Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor

　　 Ye Fan sat slumped in his seat, next to Pangbo and another girl who I don’t know now but will be a classmate in the future.

　　 Ye Fan was not killed by Pang Bo, which is regrettable, ah, it's wrong, it's regrettable, it's not right, it's a sigh of relief.

　　 It's just that now Ye Fan's whole body exudes an aura of no hope for life, why the world treats me, and death.

　　 directly asked the girl next to her to move her body to the other side.

　　 Too lost, so lost that people dizzy.

　　 "Ye Zi, what's the matter with you?" Pang Bo asked with some worry, afraid that he would knock Ye Fan out of trouble.

　　 "I want to be quiet."

　　 "Don't ask me who Jingjing is, I just want to think without reason."

　　 Pangbo feels that this particularly speculative friend he just met may have a brain problem.

　　 I didn’t ask who Jingjing is?

　　 "Papa!"

　　 Pangbo still wanted to talk, the counselor on the podium clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention.

　　 "Hello classmates, my surname is Meng, and I will be your counselor from now on, for the next four years..."

　　 Then there is the scene of bar, bar, and everything, everyone will be family in the future, and everyone has been in the same boat for four years.

　　 Then the counselor Meng took out a roll call, although in the cultivation age, who did not come to communicate with the teaching building magic weapon will know.

　　 But life still needs a sense of ritual.

　　 "Ye Fan!" The first one was Ye Fan, who couldn't run away.

　　 "Here!" Ye Fan changed from extremely decadent to extremely spiritual only in an instant. In an environment like a classroom, Ye Fan couldn't help standing upright when he heard this familiar voice.

　　 The memory engraved in the muscles and spirit.

　　 If you are not serious, you will eat fried pork with bamboo shoots.

　　 "Pangbo!"

　　 "Here!" This loud voice directly covered Ye Fan's ears, and then Ye Fan glanced at Pang Bo, Grandma Li's, was it on purpose?

　　 "Zhou Yi!"

　　 "Here!" A gentleman with a strong atmosphere stood up, looking very easy-going, with an unusual temperament.

　　Meng's counselor glanced at Zhou Yi and nodded. Among Ye Fan's classmates, Zhou Yi is second only to Ye Fan in the future achievements.

　　 If you have been following Ye Fan, he will also be on the top of the world in the future.

　　...

　　 The first day of university was spent in Ye Fan's unspeakable mood.

　　 "Uncle Meng, you are a kindergarten teacher, how can you teach at university?"

　　 Ye Fan approached Counselor Meng and asked this question that had been in his mind for a long time.

　　 "Is there a difference? Isn't it all about teaching and educating people?" Counselor Meng entered some information into the magic weapon without lifting his head.

　　 "..." Ye Fan has nothing to say, is it okay? But kindergarten and university can be the same!

　　 One is a three-year-old kid, and the other is an 18-year-old adult!

　　 "In college, be more serious." Counselor Meng told Ye Fan.

　　 Ye Fan said weakly: "I know Uncle Meng, I will study hard."

　　 "I'm not just talking about studying." Counselor Meng looked up at Ye Fan, "In the past four years, just do whatever you want."

　　 "To talk about the first love, skip class to play games, and ask a friend to go on an interstellar trip."

　　 "Whatever you want, do it."

　　 "After all, there will be no chance."

　　 Ye Fan heard a little inexplicably, what does it mean that there will be no chance in the future?

　　 made me feel like I was going to die after college.

　　 "Uncle Meng, am I suffering from a terminal illness that cannot live beyond 22 years? You and my parents have been hiding things from me."

　　 Ye Fan asked tentatively, Counselor Meng’s attitude made him puzzled.

　　 "You guessed it, there is no help, wait for death." Counselor Meng said grumpily, still terminally ill.

"Oh!"

　　 Ye Fan certainly didn't believe this. He felt that his body was as strong as a cow, and he could knock Counselor Meng flying with one punch. How could he be dead at the age of twenty-two.

　　 "By the way, you shouldn't go to training classes in the future." Counselor Meng said suddenly.

　　 "Huh?" Ye Fan was puzzled, "Why?"

　　 "What did you go to do?" Counselor Meng said in a strange tone, "You have no way to practice. You go to the practice class, don't you catch fish?"

"That's what I say, but I still want to hear it." Ye Fan bitterly, his yearning for cultivation has never been extinguished, but because he has not been able to practice for a long time but is in an environment with many cultivators, And more enthusiastic.

　　 In fact, most people who have no cultivation level will choose some schools that specialize in the mortal field when they apply for college. On the contrary, fewer people apply for schools where both cultivators and mortals have majors.

　　 Of course, on top of the huge student base, there are many fewer proportions.

　　 And in the school where Ye Fan is in, mortals like Ye Fan can also listen to the training courses, but only cultivators need to take the exam.

　　 The emphasis on both sides is different, just in the same class, the same school, learn some common courses.

　　 "If you want to hear, I can teach you not to do it." Counselor Meng said in a twitchy tone, "I can teach anything you want to learn! Immortal, eternal, invincible, invincible, wisdom can teach you everything!"

　　 "Bag." Ye Fan rolled his eyes, "Who do you think you are, the emperor?"

　　 Ye Fan is now much calmer. He can't resist the fate, so he can only lie down and let fate do it on him.

　　 Do it yourself!

　　 Now think about it. I have been thinking about escaping from Uncle Meng's "claws" for three years in high school. Now I see Uncle Meng in a foreign land, and I feel very kind.

People will grow up. 15-year-old Ye Fan wanted to get out of the wings and worked hard for three years. Ye Fan, who came to a different place at the age of 18, met Counselor Meng, except that it was difficult to accept at first. .

　　 I even feel a little happy now.

　　 "Uncle Meng, if you were the emperor of heaven, I would have held your thigh a long time ago!"

　　 The emperor of heaven is too far away, has become a symbol, a symbol, the emperor of heaven is very close, has been integrated into people's daily life, in life, everyone can say a few words.

　　My God, God is here, God bless you, etc.

　　 "Humph." Counselor Meng snorted, and answered Ye Fan's question with disdain.

　　 "If you want to learn, learn, don't learn to **** off!"

　　 "Study! I learn!" Ye Fan showed a flattering smile. A father-like person wants to teach you something, do you learn or not?

　　 "Go and get in touch with your roommate, what are you doing with me all day?" Counselor Meng issued an order.

　　 "Goodbye Uncle Meng! I'll call you to eat later!" Ye Fan yelled, UU read www.uukanshu.com and ran out quickly.

　　 His roommates are Pang Bo, Zhou Yi, and Zhang Ziling.

　　 In addition to Zhou Yi, the other two people can be regarded as Ye Fan's **** supporters in the original plot.

　　 Of course, this was arranged by counselor Meng, and Ye Fan carefully chose the school in order to escape from the original city, which was also the one he attended in the original plot.

　　 In the dark, the trajectory of fate has long been doomed.

　　Counselor Meng looked at Ye Fan's fast running back, his mouth tickled.

　　 "This is your last relaxing time, cherish it."

　　 Ye Fan hasn't set foot in cultivation yet, although counselor Meng's methods have been on him, but he is still a mortal after all.

　　 After waiting for a few years, Ye Fan embarked on the path of fate.

　　 It won’t be that easy anymore, the monks of my generation, fighting the heavens and fighting the earth, how can they be complete without a tempered cultivation life?

　　 As for now, the mortal Ye Fan and the counselor Meng have no interest in tempering.

　　 Even if I lowered the temper, it wasn't that great, and I didn't feel fulfilled.

　　 Let Ye Fan live the life of a little two for the last few years.

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