world's most stupid

The next day, everyone put on their best mental outlook and waited to welcome the new school life. Although everyone's class time and place were different, they decided to set off together today.

When the carriage received them and turned to the teaching area, the carriage that could accommodate 20 people was already full of people.

The age range of the students on the bus is very large, ranging from a few years old to people who seem to be in their 50s and [-]s.Still no one took the initiative to talk to them. Some people were sitting in the car with their heads down reading a book, and some were resting their eyes with their eyes closed.

Everyone has a "don't bother me" message from their body.

Eleven and a few looked at each other, because the others were very quiet, and it was hard for them to talk, so they walked all the way to the teaching area in silence.

The teaching area is very large, and the interior also needs to be connected by a carriage. The seven people encouraged each other and dispersed.

Because there is no spiritual energy in the academy, Han Douding dare not waste spiritual energy easily to travel. This, to a certain extent, allows the students who have already cultivated and the majority of students who have not practiced to have a relatively fair learning environment.

Eleven was lucky to have Amon by his side. The first class for the two of them was elementary weaving.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Amon was fine. After seeing the situation inside, Eleven turned around and was about to go out.

"New here?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded above Eleven's head.

Eleven first saw a bright red robe embroidered with large peonies, then looked up and saw an old man with ruddy complexion and snow-white hair.

The old man touched Eleven's head very kindly and gently. He also wanted to touch Amon's, but Amon turned his body slightly and got out of the way.

The old man in a red peony robe didn't mind either, and continued to stroke Eleven's head with a smile, and asked him again: "Are you a new student? Learning weaving? Yes, you have eyes. Come in, kid, we've been in our class for a long time. No boy has ever been here, and those sisters inside will definitely like you very much."

Eleven held Amon's hand, mustered up his courage, and followed the old man into the classroom again.

Everyone in the classroom was busy. The old man and two children came in. Not many people noticed. Even if they noticed, they just looked at it casually and didn't pay much attention.

Who stipulates that a room full of women will fly over when they see two boys, like bees that see flowers?Eleven exhaled and made a grimace at Amon: I accidentally made myself sentimental.

Amon was probably the kind of person who truly treated men and women equally, so he couldn't understand Eleven's mood just now, nor what his grimace meant.

This classroom is not so much a classroom as it is a huge workshop with many partitions.The workshop is famous, you can see it before entering the courtyard, it is called weaving and embroidery workshop.

The weaving and embroidery workshop is divided into many parts, and there are hundreds of women of different ages busy, but some are busy weaving, some are busy spinning, and some are doing some things that are still unknown to the eleventh day.

Eleven also saw someone cooking something in a big cauldron, it was steaming hot there.

The old man brought the two of them to the two looms, motioned them to sit down, and then asked with a smile: "Tell me, why do you want to learn weaving? Do you do this at home? You come here to learn more What do you want? A better weaving technique? A better weaving machine? A better method of defense? A better embroidery technique or a better weaving and dyeing method?"

Since this is an academy for cultivating future cultivators, Eleven decided to tell the truth, "No, I just want to combine the study of talisman formations with textile embroidery, weaving and dyeing, etc. dyeing, so that I can get runes, and then weave or embroider these runes into clothes, purses, etc., so that they have the same effect as paper and jade charms. My ultimate dream is to make wearable The twelfth-level formation on the body."

This is not his ultimate dream, it's just the reason why he now takes the weaver course.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while he suddenly laughed, "Very good, I have ambitions. The one you mentioned already has a special school in the world of cultivators, that is, weaving and embroidery. I remember that there is also a related sect of cultivators It’s called Weaving Embroidery School. However, there are not many practitioners who can truly combine talisman arrays and fabrics perfectly. Most of the weaving and embroidery practitioners specialize in weaving and embroidery. They will study the materials and methods of making fabrics to the extreme. , so that the fabric itself has a certain special effect. As for putting formations on the fabric, etc., it will be handed over to the relevant talisman repairers to deal with later.”

The old man looked at Amon again, "What about you? Little guy."

Amon pointed at Eleven, showing that he was a child who knew nothing.

Eleven took his place, cleared his throat, and Fan spoke nonsense seriously: "This is my master's son, named Amon. I promise master to take good care of him. Amon is ugly because his stepmother cut his face when he was a child." , I've probably been laughed at a lot, since I was a child, I have become very fond of colorful and beautiful weaving, and I also like embroidery. My master is so worried. Well, he also likes to fight."

Amon: Believe it or not, go back and beat you to death.

