Transmigrating to the world of self-cultivation to test teaching qualifications

He walked to the gate without hindrance, put the bucket on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and seemed to be ready to do something big.

Before Jiang Feng could fish the rag out of the bucket, a familiar mocking voice came close to his ears.

"Look at what you're carrying. It's ridiculous to carry a bucket of water for something that can be solved with a dust-removing spell!"

Jiang Feng glanced at his equipment, and then at the spells on Mustache.

Very gently dampen the rag, then wring it out.

Seeing that Jiang Feng ignored him and left an unreasonable sentence, the mustache stood up in the air.

Jiang Feng looked at the mustache hanging in the air, narrowed his eyes, then picked up his rag and began to wipe the stone pillars hundreds of times higher than others.

The smooth and translucent stone pillars feel very good to the touch, but if you keep touching them for several days, even the best feel may not be good.

Jiang Feng wiped for a while, and before he finished wiping around the stone pillar, the mustache came down.

The moment the high head looked at Jiang Feng, it gave him contempt.

"Are you wiping me like this to drag me into the water, so that I will be punished together with you?"

Jiang Feng said: "Fellow Daoist Hu, you can't talk nonsense. Why do I want to drag you into the water? I'm obviously helping you. You may have heard Dean Lu say that we should clean the gate of the Cultivation Academy, but you can only use the dust-removing charm. How can it be considered clean after removing the dust, of course, it can only be considered clean if I wipe it bit by bit like this, you can say whether it is true or not."

Mustache looked at Jiang Feng suspiciously.

In the end, he couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you serious?"

Jiang Feng answered, "Of course it's true, otherwise Dean Lu would have asked us to clean something if we put on a charm so simply. I'm not talking about you. Brain is a good thing, fellow Daoist Hu should have it."

"you!"

Mustache waved his hands, and a trace of hesitation flickered across his brows.

Jiang Feng quickly added fire, and said, "Don't you Daoist Hu want to let Dean Lu see how you respect what he said, and how you meticulously complete what he explained. It didn't leave an impression on Dean Lu's heart."

After thinking about it for a while, Mustache felt that what Jiang Feng said made sense.

He glanced at Jiang Feng's cleaning tools, and said proudly, "You, give me this."

Jiang Feng showed weakness on his face, "If Fellow Daoist Hu wants to wipe it, go and get the rag yourself. I managed to bring this bucket here."

Mustache immediately snatched the tool from Jiang Feng's hand, and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense, you have to wipe it yourself before getting it!"

"But……"

"But what, don't stick around here, walk around."

Jiang Feng stepped back while pretending to be afraid: "Dean Lu also asked me to clean together, you can't take away my chance to make a good impression on Dean Lu's heart."

The mustache rolled his eyes and thought, how could someone else take away such a great opportunity to show his loyalty, so the movement to drive Jiang Feng away became more obvious.

He almost sent Jiang Feng away with his own hands.

Jiang Feng followed the mustache's wishes and walked a little further.

Seeing the other party diligently wiping the door with his rag, the smile in my heart couldn't stop wafting out.

Sure enough, the brain is still necessary.

He had inquired a long time ago that Lu Qiyu was an otaku at the Cultivation Academy, and rarely even went out to the office, let alone the gate of the Cultivation Academy.

Going once in hundreds of years is too much.

"You deserve it, I told you to bully my student, clean it well, I won't kill you!"

"Huh~"

Just when Jiang Feng was happy, there was a laugh that didn't belong to him.

Jiang Feng immediately became alert and looked around.

"Who?"

The man fell silent.

Jiang Feng waited, thinking that he might be hallucinating.

He stepped up and was about to leave when the voice rang again, this time it was a clear sentence.

"Mr. Jiang, you are so cute."

Hearing this familiar sentence, this familiar tone, Jiang Feng couldn't guess who this person was.

He glanced around and found nothing amiss, "Dean Cen, let me reiterate, I'm not cute at all."

"Teacher Jiang is cute and unaware."

"Hehe." Jiang Feng rubbed his face, thinking that Cen Guiyan might be blind.

"Mr. Jiang is not curious about where I am?"

"In the cage."

"Mr. Jiang, you are really a real person. Then you know why I can talk to you in the cage."

Jiang Feng thought about it, but he was not curious at all.

