Worship Me, I Can Make You Rich
Chapter 39 The Little God of Wealth Shows His Power!
It was the weekend, and the First Military Academy began to have a holiday.
A reporter who was watching found that the principal of the First Military Academy, who rarely appeared in the public eye, actually appeared in the community where Wen Xiaoyun lived.
Even the principal of the First Military Academy has come. It seems that Zhuang Zhou's going to the First Military Academy is a certainty.
With Diwen, the head of the First Army Corps, leading the rhythm online, many students of the First Military Academy are also top students from all over the country, and they are proud in some respects.
After Diwen brought the rhythm, many students also felt that their school was extremely sacred, and that being able to study in this school was even more superior, giving people a strong sense of superiority.
In the past, many military students wanted to join the Third Army, so they would support what Wen Xiaoyun did.
But it is different now, Wen Xiaoyun's mental power has been polluted by radiation, he is no longer the head of the Third Army, and it is very likely that he will not stay in this position for long.
Since the Third Legion is no longer the best place to go, they naturally have to choose other legions. Diwen's First Legion is a good choice, and maybe they can get Diwen's favor because of it!
As a student of the First Military Academy, Chen Jianxiang found that many students spontaneously organized a protest activity, and even planned to block people with banners at the school gate, so that the principal could not set this precedent!
Chen Jianxiang looked at the terminal, and there was a photo in his personal terminal, which was Zhuang Zhou's photo.
Seeing the innocent and harmless appearance of the young man, and hearing them say that they were going to pull up the banner, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason: "It's unnecessary, right? It's just a class at school."
A classmate heard what Chen Jianxiang said, and said: "Student Chen Jianxiang, you must have worked hard to get into this school, right? We worked so hard to get in. He didn't even go to school before, just because he heard that he was admitted to this school. Generals, can they come in like this without going through the examination?"
"That's right." Another classmate also said, "The rich and powerful can't abuse their power like this."
After they finished speaking, they thought that Chen Jianxiang's father had something to do with the Third Army, and he must be helping the Third Army to speak.
So he and the previous classmate looked at each other, and left with some disdain in their hearts.
Chen Jianxiang was angry, but his roommate comforted him: "Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as them."
Chen Jianxiang said coldly: "These people are really good at crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. At the beginning, they eagerly wanted to enter the Third Army, and they all regarded General Wen as a god. Now...heh."
"It's good to get used to it, but I think you really have to think about it. Are you really planning to go to the Third Army? It's hard to say whether Admiral Wen can continue to stay in the Third Army now, although the Third Army and the young The master has something to do with it, but I think the development of the Third Legion in the future will definitely not be as good as other legions, aren't you afraid that after going to the Third Legion, you won't be reused?"
Chen Jianxiang said: "My dad is in the Third Army, where can I go?"
"That's right." The roommate patted him on the shoulder: "Then you can figure it out yourself."
The roommate didn't persuade him too much. He was different from Chen Jianxiang. There was no such relationship at home, and he relied on his own efforts.
Chen Jianxiang lowered his head and glanced at the photo on the terminal again. Isn't Zhuang Zhou really the man in the star coin mask?Then why did he feel that the two were the same person at first...
And at this moment, in Wen Xiaoyun's villa.
The principals of the First Military Academy, Dyerson, Gruen, and Gruen's apprentice Han Qingxiao sat on Wen Xiaoyun's sofa, all staring at Zhuang Zhou.
Delson pushed his glasses and smiled all over his face: "I never thought that the little master was you. To be honest, I always thought that Master Gruen was a talented person, so I said that the little master is very young..."
Because in his opinion, a master who is so powerful in mecha manufacturing is absolutely impossible to be so young. The youth that Master Gruen said may already be 50 or [-] years old.
Never expected that it would be Zhuang Zhou who looked like he had just grown up.
If it weren't for Gruen's guarantee, he really couldn't believe that the little master was the boy in front of him.
