Apex War God Chapter 2296: 、The whole school is at the bottom!

"So it is."

Fang Xun nodded suddenly.

It seems that the Dragon King is serious about starting this martial artist school, and he has invested such a strong faculty.

While chatting, Fang Xun also read the list information.

There are 30 students in Class 7. None of these students have any prominent backgrounds or family backgrounds. They are either ordinary people in the secular world, or poor sects or families in the ancient martial arts world.

However, regardless of the background or family background of these students, since they are their own students, they must teach them well.

As for how much they can learn before they leave school, it depends on their own fortune.

Fang Xun put down the list and said, "Assistant Han, please briefly tell me about the school's situation."

"Okay, Mr. Fang."

Han Feifei nodded, and then slowly said: "Although our martial arts school has just opened not long ago, the number of students in the school has reached 3,524.

The school divided the more than 3,000 students into 50 classes. According to the overall strength of the students in these 50 classes, they were divided into four grades: A, B, C, and D.

There are five Class A classes, Class 1, Class 2, Class 3, Class 9 and Class 10, Class B has 15 classes, and Class C has 22 classes.

There are eight D-class classes, and the seventh class is at the bottom of the eight D-class classes.

However, the school conducts a 'Martial Arts Exam', or 'Martial Exam' for short, once a month for students from all classes in the school.

Every 'martial arts exam' will re-classify the overall strength of the class. If a class A doesn't work hard, it may be downgraded to class B, class C, or even class D.

As long as the following classes work hard enough and get good grades in the 'martial arts exam', they can also improve the level of the class..."

In the next period of time, Han Feifei told Fang Xun about the situation in the school.

Fang Xun also gained an understanding of the school as a whole.

Han Feifei said: "This is the current situation of the school, Mr. Fang, do you have any questions?"

"Not at the moment."

Fang Xun shook his head.

"Okay, Mr. Fang, if you have any questions later, you can ask me at any time."

Han Feifei replied, then took out a document and handed it to Fang Xun, saying: "Mr. Fang, it's just the identity information that Pavilion Master Bai has forged for you. You only need to fill in your name."

"It's still as thoughtful as the White Pavilion Master thought."

Fang Xun smiled happily, took a brief glance at the information, and signed the name "Fang Xu".

After signing, Han Feifei said again: "Mr. Fang, leave me a bank card account number, and we will credit your monthly salary to your card on time."

"Huh?!"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "Is there any salary?"

"Of course."

Han Feifei said: "The salaries are all issued by the state. According to the teacher's ability and the grade of the class, the monthly salary is also divided into four grades, 2 million and 1.5 million respectively. , one million, half a million.

Mr. Fang, in fact, according to the class you are taking now, the salary you can get is only 500,000 yuan per person, but Pavilion Master Bai said that you are willing to teach, which is already very face-saving, so I will pay you every month. The salary is positioned at two million. "

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "I don't care about the salary. I came here to teach, not to make money."

That's true.

Now, not only in China, but even overseas, many people are making money for him.

So, the most important thing he needs now is money.

Han Feifei smiled and said: "I know Mr. Fang is not short of money, but the procedure still needs to be done, so let's take it as a reward from the state."

Fang Xun said: "Since that's the case, then I don't want to specialize. I'm not a teacher of the D-level class, so I'll set my salary at 500,000 yuan."

"This..."

Han Feifei was a little embarrassed, "Bai Ge mainly knows, and will definitely blame me."

"It's okay, if he blames you, you say it's me."

Fang Xun smiled and left a bank card number.

After Han Feifei wrote it down, she stood up and said, "Mr. Fang, I will now take you to meet the other five teachers in Class 7."

"Good."

Fang Xun nodded, then followed Han Feifei to an office.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw three middle-aged men and two middle-aged women chatting.

"I heard that Mr. Bai hired a teacher for our seventh class, but I don't know who it is."

"The seventh class is now at the bottom. I'm afraid Mr. Bai will go to the five great families and the eight great sects to invite a senior over to teach."

"If this is the case, the seven classes will still be saved."

"Hey, although there are a few good disciples in that group of students in Class 7, they all have their own ideas, so it's not easy to teach.

Haven't there been teachers from the five great families and eight sects who came to teach before? "

"Who says it's not, if it continues like this, the seventh class may be abolished..."

Hearing the chat content of the five teachers, Fang Xun frowned, thinking, are these seven classes really that bad?

Han Feifei smiled and said, "Teachers, please be quiet, now I will introduce a new teacher to you!"

Suddenly, the five teachers stopped chatting and turned to look over at the same time.

However, when they saw Fang Xun, the five teachers frowned slightly.

At first, Fang Xun was too young, and he didn't look like he was powerful at all.

Secondly, they felt that Fang Xun was very strange and had never met before.

"Assistant Han, is this kid the newly invited teacher?"

A burly middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes asked suspiciously.

"That's right, Mr. Ma."

Han Feifei nodded and introduced: "This teacher's name is Fang Xu, who was recommended by President Ning."

"Is this guy from the Shenzhou Wushu Association?"

A middle-aged woman in a purple training suit asked.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

Han Feifei nodded in response.

"The school is really planning to give up the seventh class?

To let such a boy with no hair even grow to teach Class 7? "

A sturdy middle-aged man with a flat head asked.

Han Feifei smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Zhao, the school does not mean to give up the seventh class.

This teacher Fang is very capable. With the participation of Teacher Fang, the seventh class will definitely grow rapidly, and it will not be a problem to rush into the first class in the near future. "

A middle-aged woman with a ponytail said: "Assistant Han, don't say nice things to comfort us.

Although this teacher Fang shares the same surname as Mr. Fang, the strongest among the younger generation in China, he is not Mr. Fang after all.

If you can invite Mr. Fang to teach the seventh class, then the seventh class may really rush into the first class. "

"Yes, Assistant Han, you may not be able to invite people like Mr. Fang.

But you can't just invite someone to perfunctory us, can you?

If we can invite a senior from the five ancient martial arts families and the eight major sects, then our pressure will be much less. "

Another middle-aged man in a gray robe with a beard and a bun also said something.

Han Feifei looked at Fang Xun helplessly, she wanted to say, the Mr. Fang in front of you is standing here.

However, when she thought of Fang Xun's repeated explanations and asked her not to reveal his true identity, she had no choice but to hold back.

Han Feifei took a deep breath, still smiling, and said, "Teachers, please believe me, the school has not given up on Class 7, and this teacher Fang is also very capable, please wait and see.

Also, teachers, you will be colleagues in the future. Please introduce yourself and get to know each other. "