Modern Cultivation Record

Two pops sounded again, but this time the two subtle voices did not attract attention. Because the classroom has become enthusiastic at the moment.

The students in twos and threes discussed and exchanged before and after, and the scene was enough to make people feel that this was a lively discussion meeting.

But Huang Ping hadn't had the time to notice this, and all his thoughts were on the next mess.

Both Qi Dong and Xiang Nan came back to their senses, understanding that two hours had passed, and they were both dumbfounded. How did they have a record of two consecutive hours of lectures!

It's **** weird!

Qi Dong felt a moment of horror, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes towards Fang Lan.

Just in time, Fang Lan's gaze turned towards the three of them, Qi Dong's heart trembled, his body shuddered slightly, as if shivering, Qi Dong subconsciously moved his gaze away and fell to Huang Ping. On the face, I want to find some courage from there.

Fortunately, Huang Ping did not have Fang Lan's gaze at this time.

He looked at Qi Dong and said strangely: "Dongzi, what's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing." Qi Dong stammered. He would not say that it was because of seeing Fang Lan's eyes that he was scared.

"We can't waste more than an hour. We must remember our plan, and we can't be distracted." Huang Ping's tone is quite earnest and earnest, and some hate it.

Xiang Nan remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The way Huang Ping wanted to make trouble was simple, that is, asking questions, deliberately asking some weird questions that Fang Lan couldn't answer, and then the other two added oil and vinegar, taking the opportunity to make a fuss.

"Class begins."

As Fang Lan's voice fell, the classroom suddenly became quiet, and all the students returned to their seats and waited for Fang Lan to teach.

This strange situation once again made the three of Huang Ping feel terrified.

The class lasted for a short time, and a harsh sound rang.

This voice belongs exclusively to Qi Dong's sexual voice.

"Teacher Fang, I have a question!"

When Qi Dong said this, he had expected that he would become the focus of everyone in the classroom.

But what he never expected was that this focal point was so hot that he seemed to be melted and killed by other people's eyes.

When he said this, Qi Dong's body suddenly showed a horrible reaction. His body shuddered instantly, and goose bumps crawled all over his body. There were questions, blame, dissatisfaction, and hostile eyes. He shot it and landed on his face.

Qi Dong felt that the eyes of other people were so piercing, he felt as if he had become a prisoner parading the streets, waiting for the people to spurn.

"What is this person doing?" Di Mengyun whispered, her bright eyes staring at Fang Lan's face, as if waiting for his answer, looking forward to him.

"The troublemaker." Lin Ranran's face was full of atmosphere, staring at Qi Dong viciously, wishing to bite him.

When a group of students Qi Dongsheng had various emotions such as dissatisfaction, blame, and incomprehension, Fang Lan's eyes also fell on Qi Dong at this time, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Oh, what is your problem?"

Fang Lan smiled faintly.

Qi Dong felt an unknown chill in his heart.

Fang Lan couldn't see any expression on his face, just looking at Qi Dong, waiting for his questions.

Qi Dong endured the fiery eyes of the students around him, cold sweat dripped from his head, and stammered: "I, what I want to ask is, is it also a visual performance to see a person not pleasing to the eye?"

Qi Dong felt that the gazes of the people around him became more piercing. In these gazes, Qi Dong could clearly feel the irony, with disdain and contempt. He was too familiar with this gaze, and he could often feel it before.

Qi Dong felt the humiliation, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and quickly looked at Huang Ping and Xiang Nan, planning to ask them for help.

What are these two people doing?

It turned out that the two men were stared by the eyes of many students after Qi Dong spoke. The eyes staring at them are no less than those staring at Qi Dong. They seem to have a deep hatred and want to rush forward.

Huang Ping and Xiang Nan gave Qi Dong a self-seeking expression, then silently bowed their heads to conceal their anxiety.

The gazes of the people around them were too hot, and you could see a lot of hostile eyes and threatening warning expressions on their faces just a little bit.

For a moment, Huang Ping and the two felt as if they were being stared at by a scourge. They dared not move, and they didn't even think of making a booze.

"Well, you have a very good question. Let me make an analogy. Take you as an example. For example, I see you very unpleasantly now, so what makes me unpleasant, your appearance? Your expression? Your tone? Your identity? Your look? Your gender? Or dissatisfied with me?"

"Actually, these aspects have been expressed to me through yourself, and the place I receive is on the one hand spiritual and on the other hand visual. What I see you, everything, including all your states, Whether it’s appearance, expression, tone, or identity, it is presented in front of my eyes through a way of visual expression, and what I see with my eyes will reflect to my brain to make judgments. This is visual performance, he It covers many aspects of your characteristics, and vision is a big aspect of receiving this information."

