Good Fortune Dictionary

"Wang Feng, wake up." A roar startled Wang Feng, who was still asleep, he was calling himself, probably an illusion.

Wang Feng, who couldn't keep his eyelids open, continued to fall into a drowsy sleep, followed by a bucket of ice water rushing towards his face.

This time Wang Feng was completely awake.

"Who is it?" Wang Feng only felt the biting cold, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Looking around, he found a group of people standing in front of him.

"If you want me to say, a scum like Wang Feng is superfluous. In our class, everyone else looks down on us."

"Who said it wasn't? I don't know what method Wang Feng used to make the class teacher unwilling to give up on him. He even said he was talented, but he was just an idiot."

"If I were Wang Feng, I'd have no face to live on. I'd just smash my head against the wall to death. I'd be nothing but trash."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the people around became more and more unfriendly, and these people also looked down on Wang Feng from the bottom of their hearts.

Wang Feng kept silent. With his current strength, he couldn't make himself dare to speak out, so he could only live like this aggrieved. There was no other way. These people who bullied him were actually just teenagers, but their words and deeds had long been the same. Very vicious.

"Shut up all of them!" An instructor Ouyang with a pointer slowly stepped off the stage, and everyone suddenly fell silent, looking very afraid.

"Am I time-traveling?" Wang Feng rubbed his brows, trying to recall where this is, but he had no clue at all.

"Wang Feng, can you write the character 'person'?" Instructor Ouyang was not angry, and Wang Feng swallowed silently.

"What? I can't write a single character. I'm not an idiot. I knew the character in elementary school, okay? Are you still teaching the character when you are teenagers?"

Wang Feng looked at the crowd strangely, they all started to laugh because they couldn't figure it out, isn't what he said the truth?

"This is not a school for mental illness, is it?" Wang Feng started to panic when he saw the students who couldn't stop laughing.

"Hey!"

Wang Feng suddenly felt as if someone was pulling his leg, he exclaimed in pain but his mouth was covered, and he looked carefully, wasn't it his deskmate.

"Wang Feng, what are you doing? Why do you dare to say such things in public?" The tablemate's eyes were full of hatred, but Wang Feng was at a loss when he said it. I don't understand.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What's wrong with me? What I'm saying is the truth." Wang Feng felt that he had come to a place other than a strange planet. The people here were all weird, and they couldn't connect with his own thinking. superior.

"You are really too much. Who doesn't know that instructor Ouyang treats you well, cultivates you carefully, and you still say such things, isn't it that you slap instructor Ouyang in the face in public? Besides, you are too outrageous, Wannian Daoyin I don't dare to say that because of my connections and physique." The eyebrows at the same table were tightly frowned, and the brows were full of seriousness, without the slightest hint of joking.

Instructor Ouyang originally had a high status in this college. Although he is strict, he has strong enough teaching ability and treats people well, so the students respect Ouyang very much.

Although Wang Feng's deskmate didn't have much ability, they were evenly matched and could be regarded as friends, but if Wang Feng treated Teacher Ouyang like this, the deskmate really had to consider breaking up the relationship. .

"'Daoyin People's Network' physique, what nonsense are you talking about? Why do I get more and more confused the more I listen?" Wang Feng felt his head was about to explode: "Isn't a normal person able to write characters at the age of two or three? ?”

"You..." The deskmate felt that something was wrong with Wang Feng today, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit, so he subconsciously avoided Wang Feng.

"It's not an exaggeration to be three years old. Now there are only two or three years old who can write characters. I think this person is seriously ill." The students stopped laughing, but showed pity on their faces.

If Wang Feng hadn't said this, he wouldn't have offended everyone, and it was the instructor Ouyang who had always placed high hopes on Wang Feng: "Since what you said is so absolute, then please come up and write us the herringbone."

"Just write. I can not only write renzi, but I can also write tens of thousands of characters. I'm really a bunch of ignorant bumpkins." Wang Feng muttered in his heart, thinking about graduating sooner and leaving the sea of ​​suffering, fearlessly in front of everyone Under the watchful eye, he came to the stage and wrote a write-a-that.

"What do you think I'm doing? Keep writing, isn't this the end?" Instructor Ouyang thought that Wang Feng could write something tricky, but he didn't expect that he thought too much, and the result still couldn't.

"Teacher, I wrote it! One stroke and one stroke, the word 'person'." The black line on Wang Feng's face, if this is not over, then it is impossible to write a flower, this instructor Ouyang seems to be abnormal people.

"Are you questioning my ability to be a teacher for such a long time?" Instructor Ouyang was already on the verge of collapse and anger, "Write the word 'person' for me!"

A loud shout frightened Wang Feng who was full of confidence, he really didn't know how to write other than this, why would he stare at him so covetously.

"Teacher, there are other ways to write the character '人'? Oracle?" Wang Feng asked hesitantly, the chalk in his hand was soaked with sweat.

"What kind of oracle bone inscriptions and cartilage inscriptions, the word '人' has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and there are hundreds of millions of ways to write it, but there is only one character. Not only can you not write now, but you have also learned to fool the teacher, right?" Instructor Ouyang was so angry that he almost lost his breath. Go, how could Wang Feng treat his painstaking efforts like this.

"Isn't that how the characters are written? Is it possible that I, a modern person, can write fossils? It seems that I am deliberately making things difficult for myself." Wang Feng was thinking silently, but the temperament of instructor Ouyang's conversation did not seem to be Finding fault, there are other considerations, "Could it be that the world I travel through is different from the earth? But why is the language spoken in Chinese?"

"Why are you starting to be stupid again? Do you know it or not?" Instructor Ouyang saw Wang Feng's stupid look, and really wanted to slap him to wake him up.

