As for Hao Shan, he didn't seem to see the expressions of the princesses, and continued speaking on his own, regardless of whether others could understand it.

After a class, everyone no longer had the joy of when they first came.

"Boom..."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Hao Shan stopped abruptly, getting up as if he didn't want to say more.

Caressing the wrinkles on his shirt, he bowed his head expressionlessly: "At this time tomorrow, I will receive today's summary..."

"I still need to learn..."

"Gosh, I didn't even understand..."

"I don't know what he said..."

The girls complained in unison, but Hao Shan flung his sleeves and left without hearing it.

As soon as he left, the classroom fell into silence.

Everyone, when you look at me, when I look at you, you can see despair in the face of the other person

Didn't understand, the experience of writing woolen yarn! !

The girls sat there dejected one by one, looking at each other.

"How to do?"

"how to write?"

"I just understood the front, how much do you understand?"

Sheng Yun looked at the blank rice paper in front of Ling Luoyu, and sighed: "Sister Lingling, don't you understand what he is talking about?!"

Ling Luoyu hasn't answered yet. Song Ziqing behind has already knocked his head on the table: "If this goes on, I'm definitely going to die... Why don't I understand?!"

Ling Luoyu had no words, not pretending to be advanced, but she couldn't understand it either.

The things Hao Shan talked about, the front ones are still in the normal category, the back ones are just unintelligible, and in the clouds and mists, they are incomprehensible! !

When she was beginning to learn alchemy, she had crossed the "Pill King", although the pill fire described above was not much, but it was in the normal category, unlike Hao Shan's description, it seemed that there was no margin. .

"Sister Lingling..." Sheng Yun was still looking at her hopefully.

Ling Luoyu also sighed and shook his head: "I don't understand either..."

One day's class passed in a muddle-headed manner, and the Dan girls' moods were extremely low, and they didn't even want to eat. They just got together in groups of three to five, discussing their experiences tomorrow.

But no one knows how to write about the silly experience.

As a result, many girls wore big dark circles during class the next morning.

When Hao Shan reappeared, everyone's hearts were raised, their faces darkened, their hands trembling, and the "experiences" that had been randomly gathered together were sent up.

Hao Shan watched one by one, without saying a word, but from the look in his eyes, he was not gentle.

Suddenly--

His pupils shrank, he looked at the experience in his hand suddenly, and then slowly raised it.

"Whose is this?!"

The words of experience are extremely ugly, like a crab crawling with teeth and claws.

"Haha...Whose word is this? So ugly!"

"Yes, even a three-year-old child, I am afraid it is much better than this word..."

"At first glance, it's a hillbilly who hasn't read many books..."

In the sound of sarcasm and ridicule, Ling Luoyu slowly raised his hand, his cheeks slightly red: "It's me..."

Can you blame her for being ugly? !

She is not used to using the brush, and she barely writes on weekdays. Now she has to write about her exuberant experience. Later, when she writes, she is tired, and she is naturally crooked.

Hao Shan lightly raised the paper: "I said so much, why did you write so much?"

"Master Hao, I understand these, but I don't understand the others, so I can't write nonsense?!"