Douluo painter

Chapter 70 Shrek Academy

"Old man, why can't my child be admitted!"

A fat woman confronted an old man sitting in front of her.

"I said, your child's talent is too low, we don't collect waste here." The old man sat on the bench and glanced at the woman, and said in a nonchalant tone.

"My child's talent is low. He's only seven years old and he's already level two." The fat woman said resolutely.

"Our enrollment requirements say that children under the age of 12 can only be recruited if their soul power reaches level [-] or above. Your child is seven years old and still at level [-]. Obviously not qualified." The old man said slowly.

"What, if the soul power reaches level 12 under the age of [-], isn't that a monster!" The fat woman said in surprise.

"Yes, it's monsters. Our Shrek Academy only accepts monsters." The old man agreed.

"Then we don't go to school here anymore, you return our registration fee to us." The fat woman stretched out her hand and said.

"Sorry, the registration fee will not be refunded." The old man leaned on the bench and said comfortably with his eyes closed.

"What, you guys are blackmailing!" The fat woman looked like she wanted to get mad.

"What? Want to make trouble?"

The old man slightly opened his eyes, and the aura in his eyes made the fat woman shudder.

"you you……"

The fat woman's hands and feet trembled from the fright. After all, she was just an ordinary aunt. She might be very good at shopping for vegetables and dancing square dances, but she was an ordinary person after all. How dare she face a soul master?
"Hmph, if you don't give it, you won't give it, Zhuang Zhuang, let's go."

Before leaving, the fat woman did not forget to show her tongue.

The old man didn't take care of her, he had seen this kind of thing a lot.

"Listen to the rest, our Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, those who are not qualified enough should go back early." The old man shouted to the people who lined up behind.

At this time, ink painting...

"Finally found someone!"

Mo Hui shed tears of emotion, he has been wandering in this bare grassland for a long time, if he doesn't meet anyone again, he will really despair.

"But what are these people doing in such a long line?" Mo Hui looked at the long line curiously and said.

Curious, Mo Hui walked to the side of the long line, found an old man and asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Don't you know, there is a new Wuhun Academy here, so people from all over the world come here to see if their children can become a student of the Wuhun Academy, and then become a soul master." The old man replied.

"So that's how it is." Mo Hui said after understanding.

"Thank you, sir." Mo Hui thanked.

"Wuhun Academy."

Mo Hui looked at the building not far ahead and said to himself.

He is a little curious about this Wuhun Academy, because he hasn't studied in this world yet, he has been staying in Wuhun Hall before.

But Mo Hui doesn't want to be a student anymore, his experience in his previous life made him feel a little bit shadowed about it.

However, he wants to be a teacher.

"Go and see."

Mo Hui came to the registration office with this in mind.

"Next person."

The old man said while memorizing the list.

"Hey, why do you jump in line?" A man said with some dissatisfaction.

"Ding Ding!"

There was a sound of gold coins colliding.

"Is it enough?" Mo Hui said slowly with a smile on his face.

"Hmph, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have money." The man didn't pick it up in order to maintain his dignity.

"Crash~"

"Is it enough now?" Mo Hui said, throwing another pile of coins.

"Money, it's all money, grab it quickly."

For a while, everyone was angrily grabbing the coins on the ground.

"Oh, what a wicked brat." The old man glanced at Mo Hui and said.

"Forehead……"

Mo Hui scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Okay, since this is the case, you should come first, who do you bring to sign up." The old man said helplessly.

"No, no, I'm not here to apply for students, I'm here to apply for teachers." Mo Hui waved his hand and said.

"What, you're a little doll applying for the Martial Soul Classroom? How old are you? Have you grown all your hair?" The old man said with a sneer on his face.

"Uh, it's true that my hair hasn't fully grown yet, but my soul power level is definitely enough." Mo Hui replied a little embarrassed.

"No, who cares if your hair is long or not, I'm just a metaphor, and you have to apply for a martial soul teacher at least seventy levels, how can you..."

The old man originally wanted to mock Mo Hui, but Mo Hui directly revealed his seven soul rings.

"Soul, Soul Sage!" the old man said in surprise.

"How is this possible, give me your hand." The old man said excitedly.

"Ah, that's not good, I'm talking about it in broad daylight." Mo Hui joked.

And also made a gesture like a shy little girl.

"Eh..." The old man's face was black.

"Hahaha, I'm kidding, here you are."

Mo Hui laughed and stretched out her hand.

"What, it's only 17 years old!!" The old man said with a look of surprise.

"You are such a monster!" the old man said with emotion.

"How about it, can I apply for a teacher?" Mo Hui asked with a mocking face.

"This... I need to ask the principal." The old man said hesitantly.

"Okay, you can ask." Mo Hui said.

"Then please wait here for a while." After finishing speaking, the old man left the registration office and walked towards the principal's office in the college.

After a while, the old man came out with an uncle with curly black hair.

"Yo, old man, how's it going?" Mo Hui greeted from a distance.

"Tsk!"

The old man looked at Mo Hui with a black line on his face, and seemed a little upset, but he had no choice, because Mo Hui's soul power level was almost the same as his, and he was younger than him, so he definitely couldn't beat him.

"This is our principal, Flender, let him talk to you." The old man pointed to the black curly-haired uncle.

"Hello, my name is Mo Hui, a level 75 soul sage, and I want to apply for a teacher in your school." Mo Hui simply introduced himself.

"Why do you want to apply for a teacher in our school? A genius like you shouldn't be interested in our small college." Flender asked.

It is unique in the Soul Sacred Continent when he was a teenager. This kind of talent can no longer be described as high.

People with this kind of talent should be recruited by many forces, so Flender couldn't figure out why Mo Hui wanted to come to his small academy as a teacher.

"The reason is actually very simple. I used to be a student and was often spurred by the teacher's love, so now I want to become a teacher and experience the life of a teacher." Mo Hui explained.

"That's it!" Flender said with a look of disbelief.

"Well, that's it." Mo Hui replied.

"No, our college has to be responsible for the students, your kind of thinking is not good for the students..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~~~"

"What do you want to say? Principal Flender~~"

I saw Mo Hui slowly pour out a pile of gold coins and said.

"Your thinking is really good for our students, you can come to work now." Flender quickly changed his words.

"Then thank you principal." Mo Hui said with a smile.

　I have a small request. I find that I will be very happy when you praise me. When I am happy, I will be inspired. As soon as I am inspired, I can write interesting chapters. Once I write interesting chapters, you can praise me. This forms a virtuous circle.

　　So please compliment me, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)