Dragon: I am writing your destiny

"Social Practice" has a class every two weeks, which is taught in the classroom.Although it is to learn theoretical knowledge, it is not to take the textbooks to teach the subjects according to the books, but to teach the experience by the teachers.

I used to be old teachers of a certain age, and every class I taught was my half-life experience, including the tastes of life at the turn of the old and new centuries, as well as the generosity and hymns in the cause of dragon slaying.

In short, this is like a story-telling self-study class. The teacher tells the story on the podium, and the students listen below. Whether they can listen and learn something depends on whether the students can empathize.

This is what Gu Chen inquired from Fushan Masashi, and he also prepared a few stories.

Yes, it was preparation, because he didn't have the first half of his life to talk about, and he couldn't really take the experience of selling fake wine as a talking point.So he sorted out several stories from the Romanee-Conti forum and synthesized a complete and excellent life experience.

——After all, everyone in the forum is full of veterans who can boast and talk, and what they say can be summed up to write a "Guidelines for Preventing Fraud in Society", and hundreds of small tricks to prevent pitfalls are nothing to worry about.

So Gu Chen was full of confidence.

In the clean and bright corridor, there are silent footsteps of white flat shoes stepping on the marble, and Gu Chen thoughtfully opened the closed window to let the sunlight shine in more directly.

He nodded in satisfaction, then looked at room 101 in front of him, and pushed open the door.

As expected, there was no one there.Gu Chen peeled off a soft candy, sat by the podium, looked out the window and waited.

The curtains are swaying in the breeze, and the whitewashed ceiling casts the shadow of the phalanx tree. As the sun slowly rises and tilts, the shadow of the tree changes from mottled to clear. The deep shadows can clearly see the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the leaves are clustered as blurred.

Later, the sun became brighter, and the tree shadows became more ostentatious, and finally gradually dimmed, and it was dusk.

Gu Chen waited here all afternoon.

When Toyama Masashi opened the classroom door curiously, what he saw was the familiar figure in a suit jacket and the scattered stars made of candy paper scattered on the desk. The transparent candy paper was shining in the light of the setting sun Colorfully intertwined.

"Teacher Gu?" He called softly, but the person opposite did not respond.

Masashi Toyama glanced at the nameplate of "Social Practice" nailed on the wall with confirmation, and walked in.

He looked at the motionless figure with his head down, worried that he was in a bad mood, so he walked around carefully, only to see this guy sleeping soundly with his eyes closed...

"..." Masashi Toyama took a deep breath, not knowing whether to leave or leave immediately.

After hesitating again and again, he closed the window first, and the cool evening wind was blocked out.

Turning around, someone was yawning and looking over here, which startled him.

"Are you awake?" Masashi Toyama spoke tremblingly because he was caught off guard and frightened.

"Am I asleep?"

"Slept very deeply."

"Oh, it seems that today's class is over." Gu Chen rubbed his neck and said 'Class is over' to the empty classroom.

Toyama Masashi discerned his expression, of course he didn't think it was a superfluous sense of ritual, he felt that the other party should be a little angry.

He pondered for a moment, and just about to say a few words of comfort, he heard Gu Chen ask him if he had eaten.

"What?" Toyama Masashi was taken aback.

"Dinner." Gu Chen turned sideways, and picked up the stars that were folded before into his palm one by one, "Should we have dinner now?"

"Yes, it's already evening." Toyama Masashi nodded subconsciously, and added, "I haven't eaten yet, I was planning to go to the restaurant just now."

Gu Chen walked out, and he followed behind.

"Why did you come here?"

"My office is upstairs, psychological counseling."

"Does anyone usually go there?"

"There is always."

Gu Chen responded lightly, but didn't speak again.

Masashi Toyama walked on campus with him, thought for a while, and still couldn't hold back his curiosity, "Have you been waiting there for a long time?"

"From morning." Gu Chen said, "I thought I would be late."

"Didn't you have lunch?" Toyama Masashi asked in surprise.

"I've eaten." Gu Zhen stretched out his hand, and the little stars were strung together strangely, like a pendant.

Masashi Toyama looked at the stars shaking in the evening, and was silent for a while.

"Maybe the students didn't go on purpose, but there are activities today." He looked at the people around him and said.

Gu Chen nodded slightly to show he was listening.

Toyama Masashi continued: "Student Council President, Kaiser is going to hold a dinner and a social dance in the Amber Hall."

"Dinner?" Gu Chen wasn't asking, but was confirming the time. After all, what does attending a dinner party and social dance have to do with the daytime classes?

"That's right, six o'clock in the afternoon. The members of the student union will attend together, because the protagonist of this dinner is the S-level freshman invited by Kaiser, that is, Lu Mingfei." Toyama Masashi explained: "So they..."

"Prepare early." Gu Chen understood.

"That's right." Toyama Masashi nodded.

It has to be said that even in a special university like Kassel College, which teaches how to slay dragons, there are similarities with other universities, which is inappropriately called 'sophisticated'.We always have to follow some people, especially for the same kind who are born lonely, which can be used as a reason for 'mixed race'.

Gu Chen laughed silently and said nothing.

"Are you mad at them?" Masashi Toyama asked.

"No." Gu Zhen shook his head, "They are just children, and it's just a class to listen to stories told by unsuccessful seniors."

Toyama Masashi looked at him carefully and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Fu." Gu Chen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Toyama Masashi immediately looked up.

"Actually, you don't need to analyze mine." Gu Chen said.

Masashi Toyama panicked, and hurriedly said, "Teacher Gu..."

"What to eat?" Gu Chen smiled.

"Eh?" Toyama Masashi was stunned, and he didn't know where he flew when he wanted to explain.

"You brought me here." Gu Chen raised his chin forward, "This doesn't seem like a student restaurant, does it? I'm not familiar with it."

"Oh, I come here often, please follow me." Toyama Masashi hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way, and said as he walked, "There are Chinese chefs here. They can cook vegetables and dumplings. The Chinese food they cook is very authentic."

"You still say 'authentic'?"

"I also know about 'tunnel warfare.'"

"..."

"Kidding."

"It's not funny, old rich."

"Is that so, it seems that I'm still not good at making jokes."

"It's funny what you said now."

"..."

Perhaps it was really because of what Gu Chen said just now, Masashi Toyama looked at the new teacher with his hands behind his back and looked around at the dishes, and when he stopped using skillful touches, he really relaxed from the bottom of his heart.

He would be a good companion, Masashi Toyama was sure.

"Can you eat spicy food?" the man asked.

"Yes." Masashi Toyama regained his senses and nodded again and again.

Gu Chen clapped his hands together, "Then let's eat dumplings."

Toyama Masashi:? ?