blueteamnovel Chapter 291 - 215: What’s the Value of Face?
Chapter 291 - 215: What’s the Value of Face?
Chapter 291: Chapter 215: What’s the Value of Face?Wednesday night deep into the night.
Jiuyou Academy, room 101 in the office building.
The Jiuyou Branch of the First University Professors Conference is holding an informal meeting in this conference room.
To be precise, the meeting is not exactly informal.
On every last Wednesday evening of the month, professors would convene a regular meeting in this conference room to summarize the work results of the month and arrange the teaching tasks of the next month - only that most of the time, many professors burdened with heavy re
He glanced around.
Upon seeing no one watching, he whispered: "You know the male student who joined the academy this year, didn’t you?"
"You mean that kid who draws good talismans and scared Miss Zhang silly?" The chubby wizard wrinkled his eyebrows with effort and muttered: "Ah... I heard about it, it was all over the place yesterday about how he fainted during Emma’s class...now that you mention it, the Return Soul Poplar wine indeed has special effects on the soul."
"Exactly." Old Yao clapped his hands in approval, forgetting he was still holding a pipe.
The pipe was shaken, issuing a cloud of heavy blue smoke and a string of golden-red sparks.
It looked like a fire dragon sneezing.
"Geez!" The chubby wizard rolled his eyes wearily and spread his hands: "With this wine, you can just wipe over the body to soothe the soul, no need to bathe in it... This might spoil him, and even if I were willing to give it, I don’t have that much in stock... This year’s production is only about thirty pounds."
"Then give me twenty pounds!" Old Yao took advantage without a hint of hesitation.
"Hehe..." The chubby wizard forced a laugh, raising a round finger.
"Ten pounds?" Professor Yao frowned, looking unwilling: "Ten pounds is too little... I’m afraid it won’t last long."
"Are you planning to use this home remedy as a standard treatment?" The chubby wizard weakly rebutted: "Moreover, it’s not ten pounds... it’s one pound... everything else has been reserved by everyone, and there’s no more left."
"One pound!" Old Yao turned his bizarre eyes, ready to get angry.
"One pound it is, one pound is enough." Professor Li of Potion Studies pulled back Old Yao from behind, repeatedly dissuading: "Keep appearances, don’t make a fuss here."
"Appearances?" Professor Yao scoffed, his face full of dismissal: "What’s the point of appearances? Who in this room doesn’t know who’s who? If I can fix that damn little brat by losing a bit of face, I’ll tear off my own face and use it to mop the floor for everyone... I’ll tear off the right side if the left isn’t enough!"