"Teacher, can you rewrite it and let me see how it is written?" Wang Feng asked in order to verify the guess in his heart. At least he must know which world he lives in, and all of this must be read. text.

"I still don't know how to write such a meaning." Instructor Ouyang didn't know that Wang Feng was no longer the original Wang Feng. He only thought that Wang Feng was making trouble maliciously, but he still suppressed his temper and wrote a character on stage.

Instructor Ouyang wrote very quickly, the strokes were twisted and connected smoothly, like cursive script, the pen is like a dragon and snake, but it is round and clean, without twigs and splinters, the structure is clear, and the fonts do not have a trace of cross...

This writing took about ten minutes.

Wang Feng looked at the big chevron on the blackboard and almost choked to death: "Could this be the chevron? How is it possible?"

"How is it possible? After learning for so long, you have forgotten what a herringbone looks like?" Instructor Ouyang turned his head and glared at Wang Feng. Originally, his emotions would not be so uncontrollable, but Wang Feng was really irritating today. , "Will you write?"

"Cough cough" Wang Feng looked at the blackboard and saw the beautiful Chinese characters that he couldn't recognize, and coughed a few times in embarrassment. Even if he copied the character "human" that was so difficult, he didn't know how to use the correct strokes to write it, " Teacher, do you have an abbreviation?"

"The character '人' is the most basic character. If you can change it casually, how can it be regarded as a human character." Instructor Ouyang was inexplicably speechless, and he had to ask himself such a childish question. It was simply nonsense, "Lack of The only thing that weighs less is how can a person be considered a human character, don’t think about being lazy all day long, please write well for me, it’s not okay to always take advantage of loopholes, okay, go down first.”

"Okay, thank you teacher!" Wang Feng had nothing to say, it seemed that the world was far more simple than he imagined, and he walked off the stage slowly after thanking him again and again.

All the students in the audience were a little surprised by Wang Feng's sudden thanks. Instructor Ouyang was also baffled. He nodded and explained the cultivation system of the six races in a strange way: "Since ancient times, gods, demons, Buddhas, demons , ghosts, human six races, gods cultivate souls, demons cultivate incarnations, Buddhas train golden bodies, demons train bodies, ghosts sacrifice space, but only our human race only trains contacts, have you ever thought about why this is?"

"Because we are human beings, can't it be possible for people to practice other things if they don't cultivate connections? Besides, this has been done since ancient times!" A classmate said without thinking.

"But if you put it that way, people are also individuals, and demons, ghosts, Buddhas and monsters are also individuals, and they are all the same." A classmate raised his hand silently and whispered.

"Then do you still want to cultivate gods, demons, Buddhas and ghosts? You are a naked traitor!" This undoubtedly violated the bottom line of the angry youth of the human race, and he cursed immediately.

"It's not that serious, it's just a cultivation system. In fact, we can also cultivate those things, can't we? Maybe the result will be better than our cultivation of contacts. How can there be a comparison if no one has tried it?" A classmate clasped his hands and his eyes overflowed with light.

And as this student chatted, other students who looked down on the cultivation of networking began to express their opinions one after another.

"Yeah, the current six clans of gods, demons, Buddhas, demons, and ghosts have not all cultivated since the prehistoric period, but compared to the cultivation of the other five clans, our cultivation of contacts is not only slow but also very difficult to grow. For things that are laborious and unpleasant, how about we directly practice the simpler and faster five clan exercises?"

"Yes! In the holy city of the six races, all the other five races have their elders seated, but only our human race has no one. What should we do if there is a dispute? The end for us is to be driven out, isn't it? It's not as good as it is now Start cultivating the strength of the other five races, and sooner or later you will be able to dominate the world, and all races will have nothing to do with us."

"That's right! I agree very much. Those outdated concepts have to be changed a long time ago. So many of us have this opinion, so we might as well give it a try. Maybe there will be unexpected gains."

"Why don't we cultivate our connections? How can the other five races laugh at us?"

"..." Listening to the arguments of the students, Wang Feng's head was full of black lines again. What the hell is this? Why are there still ghosts and ghosts? Could it be the Wulin Continent.

Moreover, the human race is weak, as if it has reached the edge of life and death. Many people look down on their own cultivation system and want to practice a more powerful cultivation system of gods, demons, Buddhas and ghosts.

"Stop for me."

Instructor Ouyang stood up against the case, with a sad face, "We are talking about opening up connections, but you are talking about the benefits of the gods, demons, Buddhas, and ghosts. We humans are cultivating connections. Don't think about unrealistic things. We look down on ourselves." How can you have the confidence to practice well when you cultivate your connections?"

Seeing that Instructor Ouyang was furious, the students who had been arguing so much shut up one after another, but some people still felt unconvinced, "It is a recognized fact that the human race has weak connections, and besides, learning the essence of the other five races can also make you better." It’s good to help you practice, what’s wrong with it.”

Instructor Ouyang glanced at the unconvinced classmate, and his complexion became even worse: "Although I know that some people will say that I am old and stubborn and old-fashioned, I still want to say one thing, people - we must not forget our roots! Our human race once stood tall among the other five. Above the human clan is the king of the six clans, but there was a gap in the middle ages, and the most important link in the cultivation system of the human race was missing. Because of this, we have to cultivate connections and make up for the missing cultivation system. Let us reproduce the glorious root of the ancient human race!"

"Instructor, you also said that was in the past, and now we can use other methods to climb to the summit, and the old method is really useful, it has been so long." The student who wanted to cultivate the essence of the other five races was still refuting with.

However, instructor Ouyang didn't even look at him this time, and just started teaching on his own: "Everything is based on people, and martial arts is based on energy. Shape, the word 'person' can be expressed, and writing the character 'person' is the beginning of practice..."