The old man nodded, stopped paying attention to little Amon, and only said to Eleven: "Your idea is good, but you are not yet a cultivator, and it is not good for you to think too far. Have you ever learned weaving?"

Eleven shook his head, "No, I don't even know how to defend."

"Well, it's interesting. Generally speaking, those who come to learn textiles specially have at least a certain foundation. Did you come up with an idea out of nowhere?"

"No." Eleven smiled shyly, and continued to speak nonsense shamelessly: "Actually, I watched my sisters learn how to weave and embroider at home... I have always wanted to try it, but I am a boy, and even little Amon If I like a piece of beautiful brocade, I will be ridiculed. If I say that I want to learn weaving and embroidery, I will be hanged and beaten by my parents. I lied to them that I will learn martial arts and talisman array when I come to Spirit Seed Academy. I, I lied to them."

Eleven lowered her head, imitating Jia Qianjin and kneading her fingers, with a nervous expression on her face, and her little face was still flushed from holding her breath.

Amon: It started to make trouble again.

The old man looked at Eleven, his eyes suddenly became moist, he touched Eleven's dog's head, and said repeatedly: "My good boy, I have wronged you, I understand, I understand! Alas, the world is wrong!"

The old man sighed for a while, and began to patiently explain to the two children how to spin.

Yes, their first class is not to learn how to weave, but to learn how to turn various fibers into threads.

"There are many kinds of thread. The most common ones are hemp thread, cotton thread, silk thread and woolen thread. I will only explain it to you once. If you can't remember it, you can go to Zhaoxin Pavilion to exchange your foreign credits for the corresponding books. I remember to explain the materials of spinning thread." His book is called Yi Yi Yuan. I wrote it."

Eleven understood, saying that he and Amon would definitely buy it, and praised: "The title of this book is really learned."

The old man chuckled, and began to explain the classification and related knowledge of threading.

The lesson started on November [-], and I quickly took out a pen and paper and started to record.

The paper was exchanged for high-quality rice paper in the Zhaoxin Pavilion in the outer courtyard, bound into a small book for Shi Shi, and a copy was given to each of the friends.

The pen is a quill made by himself, which is easier to make than a carbon pen, and can be used with ink.

Ink is the ink made by grinding ink. I don't know if it works well yet. I plan to make do with it on the eleventh day, and improve it later when I have time.

The old man paused, looked at his three-piece study set, and asked, "Zhaoxin Pavilion is new?"

"No, it was made by my workshop."

"Oh? Sell it? Even how to do it."

"Sell! Exchange credits."

The old man chuckled, "It's impossible for internal credits, you can only exchange external credits. But I can take care of you."

"Really? Sir, you are so kind!" Eleven looked up and laughed happily.

The old man was also very happy, "You are a good boy, I can tell by listening to you. It is rare for me to like a student so much, so how about it, if you are in my class in the future, if your credit score is lower than the positive third, I will give it to you." You score zero."

"..." Eleven picked out his ears, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

Amon: "Deep love, great responsibility."

The old man clapped his hands and praised: "Of course."

Eleven: "I won't sell it anymore, I'll sell it to Zhaoxin Pavilion."

The old man curled his lips like a child, "I know how to do such a simple thing at a glance. I just don't want to take advantage of you, a child, by exchanging credits for you."

"You are sir!" How can you plagiarize a student's work?

"Really not for sale?"

"Do not sell!"

"Well, if your grades don't reach the first place in the future, you are ready to leave. Another thing to tell you, I teach embroidery and weaving and dyeing."

"Sir, you are so shameless." Eleven Maniac was surprised, this is simply the most blatant threat, is there such a gentleman?Is there a place to complain?

"Sir, my teeth are very good, but you, have all the missing teeth grown?"

Eleven shut his mouth tightly, annoying old man, which pot is not open and which pot to carry.

"Sell it or not? I'll give you two hundred extra credits."

"...Sell." Sell it to you, and I'll sell it to Zhaoxin Pavilion.

"You can't sell it to other people in the future." Seeing Eleven's shocked eyes, the old man chuckled, "We have to eat as husbands, and at my age, of course I can earn a little bit. I have to take care of myself. I have no children and no daughters, and I am lonely all my life, alas."

"I will buy out two thousand credits for you, but I have the right to retail and give away small batches, and you have to grade me according to the normal grades."

"Retail, small batches, well, I probably understand what you're talking about. My child, I really like you." The old man said earnestly.It means that if he agrees in the front, the credits in the future have to follow his request.

Eleven begged the old man with pitiful eyes: Can't it be changed?

The old man shook his head resolutely.

Eleven silently took out his identity jade badge.

