Report: This magician says he believes in science

Chu Feng had always resisted this group of hungry young people, but when he took out the notebook, everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had forgotten their hunger.

"I'm going, it's a bit of a joke. If this goes on, they will only become fanatical believers of the gods, and it will only become more and more difficult to help them get rid of superstition." Chu Feng felt a little bad, and dared not say anything more. Just a few words and let everyone eat.

However, after the meal, Chu Feng stopped everyone and quickly cleared the table.

"From now on, we will train during the day and study at night." Chu Feng showed a terrifying smile, and asked someone to bring a large pile of books up.

These are the nine-year compulsory education books that were rewarded by the previous system tasks, and now they are finally coming in handy.

"Today we are learning the first lesson, Chinese Pinyin." Chu Feng turned into a teacher and pointed to the wooden board that was just moved up behind him as a temporary blackboard.

"What? Hanyu Pinyin?" Everyone was dumbfounded, how could they understand this stuff, they didn't even know the pinyin letters.

However, fortunately, the textbooks for the nine-year compulsory education are also very scientific, and knowledge is developed step by step. It is not difficult for Chu Feng to teach them slowly according to the textbooks.

And these young people believed in the "God Project" that Chu Feng said, thinking that class was also a test of the gods, and they were all full of enthusiasm and studied very seriously.

At this time, Chu Feng could clearly feel that a small number of these people were not very devout in their belief in the gods.

For example...Ming Ying, when this guy was learning Chinese Pinyin, he only persisted for half an hour, and then he yawned again and again, looking drowsy.

Chu Feng is also speechless about this, you are a nine-star powerhouse after all, even if you don't sleep for three days and three nights, you won't be like this.

"It's fine if this kid doesn't believe in gods, but this cultural knowledge still needs to be learned." Chu Feng thought to himself, already thinking of ways to deal with Ming Ying.

In the end, Chu Feng explained Chinese Pinyin, number recognition, and addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division for more than three hours. This time, even the very devout teenagers who believed in the gods were stunned on the spot.

Because...they really don't understand.

As for Mingying, this kid fell asleep in class.

"Okay, that's all for today. It's still early for everyone to go back and review more. We will continue tomorrow night. get out of class is over." Chu Feng said with a smile, quite like a teacher.

As soon as they heard that the get out of class was over, everyone cheered, and one by one, they scattered like birds and beasts, left their textbooks and slipped away.

To be honest, listening to the lectures is really torture for them, if they don't know that this is the test of the gods, the ghosts are here to listen to the lectures.

And Mingying also stretched his waist, and stood up unsteadily, only to find Chu Feng with a grim expression.

"Uh... I'm a little tired from practicing recently, a little tired." Mingying said guilty.

"Tired? You are a nine-star powerhouse. You only exercised for a day, and you added a lot of holy water in the middle, and you said you were tired?" Chu Feng said angrily, "You stay today and write down all the Chinese pinyin and one to one hundred. Copy the numbers a hundred times."

"What?" Mingying was dumbfounded for a moment. When he thought of the unintelligible Chinese pinyin that Chu Feng taught in class just now, Tang Tang, a nine-star powerhouse, felt his eyes darken, and he almost fell to the ground. .

"Chu Feng, you...you are immoral." Mingying shouted.

"Huh?" Chu Feng frowned, and shouted, "Please call me 'Teacher Chu'."

Ming Ying was speechless for a moment, and finally could only sit back at the desk in dejection, took out the pen and paper that Chu Feng had prepared in advance, and began to copy the Chinese pinyin.

But at this time, in the corner of the classroom, Mr. Huayu's eyes were burning and thoughtful.

Because he thought of his grandfather, that is, the generation of Emperor Tang more than 100 years ago, who seemed to have mentioned the concept of "Daxing Education", but unfortunately it could not be implemented due to various reasons, and his grandfather was even more proposing this idea. After planning, suddenly disappeared.

And now, it seems that this Divine Master Chu is going to do the same thing.

Thinking of this, Mr. Huayu couldn't calm down at all. He was excited and worried for a while, and finally he could only secretly say: "I was only eight or nine years old, and I couldn't do anything. Now I am a nine-star powerhouse, and I must protect you." Good Chu Feng."

After Ming Ying was left behind to "make up lessons", she wanted to wait for Chu Feng to leave before slipping away, but who knew that Chu Feng actually found a place in the classroom and moved his lab bench over here.

"Mr. Chu Feng, you are too serious." Ming Ying said with a bitter face.

Chu Feng was drawing the structural diagram of Pap's heavy gun, while studying the accessories that had been produced on the table, looked up at Mingying, and said directly: "What are you looking at, read the book carefully, and copy the Chinese pinyin [-] times more. .”

Mingying was dumbfounded for a moment, enjoying the fear of elementary school students being dominated by their teachers.

Finally, after more than three hours of "staying in class", Mingying finally finished the "homework" and handed the notebook to Chu Feng with a tired face.

After receiving Chu Feng's nod of approval, Ming Ying's eyes lit up instantly, and he slipped out of the classroom without looking back, thinking to himself: "Theirs, this night's effort for a while is actually more tiring than a big battle, Chu Feng It's too scary now, and I have to stay away when I see him in the future."

Who knew that not long after he ran out, Chu Feng's voice came again.

Chu Feng said with a smile: "Mingying, you are still responsible for protecting my safety, so you can't run far away. Well, I'll be idle if I'm idle. I'll teach you a little more, and I'll be my bodyguard for you. revenge."

Chu Feng even wanted to give Ming Ying free "tutoring lessons", which made Ming Ying stunned for a moment, neither running nor returning, and finally could only say in a shy voice: "Chu Feng, I... I stay here Just the door."

As he said that, Mingying actually sat directly on the steps of the classroom door, and dared not go back to the classroom even if he was beaten to death.

Chu Feng laughed immediately when he saw this, and Mingying squatted at the door, while he began to dig into the most critical parts of the Pap heavy sniper.

Early the next morning, Chu Feng called everyone up.

Everyone originally intended to go directly to the tower for training after breakfast, but Chu Feng actually said: "Just after eating, it's best to wait for the stomach to digest first. Come, let's review yesterday's Chinese pinyin and numbers first."

In an instant, everyone was dumbfounded again, and the way they looked at Chu Feng had completely changed, as if the person sitting in the classroom was no longer Chu Feng, but a demon in human skin.

Finally, after nearly an hour of study, Chu Feng let everyone go.

As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, everyone woke up and ran towards the door in a swarm, just like Chu Feng who was preparing for physical education class back then.

"It seems that the lads like physical training very much." Chu Feng said leisurely, but the old man Huayu who was next to him suddenly felt a chilly breath, and couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at the elated lads .