Absolute Great Teacher

Any master teacher who achieves the position of Ashen will be given a public lecture for seven to ten consecutive days.

This is done to expand their influence and spread their academic and expertise. After all, famous teachers rely on their academic achievements to last forever.

Second, it is to give back to the world of master teachers and share their experience with master teachers.

A famous teacher who can get to this point will definitely not cherish himself. Not to mention giving them a lesson, they will basically take out all the goods in their stomachs.

Zhang Mei is a person who does not dig wells. During these ten days of lectures, he was not stingy in praising Sun Mo. He said that if Sun Mo hadn't helped him in time, he would have died.

So Sun Mo's fame became even greater.

Finally, Zhang Qian ended his ten-day public lecture. After visiting Sun Mo with a reprieve, he began to retreat, summarizing the past and looking forward to the future.

Because there is not much time left, Zhang Qian wants to do the most cost-effective research.

regret?

regret?

If it doesn't exist, Zhang Qian doesn't have the energy to worry about it. He wants to take it to the next level.

...

"Teacher Sun is finally about to start!"

The famous teachers of the Black and White Academy are eager to see through.

Those who fall into the bottleneck want to go to Sun Mo's practice medicine class to get guidance, while the spirit pattern masters are too interested in Sun Mo's new concept.

Of course, everyone is also interested in Yukong Ningwen.

The morning medical training class was overcrowded. Even the corridors were full of people. Some teachers and students were far away. In fact, they couldn't hear anything, but they still didn't want to leave.

"Master Sun, how about changing to public lectures?"

When get out of class was over, Xie Enhui put away the notebook, watched the crowd in the hallway, and proposed: "Anyway, the auditorium is also idle."

"No, the teaching effect like that is too bad!"

Sun Mo refused.

The most eye-catching part of his class is to give instructions on the spot to help students break through. If there are too many students in the auditorium, the shock will be reduced.

It is necessary for the students to observe up close how domineering their ancient massage technique is.

"Ok!"

Xie Enhui helpless: "By the way, I have ordered the school cafeteria to deliver three meals to your famous teacher group every day. Where do you think they will be delivered?"

An Xinhui and his party are purely following Sun Mo.

"No, I'll eat in the cafeteria!"

It's not that Sun Mo doesn't want to be special, it's because so many people watch it, and he needs to be approachable. After all, this is also a kind of show.

But soon, Sun Mo regretted it.

At noon, Sun Mo just approached the cafeteria, and the students who came to eat began to salute, and the teacher said hello, although it was pleasant to the ear, but too many people said it seemed very noisy.

Although the Black and White Academy clearly stipulates that when eating, the teacher does not need to be given priority, but these students, when they saw Sun Mo, immediately let him go to the sides and let Sun Mo go first.

During the meal, Sun Mo had just stood at the end of the team, and the students in front of him gave way.

"Teacher Sun, please first!"

The students are respectful.

"No, I'll line up!"

Sun Mo smiled.

"Our time is worthless."

Seeing that they could not persuade Sun Mo, the students ran to the dining windows on both sides, so that Sun Mo did not have to be embarrassed.

"Hey, what are you doing so well-behaved?"

Sun Mo was uncomfortable.

It is also a kind of enjoyment to want to go to university back then and admire girls while eating.

"Master Sun!"

The aunt in the canteen is even more enthusiastic, and her fat face smiles into a flower.

They usually serve food for others. After digging up the food, the hand holding the spoon will bend and shake off a little, but it is Sun Mo's turn, which is directly two spoons of meat, and it is more than the prescribed amount.

Sun Mo looked at the food piled up on a small mountain on the dinner plate, and was speechless for a while, asking you to raise me like a pig?

...

In the afternoon, the sun is warm.

In order to occupy a seat, Zhang Guoping and Tang Qian did not go to the canteen to eat, but directly brought dry food and used it in the classroom where Sun Mo was in class.

There are many people who have the same idea as them, so there are only dozens of empty seats in the large classroom of 500 people.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Guoping found that Tang Qian was holding a book even when she was eating.

""A Dream of Red Mansions", also called "The Story of the Stone", is about a rich family!"

Tang Qian introduced, Zhang Guoping was not interested, and she lowered her head to study medical books.

"Does it look good?"

Someone asked.

The students in the Black and White Academy are busy studying and rarely read miscellaneous books.

"Gandalf's new work, what do you think?"

Tang Qian ha ha.

"What? The author of "Journey to the West" has published a new book?"

"Did you scam money by imposter?"