"From this we can infer that in order to catch a person’s gaze and attract his attention, in addition to appearance, temperament, spirit, status, and even a voice can all be captured and present visual expressions. This style can be used in many ways, such as advertising design, social talk, artistic creation, action dance, etc. There are really many places where it can be used."

"Okay, you sit down. You can think of this question to show that you have used your brain to think. But during class, if you have any questions, you can find a way to find the answer by yourself. This is even more impressive. This time because many new students came, I I explained it to you one extra time, but not next time. Do you understand?"

Qi Dong felt that the opposite gaze was inexplicable, which reminded him of some kind of large and fierce beast. The cold sweat came down instantly, and he nodded subconsciously and said, "I know."

As Qi Dong's question ended, everyone's eyes returned to Fang Lan again, and their attention returned to the content of the lecture.

Qi Dong felt as if he had experienced a moment of life and death. The baptism of countless light washed his whole body and also washed away the thoughts of continuing trouble in his heart.

It is Huang Ping and Xiang Nan who have also disappeared.

From time to time, there was a hostile look full of threats somewhere, and the cold hostility was staring at the prey like a predator.

Huang Ping and Xiang Nan felt that making trouble in class this time was a joke. The gaze of the people around them destroyed their courage in an instant, making them unable to courage.

The surrounding atmosphere is incompatible with them, making them extremely uncomfortable, and the sting needs the environment to set off. If there is no suitable environment, the stabbing head has to be obedient.

That kind of thorn head that doesn't care about making trouble doesn't last long. Huang Ping thought he was still a principled and ambitious thorn head, so after realizing that the surrounding environment did not allow him, he gradually put out his thoughts of making trouble. At the same time, he also complained to Yang Shu.

After all, it was the teacher's instigation that made him decide to make trouble.

But soon Huang Ping felt that he would like to thank this teacher. This also includes his two brothers, Xiang Nan and Qi Dong.

Without the thought of making trouble, the three of Huang Ping put their thoughts on the class. This sound was really incredible, and gradually entered the state.

They were fascinated again, immersed in the content of Fang Lan's lecture.

What can't be said is the students in the visual arts class.

Fang Lan's lectures are not only all-encompassing and involve a lot of knowledge, they are also taught in a different way by Fang Lan, teaching knowledge to students in interesting ways.

At the same time, Fang Lan's magical skills enable students to receive the knowledge content he speaks with the most ideal efficiency.

Every student in the class feels that he has become smarter, has a strong memory and understanding. The content of Fang Lan's lecture is firmly printed in his mind, and he can recall it after a little recollection, and then use it.

This pleasant, progressive and obvious way of learning makes the students unextricably immersed in the joy of absorbing knowledge.

Moreover, Fang Lan's method has not the slightest side effect.

There is even a subtle influence on the physical fitness of students. Students will gradually realize these effects in the future, but they will not realize it at that time.

For the first time, the teaching of 80 people was unexpectedly successful.

The twenty or so new students were also attracted by Fang Lan's lectures at the first time, and confirmed in their hearts the rumors about Fang Lan's visual art classes these days.

after class.

More than 20 new students were talking about the content of the course with excitement, many of them praised and admired by Fang Lan.

"Sure enough!"

"I remember everything I heard, and it feels better than ever!"

"This is the role of a good teacher."

"I will make the visual art class a must in the future. If I can really do what Teacher Fang Lan said, it shouldn't be too difficult to find a job out of school in the future."

"And it's a good job, a high-paying job!"

There were heated discussions in the classroom.

The three of Huang Ping listened in their ears, with complicated thoughts. The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw a special meaning in their eyes.

Qi Dong said carefully: "Brother Huang, shall we come to attend classes in the future?"

For the first time in his life, Qi Dong felt that attending classes was not so boring, but rather interesting, and wanted to come again next time in his heart.

Huang Ping looked at Xiang Nan, and Xiang Nan lowered his head and said: "This teacher seems to be quite good, and it sounds good."

Huang Ping gave a rare grin: "After that, the three of us will listen."

Qi Dong, Xiang Nan smiled on their faces, yes, it doesn't matter to listen to them, anyway, they have to attend classes in school.

All of them are to attend classes...

...

Sunview villa area.

A luxury speeding car stopped at the gate, and a young man walked down from the car, with some special learning tools in his hand.

The young man gave the key to the security and walked into the villa.

A large area of ​​villas belonged to his house. He thought for a moment, chose a direction to go, and chose one of the villas.

The villa he chose is a little smaller, but in fact this villa is quite special, and there is even a prop that can be used within a certain period of time.

When the young man entered the villa, he turned on such props. Suddenly the young man felt that there was a special breath fluctuation in the air, which he could only faintly sense, but could not catch it.

"The power of Dao power, I am only a junior Daoist, and I can't use it."

"However, it has blessed the power and can be used for a period of time, but the effect seems to be not as good as in the school."

