One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 9: I was punished by the cold male god

Nalan Xiner sat at the right back of the classroom by the window, just at the perfect 45-degree angle, looking at the podium.

On the podium, the man was graceful, exuding a sense of peerless and independent dignity, not to mention in such a large lecture hall, even if the football field is crowded with people, this man will definitely be able to In the crowd, a distinctive light radiated scorchingly.

His voice was cold and steady, pointing to a heavy-colored oil painting hanging on the blackboard: "...everything solid has the potential to vanish. Space, time, culture, all meaning, order, and identity. , will disappear... For example, this painting, the vortex of the starry night, has no concept of stars, and tends to be an invisible force. The power of stars. If you can communicate with the stars, you will get such power. It is unknown... …”

Nalan Xiner stared blankly at his perfect profile, the words like jewels, full of deep philosophical thoughts, crackling down on her heart, giving her a hard blow—don't care what ghost thoughts Oh, this man's voice is so good!

Is this Uncle Se?

Last night, the light wasn't very good, so she couldn't see very clearly, just from the outline... it was very similar, but there are people who look alike in this world, aren't they?

In terms of temperament... Last night, Uncle Se was wearing a coquettish black silk nightgown, but the man in front of him was wearing an elegant light apricot suit.

In addition, Uncle Se is so rascal~ rogue, so vicious, making her mad, but the man in front of him is noble, elegant, aloof and profound, it is really difficult for people to associate the two.

However, she couldn't tell why, a pure woman's intuition told her that this was Uncle Se, who bullied her while she was unconscious!

"Xiao Wu, who is he?" Nalan Xiner poked He Xiaowu next to her.

"Go, go, don't disturb the soul exchange between me and my family's high-cold male god!" He Xiaowu stared at her eyes, and like most of the girls next to her, her face was full of nympho.

It was Song Junhua who answered her: "Dongfang Yunhe, a famous professor of astrophysics. It is said that he was President Huangfu's senior at the International Institute of Physics."

If it weren't for the strong friendship of the principal, how could it be possible to invite such a big tiger to teach them?

He Xiaowu inserted admiringly: "A tenured professor who is less than 30 years old!"

"Professor of astrophysics?" Nalan Xiner almost slapped the table, "Damn, then he doesn't teach physics, what is he doing with a broken painting?"

Song Junhua held his forehead, very helpless: "His course is called "Astrophysics and Human Culture", and the focus is on culture. Can you understand if other male gods teach advanced physics? Moreover, it is not just a broken picture The painting, it is the "Starry Night" painted by the great painter Van Gogh in 1889!"

He Xiaowu also turned her head to the side and said mysteriously: "It is said that it is an authentic work brought back by Professor Dongfang from abroad. It is estimated to be worth several hundred million! Do you know how much it is worth? I can buy several of you!"

Nalan Xiner pouted: "Pretend X, who knows if it's true?"

When she was a child, her eldest cousin took her to the museum to see the exhibition. In fact, she knew about this painting. Although it is a long way from the podium at this moment, she can judge that the painting is real, a peerless genuine product that cannot be bought by hundreds of millions.

If Professor Dongfang is really Uncle Se, what is his origin?

Such an elegant man, shouldn't he be the one who cooperated with Lan Zhirou to frame him?

So, the madness last night was just an accident?

Is it him who slept in his last life?

Nalan Xiner lowered her head the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, she was unprepared, and a icy sharp line of sight came straight from the direction of the podium!

She was agitated, looked up and found that her classmates were looking at her, while Song Song and Xiao Wu winked at her, their palms in a flowing posture.

The man's cold voice came: "This classmate, let me ask again, what physical phenomenon does "Starry Night" imply?"

"Things...physical phenomena..." Nalan Xiner bit her lip, "Xing...the power of stars?"

Damn, I didn't hear you just now!

The man is like a god, on the high podium, looking at her like an ant, he said slowly:

"Wrong, it's turbulence."

"As punishment, before the next class, hand in a research report on The Starry Night."

"Remember, ten thousand words."

"get out of class!"