Murong Yuchuan did not inherit the lofty ambitions of his ancestors, was deeply ill with politics, and liked to eat, drink and have fun.He has two big hospices in his life.

First, stay with the beautiful women.

Second, stay with the body.

I like women because of instinct.They love corpses because they never lie.

“Oh, a new girl.It's not bad."He poked his arm at Murong Yuchuan.

Murong Yuchuan did not know when he was asleep, holding his hands, and his mouth was saliva on a picture of a highly decomposed corpse.Zhou Zhipeng people were tall and strong as cattle, and this almost stabbed him to the aisle of the ladder classroom.

Murong Yuchuan woke up and got up from the bench, thinking of a happening.In front of the classroom stands a girl with a strange face.Presenting itself.

The girl's cheeks were red, very restrained, and said a word bowed.

“Hello, my name is Seto Mei Naiko.I am studying at the School of Law and Medicine of Tokyo Medical University, and I am currently a second-year student. I went to your school as an exchange student for a year.Girls Chinese is good, that is, the pronunciation of r and e do not distinguish, n and ng do not distinguish.

The senior students in this room have their heads and ears, especially male, and male hormones secrete abnormalities at the same time.

“Oh, I said.”Zhou Zhipeng showed a mysterious smile and lowered his voice to Murong Yuchuan.“Don’t you think she looks like a person?”

“Like whom?”

"Fuck, you've copied 4 G's from my computer last weekend."

“Oh,” Murong Yuchuan suddenly said."Don't tell me, she looks just like you, teacher."ˋ(& amp;deg; ▽) snoring...

“Faces, big heads, fat and thin, are pretty much the same.Especially the iconic Fcup... tidbits, you said she wouldn't be the little teacher himself."

"Aoi Yushu forensics, you have to, you are not afraid to dissect you."

“What’s wrong with forensics?It shows that people pay attention to their own artistic cultivation in addition to their performances.”

“It’s not a forensic doctor either.“Change the horror movie?”

"I don't want to explain to you, whether it is true or false, this little girl has been seen by the widow."I'll make her out and give you your eyes."

Zhou Zhipeng this guy is a veritable flower king, instrumented, tall and strong, if you do not consider his dark heart, belong to the last good man of the big husband.

Every spring and autumn, the gonads in the body will secrete a unique smell to attract the opposite sex.Then the girls rushed.

In contrast, Murong Yuchuan is much more shabby.

"The little white face can only see and not use, the key is to look at this."Chow Zhipeng bulged with bollard biceps.

Murong Yuchuan looked at his proud expression with both envy and jealousy, and wanted to take an anatomical knife to shave off all the pulp on his body.

The next day, in the medical psychology class, Seto Mei Naiko entered the classroom, Zhou Zhipeng beckoned to her from a long distance.

Maniko saw it and smiled at him.

I rely on it, Murong Yuchuan looked in his eyes, and his heart was really awe-inspiring respect for this horse.

“Man, I’m not going to be a little bit of a little bit of a crush on someone.Look, I want to avenge the Chinese people in the eight years of resistance.”

"Alas--" Murong Yuchuan buried his head in the book and could not bear to look at it again.

“Empty you gigawatts, stir, week...” The slightly angry girl’s voice sounded.

“Chou-Ze-Peng.”A friendly explanation of Zhou Zhipeng.

Who would have thought that this voice full of justice had just uttered such a sinous word.

Alas – Murong Yuchuan simply clasped the book on his head.

"Chou-zhi-pot."The girl imitated Zhou Zhipeng's pronunciation seriously.

“Not the choir.It's Zhou Zhipeng."

“Chou Zhipot.”

“Peng –”

“The pot—”

“Forget it, it doesn’t matter.”Teaching continued to collapse.

“Sit here.”Zhou Zhipeng pushed Murong Yuchuan on the table and let him move elsewhere.The heavy-colored friend.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chipot, I want to ask you a man who doesn't know he's not here."Maniko said.

“Do you know what his name is?”

My son’s eyes were on the book in his hand, trying to think.“It’s called—Mumson—”

“Quds stupid?”

“It’s almost like, teacher, do you know him?”

Murong Yuchuan took the book that was on his head and sat up."I'm sorry, Miss, to correct it, it's Murong Yuchuan."

My eyes are round.

“Fuck, I know.You all learn forensics.”Zhou Zhipeng patted Murong Yuchuan and said to Min Naiko."Well, that's the stupid teacher."

Menaizi showed a look of joy and bowed to Murong Yuchuan."Harvard to buy, take Luo Xi crying Oh Nagasi."(For the first time, please take care of yourself.”)

What I say is a lot, even if I scolded me, I don't understand.Murong Yuchuan asked, “How do you know me?”

“Professor Chen Min told me.He said let me train with you."

Seeing the girl looking at herself with an eye-opening look, Murong Yuchuan quickly scratched twice in the unkempt hair and flattened it.Make a straight look on your face.