"get out of class is over! Today's homework is this formula, it will be handed in in three days, and there must be a problem-solving process. I don't want to see someone copying the wrong name again." Qing Lian put away the books on the podium, hugged her arms and left the classroom .
"What's the air!" A group of teenagers sat down and curled their lips, then looked at the formula projected on the wall in front of them, and screamed madly and scratched their hair.
"Ahh! That damn Daxia woman!"
"Heh, the howling of a defeated dog is really sweet!" Qing Lian kept an elegant smile, walking in the campus.
"I just like to see how you can't help but want to kill me."
"This time the questions are still too easy, but we have to do it step by step so that they don't complain, and we can use more difficult ones next time."
Turning around the corner, I happened to see a delicate girl in fluttering white clothes.
"You're still alive!" Seeing Qing Lian, Tong Lan twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a half-smile.
"You haven't graduated yet?" After Qing Lian finished speaking, she saw that the expression of Tong Lan on the opposite side was completely frozen.
"I hope there will be a day when I will issue you a diploma!" Qing Lian pursed her lips and smiled as she passed by Tong Lan.
It wasn't until Qinglian left for a long time that Tonglan let out a series of frantic cries.
"You can't beat her when you are bickering." Shi Gan kept a calm expression on the side, and only then opened his mouth.
"snort!"
"And you can't beat her!" Shi Gan continued to stab again.
"Shi Gan, I'll fight you!" Tong Lan went crazy!
Chasing wildly back to the research room, Tonglan sighed with her forehead twitching, "When will we graduate!"
"Soon, won't you be graduating next year? It's only a year away! Renren will pass." The girl not far away frowned and said, although it was to comfort her, she was still full of entanglements when she mentioned this matter.
"Elementary school, middle school, university, and then a graduate student. God knows what will come after the graduate student. I feel that I can't hold on to the day of graduation. There is no end in sight. After you graduate, remember to ask your grandson to burn the diploma to me. .”
Xu Peng squatted on the ground covering his head and lamented.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were extremely ugly, obviously touching the pain point of everyone.
"Has the engine data of Zhanyi 112 been calculated? Haven't calculated it yet? Who told you to be lazy?" Tong Lan's mood was even worse, and she immediately vented her anger on the others.
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Qing Lian put the lesson plans back in the office, put on a pair of glasses with rose red metal half-rim and left the school gate.
Unlike Xinzhe's five-meter accident girl with glasses who doesn't distinguish between humans and animals, she is purely because of her good looks.
I found a noodle shop outside the campus, which sold potato flour or sweet potato flour stew.
After eating, I started to have nothing to do. I walked to a corner outside the campus and looked at the students calling home from the public phone booth, feeling a little dazed.
Life here is good, there are not so many messy things, just take classes and study the mathematics you like.
But beyond that, she also feels a little lonely.
After all, as long as people have social needs.
Want to make a call like those people, but don't know who to call, family, no. Friends, neither.
There used to be a partner, Su Qing, but he probably didn't want to receive his call...
Qing Lian had a self-deprecating smile on her face. Compared with others, bickering with those students was more interesting, and she felt that she was not alone.
When I was laughing at myself, I noticed a few strange people walking in the distance.
The body is wearing clothes that don't belong to any place. First, one half of the body is a white robe, and the other half is sewn together with pieces of red cloth, and then draped over the body.
Behind them are several robes woven from gray and black cloth, which look like a beggar's patchwork.
But these people are different, they are very clean, and they are all bald, which is quite rare outside the ancient clan.
Anyway, Qing Lian only knew one bald head like this. Not only was he bald, he didn't even have eyebrows, and the exposed skin on his body didn't show any hair.
"Amitabha, the poor monk Xingruo, I have seen the benefactor!" When the bald heads passed by Qing Lian, they stopped suddenly, and the bald head who looked delicate in front of him suddenly joined hands and saluted.
"?" Qing Lian suddenly remembered who these people were. It was a very prosperous sect called Buddhism in Tianjing Land, and it seemed that they had some unclear relationship with Prince Zhao.
The development in Tianjing Land has been very prosperous in recent years, and even some students from Tianjing Land in the college believe in this religion.
"What's the matter?" Qing Lian looked at the handsome monk in front of her with question marks on her forehead.
"The poor monk sees that the benefactor pays a little attention to the poor monk and others. It is fate to meet, so I have a few words with the benefactor."
"Meeting is fate?" Qing Lian asked back.
"Otherwise, in this vast sea of people, why did the poor monk and others meet the benefactor, why did the benefactor pay attention to us, and why did you and I talk here?" Xing Ruo said with a smile.
"Heh!" Qinglian twitched the corners of her mouth: "Then there must be a lot of people here."
"Why not?" Xing Ruo said with a smile. "People with predestined relationship, poor people, who can distinguish the things in this world? You can't break through the fog in your mind. You are like a fish in water, but you can't know yourself."
Just as Qing Lian was about to refute, her expression changed suddenly, as if she had realized something in her heart.
After a while, he smiled and said, "Is there something in your words?"
"It's just a nonsense." Xing Ruo finished speaking with a smile, put his palms together, and said goodbye.
Qing Lian saw the backs of several people leaving, the inexplicable loneliness before disappeared without a trace, and the sense of alienation between the whole person and the surroundings also decreased.
"Master, was that the benefactor just now?" A monk behind Xing Ruo suddenly spoke, a little puzzled, not knowing the reason behind Xing Ruo's words just now.
"Fateful person!" Xing Ruo chuckled lightly.
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"I've seen the Buddha!" Xing Ruo bowed to Ren Baqian.
"It's been a long time, but it's getting old!" Ren Baqian looked at the handsome monk who looked to be around twenty in front of him, and said with a smile.
The little monk back then was quite attractive, but after not seeing him for many years, he has grown so much.
"It's all appearance." Xing Ruo said with a smile.
"Since it's just an appearance, how come the clothes are white?" Ren Baqian pointed to Xingruo's monk clothes.
"Because it looks good!" Xing Ruo said naturally.
"..." Ren Baqian was shocked by his righteous look.
"The poor monk doesn't look at the skin, but other people do." Xingruo continued to laugh.
Can this elegant monk in fluttering white clothes be compared with the sloppy monk in patchwork clothes
Ren Baqian was dumbfounded, and then laughed out loud, if this business has changed a lot, it's no wonder that such a big situation has been created in the Tianjing Land.
Thanks to the chaos and man-made disasters in Tianjing Land at the beginning, and Ren Baqian's support, Buddhism has spread to almost the entire Tianjing Land in the past ten years, with millions of believers and dozens of temples.
It is really amazing that a young monk who was less than ten years old made such a big situation in the past ten years.
Moreover, the young monks also set up endless treasures to store things donated by believers to the temple in endless treasures. In case of natural disasters or man-made disasters, or if someone is struggling to make a living, they will take them out and use them to help ordinary people.
This move also allowed Buddhism to expand more rapidly.
However, there are also many disadvantages in it, and people's hearts are unpredictable. Although the young monks have good intentions, there are also some monks who enrich their own pockets and make huge profits.
This is what he knew from the report of the Captain's Mansion.