The old man transferred [-] foreign credits to him on the spot, without asking him to sign any written contract, and then started lecturing again.

Eleven quickly took notes.

The old man took them outside to the yard during the lecture and explained to them by pointing to various materials.

The old man spoke in great detail and allowed them to ask questions.

"Have you written it all down?" Without waiting for the two to answer, the old man asked himself and answered: "Very well, let's talk about how to make a spindle. If you want to know more details, such as which shape and material of the spindle is better If you want to use it, and which kind of spindle is suitable for which kind of thread, then go to Zhaoxin Pavilion to exchange books for a hammer, um, it’s also my humble work.”

Eleven and Amon: "..."

The old man then began to talk about the method of making the spindle, and while he was talking, he made it himself to demonstrate.

If only in terms of explanation and hands-on ability, this is a very good lecturer.

"Having said so much, I think you all understand."

Eleven: Understand what a ghost!If we were real children, we wouldn't understand just the nouns when you said this!

The old man didn't treat these two babies as ordinary children. The children who can enter the inner courtyard are either very lucky, or they are ghost spirits. He instilled a lot at once to see how well they can bear it.If he can accept it, he will continue and even intensify it.If not, he will naturally reduce it accordingly.

"All the materials on the ground can be used to make a spindle. Your task today is to make a spindle that you can use, and then use it to spin yarn. If you don't understand something, read the book first. If you don't understand it, prepare the foreign credits." Ask your teachers and sisters for advice. If they can’t answer, then ask me. Remember, you don’t need foreign credits for asking me, but if others can answer the questions you ask or you can find the answers in books, then your assessment One credit point will be deducted. The more questions you ask, the more you will be deducted."

Eleven Mohan: "What if some senior sisters deliberately don't want to answer?"

"That's because you are unsuccessful in life, and it has nothing to do with your husband and me."

Eleven resisted the urge to hit the teacher. Now he finally understands why the outer court attaches so much importance to the external credits, because the inner court is a world that looks at "money"!

And when the students in the inner court are busy studying and getting good scores, most of them probably don't have time to earn extra credits for living and auxiliary purposes. But it's quite cheap.

After the old man assigned the classroom tasks, he left to explain to other students.

Eleven and Amon picked up the materials on the ground and began to ponder.

The old man taught very carefully, but he taught too much at one time. For the two people who had no foundation, they started to bump into each other when they reached the hands-on stage. It is extremely difficult.

Amon didn't use any spells, he was playing like a real child.The spindle took shape quickly in his hands, but the spinning of the thread confused him.But Amon was very patient, he just sat on the ground and tried a little bit.

Eleven is still working hard to cut the spindle, and the key point of a good spindle is smooth shape, and Eleven hasn't even cut the shape yet.

The weaving class is over, and they have to go to the weaving and dyeing class within half a quarter of an hour.Fortunately, the courses related to weaving, embroidery and weaving and dyeing are all in the same weaving and embroidery workshop compound, and they can continue to practice in the extra time.

The old man who was going to give lectures to other students reappeared and said to the two children with a smile: "Want to continue to use the classroom? Do you want to continue to use the teaching tools? Do you want to continue to practice? We have a dedicated practice room and spare practice materials. Three hours is only one extra credit, but the practice materials are counted separately. Some of your senior sisters can provide you with supplementary lessons, one extra credit per class hour. For related content, you can see the stone list at the door of the classroom."

Eleven was no longer in the mood to say witty words, so he just sat on the ground and nodded to show he knew.

The old man picked up the spindle made by Amon, looked at it, nodded approvingly, and wanted to touch Amon's head, but Amon stepped aside again. The old man smiled and walked into the weaving and dyeing classroom on the other side calmly.

Eleven and Amon stood up. They could take away the spindle they were working on, but they could only take one. The tools could not be taken away, nor could the spinning thread be taken away.These materials are required to be purchased for extra credit.

In the beginning of the weaving and dyeing class, we also talked about materials, and the embroidery class after that was the same.

After class, Eleven went to Zhaoxin Pavilion to buy a bunch of books, all of which were predestined, and the author was... a signature of a real person who would never think of a real person when he saw the name, Fairy Feng.

Amon still has a martial arts class, and the elementary Talisman of the Eleven News has no class today, until tomorrow.

Eleven noticed that all the courses here are held every three or four days, including martial arts courses.

So what you can learn depends entirely on yourself?

Holding a pile of books in his arms on Eleven, he bought materials at the Weaving and Embroidery Workshop for extra credit, and went back to the dormitory to close the door and concentrate on learning how to make a spindle.It was not until evening that he fashioned with his own hands a barely functioning spindle.