Gruen stroked his beard and snorted triumphantly: "You think I'm you, but you never say anything true."
Delson didn't care about Gruen's dismissal, and confirmed again: "Mr. Zhuang Xiao, are you really willing to come to our No. [-] Military Academy as a teacher?"
Zhuang Zhou sat upright, with his hands on his knees, and looked like an obedient student. Faced with Delson's question, he was a little nervous: "Is it possible? I really haven't studied in Interstellar, so I don't know if I can do it." Teach well."
"Of course! It is an honor for our No. [-] Military Academy to have you come to our school as a teacher." Dilson stood up, bowed deeply to Zhuang Zhou, and said, "On behalf of all the students and teachers, I welcome you. And on behalf of the Empire, thank you for your generosity."
Everyone knows that when Hong Shijun took the 100% energy radiation shielding device to participate in the mecha competition, many mecha manufacturers wanted to sign contracts with him, but Hong Shijun didn't refuse such an opportunity to make money.
Once this patent is handed over to the mecha manufacturer, each mecha can be sold for a sky-high price, but these mechas are still needed by all interstellar people.
But now, not only did Zhuang Zhou not hand it over to any mecha manufacturer, but he planned to go to school and teach this technology to all students, which means that in the future, all students who have learned this technology can learn it by themselves. manufacture such energy devices.
His generosity and selflessness made Dyerson deeply admired.
Zhuang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he could really become a teacher, and looked at Wen Xiaoyun.
Seeing that Xiaoyun happened to be looking at him, he frowned and smiled: "From then on, I will go to work every day."
Wen Xiaoyun said, "I'll take you there."
"Uh-huh."
Seeing that the matter was settled, Gruen pushed Han Qingxiao forward and said, "Little friend, you have never been a teacher before, so there must be many things you don't understand? Otherwise, let me be your apprentice." The teaching assistant is ready, he has been a teacher and has experience, if you don’t understand, just ask him.”
Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "But Mr. Han is the teacher now."
Would it be bad for a teacher to be his teaching assistant?
Han Qingxiao didn't even think about it: "I just resigned, and now I'm jobless."
Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened: "You resigned? When did it happen? Didn't you go to class yesterday?"
Principal Dyerson: Yes, that's a great question. I, as the principal, don't even know he's resigned.
Han Qingxiao turned to the principal: "Resign now, principal, please allow me to resign, or allow me to apply for a transfer."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Principal Delson pushed his glasses: "Mr. Han, you are a teacher of the Mecha Manufacturing Department hired at a high price by the school. The salary of a teacher is different from that of a teaching assistant."
Han Qingxiao: "No salary, I am obliged."
Delson showed a smile: "Assistant Professor Han, you are welcome to rejoin the First Military Academy."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Can it still be like this!
How deep is Han Qingxiao's obsession with wanting to be his apprentice!
That's how things settled.
As soon as the holidays are over, Zhuang Zhou is going to be a teacher at the First Military Academy. Principal Dilson is quick and has completed all his entry procedures.
Han Qingxiao also came to Wen's house early, planning to take Zhuang Zhou to school with him.
On the child's first day at work, Wen Xiaoyun originally wanted to send the child to work in person, and live a two-person world with the child on the way, but was destroyed by Han Qingxiao.
Staring at Wen Xiaoyun's expressionless gaze, Han Qingxiao acted as if he hadn't seen it, and his tone was even and steady: "Mr. Zhuang, we are leaving."
"Here we come!" Zhuang Zhou got on the suspension car and waved to Wen Xiaoyun: "Hurry up, we're going to be late!"
Wen Xiaoyun glanced at Han Qingxiao again.
Han Qingxiao continued to act as if he hadn't seen it.
Wen Xiaoyun: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun got into the car expressionlessly, and said to Zhuang Zhou: "Take my car tomorrow."
