Heaven lost a system

Chapter 92 Abstract Master (Please recommend, please collect)
In this class, all the students are listening to Mr. Zhuge's lecture attentively.

When the get out of class was over, many people gathered around directly, and asked Mr. Zhuge about the practice of array.

They were all relatively simple questions, and Teacher Zhuge answered them all with a smile.

When the students took out their mobile phones and wanted to add Teacher Zhuge as a friend, the old man smiled and said: "This is something you young people play, I really don't understand. If you have any questions, you can ask me in class later." .”

Afterwards, Mr. Zhuge leaned on a cane and slowly left the classroom.

Along the way, Zhuge Changchi kept a faint smile on his face.

In this first class, he felt that he performed very well.

But there are some things that he didn't say clearly.

For example, a student just asked about the high-level Spirit Gathering Formation...

"If the high-level spirit-gathering array is really so easy to arrange, I don't need to practice the array for 30 years before I can fully master it. However, the pursuit of the heart is the foundation of Taoism. The elementary array, with the aptitude of these students, practice After one or two years, someone should be able to arrange it." Zhuge Changchi said secretly.

When he came to Daoling Academy, he planned to recruit more apprentices and spread the formation together.

In the classroom, Lin Qiu looked at the elementary formation diagram on the blackboard, and asked softly to Lin Xiaojing next to him, "Have you memorized this formation diagram?"

Lin Xiaojing nodded lightly. This formation may look complicated to others, but in her eyes, she will completely remember it after seeing it once.

Lin Xiaojing looks at pictures differently from others. She sees the shape of every stroke and every painting, as if taking the entire array apart and memorizing it, and then reassembles the strokes in a unique way in her mind.

Ordinary people can't learn this method.

The third session in the afternoon is still a practice class.

The head teacher, Dong Li, also told them that their main course is to practice exercises, and the others can only be regarded as minors.

After all, one's own strength is the foundation of everything.

If you haven't even practiced the exercises well, what are you talking about?
But most of the students, after experiencing Teacher Zhuge's Dao Dao class, are now full of thoughts on how to memorize the array diagram and engrave it down, but it is difficult to calm down and practice the exercises.

Dongli naturally noticed it too, but he didn't say much.

It is useless to talk too much about some things, and the melons that are twisted are not sweet. Even if we forcibly correct the concepts of these students now, it will not help.

Sooner or later they will understand this truth.

Lin Qiu was also imitating the array in his mind at this time. In school, he would not take the initiative to practice. Anyway, he is of inferior aptitude, and he felt that Dongli would not bother him too much about practicing exercises.

"Primary array map detected, do you want to save it?"

Suddenly, a message box popped up in the background of Lin Qiu's system. He was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help being secretly pleasantly surprised.

It turns out that the system still has this function.

He opened the atlas in the system, and found the elementary spirit-gathering array drawn by Mr. Zhuge in the elementary formation diagram.

"In the future, you don't need to memorize the pictures when you see them. You can just store them up and open them up to look at the pictures when you need them."

Lin Qiu thinks this function is really convenient, no worse than Lin Xiaojing's super brain.

It's just that he suddenly thought, why didn't the system have this function when he was in school?

In this way, you don’t need to memorize formulas or words, and crush all your opponents in minutes, okay?
But now Lin Qiu doesn't want to delve into it.

Now that the formation map has been collected, Lin Qiu doesn't have to spend any more effort to memorize it, so he fell into boredom in the practice class again.

"Xiaojing, why don't we play riddles?"

"Okay, if you lose, you want to treat me to roasted sweet potatoes."

"Okay, but if you lose, you have to wash my clothes for a week."

"A word is settled!"

So the two of them played a game in a quiet practice class where you draw and I guess, and I draw and you guess.

But after playing a few rounds, Lin Qiu said at the time that he wanted to terminate the game.

"Lin Xiaojing, do your painting skills belong to the abstract school? But your painting is too abstract. I can understand you drawing a circle, but if you draw a few wavy lines on the circle, you insist that it is A roasted sweet potato that is smoking after being roasted is a bit unbearable."

Lin Xiaojing was a little unhappy at the time: "You don't care if I am an abstract artist, I will ask you, is the roasted sweet potato delicious?"

Lin Qiu's face hurts: "Is it fragrant or not, does it have anything to do with whether you smoke or not?"

Lin Xiaojing said righteously: "Because of cigarettes."

Lin Qiu: "..."

Lin Qiu swore that he would never play this game with Lin Xiaojing in the future.

bell bell bell...

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the last class of the day was a practical training class.

This class is also Lin Qiu's long-awaited class.

He just wanted to ask if he could learn swordsmanship!

The location of the actual combat training class is not in the classroom. Dongli also explained to them in the last class that this class is held outdoors.

The venue is the school playground.

So when get out of class was over, the students of Daoling Class 1 left the classroom one after another and walked towards the playground.

The class bell rang, and a burly man in black came to the playground. Lin Qiu looked at him carefully. This man must belong to the same organization as Ye Xiao.

The teacher in black called the students of Class 1 of Dao Ling to come over, then stood in front of everyone, and said calmly, "From today on, I will be your instructor, and you can call me Instructor Tan."

Lin Qiu noticed that the man in black was referring to the instructor, not the teacher.

"Now, everyone runs around the playground for ten laps!" Instructor Tan's second sentence started to let everyone run.

Everyone started to be confused.

Is this a physical education class?

What about the actual training you promised? !
I'm ready to start a fight, you let me run? !

Who are you fooling? !
Seeing that no one moved, Instructor Tan's expression suddenly turned cold: "In the future, I don't want to talk nonsense to you again. Remember, in this place, the instructor's order is an iron order, and you must obey it unconditionally. If you are not convinced, you can withdraw at any time, and the school will give you free withdrawal, do you understand?"

"……clear."

Hearing the scattered replies, Instructor Tan's face became more and more gloomy: "Have you not eaten yet? Let me ask again, do you understand everything? If you don't understand, keep shouting until I feel that you are listening." Until I understand!"

"clear!!"

This time, everyone shouted in unison.

Instructor Tan said coldly: "Now, everyone, run twenty laps around the playground!"

This time, no one questioned, and everyone ran around the playground obediently.

Watching a group of people running, Instructor Tan stood aside and shouted coldly: "I'm giving you a face, right? A group of rookies with no physical strength at all. They still want to learn some fighting skills."

"Cheer up, if you can't run 10 laps in [-] minutes, run another [-] laps!"

"One by one, they wilted before taking two steps on the battlefield. What are you talking about killing the enemy?"

"If you can't satisfy me in terms of physical fitness, it's better to continue running after class and exhaust yourself on the training ground than to drag your comrades down on the battlefield."

"Is everyone deaf? Do you understand?"

"clear!!!"

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