest person, I still want to ask, senior, don't you want to send my teacher who taught this afternoon to the hospital?" Song Shuhang asked earnestly - Yurouzi triggered The tragedy is like yesterday! No, it was just yesterday.

"Ahaha, you have thought of this too? Great idea, as long as you send your teacher to the hospital, won't you be free in the afternoon? Don't worry, I can manage the heat well, just break the leg That's fine." The pharmacist said of course.

Without changing his face, he broke his teacher's leg and sent him to the hospital. Is this the fine tradition of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group