peerless teacher

"Uncle Zheng, I've been very busy recently!"

Sun Mo wrote novels before because he was new here and had little living expenses left, so he wanted to make money by writing books, but now he doesn't need it anymore.

Not to mention the recipes for the giant medicine bag and the spring water beauty medicine bag, just draw a few spiritual patterns at will, and you can get a few thousand taels of silver. Why bother to write a book?

"..."

Zheng Qingfang's lips moved, and he really wanted to say, you are a trainee teacher, what are you busy with?Do some errands at most, right?

Hmph, she must be busy chasing girls. I heard that this year, the school belle of Wandao Academy, who seems to be called Gu Xiuxun, came to Zhongzhou Academy.

Seeing Zheng Qingfang's expression, Sun Mo knew that he was thinking wrong, so he quickly clarified.

"I officially joined the job more than a month ago, and now I am an in-service teacher at Zhongzhou Academy."

Sun Mo explained.

"Ah? Are you Zhang Hanfu's godson?"

Zheng Qingfang was surprised.

Chapter 191 Shut up if you don't want him to die! (2 more)

Zheng Qingfang knew that there were three principals in Zhongzhou Academy. Needless to say, An Xinhui was so famous that no one in Jinling City didn't know her.

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 get into his eyes at all.

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 to find a position for him in the school.

Then after all the calculations, only Zhang Hanfu was left.

"Uncle Zheng, what are you talking about?"

Sun Mo has a black line on his forehead, so handsome as I am, can someone like Tudou Zhang be born?Even if he finds a goddess-level wife, it won't work!

"I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

Zheng Qingfang apologized, and smiled embarrassingly: "Your drawing skills are great, and your writing is also good. I think An Xinhui should appreciate it, right?"

From Zheng Qingfang's point of view, Sun Mo is a famous painter who has mastered the realm of brilliant brushwork, so it's not surprising that An Xinhui values ​​him.

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

Sun Mo shook his head. Ever since he drew character illustrations for Journey to the West that day, he hasn't touched a pen. Every day, he draws spirit-gathering patterns.

"Forehead!"

Zheng Qingfang was at a loss for words, and said to his heart, little brother, I have never seen you so bad at chatting before, how can I answer the topic if you answer like this?

And if you don't paint, it's really reckless.

"In half a month, I'm going to enter the Dark Continent, and I don't have time to write "Journey to the West" for the time being."

Sun Mo told the truth to save Zheng Qingfang from worrying.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned: "Have you been tricked?"

"No!"

Sun Mo was puzzled.

"Then why were you sent to the Dark Continent when you just joined the job? Do you know where that is?"

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo. He was disappointed when he heard that Sun Mo would not write "Journey to the West". He was about to persuade him not to let a divine book not see the light of day, but he was shocked when he heard these four words.

"Know!"

Sun Mo nodded. That deity had also been there, but he only reached the second floor the farthest.

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

For example, on the first floor, the aura of the Dark Continent is not as stable as that of Middle-earth Kyushu, but is in a state like the tide of the ocean, constantly surging.

This phenomenon also caused the differences in spiritual pressure in different regions.

The so-called spiritual pressure is the pressure generated by the spiritual energy. The richer the spiritual energy, the higher the spiritual pressure.

It doesn't matter if you are active in a low spiritual pressure zone, but you have to be careful when you are in a high spiritual pressure zone. If it exceeds a certain value, the body organs will be crushed and damaged.

So if you want to explore the ruins and dig out secret treasures in the Dark Continent, the first thing you need to learn is to distinguish the tide of spiritual pressure and survive.

"Knowing that you're still going? You don't want to die?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned. As someone who has experienced it, he advised Sun Mo: "What you need to do now is to study hard, increase your teaching ability, and then accept apprentices, start classes, and gain a firm foothold in Zhongzhou Academy, instead of taking risks in the Dark Continent."

"But my students are going, so I'm going to follow."

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

"what?"

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

"It's not just her."

Sun Mo smiled: "It's good to go to the Dark Continent to see her first, I will protect her."

"Wait, may I ask, how many students do you have?"

Zheng Qingfang asked.

"Six!"

Sun Mo answered truthfully.

"several?"