Cen Guiyan probably knew Jiang Feng's temper, and before he could speak, he revealed the mystery, "Mr. Jiang is in danger today. I engraved a formation to protect the master on Mr. Jiang's bracelet. If the master is in danger, the formation will You can protect the Lord three times."

Jiang Feng put his wrist at the same level as his mouth, and said to the bracelet, "The white light today is because of the bracelet protector."

After leveling, the sound became clearer, and it was indeed coming from the bracelet.

"Bai Guang, why, someone asked about you."

Jiang Feng said truthfully: "Dean Lu chased after this white light, and seemed to have found something."

Cen Guiyan smiled and said: "He has the best nose. You don't need to worry about him, just say you don't know what he asks."

Jiang Feng responded, and then said, "Teacher Bai found out about tampering with the grades."

Cen Guiyan said: "Bai Qiuhe. That guy is an idiot. He always thought that I was practicing in seclusion at the Cultivation Academy. I won't tell anything about me right now. You don't have to worry about it."

Jiang Feng snorted inwardly, with a look of all ears on his face.

"What you are talking about is other people's business, what about yourself. Lu Qiyu punished you to wash the gate, but you let others do it for you."

Jiang Feng looked calm, "Dean Lu punished us both. That man robbed me of my tools and forced me to leave. I couldn't beat him, so I had to listen to his words and leave."

"Oh, why did I hear that someone cursed you deserve it."

The voice in the bracelet paused.

Then it came out, "Mr. Jiang, you look even cuter when you say something that you don't mean."

Jiang Feng stared at the bracelet, resisting the urge to take it off and smash it.

"Dean Cen..."

"Well, here comes the dog. See you tonight."

After that, Jiang Feng yelled again, but the bracelet didn't move.

☆、014 People from Cold Mountain

The communication on the bracelet is one-way, and it is obvious that Jiang Feng is not the controller.

Jiang Feng tried to tug on the bracelet, but found that he couldn't take it off.

He snorted, and was about to leave when he saw several flying shuttles flying in the air, and they all stopped at the entrance of the Cultivation Academy in a blink of an eye.

The first person to get off the shuttle was Ke Ze, the vice president of Fu Dao Academy.

He got off the shuttle, but stretched out his hand to lead the woman on the shuttle, a flattering smile filled his rough face.

The woman was dressed in white, with goose-yellow hair accessories.

She has delicate features on her small face, generally speaking, she looks like a doll.

The woman ignored Ke Ze's outstretched hand, jumped off the shuttle, and threw a large part of the people behind her with three or two strokes.Jiang Feng watched the woman walk into the gate and swaggered past him.

After that, walked back again.

"You." The woman looked him up, "You're from the Cultivation Academy, take me to Cen Guiyan's office."

Jiang Feng pointed to himself, "Me?"

The woman said: "Yes, it's just you, is there anyone else here?"

Jiang Feng glanced at the crowd of people following behind the woman, and said, "This fellow Taoist, the group of people behind you should be happy to take you there."

The woman raised her chin, "They are happy, but this girl is not. You don't know who I am."

Jiang Feng shook his head. He didn't even recognize all the people in the Cultivation Academy, so how could he know this person who was a foreigner at all.

But judging by the other party's attire, he should be a person of high status.

"My name is Han Chaolu."

"Forget it, don't care who I am, take me to Cen Guiyan's office quickly. Those guys not only look ugly, but also laugh disgustingly, you can barely see it."

Jiang Fengben twitched the corners of his mouth twice because of her words.

But then he remembered who this Han Chaolu was, wasn't she the name Lu Qiyu had mentioned when he whipped Cen Guiyan in the examination room.

Chaolu is a nice name.

However, he shouldn't be someone to mess with.

"Hey, did you hear me, they're all catching up."

Seeing Jiang Feng keeping his head down, Han Chaolu glanced behind him, grabbed Jiang Feng's arm, and led him into the air.

The instant vacation made Jiang Feng sober in an instant.

"what are you doing!"

Han Chaolu grabbed Jiang Feng like a chick, and with just a few taps in the air, he threw the group of people behind him out of the way again.

Jiang Feng was not only afraid of heights, but also disgusted by the shaking.

He tightened Han Chaolu's sleeves, trying to push her down.

