Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 191: Don’t want him to die, just shut up!

Zheng Qingfang knows that there are three principals in Zhongzhou Academy. Needless to say, An Xinhui is too famous. There is no one in Jinling City who does not know her. He is of noble character. Like her grandfather, he will never show favoritism and walk the back door. .

Wang Su is a four-star master teacher, and he is also a well-known perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he is not a perfect talent, he will not be able to enter his eyes.

To be honest, Sun Mo graduated from Songyang College.

No matter how Zheng Qingfang looked at it, he didn't think Wang Su would appreciate Sun Mo, so it was impossible for him to seek a position in school.

Then count it, only Zhang Hanfu is left.

"Uncle Zheng, what are you talking nonsense?"

Sun Mo has a black line on his forehead. Just like me, someone like Tudou Zhang can give birth to someone? He can't even find a wife of the goddess level!

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

Zheng Qingfang apologized, and smiled embarrassedly: "Your drawing skills are very good, and your writing is also good. Would you like to enjoy it with peace of mind?"

In Zheng Qingfang's view, Sun Mo is a famous painter who has mastered the state of creating flowers with a wonderful brush, so it is not surprising that An Xinhui is valued.

"No, she didn't know I could paint!"

Sun Mo shook his head. He hasn't touched a pen since he drew a character illustration for Journey to the West that day. He drew spirit patterns every day.

"Um!"

Zheng Qingfang is speechless, and said to my heart, little brother, I have never seen you so good at chatting before. How can I answer the topic if you answer this way?

Also, if you don't paint, it's really violent.

"After half a month, I will enter the Dark Continent, so I have no time to write "Journey to the West"."

Sun Mo told the truth, saving Zheng Qingfang from worrying about it.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned: "Have you been calculated?"

"No!"

Sun Mo is puzzled.

"Then you just joined the job, why were you arranged to go to the Dark Continent? Do you know where it is?"

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo. He had heard that Sun Mo did not write "Journey to the West". He was greatly disappointed. He was about to persuade him not to let a book of God disappear. But he heard these four words immediately. shock.

"I know!"

Sun Mo nodded. The deity had also been there, but he only reached the second floor as far as he was.

Yes, according to all the current intelligence, everyone knows that the Dark Continent has five layers, and each layer has different laws of nature.

For example, on the first level, the aura of the dark continent is not as stable as the Middle-earth Kyushu, but like the ocean tide, constantly surging.

This phenomenon has also caused different spiritual pressures in various regions.

The so-called aura is the pressure generated by the aura. The stronger the aura, the higher the aura.

It doesn't matter if you are active in a low aura zone, but when you reach a high aura zone, you must be careful. If it exceeds a certain value, your body organs will be crushed and damaged.

So if you want to explore the relics in the dark continent and dig out the secret treasures, the first thing you need to learn is to identify the Reiki tides and be able to survive.

"Will you go if you know? Are you going to die?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned. As someone who came over, he persuaded Sun Mo: "What you have to do now is to study hard, increase your teaching ability, and then accept apprentices, start classes, and gain a foothold in Zhongzhou Academy, instead of going to the Dark Continent. ."

"But my students are going, so I will follow."

Sun Mo shrugged.

"What?"

Zheng Qingfang thought that he had heard it wrong: "Is that the little girl who was with you that day? If I remember correctly, she hasn't gotten her bodybuilding yet? Did she go to the Dark Continent to die?"

"She is not the only one."

Sun Mo smiled: "It's okay to go to the Dark Continent in advance, I will protect her."

"Wait, take the liberty to ask, how many students do you have?"

Zheng Qingfang asked.

"Six!"

Sun Mo answered truthfully.

"How many?"

Zheng Qingfang is also accustomed to the big storms. In the court, he saw political opponents being dismissed from office by the emperor and directly let the guards beat them to death without blinking his eyelids, but now, he is a little surprised!

"Six!"

Sun Mo stretched out his hand to compare a six.

Zheng Qingfang raised his hand and shook in front of Sun Mo's eyes: "Have you been unhappy recently and have hallucinations?"

It’s no wonder that Zheng Qingfang doesn’t believe that a student’s apprenticeship is a major event in his life, because after apprenticeship, if he worships other teachers, his reputation will be over, and the hat of a domestic slave with the second surname will definitely not be taken off.

So who is careless about this almost once in a lifetime thing?

It’s not that Zheng Qingfang looks down on Sun Mo, you're just an intern teacher, right? Well, even if you are hired, how can you possibly receive six students?

Wait, the point is not here.

"Little brother, I understand your eagerness to be a teacher, but you can't be anxious to accept students. Once you accept students, you should treat the students as half a child to take care of them, and there can be no slack."

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, and said: "If you have bad aptitude and bad character, you can't accept it, so you must observe it for a while!"

"I know, I am quite satisfied with my six students."

Sun Mo is very grateful to Zheng Qingfang. After all, he should pay attention to his image as a big official. Just like the obvious discriminatory meaning just now, he can't say it, but he said it for Sun Mo.

"You..."