When he was practicing making a spindle on the eleventh day, Amon looked at the martial arts instruction lying on the ground, lowered his head and asked, "Do you want to do it again?"

Martial arts instruction: ...Your mother!Where did the little monster come from?I give you full marks, you hurry up and get out of here!

In the next few days, each of the seven people was so busy that they couldn't eat together again, and they couldn't go out at the same time. They obviously lived in the same yard, but they rarely met, unless they came to find someone.

On the evening of the fifth day, Jia Qianjin came back and called everyone out of the room together, and met together in the main room.

"How?" Jia Qianjin was the first to open the topic.

Everyone looked at each other, Zhuang Yongnian smiled wryly, "Tired."

Xiaopang complained repeatedly, "The teaching is too fast. Before I understand it, the teacher starts to talk about the following. If you don't understand everything, you have to read the book and ask yourself. Every class also assigns us tasks, and I will be exhausted. gone."

Kong Ge's expression was very bad, and he only said one sentence: "Everyone is very good."

Han Douding, who was always very proud, was still very proud, "I am the best! They are not as good as me."

This they refer to those who are cultivating at the same time.

Kong Ge and the others looked at Han Douding enviously.

Jia Qianjin glanced at Eleven and Amon.

Eleven fingers pointed at his eyes, and complained painfully: "Look, these two dark circles! I haven't been able to sleep for three hours in three consecutive days. That damn Fengxian old man said I was cute and took special care of me, and Said that Amon and I are the only two males at the moment, and we have to show our senior sisters that we can’t lose face as a man. He asked us... no, he said that Amon was still young, and he only asked me to be in the Xunkao and I must be among the top three in the monthly exam, otherwise I will get zero points!"

Xiaopang said sincerely: "I sympathize with you."

Eleven clenched his fists and said in a sinister tone, "Do you want to fight?"

Xiaopang raised his hand in surrender, indicating that he has no strength to fight now.

My friends actually couldn't figure out how such a manly fool would choose the courses of three sissies, and he could only think that he had special hobbies.

Han Douding stared at Amon provocatively, "Hey, how are you doing?"

Amon: "No one can beat me in the Daoxiu class." He didn't care what martial arts class he chose, he just chose the Daoxiu class because he saw that there was a ghost sword on Eleventh.

"For the other three classes, sir, considering my age, he won't be too strict with me."

There is one more thing that Amon didn't say, the instruction of the sword training class has suggested that he be transferred to the intermediate sword class, and he wanted to send him away on the first day of class.

Han Douding groaned.

Eleven groans.The old man who dressed up every day would be so strict with him, just because the little Amon who was purely incidental in his eyes actually learned better than him, and the requirements for him became stricter. In the words of the old man: you It doesn't matter if you are not as good as a woman, but you are not even as good as your brother. If I were your father, I would hang you up and beat you every day!

"It's a pity that our class is different except for Amon and Eleven. Otherwise, we can help each other." Kong Ge said sincerely.

Jia Qianjin habitually reassured everyone: "Not now, but we can complement each other in the future. There are still five days left before the Xunxun exam, are you... all sure?"

"I'm already ready to watch the college mission at the end of the month, brothers, you have to give me a hand when the time comes!" Xiaopang said with a face of abandonment lying on the table.

Others said the same thing one after another, and only Han Douding, Jia Qianjin, and Amon didn't say that in the end.

After the wound licking meeting, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Han Douding blocked Eleven's way, tugging at his sleeves.

"Why?" Eleven asked confusedly.

"I want to take a bath." Han Douding puffed out his mouth.He doesn't use the Dust Talisman anymore.

Eleven poked his face, "Okay, okay, help you take a bath, I'll boil the water first, you go back and get a change of clothes and wait for me in the bathroom."

Half an hour later, Eleven was scrubbing cold beans. Amon walked into the bathroom and walked around. After a while, he went out and dragged a bathtub in, put it next to Eleven, and pointed.

Eleven understood, and obediently donated the hot water he wanted to use, and filled the bathtub with warm water that had been mixed.

Amon stripped off and jumped into the bathtub, soaked for a while, and waved to Eleven again.

Eleven looked at Little Douding Han who was so comfortable in his hand that he was about to fall asleep, and then at the little master on the other side, shifted silently, and went over to rub his master's back.

Han Douding became unhappy after waiting for a while, and opened his eyes to pat the bathtub.

Eleven went to serve him again.

After a while, Amon whispered: "The water is cold."

Eleven hurriedly got up again to carry hot water.

After pouring hot water, Amon pointed to his shoulder again.