Han Chaolu bumped twice in the air, and said angrily, "What are you doing! Don't move around, we'll fall if you move again."

Jiang Feng suppressed his nausea, closed his eyes tightly, and said loudly: "It's just right to fall, please let me... go down!"

It seemed that Jiang Feng's overly nervous posture caught Han Chaolu's attention. She stared at Jiang Feng for a moment and then smiled.

She smiled and said, "So you are afraid of heights."

Jiang Feng was so nervous that his gums became unstable, "What's wrong with being afraid of heights? Why can't I stop being afraid of heights? You...you put me down quickly, if you don't let me go, I'll spit on you..."

As he spoke, there was a sound in his throat, as if he was about to vomit.

"Wait! Don't vomit, go down, go down now."

Fearing that Jiang Feng would really spit on her, Han Chaolu immediately descended to the ground and let him go.

The moment he touched the ground, Jiang Feng's legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a tree beside him, he would rather collapse on the ground.

"Are you OK?"

Han Chaolu saw that Jiang Feng was throwing up badly, and he didn't know where the highness on his face had gone.

After Jiang Feng vomited cleanly, he glanced at her, "Fellow Daoist Han, don't say that I don't know you at all, even if I do, it's too much to just lift people up to the sky casually, it's too much."

"Yes, yes, have you vomited yet?"

Han Zhaolu smiled, not at all annoyed by being teased.

Jiang Feng was wary of her eyes, "If you vomit well, what's the matter, if you haven't vomit well, so what?"

Han Chaolu smiled a little, "Spit it up, let's continue walking. You quickly take me to Senior Brother Cen's Academic Affairs Office, I haven't seen him for 300 years, I must meet someone today."

"Brother Cen, you are Dean Cen's junior sister."

"Yes, let me introduce myself again. I, Han Chaolu, Cen Guiyan's junior sister, the son of the head of Hanshan Immortal Palace."

Jiang Feng beeped twice in his heart.

Sure enough, not a family, do not enter a door.

What kind of senior brother has what kind of junior sister, it can be seen that all those who came out of this "Cold Mountain" were able to overcome him.

Han Chaolu stretched out his hand and waved it twice in front of Jiang Feng, "Hey, I'm stupid, but I'm still scared. You don't have to be so scared when you hear my identity."

Jiang Feng wiped his face.

He was not afraid at all, not only was he not afraid, but he really wanted to smash the word "Hanshan" on Cen Guiyan's forehead.

Let the other party take a good look at what is coming out of your "Hanshan".

"Go or not?" Han Chaolu poked Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng shook his head, "Don't go."

Han Zhaolu narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you going?"

Jiang Feng stiffened, "Don't go."

"Okay, don't go, right?" Han Chaolu smiled, laughing as hard as her senior brother, "If you don't go, we'll fly. Anyway, my cultivation base is solid, and it won't hurt me to fly for half a day."

"go!"

Jiang Feng stood up quickly and left first.

Han Chaolu snickered and followed Jiang Feng.

It's just that the two circled around and walked back to where they were.

Han Chaolu said, "Will you leave? Why are you back?"

Jiang Feng waved his hand with an innocent face, "You said let me go, but you didn't ask me if I would go. I forgot to tell you that I just came to Xiuzhen Academy and I am not familiar with the road here. If you want someone to take you to Cenyuan The chief's office, find someone else."

Han Chaolu gritted his teeth angrily, "You lied to me!"

Jiang Feng shook his head, "No, you were the one who forced me to leave the whole time, how can you say that I lied to you, let alone that I am a living person standing there in good condition, if you hadn't dragged me to the sky, I would have taken you around here circle."

"Bah, big men are afraid of heights, embarrassing!"

"Oh, it's even more embarrassing for the little girl to force her."

"You!" Han Chaolu was anxious, "Do you know who I am!"

Jiang Feng pinched his earlobe and said, "I'm not deaf, I can hear. Didn't you say that you haven't seen your senior brother for 300 years, and you didn't catch me carelessly this time, right? You know that group of people won't take You went to find Dean Cen, and you deliberately hijacked me to find Dean Cen, but you didn't expect that I was a newcomer."

Han Chaolu rubbed his palms, "You... how do you know, can you take me there?"

Jiang Feng took a few steps forward, straightened his body, shook his sleeves, and replied, "No."

