I am the anchor in Douluo Dalu through time travel

Notting College first grade examination room.

Yun Ling held a pen in his hand and scratched his head as he looked at the test paper.

The audience in the live broadcast room were all mocking.

Ridiculing Yun Ling for not working hard at all and being blind when it comes to exams.

"Oh! I didn't expect that even though I traveled through time, I still couldn't avoid the exam!"

"Test, test, test, what the hell is the test?"

Yun Ling threw the pen on the table, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the other children with a pair of small eyes.

Copy Xiao Wu?

Forget it, looking at the defeated look on her face, you can tell that she may have been completely confused by the question.

Copy Tang San?

This was a good idea, but Yun Ling looked at Tang San's position.

He completely gave up his mind, and Tang San was even worse, sitting in the front row.

Is the invigilator trying to copy him right under his nose?

Then you have to ask the teacher if he agrees?

There was no other way, so Yun Ling could only go into battle in person and look at the questions in the test paper tangledly.

I would like to ask: How should two level [-] soul masters hunt and kill the thousand-year soul beast when they encounter it?

When a level [-] soul master sees a thousand-year soul beast, run away for your life!

Hunting?Are you sure you're not going to give the soul beast extra food?

Yun Ling thought for a moment and wrote on the paper: "Thank you for the invitation. I just finished beating Tang San in Douluo. This is my understanding of this question."

Soul Beast: "Thank you Lao Tie for the food. I can't repay you. Today I will live broadcast for you to eat two soul masters. It tastes like chicken and is crunchy!"

Question [-]: Excuse me, if you accidentally provoke a Titled Douluo, how can you escape safely?

Good guy!Yun Ling called him a good guy!

Are you provoking Titled Douluo?Still want to escape safely?

Want to fart?

If you were allowed to escape, wouldn't this be a humiliation to the titled Douluo?

Yun Ling picked up the pen and replied on the paper: "The safest way to escape is to kneel down and call daddy!"

"After all, it's not a bad deal to accept a titled Douluo as your godfather. Of course, if a female compatriot meets a male titled Douluo, she can choose to betray her lust!"

"If it is a female titled Douluo, I suggest that the male compatriots commit suicide directly. There are only a few female titled Douluo in Douluo Continent, and they are not something ordinary people can mess with."

Yun Ling finished writing two questions, and then saw a bunch of densely packed true-false questions. They all had to be checked without saying a word, and he could get a few right no matter what.

In the live broadcast room, netizens continued to ridicule.

A piece of salted fish: The anchor's idea of ​​answering the question is a bit strange. I bet a pack of spicy strips will definitely fail!

Wasted Salted Fish: Yo!Long time no see Xianyu!

Fat Salted Fish: Yo!Long time no see you two salty fish!

Da Xianyu: Yo!Long time no see, the three salted fishes!

Stinky Salted Fish: Yo!Is this a salty fish meeting today?

Fat house and slippery intestine: destroying the formation and resisting copying starts with me!

The topic is twisted again...

After a morning of exams, one year of study is finally over.

Yun Ling and Tang San began to pack up and salute in Qishe, preparing to go home.

Xiao Wu, who was usually a bit noisy, seemed very quiet today.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with a lonely and helpless look, his eyes were indescribably desolate.

Yun Ling slapped her forehead and then remembered that the little girl was alone now and had nowhere to go during the holidays.

"Xiao Wu? Do you want to come home with me to celebrate the New Year?" Yun Ling invited.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, she woke up from her sentimentality, and asked in surprise: "Is it possible? Is it really possible?"

Not knowing what other scenes came to mind, Xiao Wu's face turned red and she said coyly, "But I'm not ready to meet my parents yet..."

"Xiao San, let's go home to celebrate the New Year. Grandpa is probably almost at the school gate." Yun Ling didn't answer and shouted directly to Tang San.

Why does this old woman have so many inner dramas?

I just invited you home to celebrate the New Year. Why do you want to meet your parents?

The brain circuit is a bit strange!

When Xiao Wu saw Yun Ling turning around to leave, she didn't care about fantasizing about her future life.

He hurriedly followed up, took Yun Ling's chubby hand, and still complained: "Pang Heng, you are just stupid, you are just a little reserved, why don't you understand the style at all?"

Yun Ling rolled his eyes and complained in his heart: "When you are the king of Notting College, beating the first-year children with your hands and kicking the seniors, why don't you say that you are a girl and be more reserved?"

What a girl, nothing manly at all!

When the three of them came to the gate of the college, they saw old Jack sitting on the carriage and looking around boredly.

After seeing Yun Ling and the others walking out together, Old Jack jumped off the carriage with great skill.

He took the luggage of the three people, waited for the three of them to board the carriage, and then drove the carriage away.

In the dean's room of Notting College, Su Yuntao knelt on his knees respectfully, not daring to look directly at the man on the chair.

Ju Douluo stood in front of the window sill, staring at the carriage where Yun Ling was.

"Do you know why you were sent to contact the Holy Son?"

After a while, Ju Douluo said slowly, still staring at the carriage in the distance.

Su Yuntao knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and whispered he didn't know.

Ju Douluo walked to the chair and sat down, turning the pen in his hand, and said casually: "On the one hand, Wuhun Palace cannot reveal the identity of the Holy Son, on the other hand, you are responsible for the awakening near Notting City, and suddenly someone else , which will make other forces aware of it.”

"That's why I transferred you to Notting College as a tool. In the past year, the Holy Son's identity has been exposed twice, and the Holy Angel's martial spirit has only been exposed once."

As he spoke, Ju Douluo glanced at Su Yuntao and continued: "It's good that we haven't been exposed in the academy. You have done well. When the Holy Son returns to Wuhun Hall to inherit the throne, you will have what you deserve." Reward."

"My identity is special. I cannot appear in the open and can only hide in the dark. In the future, you should try not to come into contact with the Holy Son. Everything will be taught by Yu Xiaogang himself. You should not interfere. Do you understand?"

Su Yuntao nodded fiercely, not dissatisfied at all.

Ju Douluo waved his hand and said: "Okay, you can go down! Remember not to reveal the identity of the Holy Son, otherwise your life will be at risk."

After Su Yuntao left, Ju Douluo dodged and appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang the next second.

It was obviously not the first time that Yu Xiaogang saw Ju Douluo, so he nodded calmly.

"I wonder what Ju Douluo wants from me?" Yu Xiaogang asked.

Ju Douluo looked Yu Xiaogang up and down, and then said: "The Pope asked me to give you a message. As long as you teach the Holy Son well, Wuhun Palace will not treat you badly."

Yu Xiaogang frowned and said displeasedly: "I still can't figure it out? Why doesn't Wuhun Palace teach Yun Ling himself?"

"Don't tell me, no one in Wuhun Hall can teach him? It's obvious that the angel Wuhun of the Qiandaoliu family is the best person to teach Yun Ling, why do you have to teach him?"

Ju Douluo did not answer, but asked: "You have taught the Holy Son for more than a year. How do you feel about the Holy Son's character?"

Yu Xiao just wanted to say that your saint son would dig it to death, but he immediately understood what Ju Douluo meant.

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said: "I understand. I will teach Yun Ling according to the agreement. I also hope that you can abide by the agreement."