Zheng Qingfang was also used to big storms. In the court hall, he didn't even blink his eyelids when he saw the scene where his political opponent was dismissed by the emperor and directly beaten to death by the guards, but now, he was a little shocked!

"Six!"

Sun Mo stretched out his hand and made a gesture of six.

Zheng Qingfang raised his hand and waved in front of Sun Mo's eyes: "Did you have a bad life recently and have hallucinations?"

No wonder Zheng Qingfang didn't believe that a student's apprenticeship is a major event in his life, because after apprenticeship, if he worships another teacher, his reputation will be ruined, and the hat of a second-surnamed house slave will definitely not be removed.

So who is not cautious about this kind of thing that is almost once in a lifetime?

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

Wait, that's not the point here.

"Little brother, I understand your urgency to be a teacher, but you can't rush to accept an apprentice. Once you accept an apprentice, you have to take care of the student as a half-child. You can't slack off."

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a while, but still said: "If the qualifications are not good, the conduct is not good, 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 was very grateful to Zheng Qingfang. After all, he, a big official like him, should pay attention to his image. Just like the words that obviously discriminate against poor students, he couldn't say them, but he said them 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, then felt warm in his heart, and cupped his fists at Zheng Qingfang. He wanted to send a master to protect himself and the students.

Mr. Zheng was worried that speaking directly would make him feel ashamed, so he spoke ironically.

"It doesn't matter if you die, that "Journey to the West" will be lost."

Zheng Qingfang was originally joking, but after he finished speaking, he hurriedly spit out a few times, saying that he was dead, it was really unlucky.

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

How could Sun Mo have time to do this?

"Think about it again, this book is super popular, and Jinling paper is already expensive. In two months, it will be popular in the entire Tang Dynasty, and it will not be a problem."

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

"Ha ha!"

Sun Mo is not interested.

"You are really reckless. The incomplete "Journey to the West" is simply the biggest regret in the history of Tang literature."

Zheng Qingfang was extremely disappointed.

"Sorry, my ideal is to teach and educate people. Teaching a few successful and good students is more satisfying than writing a hit novel."

Sun Mo apologized.

Hearing this, Zheng Qingfang immediately became respectful, showing shame, and cupped his fists at Sun Mo: "It's you who should apologize, and my vision is too narrow."

Ding!

Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +50, friendly (90/100).

As a literati and an important court official, Zheng Qingfang is more aware of the importance of talents. It can be said that Sun Mo's ideal is beyond lofty.

"Uncle Zheng!"

Sun Mo hurriedly stepped aside, he couldn't afford such a big gift.

"Since I can't see you writing the second half, let me dictate it and let me have a good time?"

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

"it is good!"

Sun Mo began to dictate the plot.

Zheng Qingfang was fascinated when he heard it, 81-[-]-[-] is really amazing, especially the four masters and apprentices mistakenly drank the mother-child river and became pregnant. He was stunned.

And this kind of operation?

Then it was Tang Sanzang who showed mercy to his daughter's country. When he heard that Sanzang was in love, but the daughter king was infatuated and never married, Zheng Qingfang immediately sighed.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you have massaged ten people, completed the task, and rewarded with a black iron treasure chest."

The system prompt sounded suddenly.

"..."

Sun Mo was speechless, isn't your delay too long?He reckoned that he would be staying with Mr. Zheng today, so he opened the treasure chest without any hassle.

After the brilliance flashed, there was nothing.

"Sorry, you're out of luck, please come back next time!"

After the system finished speaking, it couldn't help it, and laughed out loud. I've seen a lot of people with bad luck, but it's really rare for a non-chief like you to be so secretive.

"..."

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

Hearing the system's taunts, Sun Mo was about to spit back three times in a row, when Mr. Zheng next to him suddenly thumped and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zheng?"

Sun Mo was startled, and quickly reached out to feel his pulse.

"master!"

The moment Zheng Qingfang fell, seven burly men with panicked expressions rushed over from the nearby woods.

"Quick, clear the way!"

The big fellow in the lead ran the fastest and was about to carry Zheng Qingfang with his arms outstretched.

"no!"

Sun Mo grabbed the big man's hand.

"Let go, if the master's treatment is delayed, the heads of your whole family will be chopped off to make amends."

The big man roared.