"you……"

"Although you can't, I can ask him for you."

"Ask him, can you see senior brother!"

"Shh, be quiet."

Jiang Feng said: "Of course I can see Dean Cen and know what it is."

Jiang Feng stretched out his arm, showing his wrist and bracelet.

"what?"

"Bracelet, this is a gift from Dean Cen, a token of love."

Han Chaolu stared, "What! A token of love?"

Jiang Feng nodded, his eyes were gentle, "If you don't believe me, see if the logo on this bracelet is your Hanshan logo."

Han Chaolu frowned and glanced, it was indeed.

"That's it." Jiang Feng said, "You are also from Hanshan, is there a way to take it down?"

Han Chaolu was a little dizzy by his words, "Take it off, why? Didn't you say it was a token of love from your senior brother? Why did you take it off?"

Jiang Feng's eyes became softer, "Because... I want to cherish it in my heart, just tell me if you have the ability to take it off, not to mention that you came out of Cold Mountain with Dean Cen, but you have the ability to untie the bracelet nothing."

"Who said, I..."

"Heh~ I didn't know that Mr. Jiang cherished my bracelet so much that I wanted to take it off and put it in my heart."

As soon as the words came out.

Jiang Feng immediately let go of the bracelet, covered his wrist, and lowered his arm, all in one go.

At the same time, he said, "Actually, you are hallucinating, and I didn't say anything."

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☆, 14

"Brother!"

Han Chaolu was a little excited when he heard Cen Guiyan's voice.She turned her head and looked around, but she didn't see the familiar figure.

"Don't look for it, I'm not here."

Even though the bracelet was tightly blocked by Jiang Feng, the voice penetrated through the sleeves and fell into the ears of the two of them very clearly.

Jiang Feng shook his hands and stopped covering the chain.

Han Chaolu was not surprised, considering that her senior brother's talisman skills were superb, and a mere sound transmission was naturally no problem.She was just curious why it has been 300 years, but her senior brother has never stepped out of the Cultivation Academy, and has never reappeared.

"Brother, where are you?"

Cen Guiyan did not reply to Han Chaolu's words, but said to Jiang Feng: "Mr. Jiang, please pass your wrist to Chaolu."

Jiang Feng raised his sleeves, "Can't a simple bracelet work?"

"No."

"The ancients said that if a man and a woman don't kiss each other, handing the wrist is not..."

"Don't worry, Chaolu is the most obedient, but she can't touch her brother's 'sweetheart'."

Ha ha.

Jiang Feng stretched out his arms, rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes, and stretched out his hands.

Knowing that her senior brother's voice came from the bracelet on Jiang Feng's wrist, Han Chaolu shouted at Jiang Feng's hand, "Senior brother? Senior brother? Senior brother?"

The other end was silent for a moment, and then said: "Senior brother is here."

At that moment, Jiang Feng saw mist forming in the corner of Han Chaolu's eyes.

Faint, mixed with a little red.

Han Chaolu spoke again vaguely, as if due to a choked throat, "Brother, where have you been? Why haven't you been willing to see Zhaolu for 300 years? Don't tell me you really don't want to recognize us as Senior Brother Lu said?" Is it cold mountain?"

"Morning Dew."

After a sigh, he only listened to the other end of the bracelet saying: "Be obedient, go back to Hanshan."

"No!"

"I'm not going back!"

"Senior brother, please see Zhao Lu. Although I don't know what happened between you and my father, there is something that cannot be discussed between the master and the apprentice. Father has forgiven Senior Brother Lu long ago. If you give in to my father, According to his love for your temperament, he will naturally forgive you."

Cen Guiyan said: "Chaolu, Hanshan is a good place. It's just that after the establishment of the Cultivation Academy, I have already left Hanshan. I am no longer a member of Hanshan, and I can't say that I will forgive you. Listen to the brother and go back to Hanshan."

Han Chaolu pursed his lips, the deadly kind.

The upper circle of her lips was squeezed out white by her.

After the fog in the eye sockets reached a certain level, he said loudly: "I hate senior brother!"

After speaking, he pushed away the hand in front of her and left in the air.

After Han Chaolu left, Jiang Feng asked, "Why didn't you tell her that you couldn't get out because you were imprisoned by Dean Lu."

