Reborn Conceited Soldier

1When the male teachers in the office saw this scene, they could not help but cast hostile gazes at Sikong Banyu. Zhao Yao was a great beauty, and many people drooled over her existence, but this Zhao Yao had never put on an act when she talked to people, and she always had a cold expression on her face. This new kid made the goddess in their heart smile, who wouldn't be jealous?    

    

Moreover, it seemed that they knew each other.    

    

Sikong Banyu raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Yao. He nodded and said, "Hello. My name is Sikong Banyu. It's a pleasure to meet you."    

    

"Really?" Zhao Yao pulled up a stool and sat beside Sikong Banyu. She propped her chin with her hands and said, "Are you a language teacher? Although I am a student of politics, I am also very fond of literature. Can you give me some pointers? "    

    

When the male teachers heard this, especially when they saw Sikong Banyu's indifferent look, their teeth started to itch even more. This was because the goddess was obviously sticking close to him and this guy didn't seem to care.    

    

Sikong Banyu frowned: "No, you should look for someone else!"    

    

The moment he said this, not only was the male teacher stunned, even the female teacher started to doubt whether this fellow was a male. Even the mature and enchanting Teacher Zhao was able to resist such an enticement.    

    

Zhao Yao, however, did not seem to care at all as she continued, "Others can't guide me, such as Go, Tian Yuan, Jiuzi, Xiao Fei, Duan Long, and the palace merchants on the ancient music. They don't know, they can't guide me, I know you can, because you know these things."    

    

She wasn't sure if Sikong Banyu had lost his memory, so she purposefully said it like that. She couldn't forget the shock that Sikong Banyu had caused when he said King's Chess during the Huaxia University exchange, which should have penetrated deep into his bones. It was like a person's habit, even if they lost their memories, they would still have a special feeling.    

    

"Go? Palace merchants? " Sikong Banyu paused for a second. The words sounded familiar. A lot of strange things appeared in his mind, as if he knew all of them. But how did this woman know that he knew all of these things?    

    

"Right... Go, palace merchant, what do you remember? " Zhao Yao asked hurriedly.    

    

Sikong Banyu glanced at her and shook his head. "Nothing. Sorry, I'm afraid I can't guide you. You can look for someone else. It's almost time for class. "    

    

When Zhao Yao heard this, not only was she not disappointed, but she was also elated because she was sure that Sikong Banyu was the person from Beijing. Whether it was his bearing, words, or unique temperament, he had truly lost his memory; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to not remember these things.    

    

"Could it be that this is heaven's gift to me, allowing me to meet him here?" She pursed her lips and slowly stood up.    

    

"Alright, I'm going to class, but I feel really happy talking to you. Can we eat together after school?"    

    

The male teachers in the office could not bear to look at them. They had originally planned to take the teaching documents to class and leave this place of sorrow, but with a single word from Zhao Yao, she caused the teaching documents in their hands to land on the table with a clatter. They had the impulse to smash their heads against the wall — — Why am I not so lucky, my god! You should just smash this fellow to death with a lightning bolt!    

    

"Eat? We'll see when the time comes! " Sikong Banyu felt that this woman was a bit annoying. He didn't know why she was so close to him.    

    

"Alright, we'll talk about it when the time comes. Don't leave after school. Wait for me at the office. I'm going to class first." As she spoke, Zhao Yao took up her teaching plan and happily walked out of the office. She felt as if her hazy life had suddenly been filled with sunshine. This man had appeared in front of her out of the blue.    

    

The sighs followed the gazes of jealousy and hostility as they left the office, making Sikong Banyu speechless. When did he ever offend these people, their gazes seemed to want to strangle him.    

    

However, he was not in the mood to think about these things. He only had one goal, and that was to attract the attention of the two third-year students. There was still one more lesson before the final lesson of the morning. Sikong Banyu slowly closed his eyes. In that instant, it was as if a fiery red sea of fire appeared in his mind. He was already used to it as he would see it every time he closed his eyes.    

    

Time passed quietly. Sikong Banyu, who had his eyes closed and was resting, did not care about the people coming and going in the office at all. The only thing he was waiting for was the time left.    

    

"Ding ling ling …" Finally, the bell rang for the end of the class. He opened his eyes abruptly, stood up from his chair, and walked out of the office. He looked in the direction of the Third Year Class Three.    

    

Zhao Yao's upheaval of emotions during this period was as if she had returned to her student days, anxiously waiting for the end of class. After the bell rang, she impatiently ended the class and ran towards the office. However, just as she walked to the office door, she saw Sikong Banyu walk to the door of the Third Year Class Three.    

    

"Does he have classes?" Zhao Yao was surprised for a moment, but she quickly walked towards Class 3 as she did not have any classes left that morning.    

    

Sikong Banyu walked to the entrance of the classroom and looked at the two auras floating in from the opposite window. They were hovering above the whole class, and the two auras intertwined with each other, and this was the source of the aura. Sikong Banyu walked to the entrance of the classroom, and looked at the two auras floating in from the opposite window, and they actually lingered above the whole class, and they intertwined with each other.    

    

The students of Class 3 looked at Sikong Banyu, who was standing blankly at the door, and all cast curious gazes. Because Class Two and Class Three were neighbors, the matter of Sikong Banyu's class in Class Two had already reached Class Three. They were also very much looking forward to this new language teacher who was highly praised by Class Two and had been waiting for a long time.    

    

Sikong Banyu walked into the classroom and stood on the podium. His gaze never left the classroom ceiling and he was observing the changes of the two auras. The students of Class 3 saw Sikong Banyu staring at the ceiling and couldn't help but look up. There was nothing on the ceiling! What was this Teacher Sikong looking at? He didn't understand it at all.