"Inexhaustible Burning" Author: Hui Nanque [End]

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[Waste in a wheelchair are not worthy of love. 】

I once had the illusion that Shang Muxiao would be the terminator of this idea...

In the end, he thought so too.

On my side, the old house is on fire, and it can't be burnt out.

His end was nothing but a careful calculation and a joke.

The human body is a representation of the world, controlled by inner desires. Desire is driven by the will. The will communicates desires through the body and governs our world.

When your world becomes dazzling and shining like never before because of the arrival of a person, you should be alert, it is the fall of will.

Shang Muxiao x Arabidopsis, cynical college student's new year attack x cold and rational associate professor wheelchair sufferer

Chapter 1 Do you know whose son he is?

the sixth time.

"Schopenhauer believed that people are born unfortunate, the so-called happiness and enjoyment are only temporary cessation of desire, and the main theme of life is pain, emptiness and boredom..."

Press the button on the remote control, and the projection screen above the podium will display the corresponding excerpt.

"The World as Will and Representation says so..."

Seventh time.

"...desire and struggle are the whole essence of being human."

In the corner of the light, the man was still looking at his phone.

In ten minutes, he checked his phone seven times. There was an endless stream of news. There were two times when the phone started vibrating just after I put it on the table. Although it was not a big movement, it was enough to distract me.

When he picked up the phone again, I couldn't bear it anymore, I stopped the lecture, controlled the electric wheelchair to the edge of the podium, and stared at the other person's position with a fixed face.

"you……"

I raised my laser pointer and pointed it at the table on the far right in the third row, near the hallway. The small red dot moved up slowly, and finally stopped at the position of the man behind the table.

Anyone with a normal mind who finds himself irradiated by an unknown laser will always subconsciously look up to find the source, and the other party is no exception.

The young man in a loose white t frowned and raised his head, with the words "I'm not happy, don't mess with me" brightly written on his face. When those dark and deep eyes looked over, I even had the illusion of being stared at by a ferocious beast.

He may not be too hungry to hunt right now, but if you dare to keep splashing in front of him, he won't mind dragging you back into strips to decorate his lair.

I pursed my lips, turned off the laser pointer, and said coldly, "If you have an urgent matter, just go and deal with it. Mobile phones are not allowed in my class."

The voice was clearly transmitted through the headset, the other party raised his eyebrows, looked at me for a moment, tucked the phone into his pants pocket, then stood up and walked out the door. Clean and neat, without making any excuses for himself.

The two people sitting next to him should be his friends. Seeing him leave, they looked at each other, picked up the book, and quickly followed.

The classroom door opened and closed. I stared at the back of the three of them leaving, and unconsciously squeezed the laser pointer in my hand.

There was an eerie and awkward silence in the room, and everyone looked at me nervously, breathing lightly. They should be more shocked than I am that someone dared to challenge my authority in my class.

It is true that there has not been such a warrior in a long time.

Looking back, I said to the teaching assistants in the last row of the classroom, "Remember them for truancy."

A white and tender arm was raised in the back row of the crowd, and Yu Xixi responded loudly, "Received!"

Back at the center of the podium, I adjusted the portable mic, I pressed the remote again to continue the previous content, and quickly forgot this episode.

When the class was over and everyone dispersed, I held the lecture notes and was pushed by Yu Xixi to the office.

"Brother Bei, do you know that you now have a nickname called 'King Beizhe'?" She has a lively personality and doesn't like being dull. It may be related to her previous experience as the Minister of Literature and Art. It is just a few hundred meters away. Always want to be active.

I often feel that it is a pity for her to be a teaching assistant. She should be an entertainment reporter, so that she can also work in surfing.

"What's the meaning?"

The shadows of the trees swayed on the ground, and it was clearly windy, but it didn't feel any coolness. It's already October, why is it still so hot? At this time last year, everyone started wearing long sleeves.

"Southern Buddhist monk, Northern Zhewang. Professor Wang Nan from the Department of Law and you from the Department of Philosophy are also known as the two most difficult gods in Qingwan University. The unfolding is - Wang Nan, the bald donkey of the Department of Law; Beijiao, Philosophy The Demon King of the Department."

"..." I thought that no one else noticed that Professor Wang was wearing a wig, but it turned out that everyone just pretended to be invisible, and there was a heated discussion in private.

"I also saw someone talking to you from other departments of popular science yesterday, saying, 'If you can't take the course of King Beizhe, you can't take it. It's very sad, and the homework is very demanding, but if it's for his appearance, just treat it as if I didn't say it.' . Brother Bei, your appearance has withstood the aesthetic test of the students of the vast number of students."

All kinds of gossip on the Internet, people I don’t know, inside and outside the school, Yu Xitong stuffed into my mouth all at once, and didn’t care if I wanted to eat it or not.

Fingertips tapped the wheelchair armrests regularly, hot and upset.

"By the way, Brother Bei, do you know whose son was the person you kicked out of the classroom today?"

Take action.

"Headmaster's?" I guess.

Yu Xixi was delighted: "How can the principal give birth to such a beautiful cub, just his old face..."

I tilted my head and glanced at her: "Pay attention to your words."

She seemed to realize that we were not in a wild country, but in a crowded school, and suddenly shut up.

Looking left and right, Yu Xixi lowered his voice and said: "His name is Shang Muxiao, Shang Lu's son, he is the famous movie star more than ten years ago, the one who filmed "The Retrograde Wind". Shang Lu was quite popular at that time. , My mother likes him so much, but unfortunately she quit the showbiz and went into business after filming "Retrograde Wind"."