"Mr. Jiang."

"Chaolu is innocent. I don't want her to know my situation, and I don't want Teacher Jiang to tell her."

"If, when Teacher Jiang accidentally said one more word, please ask Teacher Jiang to take a good look at the sun. Maybe you won't be able to see it anymore after that."

"..."

Jiang Feng knew that it was impossible to talk to this person well, and he couldn't see the sun tomorrow if he didn't move. You thought you were a dog who could eat the sun.

Just as Jiang Feng was silent, Cen Guiyan changed his tone again.

"However, I still want to thank Mr. Jiang for lending me a hand, so that my junior sister will no longer be obsessed with my whereabouts."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Feng thought, it wasn't all because of you.

"In addition, I want to tell Mr. Jiang that the bracelet recognizes the owner and cannot be removed by force, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless Mr. Jiang is willing to cut off his own arm, even if it is broken, it will be broken with that hand."

Jiang Feng was silent again.

His eyes were fixed on the bracelet, wishing to see a hole in it.

Or stare at the fire, it's a good fire to burn this thing.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang. Chaolu didn't come here just to find me. You have to hurry up and recruit ten students and start the class immediately, otherwise things will change later. I think Lu Qiyu has his eyes on you."

Jiang Feng was taken aback, "Staring at me? Why?"

"You are special, not only me, but he can also see it."

Jiang Feng wondered, what is so special about him, if it weren't for the spiritual root, he would still be a mortal at the moment, a special ghost.

"Also, that white light. He is a very suspicious person. Even if you deny it, he will not deny the facts he has seen. The most important thing is that you made Chaolu no longer want to find me. Lu Qiyu spent 300 years and failed to find me. It took you a while to make Chaolu give up looking for me, and you said whether he should suspect you."

"Aren't these all yours... You, did it on purpose!"

Cen Guiyan said: "Teacher Jiang was joking, how could I do it on purpose. It's just that Teacher Jiang should be more careful in the future, otherwise it would be a pity if he couldn't see the sun anytime. After all, Teacher Jiang still owes me a moon viewing .”

The most poisonous woman on earth.

In the world of comprehension, the hearts of men are the most poisonous.

Jiang Feng wondered if he could return the grafted spiritual root.

It's too bad to exchange one spiritual root for one life.

Just like that, Jiang Feng waited tremblingly for a long time, but he didn't wait for Lu Qiyu to find him.

Later, I heard that Han Chaolu made a big fuss in the Cultivation Academy, threatening to take the teaching qualification test.She stayed in the exam preparation room for three days before successfully entering the dormitory of the intern teachers of Xiuzhen College, and became one of the colleagues who competed with Jiang Feng for the [-] places.

Qin Shan was very curious about Han Chaolu, "Jiang Daoyou, you said that Han Daoyou is Dean Cen and Dean Lu's junior sister, once she comes, the whole academy will accompany her, is it hopeless for us this time?" .”

Jiang Feng has been in a bad mood these days.

Not because of anything else, but because of Cen Guiyan.

The guy threw an unclear sentence at him, causing him to worry for a long time.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was silent, Qin Shan shouted, "Jiang Daoyou, Jiang Daoyou?"

Jiang Feng finally came back to his senses, "What's the matter?"

Qin Shan said: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, aren't you curious about that fellow Daoist Han?"

curious.

He was not at all curious.

He would rather see the other party take a detour, and he doesn't want the two to run into each other.

Thinking about the position of this Fellow Daoist Han in the mind of Dean Cen, and thinking about his role as a link between the two at that time, he felt that life was hopeless.

That Han Chaolu's examination of teaching qualifications is by no means as simple as simply wanting to be a "teacher".

At this moment, he even suspected that the other party was for him.

No, it should be said that it was because of the bracelet on his wrist and the man who could make a sound on the other end of the bracelet.

"Forget it. Let's not talk about this. Now I have recruited ten students and I am going to start the class tomorrow. How many people are there for Fellow Daoist Jiang?"

Speaking of students, Jiang Feng regained his energy, "There is still one person left."

"Then, I'll go recruit students with you, anyway, I have nothing to do today."

"Okay, enough bro."

Jiang Feng patted Qin Shan on the shoulder, and the two got up, ready to go out.

As soon as the door was opened, Han Chaolu folded his hands, leaning against the door, staring at Jiang Feng.