Eleven was thinking that this was the master, so he sat down and beat him on the shoulders.

Han Douding on the other side is also calling for water cold.

Eleven turned her head quietly: "Come out after washing, and wipe it off by yourself."

Han Douding stood up from the tub, glared at him ferociously, jumped out of the tub after a while, didn't even wipe off the water, grabbed a coat and put it on casually, and ran out of the bathroom.

Eleven heads, "Amon, I'll go and see him, he's still young and not sensible."

Like Uncle Amon: "Yes."

Han Douding sat on the bed with Jin Doudou in his eyes.

When Eleven saw him like this, his heart softened.Still a child.

"Okay, why are you crying?" Eleven sat beside him, grabbed a large cloth towel and wiped his hair, helped him take off his wet coat, and wrapped his little body in a quilt.

Han Douding sobbed softly, but still shouted ferociously: "I didn't cry!"

"What's the matter with crying? It's good for your body to cry once in a while."

Han Douding opened his hand.

Eleven didn't mind, and went to brush his hair again.

Han Douding opened it again, and put his hand on it again on eleventh.

The cold beans stopped beating, and the golden beans fell down in large grains.

Eleven was heartbroken, and hugged the little guy into his arms even with the quilt, "What's wrong with you? Who said what happened to you? Come, come, tell brother. Whoever bullies you, I'll beat him!"

Han Douding's hands were trapped by the quilt, and he couldn't wipe away his tears. After a while, he sniffled and said, "They said that the people who were sent here were children who were abandoned by their families."

"You mean the cultivators here?"

"Ah."

"Who said that?" Eleven wiped Xiao Douding's nose.

"The monk who explained spells to us." Han Douding probably felt a little ashamed, and wanted to struggle to get out of the quilt, but was hugged tightly by Eleven.

Han Douding knew that it would be easy for him to break free, but he didn't want to. He liked Shi Shi to hug him. This was something his family members dared not and would not do.

"He's talking nonsense! He's just jealous of you geniuses."

"But why were we sent in? Just for mission rewards? But why does the academy give us the treasure we want for nothing?"

"Your family must have paid a lot of tuition fees." Eleven couldn't figure it out. If the outer court was to balance the entire Cangyun Continent's desire for spirit seeds, what about the inner court?What is the purpose of the inner courtyard?If it is just to cultivate talents, why use the method of elimination?

What bothered Eleven the most was where the 13 students who failed the trial went, and what fate they would encounter if they were eliminated.

This is by no means a college aimed at cultivating talents.This is the only thing that Eleven can be sure of at the moment.

But he couldn't share these worries and questions with Han Douding. One was that the other party was too young, and the other was that he hoped that the little guy could live a happier life.

"In vain, this academy hides a big secret, so let me be careful."

"Baibai? You mean Sai Baize?"

Han Douding nodded.

Eleven wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and kissed his forehead: "Sometimes you can listen to him, but if he asks you to do something dangerous, you must tell me."

Han Douding suddenly opened his mouth and bit him, right on his nose.

Eleven was dumbfounded.

Han Douding pouted with tears in his eyes, "You treat that Amon better than me."

Well, childish jealousy is out.

Actually that's why you're really crying and angry, right?Sebaser muttered inwardly.Before this child was besieged by other cultivators, he never shed a tear or frowned.Now it's just because he was said a sarcastic word, and he just dropped the Golden Doudou when he came back?He wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

Eleven dealt with this kind of thing with ease, without thinking. He opened his mouth and said, "I even washed your underpants, but I never washed Amon's underpants."

Han Douding finally struggled to get an arm out of the quilt, instead of wiping away tears and snot, he hooked Eleven's fingers, "Then you promise me that you will only wash my underpants from now on?"

Eleven hahaha, "It's a beautiful idea! Unless you wash it for me too."

Han Douding frowned, and waved his hands: "No need to wash, I'll buy you new ones!"

Eleven was rolling with laughter, and told a few more jokes to coax the children, and only when the children started rubbing their eyes did he tuck him into the bed and come out.

When he walked out of Han Douding's room, he always felt that he had forgotten something.

What's the matter?

Inside the house, the coaxed Han Douding was lying on the bed and stroking his hair. He was just stupid. Seeing him cry, he even forgot that he was a cultivator of single water spirit root.

"Baibai, thank you, this trick is very useful." Han Douding pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes, and decided to use this trick to deal with He Chuchu in the future.

"However, Bai Bai, how can we drive Little Scarface away from Stupid?"

Sai Baiser: Ancestor!Please don't say it out, what you said, the uncle God heard everything, okay!Don't even ask me how to deal with him, huh.