Jamies hugged Du Chen's shoulder and walked towards a tavern, chatting all the way. Du Chen then realized that Jamies was not Professor Douqi, but a culture professor and bishop's painting art and other elective courses, and also did some daily management work in Shangshui Pavilion.

In short, he is the most incompetent among the teachers at the Doushen Academy, but he still holds a certain amount of authority.

The reason why such a freak teacher exists in the college is a command from Dean Zieg - students must develop comprehensively in morality, intelligence and physical fitness. Therefore, many scholars and teachers who are not vicious are recruited into the college.

The red-haired girl who beat Jamies on the street also has some origins. In Du Chen's words, this girl is very good at Doushen Island, and is the eldest sister and leader in the urban area of ​​the dock. In addition, Jamies revealed that Christina's father is very tough and has a bit of a brother who is willing to live a life, so as long as her daughter does not do excessive things on the island, no one will care about her.

Simply put, Christina is the gangster lady on the Island of Fighting Gods.

When he arrived at the most ragged tavern on the roadside, Jamies pushed the door open and felt no shame in treating guests in such a place. "Hey, waiter, a bottle of ale, a plate, no, two plates of dried salted fish! I'm going to treat you today!"

Du Chen glanced at it and found that most of the taverns were like servants and slaves, and the big guys must be disdainful of coming to such places.

"Dear old gambling! Are you getting rich? Huh? You also brought a little guy?" An old priest not far away knocked on the table to greet the two of them. Jamies pulled Du Chen and walked over quickly, and smiled and said, "Old charlatan, your astrology is too accurate. Today I really met a noble man, No, this is Francis. He helped me repay all the gambling debts today. Christina has no reason to stop my pursuit of art!"

The guy called the old charlatan looks very strange. His face does not look like the Westernized features of others with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, but a bit like a mixed-race child. Moreover, his gray hair has a few traces of black hair, which makes Du Chen feel very friendly.

"Just call me old blog!" The old charlatan signaled the two of them to sit down, and used his dirty hands to pull Du Chen's arm affectionately, and grinned with his teeth, "Little guy, how old is this year!"

"It's sixteen!" Du Chen felt strange. In a trance, he seemed to have found the feeling he had been cleaned up by Master Grape in his previous life.

"Oh, where are you from?"

"Lanning Empire, St. John's City."

"Have you had dinner this morning?"

"have eaten."

"Are you still a virgin?"

“…”

The old charlatan's string of illogical questions made Du Chen confused. Is this old guy not mentally ill?

"Come on, old charlatan, don't bully my little brother!" Jamies winked at Du Chen and smiled, "Francis, this old guy is a master of astrology. If you can let him predict your future, there will be many benefits!"

Astrology? It turns out that he is an old fortune teller in the world of Fighting God! Du Chen didn't feel that he had underestimated the blog post, but he still dealt with it carefully.

"Mr. Bowen is a master of astrology? This is so wonderful. Can you predict it for me?"

Bowen smiled slightly, stared at Du Chen and looked up and down, then nodded repeatedly, "Well, there's a result!" As he said that, he narrowed his eyes and stuffed his mouth with jerky, and laughed: "Boy, you've had a bloody disaster recently!"

Du Chen secretly complained about the typical opening remark of a street liar. "Is it true? Can Mr. Bowen tell me in detail?"

"This...well, who told you to be Jamies' little brother!" Bowen stared at Du Chen, squinted his eyes, and kept slashing on the greasy table with both hands dipped in wine. "Oh, please, you're a big disaster, specifically..."

The blog post started to talk nonstop.

The more Du Chen looked at this old charlatan, the more interesting he became. In his previous life, he had many friends who cheated on the streets, and had done such "buying and dealings" several times in person. Du Chen could memorize the lines of these people backwards.

"This is how your bloody disaster is, but it can be big or small, but..." Bowen said this, and suddenly found that Du Chen was looking at him with a strange look. He said to him: "Mr. Bowen, can my bloody disaster turn bad luck into good fortune? If you get guidance from a master, you can even bring some wealth, love luck or something?"

"How did you know?" Bowen said in surprise.

Old liar, your skills are too out of date! Haven’t changed in decades, right?

Du Chen joked: "To be honest, I have also studied astrology!"

Bowen was stunned. Jamies laughed loudly, patted Bowen on the shoulder and said, "Haha, old charlatan, my little brother is teasing you!" Bowen also laughed, and then, the two of them laughed wildly together with their arms around, as if something interesting happened. Du Chen felt in confusion that he was drinking with two lunatics.

At this moment, Jamies suddenly covered her stomach and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first. Damn it. I don't have money recently. I've gotten sick by drinking fake wine every day!"

Not long after he left, the old charlatan Bowen also covered his stomach and shouted, "Hey, is there any problem with your wine here? Damn, my stomach hurts so much, I'll settle the score with you when I come back!" As he said that, he ran away.

Du Chen felt a bad premonition in his heart. But he looked at the ale and dried salted fish that were almost eaten and drunk on the table, but he was not sure.

These two things add up to less than ten copper coins. The old gambling and the old charlatan won’t revenge for such a cheap favor, right?

But the people in the tavern burst into laughter, "Look, a little guy was fooled by those two bastards. Little guy, please check the bill for them. Those two guys will not come back!"

"Damn..." Du Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, with nothing to say...

...

In a small dark room on a corner of the street, Jamies and Bowen were lying sneakily on the window, observing Du Chen to settle the bill in the tavern opposite, and then laughed together, "It's so interesting! The little guy's expression when paying the bill is so beautiful! I want to draw it down, this must be a great achievement on my artistic path!"

"Bad art, you can't even exchange for a few copper plates for your broken paintings!" Bowen curled his lips, looking extremely disdainful. "Look at me and think about whom to deceive the next meal. The assets of the two of us add up, and there are only three copper plates left!"

Jamies' smile disappeared and she said with a sad face: "Why are you talking about this when you are so happy?"

Bowen was anxious, "Damn it, you lost all our money to Christina, why am I not in a hurry!? We want to have a meal!"

Jamies thought for a while and said indifferently: "It's okay, at worst I can sell this outfit and go to class with my bare ass! If a student asks, I will say, Ah, your Professor Jamies is here to take the body art class and is willing to devote himself to art..."
Chapter completed!