Qin Shan was excited, "Han Hanhan... Fellow Daoist."

Han Chaolu held the sword in his right hand, the hilt blocked Qin Shan's forward body, pushed him aside, and then blocked Jiang Feng's way.

Jiang Feng had a headache when he saw Han Chaolu.

He was afraid of the other party.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what's the matter?"

"Are you a missing student?"

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes, "I'm about to go down the mountain to recruit..."

"I."

Jiang Feng was stunned, "What."

Han Chaolu said: "I mean me. Accept me as your student, you don't need to go down the mountain to recruit."

Jiang Feng felt his head hurt even more.

Don't say that it's nothing for him as an intern teacher to accept an intern teacher, but he doesn't dare to accept the other party's identity.

"Hey, do you want to accept it or not?"

"No."

"No charge?"

With a move of Han Chao's hand, the sword in his right hand was unsheathed and placed across Jiang Feng's neck.

The shining blade could shine on Jiang Feng's face shinyly, and it could also scratch Jiang Feng's neck.

Qin Shan immediately stepped forward, "Fellow Daoist Han, if you have something to say, say it well. This sword is not a joke."

Han Chaolu turned to look at him, and sneered, "Do you think I'm joking?"

Although Jiang Feng was afraid of death, he knew whether it was a joke or a serious one. Seeing that his face remained unchanged, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Han, have you forgotten what Dean Cen told you?"

"Shut up, don't mention him!"

The blade came closer.

Wipe out a bloodstain.

Jiang Feng only felt a stabbing pain in his neck, and then he noticed that the blade had penetrated into the flesh.

He was sweating on his forehead, but he still said: "Not to mention whether the intern teacher can accept the intern teacher, even if you can, why do you want to join my class. Do you know what I teach?"

"It doesn't matter what you teach, in short, you accept it or not."

Sure enough, this little girl came here for Cen Guiyan.

That guy is a scourge.

Jiang Feng stared at Han Chaolu, seeing the fragility in his eyes.

Although the momentum was tough, he never really hurt anyone.

Forget it...

"Take it. Fellow Daoist Han, put down your sword quickly. Fellow Daoist Jiang's neck is bleeding." Qin Shan said to Han Chaolu, and then turned to Jiang Feng to persuade him, "Take it, whoever you accept is not accepted, you accept this It just so happens that you don’t have to go down the mountain to find one, so it’s a good deal.”

Jiang Feng smiled, Qin Shan was right.

Really good deal.

"Do you accept it?"

"receive."

Jiang Feng pushed away the sword on his neck with his hand, and raised his eyebrows to look at Han Chaolu, "Since I've accepted you, what should you call me?"

"you!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Han is not willing, I will not force it. In the end..."

"teacher."

Jiang Feng moved closer, "What? I didn't hear it."

Han Chaolu gritted her teeth, "Old...teacher!"

"Hey." Jiang Feng replied, "Student Han came at an unfortunate time, and there is no meeting ceremony. But, the teacher wants to tell Student Han that the teacher is teaching a lecturer of the cultivation method. The last one, Student Han should be a swordsman. , classmate Han will have to worry about it in the future."

"Not the last time."

"what?"

Han Chaolu's voice was so soft that Jiang Feng almost thought he was hallucinating.

Han Chaolu snorted, turned and left.

Before leaving, he muttered at the corner of his mouth that the senior brother is also a lecturer of cultivation law.

"Is that how she left?"

"Let's go." Jiang Feng touched the wound on his neck, it really hurt, "Don't go, wait to transfer the sword from my neck to your neck."

After thinking about it, Qin Shan decided to leave, he couldn't bear it.

After thinking about it, he saw Jiang Feng's wound and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Feng grinned, of course it hurts.

Qin Shan asked again: "Why do you think Fellow Daoist Han wants to join your class?"

Jiang Feng said seriously, "Probably because I'm handsome."

☆、Class 016303 started

The standard for starting a practice class at the Cultivation Academy is a minimum of ten students.

With the addition of Han Chaolu, Jiang Feng's class successfully met the opening standard.

Today, the sky is bright and the clouds are clear.

Jiang Feng stepped into classroom 303 in the practical teaching area of ​​Xiuzhen College with vigorous steps.The classroom is bright, there is no blackboard, no projector, only a white light screen.