"Does it look good?"

The students asked all the questions, because the fame of Journey to the West was so great that it was a pioneering work in the vernacular.

Because of the advent of this book, there are now a lot of easy-to-understand vernacular texts on the market, which can be understood by children with limited literacy.

"It's good for me anyway!"

Tang Qian smiled: "And I think it was written by Real Gandalf."

In Kyushu, piracy is also rampant. Many books have the name Gandalf in order to sell more. In the beginning, many people were fooled.

"If Gandalf does not finish "Journey to the West" in a day, I will not read his new book for a day!"

A long-haired boy curled his lips: "Being a reader requires backbone."

"Hehe, I can guarantee that it will be really fragrant after you read it!"

A girl interrupted and took out a copy of "A Dream of Red Mansions" from her schoolbag: "I borrowed you, if you can say this after reading it five times, I'll call you Dad!"

"Hey, bring it!"

Long-haired boys disdain, what book, five times can take me prisoner?

A few other students also leaned in to appreciate it together.

"Hey, papers full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears, these two sentences are very flavorful!"

Gradually, everyone stopped talking.

To experience the beauty of this book, you still need some literary skills, and the students in Kyushu have received this kind of education since childhood.

When they read the Dream of Red Mansions, they will not feel jerky and difficult to understand, and have no fun, but can appreciate the gorgeous and beautiful rhetoric.

Especially when Baoyu came out, the boys couldn't help but enter.

Aristocratic prince, beautiful maidservant like a cloud, and confidante...

Is there a life more dreamy than this?

At the beginning of the book, Jia Baoyu’s life is really a winner in life

"how is it?"

The girl handing the book joked.

"Don't make noise!"

The long-haired boy turned the page, and when he saw the sixth time, Baoyu and Xiren tried Yunyu for the first time, and their breathing became heavy. When even a few young girls blushed.

The long-haired boy wanted to go back and watch it again, but he was embarrassed.

I even wanted to tear down these two pages for collection.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Tang Qian showed off.

Just when Zhang Guoping was also curious, and was about to come to take a look, a group of people walked into the classroom.

"Please leave the teachers and students who have not majored in spiritual lines, and give us the classroom!"

They were holding a wooden sign with a line of golden characters on it, ‘Please don’t deprive us of this opportunity’.

"Is this an order from the school?"

"Definitely not, otherwise why didn't the teacher come to issue it?"

"What is this doing? Discriminating against other subjects?"

Many people frowned.

"You don't know what Teacher Sun's spiritual pattern class means. That is the key to open the door to the new world. Please, please, don't **** it with us."

The boy holding the wooden sign, persuaded with all his heart.

Afterwards, the group bends down and bows for a full ninety degrees.

"Please."

The students in the classroom looked at each other.

They come to listen to Sun Mo's class, and they are more curious and greedy for freshness. If this delays the progress of these majors, it is indeed not good.

The students of the Black and White Academy were still very reasonable. After packing up their things, they gave up the classroom.

In the entire teaching building, there was more than this wave. They arranged people at the entrance of the canteen, at the entrance of the teaching building, in the corridor, and in front of the large ladder classroom where Sun Mo was teaching, holding wooden signs.

This scene caused Sun Mo's popularity to soar again, and he kept receiving favorability.

Frequent refreshing of the screen left Sun Mo helpless and could only let the system cut off the prompt.

When Wan Kangcheng came, he saw these signs and wanted to keep Sun Mo even more.

The class bell rang.

Sun Mo walked into the classroom.

"Classmates and teachers, good afternoon, today we continue to understand from the essence, what is a spirit pattern?"

Sun Mo is straightforward.

After expounding the theory that spirit patterns are a language, Sun Mo took out a one-foot-long metal rod.

"What do you think this is?"

Sun Mo asked.

Huh!

Everyone's eyes looked at a big boss in the third row behind the teacher's right.

His name is Zhou Qiu, and he is the first person in the Netherworld Study in the Black and White Academy.

Zhou Qiu looked embarrassed because he didn't know him.

"Luo Liang, what do you think?"

Sun Mo looked at a boy, this is the boy who did well in the previous class.

Huh!

Everyone looked over with envy.

This boy was actually remembered by Master Sun?

That's great!

Huh!

Luo Liang stood up, embarrassed: "Teacher, I..."

"Don't panic, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake!"

Sun Mo comforted.

"Ok!"

Luo Liang took a deep breath, looked at the metal rod, and remembered that the hair dryer Sun Mo took out last time, then this time, it should be something similar.

