Chapter 8

"Dean Flanders, I think you won't mind if your door is damaged."

Meng Yi put his hands behind his back, took a few steps forward, walked to Hai Long, looked at Flanders opposite, and said.

"Actually, your point of view is correct. In this world, martial arts can indeed determine many things."

"This also includes the upper limit of one soul master."

"But, have you forgotten that people should not be judged by their appearance, and that young people should not be bullied into poverty?"

"Perhaps, the person you look down on now is like a seed, a seed with nothing, pure white and flawless."

"And you are the first person to fertilize this seed. The first wave of fertilizer you apply sets the future growth trend of this seed."

"If we can give equal respect to every seed, then in the end, these seeds may not all grow into towering trees, but at the very least, they will never produce many crooked branches."

"But when you treat these seeds that have not yet sprouted differently, dissatisfaction is planted in the hearts of those seeds that you look down upon."

"Although I may harbor resentment in the future, it may not grow to the point where it can threaten you, but can you guarantee that all the bad seeds in your eyes will not grow into a towering tree?"

"Can you guarantee that these seeds did not fall from a towering tree?"

"I know a person, a saint, whose strength is almost invincible in the world, but even so, he will not despise every student who studies from him."

"He can patiently teach and help all students, and will not humiliate or treat any student differently because of their talent."

"This is called teaching without distinction!"

"Of course, for different students, the teaching methods used must be different. Even for the students with the least talent, any saint never gave up, but looked for suitable methods to teach him."

"This is called teaching students in accordance with their aptitude."

"Those who are teachers should understand these two most basic principles."

"Mr. Flanders, you are far behind."

Meng Yi's words made everyone confused and had no idea what Meng Yi was talking about. However, Flender could probably understand the meaning of Meng Yi's words.

He, a majestic soul saint, was actually taught a lesson by a 12-year-old child. However, even if he wanted to refute something, firstly, with Hai Long as his backer, he did not dare to say anything; secondly, what Meng Yi said, It does make sense. Even if you want to refute it, you don't have the confidence to refute it.

"Teaching without distinction, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude."

Tang San on the side listened to Meng Yi's words and nodded secretly.

"If the Tang Sect can do these two things, I won't have to live this second life."

"How many students are there in the entire continent who are 12 years old, have soul power of level [-] or above, and have two century-old soul rings? And how many of these people are born into civilian families?"

"The children of the aristocratic family have excellent resources provided by the aristocratic family. They don't need to rely on you to teach them at all."

"Among the common people, there are rare few who were attracted by you. They relied on their own talents and achieved success under your nondescript teachings. It is your credit."

"The steps are sloppy, the breath is unstable, the mind is not strong, the person is dissolute every day, and wanders among women. These are the good students taught by your college."

"Furthermore, looking at his gorgeous clothes, he actually appears in your academy. I'm afraid he is a noble kid who escaped from home."

As he said that, Meng Yi slowly looked at Dai Mubai, who was stunned by what he had just said, and said.

"Shrek Academy, Monster Academy?!"

"You deserve it?!"

"They're just a bunch of people who are just looking for fame."

Meng Yi's words were every word, and the most annoying thing was that Flanders couldn't find anything to refute. He tried to fight but couldn't. Although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to show anything in front of Hai Long. He could only endure it. down.

Under the influence of Meng Yi's words, coupled with all the actions Meng Yi had just done to slap Shrek in the face, the candidates around him who were originally waiting to register began to hesitate.

Slowly, people at the end of the team began to turn around and leave.

Yes, is it really necessary to go to such a college?

There would be no better place to stay than in a rubbish academy like this.

After the first person left, the rest of the people who were wavering in their hearts also made up their minds and turned around and left.

"You guys... don't leave. Can you get a discount on the registration fee?!"

Seeing the candidates leaving one by one, Flanders almost spit out blood.

You know, in Flanders' eyes, these students are all shining gold soul coins. Even if they can't enroll, the registration fee of ten gold soul coins can be considered a considerable income.

After talking, the candidates had almost left. Only Tang San did not choose to leave because of the master, but his heart began to waver. As for Xiao Wu, he was still hiding behind Tang San, for fear of being attacked by Hai Long. Discover your identity.

As for Ning Rongrong, she didn't care at all. After all, she didn't come here to study. The quality of teaching had nothing to do with her.

"Uncle Hai Long, I think we can open an academy in the interior later on. We can also follow Shrek's example. We collect the money first and then explain the admissions standards. Those who do not meet the requirements will not be refunded."

"Anyway, with you uncles and aunts as our backers, we dare to fight even if it's the Wuhun Palace."

"Besides, with you guys here, there must be a lot of students in our school who come to register. They are all making dirty money. It's better to let us who are more powerful earn it, what do you think?"

Meng Yi seemed to be asking Hai Long for his opinion, but in fact he was still secretly mocking Shrek. This kind of sinister ridicule was even more severe than the previous insult that directly named Shrek.

"If I had known this would happen, why would I have come here to sign up!"

"Don't go too far!"

Listening to Meng Yi's overt and covert sarcasm, Dai Mubai also roared angrily. He, who had always had a bad temper, really couldn't bear Meng Yi's insult.

"Is it too much?"

"It's okay. Compared to your behavior at the beginning, I have restrained myself."

"If I want to go too far, I can just ask Uncle Hai Long to wipe out all of you Shrek, don't you think?"

Facing the furious Dai Mubai, Meng Yi still had that relaxed smile on his face. In this situation, he was full of provocation.

"Kitten, don't be too angry. Cats with fried fur are not cute."

Meng Yi smiled, looked at Dai Mubai and said, his tone was as if he was teaching his pet a lesson.

"asshole!"

(End of this chapter)

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