The young man shook his head, suppressed the doubt in his heart, and then entered a study room.

There are a lot of learning materials in the study, which he has recently collected and opened.

After a while, the young man began to study outside of school.

If someone who is familiar with this scene sees this scene, they will be surprised, because the young man in the impression is definitely not a person interested in learning, and it is absolutely impossible to go home and study at night.

On the contrary, it would be nice if he could insist on going to school.

But everything in front of me is actually happening.

At dinner time, the young man ate with his father.

The young man's father is a high-ranking Taoist, his status in Qingtan Township is not low and he has a lot of wealth. In Qingtan Town, he is a man of great influence.

But at home at the moment, he is just a father.

The two ate in silence.

Suddenly his father said, with a rare smile on his face: "I heard that Han'er, your academic performance has improved recently. Today is also early in the morning to go home to study. Very good!"

Young is Liu Han who is studying at the "Chingtan Art and Technology School".

Hearing his father's compliment, Liu Han blushed immediately and his voice became low: "It's nothing, just think it's more interesting. When I didn't understand something at school, I went home to check it."

"It's good for you to think that way. Knowledge is the power that can change your life. You don't have any talent on the way to practice. Then study hard. It's not that you have a way out by becoming a monk. After all, we are just ordinary people. In the world of ordinary people, the status of a monk is not suitable." Liu Minghua's expression of relief was very satisfied with his son's recent performance, and his eyes were curious.

Father’s praise, this is a very remote matter. For Liu Han, apart from hearing it when he was young, he basically didn't hear it when he grew up.

Because he lost his mother early, Liu Han's relationship with his father was not good, and the two were very distant, and there were not many opportunities to meet each other. One was busy working to make money, the other was busy having fun.

But recently my father has been back for a long time, and he often talked to him to express his relationship and praised his progress.

Liu Han found that he actually enjoyed this feeling very much, and his father's praise also made him more motivated to learn.

This is one of the reasons why it insists on studying in get out of class these days and also studying after class.

Learning is the acquisition of knowledge, which is directly linked to future life and life, which can be large or small.

"The class our teacher teaches is very interesting, otherwise I would not have spent so much time on it. I think the visual arts I talk about now are useful to you, dad." Liu Han said of the content of the class.

"Oh? Come and listen." Liu Minghua looked at Liu Han with a smile, his son's sensibility made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Han went on to talk about the content of visual art classes, many of which are very new to Liu Minghua, especially the frequent interpretation of visual art from many angles, which opened his eyes.

Liu Minghua has also come into contact with visual arts, but now listening to what his son says is completely different from what he knows.

Listening to it, Liu Minghua felt moved. What Liu Han said inspired him a lot, and he had a new insight.

Even Liu Minghua felt that his cultivation level had reacted, as if it was because of some of his thoughts.

Unconsciously, the father and son talked for several hours, and the dinner was replaced with dessert and tea after dinner.

Today, the father and son said more than the past ten years. This is something that neither of them expected.

In the past, it was impossible for the two to be patient.

Invisibly, Fang Lan's class actually made Liu Han's life seem to have changed.

The father and son had finished talking, it was relatively late.

Liu Minghua sighed: "Your teacher is really amazing. It's not easy to explain visual art so thoroughly! It's amazing!"

Liu Minghua praised again and again.

Liu Han's face was shining, and he looked like You Rongyan: "That's natural. Teacher Fang Lan is really amazing. I have never seen such an amazing teacher who can teach the class so interestingly, and It’s not boring to learn at all. Today, our visual arts class limit has been extended to 80 people. Maybe more people will come to listen in the future."

Liu Minghua inquired about the situation of the river, and said with surprise on his face: "It is so young. I thought I was an old teacher before. I didn't expect that he was only in his twenties. Such a young man is so powerful, even more remarkable. Son, follow Fang Lan studied hard, what he said is very useful and good for you."

Liu Han nodded and replied: "You don't need my dad to say that I will do it too. I will be a full-time student of Teacher Fang Lan from UU reading www.uukanshu.com."

Liu Minghua laughed.

This night, because a person has become very different.

In fact, Liu Han already had the five bodies that Fang Lan admired in his heart, worshiping and respecting Fang Lan, taking Fang Lan as his role model and his most respected teacher.

Fang Lan, who was in the small apartment, felt that a little bit of divine power was absorbed by him from a distance.

Every night, Fang Lan would also receive inexplicable divine power.

"It should be from a student. Maybe it's because the power of faith has increased. Or maybe it's because someone else provides the power of faith." Fang Lan's face was slightly happy.

Now, the divine power Fang Lan has received has gradually increased, which invigorated him.

"Teaching should not be the only way to increase divine power. Maybe I should try other methods." Some thoughts flashed through Fang Lan's mind.