I'm not a human being in Douluo

"No wonder you agreed to let Yun Tianming become my disciple, because you didn't want him to become a pure auxiliary system soul master.

I always thought that the mainland was very peaceful, but now it seems that I was blinded by this prosperous age."

After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Bone Douluo Gu Rong suddenly realized why Ning Fengzhi had so simply entrusted Yun Tianming to him to train him as a combat-type soul master.

It turned out to be preparations for the future.

"I didn't look as far as Fengzhi, I just noticed that Wuhundian has been wooing some small sects over the years.

The small sects that used to have a good relationship with us in the third middle school are now all recruited by the Wuhun Temple, and the lower four sects have gradually begun to distance themselves from us.

I think Wuhundian’s plan is to isolate our upper three sects.”

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Hope has appeared, it depends on whether we can seize it."

Ning Fengzhi turned around and looked at the vast starry sky, and whispered softly.

Facts have proved that Yun Tianming really appeared as a result of attacking geniuses. It only took half a year for Yun Tianming to learn how to use one mind and seven tasks, reaching the level of assisting and attacking at the same time in battle.

Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched as he shortened the time by another half a year. He also started learning the art of distraction at the age of 5. But now he is in his s, s and s, and he has barely reached the last level. It only took Yun Tianming half a year.

I don't know why Ning Fengzhi feels that he has really been living like a dog these past few decades. It's so irritating that humans are more powerful than humans.

When Ning Fengzhi talked to Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo about what Yun Tianming should learn next, Sword Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong who was lying on the table doing homework and suddenly thought of a question. Is Yun Tianming illiterate?

"Whether Yun Tianming can write his own name from the age of six to now when he is nine?"

Sword Douluo Chenxin turned his head and forgot Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo Gu Rong asked.

Yun Tianming is indeed illiterate and cannot write Douluo Dalu. How can this be done?

"As the strongest candidate for the next suzerain, how could he be an illiterate person, starting from tomorrow, I will arrange a private tutor with Yun Tianming for one-on-one tutoring.

Find a private teacher for each subject including piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, mathematics and Chinese, and make sure that Yun Tianming gets rid of the title of illiterate."

Ning Fengzhi said seriously.

"I'll call someone to do it right away"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin also responded solemnly.

Soon Yun Tianming's weekly plan was also arranged by Ning Fengzhi: study Chinese on Monday, mathematics on Tuesday, rhythm on Wednesday, calligraphy on Thursday, chess on Friday, painting on Saturday, and rest on Sunday.

The next day, when Yun Tianming woke up, he found a serious-looking uncle beside the bed.

"Who are you"

Yun Tianming rubbed the back of his head and asked with some doubts.

"Hello, Master Yun, I am your Chinese teacher Zhou Shuren. I hope we can get along happily in the next six months."

The serious uncle called himself Zhou Shuren, with a mustache, and began to tutor Yun Tianming in Chinese.

"Classmate Yun Tianming, please open the Chinese book in front of you and turn to the text Young Runtu. Now I will read the text aloud."

"A golden full moon hangs in the deep blue sky, and below is the sandy land on the seaside, where endless green watermelons are planted. Among them is a boy of eleven or twelve years old, wearing a silver ring around his neck and holding a steel handle in his hand. With his fork, he stabbed a spirit beast with all his strength. The beast twisted its body and escaped from his crotch."

When Teacher Zhou read the Chinese text affectionately, Yun Tianming raised his little hand.

"Classmate Yun Tianming, may I ask if you have any questions?"

Teacher Zhou stopped reciting and asked.

"Teacher Zhou, I see that the Chinese author is Lu Xun at the top and Zhou Shuren at the bottom. Could it be that this text was written by you, teacher?"

Yun Tianming blinked his big curious eyes and asked.

"Ahem, classmate Yun Tianming, the teacher wants to clarify something. Lu Xun is Lu Xun, and I, Zhou Shuren, am Zhou Shuren. The author of this text is Lu Xun, and has nothing to do with me, Zhou Shuren."

Teacher Zhou coughed twice and corrected Yun Tianming's mistake with a serious look.

"Teacher, teacher, I have another question."

Yun Tianming raised his hand again and asked.

"You said."

Teacher Zhou frowned and responded.

"What does a soul beast called Yu look like, Teacher Zhou?"

Yun Tianming asked curiously.

"Are you Runtu looking for trouble? Sit down and listen carefully to the lecture."

Teacher Zhou Shuren reprimanded Yun Tianming and said.

"Oh."

Yun Tianming retreated into his seat.

"Yun Tianming, please get up and analyze it for me. The flat nose in the article is crooked, and it means hitting a wall. So what does hitting a wall mean?"

After finishing the story about Young Runtu, Teacher Zhou started the next text: My Uncle Mr. Lu Xun.

Yun Tianming sorted out the plot of the story, and then began to analyze it very seriously:

"Hitting a wall originally refers to doing things that are not smooth or feasible.

The article refers to the setbacks and persecution suffered when fighting the reactionaries, because the society was very dark at that time, and revolutionaries had no freedom of speech at all. In order to arouse the people's awareness and expose the ugly face of the Kuomintang reactionaries, Lu Xun wrote essays like daggers, Therefore, the reactionaries hated Mr. Lu Xun deeply.

"It's so dark all around, isn't it easy to hit a wall?" This sentence can guide understanding from three aspects.

Literal analysis: It's dark and you can't see your fingers. People walking in the dark can easily hit walls or other obstacles because they can't see clearly;

From the analysis of the meaning of the sentence, in the old society where reactionaries were rampant and white terror, progressives and revolutionaries were often persecuted by the Kuomintang reactionaries.

From the analysis of the author's writing intention, the author intends to expose the darkness and evil of the old society.Through such analysis, students can understand the meaning of this sentence relatively easily. "

"Wrong, very wrong, student Yun Tianming, you just have too much imagination. This is just a small thing that happened while eating. Learning Chinese must not always be yy.

It should be combined with the reality of life. For example, if you hit a wall and your nose is crooked, it should be that you accidentally hit the wall. It is not as complicated as your analysis."

Teacher Zhou said calmly with a serious expression.

On Tuesday, Yun Tianming’s math teacher was a middle-aged uncle with white curly hair.

"Student Yun Tianming, I am your math teacher Newton. I hope we can get along well in the next six months."

Newton turned around and wrote a series of numbers on the blackboard, and then said to Yun Tianming: "This is a test question to test your patience and patience. 123456 has been added to 100.

Now I'll give you ten minutes to start calculating. "

Yun Tianming lowered his head and did simple calculations on the draft paper for only five or six seconds before handing the draft to Newton and saying:

"I'm done."

Newton was full of disbelief, but he still took Yun Tianming's draft and looked down at the answer on it. When he saw that the answer was correct, Newton looked at Yun Tianming in shock and asked:

"How did you calculate so quickly?"

"Add the first term to the last term, multiply by the number of terms and divide by two. Isn't this very simple?"

Yun Tianming replied as a matter of course.

"The first term is added to the last term, the first term is added to the last term, this is so subtle, so subtle

It seems like this is a series of numbers, I seem to see a series of formulas."

Newton suddenly understood. He lowered his head and made crazy calculations on the white paper, muttering something in his mouth.

“So boring”

Yun Tianming lay down on the desk and yawned, feeling a little groggy.