Zhuang Zhou has no objection. For him, it doesn’t matter what kind of car he takes. Anyway, it’s not as fast as he flies over~
When they arrived at the gate of the First Military Academy, from a distance, they saw a large group of people gathered at the gate of the school.
Wen Xiaoyun frowned slightly, and was about to stop Zhuang Zhou from getting off the car, but the little God of Wealth had already jumped off.
"We're going to be late! We can't be late this time!"
When he started working as an intern to be the God of Wealth, he was late and lost his way!
This time, we must not be late again!
Donglu God of Wealth cannot make the same mistake twice!
When Zhuang Zhou got off the suspension car, all the reporters and students who had been waiting at the school gate rushed up and surrounded him.
"Mr. Zhuang, what do you think of the students from the First Military Academy united to protest against your admission?"
"Mr. Zhuang, are you here to report to the school today? May I ask if Admiral Wen really approached the principal and asked to arrange you into the First Military Academy?"
"Mr. Zhuang..."
The reporter asked one question after another.
And the military school students who united to protest suddenly projected a virtual banner of electronic projection——
Trash get out of the first academy!
Trash get out of the first academy!
This sentence keeps scrolling in mid-air. In order to bring out the effect, it is still colorful and flashing. The font is especially large, so I am afraid that others will not see it.
"We don't welcome you!"
As if organized and disciplined, many students shouted.
Zhuang Zhou was dumbfounded.
I never thought that when I came to school happily, what greeted him was such malice.
Farther away, there were still many students watching. Seeing Zhuang Zhou's bewildered face, he couldn't bear it.
"He looks so pitiful, otherwise we'll go over..."
"Shh, didn't you see that among those protesting students, there are many noble children who are backed by the Duke of Bolton and the First Legion? We will also join the Legion in the future, so don't mess with them."
"But he didn't do anything wrong, he just wanted to go to school."
"What we can do is not to protest him with them."
"Ah! It's coming!"
When Zhuang Zhou was in a daze, a pair of big hands pulled him to his side, and the tall figure completely enveloped him.
Wen Xiaoyun went to that stop, and just now saw that the flying camera on Zhuang Zhou's face slowly backed away.
Wen Xiaoyun's aura is strong, even though everyone knows that his mental power is now polluted by radiation and is not as strong as before, they still can't help but be overwhelmed by his aura.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me." Wen Xiaoyun's tone was light: "The basic courtesy of being a human being is to keep a distance. Don't you all understand?"
Embarrassed, the reporter took a few steps back involuntarily.
Among the protesting students, one suddenly shouted: "General Wen, we respect you, but you must not abuse your power!"
This seemed to be the beginning of a rhythm. After the voice yelled, many students realized what they were here for.
"That's right! General Wen, the First Military Academy is a place to cultivate talents. Every student who is admitted to the First Military Academy is a genius selected from all over the country. No one knows how much effort we have put in to get into the school. If because you are an admiral, you can casually arrange a trash who has never read a book into the school, wouldn't our efforts become a joke?!"
"If more and more people follow your actions in the future, will the No. [-] Military Academy still have real talents? Are the people trained by the No. [-] Military Academy really outstanding?!"
When Wen Xiaoyun heard the word 'trash', a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked straight at the speaker.
Facing Shang Wen Xiaoyun's gaze, that person seemed a little guilty, but thinking of so many classmates around him, how could Wen Xiaoyun still take him as a student?
Wen Xiaoyun said slowly: "What's your name?"
Relying on Wen Xiaoyun, the man didn't dare to do anything to him, and said: "If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. My name is Zhang Jun, a second-year student in the Mecha Manufacturing Department!"
Just as Wen Xiaoyun was about to say something, the kid Zhuang Zhou beside him suddenly said, "I wrote it down."
Wen Xiaoyun turned his head to look at him, and saw Zhuang Zhou took a step forward. His thin and small body looked so weak, but somehow gave off a firm tenacity.
Zhuang Zhou turned his back to Wen Xiaoyun, puffed out his chest, and faced everyone: "Is there anyone who doesn't welcome me?"