As a teacher, Jiang Feng owned an ancient version of the podium table.

Although this is very different from the teacher's life he imagined at the beginning, standing in this position, he can't help feeling an impulse to teach and educate people.

In his hand was a bag of special teaching materials for teaching materials that he wore with him at the beginning.

Several red textbooks marked with "Zhongxiang" were placed on the table.

"classmates."

He folded his hands in front of his stomach, held his head high and held his chest high, "Today is the day when our class 303 officially starts. Here I want to tell the students that you are not afraid of not doing well in learning, but you are afraid of not learning from death. Therefore, our class 303 The oral exam is - it only takes two months, and everyone passes the teaching qualification!"

"Two months? Teacher, I have taken the exam for 200 years..." The man who spoke was a chubby guy. He joined Jiang Feng's class purely for the sake of being immortal at the Cultivation Academy.

"Little Fatty, don't hit everyone's self-confidence."

Jiang Feng glanced at the special teaching materials on the podium table, and the uncertainty in his heart immediately turned into certainty.

"Although you may not believe it now, but..."

"But we won't believe it in the future, Jiang Feng, it depends on the situation."

Han Chaolu sat in the last row. Her desk was different from the others. There were no books, only swords.

Jiang Feng glanced at her, "Student Han, put away your sword. In addition, in class, Student Han should call me teacher, and please raise your hand to make a report."

Han Chao showed dissatisfaction on his face, with chubby fingers, "Why didn't he raise his hand to report."

Jiang Feng said: "He is fat, are you fat?"

"What's wrong with being fat?"

"Fat, privileged."

Han Chaolu stomped his feet, and gave Xiaopang a vicious look. For the first time, he felt that being thin was not a good thing.

Jiang Feng smiled, the standard kind.

"Now, start class!"

At this moment, it is summer outside, and the weather is hot.

But for some reason, the classroom was extraordinarily cool.

In order for everyone in the class to get acquainted with each other quickly, Jiang Feng sent everyone a blank sheet of paper, asking them to choose any person in the class to draw a portrait and label it with a personality label.

Displayed on the white light screen was the Q-version head portrait of Bean Sprout, which Jiang Feng sampled.

"Okay, I see that you are almost done drawing. Starting from the far left, each of you stand on the podium and show your portraits."

Huzi was the first one to come up.

What he drew was Feng Qing, with a big head and slender feet.

The second is bean sprouts.

What he painted was a tiger with a chubby head and a chubby body.

After that came Zhou Mian, Feng Qing... and then Han Chaolu.

Han Chaolu came out simply, a blank sheet of paper, with a few strokes, a particularly abstract drawing of a man.

Jiang Feng could tell it was a man, but he couldn't tell who it was.

Flat nose, small eyes, cock mouth.

It seems that there is no such person in their class.

Jiang Feng asked, "Are you drawing people?"

Han Chaolu raised his chin, "Of course, it's either a human or a ghost."

"Who is that?"

"You."

"Me?" Jiang Feng took a closer look. He still had a flat nose, small eyes, and a cock mouth.

Han Chaolu thought that he was not looking carefully, so she explained it carefully to him.

"Look, is this eyebrow as slender as yours, is this nose as full as yours, and these eyes and mouth. Are they very similar to you?"

Jiang Feng nodded, moved the painting to Han Chaolu's ear, and compared it.

"Don't say it, it really looks like you."

"No, I said it was like you."

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "That's right, it's like you."

"Student Han, you draw well. You have drawn your own charm, but there is something wrong with the label. I think Student Han is a gentle, kind, and generous person. I just didn't expect that Student Han would give me such an objective and harsh evaluation. , bitter, heartless."

"I……"

"Don't classmate Han think I'm right, isn't classmate Han gentle, kind, and generous?"

Han Chaolu immediately said: "That's natural!"

"Okay." Jiang Feng immediately continued, "Students must learn from Han, dare to face bad selves, and dare to criticize themselves. This is the attitude of being a human being. Please encourage Han, next. "

Han Chaolu was fooled off the podium by Jiang Feng's words, and after tasting her tenderness, kindness, and generosity, she realized that she was fooled by the other party.

She gritted her teeth, glared at Jiang Feng, and finally held back the tone.