Chapter 783： Bugs

Everyone was very excited. It can be said that Su Yan's arrival completely exploded the playground and directly set off a frenzy.

That suit, benchmark sunglasses, and a sharp face, whoever is not intoxicated, who is not fascinated, is that the boys are full of jealousy.

Su Yan walked to the stage without speaking yet, the violent noise below explained everything.

"Idol, Idol, Su Idol!"

A group of girls screamed excitedly, the voice actually covered up the boy's roar, sometimes it is really scary for women to be aggressive.

Su Yan was also stunned, idol, he didn't expect that he would have such a nickname, but he didn't care, anyway, there were so many nicknames, not much more than one.

Su Yan waved at everyone, like a hot star, and set off a frenzy.

The leaders in the front row were all serious-faced. Such popularity obviously exceeded their expectations and made them very unhappy.

"Now... now!"

A piercing sound resounded throughout the playground, and it was obvious that someone was using the stereo to fight the student's roar.

Su Yan waved his hand and looked at everyone with a smile. A sound like a dragon's power spread directly throughout the playground, making everyone involuntarily shocked, and the voice stopped.

"Quiet everyone, I thank you for your enthusiasm, but isn't it so noisy that outsiders look down on us?"

All the students nodded, and suddenly became very quiet, and the entire playground was actually audible.

Su Yan was very satisfied with the reasonableness of his classmates. At this moment, he also looked at Academician Chen and said to him, "Do you want to start now?"

Academician Chen glanced at the Northeast delegation, showing inquiries.

Old Xue Xue nodded, but his eyes kept looking at Su Yan, but there was no cold light.

Being sharp is when killing someone, anger is just self-defeating before moving.

Su Yan never glanced at the Northeast delegation from beginning to end. Of course, he was contemptuous. How could a group of souls get into his eyes.

"Well, the academic competition officially begins now, everyone must keep quiet!"

As the loud noise cut through the playground, the excitement of the students became more and more high, one by one tightly tugging their fists, expecting their idols to kill the Quartet and face the self-humiliating delegation.

Su Yan then looked at the old scholar, his eyes were very flat, without a trace, because this person was not far from death.

"please."

Old Xuexu did not leave, but the middle-aged man next to him came over, glanced at Su Yan, and said coldly, "That day you showed us a dead tree in the small auditorium. It's too simple."

There was a booing sound from the audience, and the dead trees are simple in spring, which is really big talk.

The middle-aged man didn't care, and continued: "We can easily accomplish this technique."

Su Yan was still calm and made a gesture of please, naturally asking them to finish it before talking.

The middle-aged man directly took out a bottle of super spiritual power liquid and poured it into the withered flower pot that had been poured with boiling water, and the miracle was also performed.

"Shameless, shameless!"

There was a roar immediately from the audience, this super spiritual power liquid was invented by Su Yan, and it was too shameless for him to use it.

"I don't have real skills at all, I can only use laboratory stuff."

The middle-aged man laughed instead of anger, and laughed even more, and said directly: "You Professor Su just use this thing to revive the plants!"

"Shit, Professor Su can go straight to the dead tree in the spring, without the super psychic liquid!"

A boy stood up excitedly, he was naturally very clear about this, and he remembered the first lesson very deeply, just like yesterday.

"It's really like that. How about letting your Professor Su and Su Aidou perform again?"

Everyone looked at Su Yan, naturally looking forward to his performance again and slapped the group fiercely in the face.

Su Yan's bangs were blown by the breeze, and his handsomeness became more and more compelling. His whole body had an aura that made countless people a little uncomfortable. Now he is more like a high-ranking person, not like a professor.

"Professor Su is angry, and the consequences are serious."

Su Yan asked Li Yao to prepare a pot of flowers, and then poured it with boiling water in front of everyone, and the flowers immediately withered.

Everyone held their breath, looking forward to another miracle, the shock of that day is still vivid.

Su Yan casually stroked the withered flowers, and a burst of spiritual power emerged, and the entire flower was restored and upgraded, lush, and really more proud.

Everyone applauded with excitement, and even the school leaders admired them. This is a stunt.

"Professor Su is really awesome!"

"Now I've slapped them fiercely, see what else they can say."

"Professor Su's anger, no one can stop!"

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly and glanced at the old pedant behind him. The old pedant did not speak, but gave him a look.

The middle-aged man immediately settled down, showing a mocking smile.

"Hahaha, but that's all, I can too!"

There was a lot of boos at the scene, one after another, everyone apparently thought he was bragging.

"It's not ashamed, the cowhide blows to the sky!"

"This person is invincible with a thick skin."

Faced with the doubts of many people, the middle-aged man didn't care, and said directly: "Your Professor Su performed the Dead Tree Spring Festival, then I will show you how to destroy the flowers today."

The middle-aged man took a pot of flowers, and then directly held the flowers, torn it to pieces.

The people who stepped down were immediately happy, all of them were full of belly laughter.

"It's really cruel."

"Why is he doing this?"

"What else can I do? I want to find myself a step down."

"Professor Su won. It's great."

Just when everyone was happy, the middle-aged man showed a weird smile, and the flowers pinched into broken branches and leaves in his hands were also put into the pots by him.

A black spiritual power suddenly appeared in his palm, and the black spiritual power directly enveloped the entire flowerpot, directly overlapping the broken branches and fallen leaves.

But the middle-aged man was sweaty on his forehead at the moment, and it was obvious that his actions had consumed a lot of his spiritual power, after all, he had crushed the flowers to pieces.

A re-blooming flower appeared in everyone's eyes. This miracle that could be called magic stopped many people's ridicule abruptly, and they all looked at the flower in his pot in disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"Really...really recovered."

"This is even better than being drowned in boiling water."

There were whispering voices in the audience, shocked, dissatisfied, scared, and worried about Su Yan.

"How does my resuscitation technique compare to Professor Su?"

The middle-aged man looked at everyone in the audience, increasingly arrogant and defiant, with a face full of contempt.

But Su Yan said indifferently at this moment: "It's just a little trick."