Zheng Qingfang shook his head, disappointed, but everyone has their own ambitions: "I have a student who has been by my side for too long. I want him to go to the Dark Continent to see him, Sun Mo, can you help me take care of him?"

Sun Mo was stunned for a moment, followed by a warm heart, and held his fist towards Zheng Qingfang. People are going to send a master to protect himself and the students.

Old Zheng was worried about speaking directly and making himself feel ashamed, so he said something ironically.

"It doesn't matter if you die, the "Journey to the West" has been lost."

Zheng Qingfang was originally joking, but after finishing talking, he hurriedly vomited a few mouthfuls, saying what death was really unlucky.

"How about I dictate it to you? I really don't want to write it."

Sun Mo has no time to do this.

"Think about it again, this book is very popular. Jinling paper is now expensive. In two months, it will be popular throughout Tang Dynasty. It will not be a problem."

Zheng Qingfang sighed that Sun Mo's book can be remembered in history.

"Haha!"

Sun Mo is not interested.

"You are such a violent thing. The incomplete "Journey to the West" is simply the greatest regret in the history of Tang literature."

Zheng Qingfang was extremely disappointed.

"Sorry, my ideal is to teach and educate people, and to teach a few good students who have achieved fame. It is more satisfying than writing a novel."

Sun Mo apologized.

Hearing this, Zheng Qingfang immediately awed in awe, with a shame on his face, and clasped his fists at Sun Mo: "It is you who should apologize, because my vision is too narrow."

Ding!

The favorability from Zheng Qingfang is +50, friendly (90/100).

As a literati and an important court minister, Zheng Qingfang is more aware of the importance of talents. It can be said that Sun Mo's ideal is no more noble.

"Uncle Zheng!"

Sun Mo hurriedly stepped aside, he couldn't bear this kind of gift.

"Since I can't see you writing half of it, let me dictate it, right?"

Zheng Qingfang immediately turned into a giraffe waiting to be fed, looking at Sun Mo eagerly.

"Good!"

Sun Mo began to dictate the plot.

Zheng Qingfang was utterly drunk, and it was so difficult to hear. It was really amazing, especially when the four masters and apprentices accidentally drank the river water from the son and mother and became pregnant, he was stunned.

There is this kind of operation?

Then it was Tang Sanzang showing mercy to his daughter's country. Hearing that Sanzang was moved, but the daughter king was infatuated and would not marry all his life, Zheng Qingfang immediately sighed.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you have completed the massage for ten people, completed the task, and rewarded a black iron treasure box."

The system prompt sounded suddenly.

"..."

Sun Mo is speechless, you have been delayed too long, right? He estimated that he was going to be with Zheng Lao today, so he opened the treasure chest easily.

After the brilliance flashed, there was nothing.

"Sorry, your bad luck, please come again next time!"

After finishing the system, I couldn't help it. I laughed loudly. I've seen a lot of people with bad luck, but you are really rare as a non-chief like you.

"..."

Sun Mo wants to hit someone. I know I am a non-chief, but is it so thorough? You are the dark soil, give me a handful too?

Hearing the ridicule of the system, Sun Mo was about to come back for a three-time quality spray, when Mr. Zheng suddenly thumped and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zheng?"

Sun Mo was taken aback, and quickly reached out to get his pulse.

"Master!"

As soon as Zheng Qingfang fell, seven big men with anxious expressions rushed up in the woods next to him.

"Quickly, clear the way!"

The big man headed the fastest runner, reaching out to carry Zheng Qingfang.

"No way!"

Sun Mo grabbed the big man's hand.

"Let go, if you delay the master's treatment, your whole family's head will be chopped off."

The big man roared.

"He had a broken blood vessel in his mind. Even if you only run for a minute with him on your back, the bumps are enough to make him burst more blood vessels and die."

Speaking, Sun Mo put his hands on Zheng Qingfang's head, and activated the blood circulation technique.

"Ah!"

Originally, his face turned pale, and he suddenly screamed at Zheng Qingfang, who had fallen into a coma, and his painful facial features were twisted into a ball.

"What are you doing?"

The big guys were frightened and angry, drawing their swords to each other.

"Shut up if you don't want him to die!"

Sun Mo roared~IndoMTL.com~ The students passing by saw this scene, and immediately ran over, and when they found out that Sun Mo was besieged, they immediately called out.

"Mr. Sun is in danger!"

The students were not afraid of these aggressive men, but stood in front of Sun Mo.

"Go away, let's die!"

Sun Mo shouted at the students. He was really worried that these guards were too nervous.

"Our lord, this is an old problem, don't mess around, or you will die!"

"Where is the doctor in your school, hurry up and call!"

"Go call your principal!"

The guards shouted.

"I said shut up, don't you **** understand human words?"

Sun Mo was annoyed: "Don't let me be distracted!"

This kind of cerebral hemorrhage, even in modern times, as long as the first aid is not timely, even if the life is saved, it is either dementia or hemiplegia.

Sun Mo's invigorating blood technique is only a specialization level. Without the help of the philosopher and the magic lamp ghost, he can only go all out: "Go tell Principal An!"