It must be very practical.

"Blowing machine?"

Luo Liang guessed.

"Sit down!"

Sun Mo stopped selling Guanzi, took out a piece of spiritual stone, inlaid it on the metal rod, and then the metal rod began to turn red visible to the naked eye.

The air is heated.

The students in the front row all began to feel the heat.

"This……"

The students were dumbfounded.

"Student Luo Liang was right. Its function is to heat."

Before Sun Mo's voice fell, he caused a huge exclaim.

The cultivator has a strong body and does not invade the cold or heat. Naturally, this thing is not needed, but for ordinary people, the heating rod is a thing that greatly improves the quality of life.

Sun Mo did not forget the modern winter, it was really freezing to death the dog.

"In fact, I also made a lighting stick!"

Sun Mo took another jade.

When embedded in the spirit stone, it emits a bright light.

"The only advantage is that even if it falls, it will not ignite the object and cause a fire, but the cost is too expensive."

Sun Mo sighed.

In recent years, everyone uses oil lamps. Although they are not bright enough, they save money.

Sun Mo sighed here, but the people who attended the lecture were dumbfounded and surprised by his invention.

Although they are inconspicuous, they are enough to change lives.

"Famous Master Sun's psychic patterns light up the world!"

Wan Kangcheng was full of emotion.

In the next course, Sun Mo began to expound his views on psychic patterns at a macro level.

Even a big guy like Zhou Qiu listened with great gusto, and only felt that he was stunned.

When the bell rang after class, Zhou Qiu could not wait to press Sun Mo on the podium and continue to teach.

"Luo Liang, can you come out for a while?"

When Sun Mo went out, he shouted.

Everyone immediately cast envious glances at Luo Liang.

Needless to say, this is Sun Mo admiring Luo Liang.

Maybe you have to dig him.

...

"how do you feel?"

When Wan Kangcheng left, he called Zhou Qiu.

"How inferior to me!"

Zhou Qiu sighed, convinced.

"I originally thought he would teach you a few spirit patterns he invented, but unexpectedly, he pointed out a direction for everyone."

"Ningwen does not have to be high-end, it can change the world!"

"What is a master? This is! One of their ideas can influence the world and benefit thousands of people."

Ding!

Favorability from Zhou Qiu +500, respect (1500/10000).

"Principal Wan, how have you considered that black and white game for Sun Mo?"

Xie Enhui interjected.

"It's too dangerous. If something happens to Sun Mo, we're afraid we won't be able to bear this responsibility."

Wan Kangcheng shook his head.

"Yes, Song Hye-gen might not be able to get out anymore, so don't let Sun Mo take a risk."

Zhou Qiu nodded: "If Master Sun dies, the Nine Provinces Spirit Rune will be like a long night."

Black and White Star Chart, in addition to the game Sun Mo played, there is also a game only for elite master teachers, but this game is too dangerous.

Because you die in the game, you can't wake up in reality and become a vegetable.

Even if you don’t die, you will lose your memory and become dementia if you spend a long time in the game ~www.readwn.com~.

Because of this game, Black and White Academy has ruined thousands of geniuses for hundreds of years. Among them, the chief alone is more than a hundred.

It can be described as a heavy loss.

"I say something ugly, other people's cubs, don't feel distressed when they die."

A big man said: "This broken game can be said to be the demon of our school, don't you want to see the day it is cleared?"

"If Sun Mo is really a genius who has never met in a thousand years, then I think he will succeed."

The high-star master teachers who accompanied them all began to express their opinions, almost all agreeing to invite Sun Mo to play the game.

...

Dark continent, three floors, a castle.

Lu Feng stood respectfully behind a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, looking at the chess pieces in front of him.

Several subordinates are dragging a vegetable out of the jelly-like solution of chess pieces.

"Senior brother seems to be over!"

Lu Feng curled his lips.

The middle-aged man was expressionless and walked to the chess piece, ready to enter.

"teacher!"

Lu Feng was taken aback, and quickly stopped: "You can't do anything, let me come?"

"Get out!"

The middle-aged man scolded.

"Master, I can too."

Huang Meibo nominated herself.

"Challenging the unknown is also a kind of fun, and I think that in this game, there will be an answer to analyze the world!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he lay down among the chess pieces.

When Lu Feng saw this scene, his eyes were full of admiration.

...

At the same time, in a secret base in Dark Dawn, Star Lord Dawn was staring at the chess game warehouse in front of him.

It failed again, so do you want to try it yourself?

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