Facing a weak animal like Zhuang Zhou who looked like a little sheep, the protesting students naturally didn't have the same respect for Wen Xiaoyun as before, and even had disdain in their eyes.
Wouldn't he look better, with Wen Xiaoyun covering him, without Wen Xiaoyun, what is he?
Zhuang Zhou said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything."
He could feel the malice emanating from these people.
He turned to Wen Xiaoyun, strangely calm: "Wen Xiaoyun, help me write down their identities, including their families and close friends with them, every one of them."
When Wen Xiaoyun heard this, the anger in his heart slowly dissipated, and he showed an imperceptible smile: "Okay."
Hearing what Zhuang Zhou said, someone sneered: "What? You still want Admiral Wen to use his power to retaliate against us?"
Zhuang Zhou ignored them because he saw Principal Derson.
Principal Dilson heard about the incident at the school gate as soon as he arrived at the school, his face changed, and he ran over in a hurry.
It's just that it was too late, and Zhuang Zhou seemed to be angry.
Principal Dilson was deeply afraid that the little master would be angry and refused to teach at the First Military Academy, but ran to other schools, or even other countries, and hurriedly greeted him: "What are you doing! Back off! "
As soon as Delson came, the principal's awe-inspiring expression made the students retreat first, but they still did not forget to say to Delson, "Principal, please stop..."
However, before he finished speaking, Dilson scolded him back: "Shut up, all of you! What do you know, Mr. Zhuang is here to be a teacher!"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Those protesting students had inexplicably bad premonitions in their hearts.
To be a teacher?
Is the principal joking?
He, a person who has never read a book, has just learned to speak the interstellar common language, and looks even younger than them, will be their teacher? !
Is the headmaster crazy, or they are crazy, otherwise how would you hear such words!
Delson didn't care about these people, and quickly apologized to Zhuang Zhou: "Mr. Zhuang, I'm really sorry for letting you encounter such a thing when you first came to school."
Zhuang Zhou didn't speak, but asked Wen Xiaoyun: "Have you remembered everything?"
Wen Xiaoyun looked not far away, and someone made a gesture to him, Wen Xiaoyun looked away: "Remember everything, there will be none missing."
Hearing what the two said, Dyerson also felt very bad. Looking at the protesting students, there were more than 50 people, and some of them were also rich and powerful.
Dyerson was so angry that he caught them and continued to scold them: "Do you know what you are doing? It is an honor for our First Military Academy to be a teacher at our First Military Academy! Do you think anyone can make A stream of consciousness mecha? Do you think anyone can make a 100% energy radiation shielding device? If you can, I will let you be a teacher! I can make you a professor or a principal! Only Teacher Zhuang can, he That's the 'little master'! If he can be invited as a teacher, I, the principal, will go to burn incense!!"
A bunch of little bastards, he is really going to piss him off!
The headmaster cursed so loudly that everyone was stunned.
Even the students who were watching from a distance and dared not go forward all stared wide-eyed.
What did the principal say?
Is Zhuang Zhou the legendary little master who can create stream-of-consciousness mechas? !
how can that be!
Isn't he an illiterate who has never been to kindergarten!
How could he be a little master!
However, would the headmaster openly joke about such a thing?
Also, it is said that the little master has a very good relationship with the Third Legion. He made several non-radiation robots for the Third Legion, and even repaired and evolved Wen Xiaoyun's Mecha Voss!
But everyone has never seen this little master enter and leave the Third Army!Nobody knows who he is!
So...it was Zhuang Zhou? !
Facing everyone's shocked eyes, Zhuang Zhou just said calmly: "Principal Delson, I don't want them to come to my classes in the future, and the mechs I make in the future, my technology, and the energy I made Devices, they and their families..."
"Don't even think about getting one."
The author has something to say: PS——
Zhuang Zhou: Super angry, super fierce when angry!
The update time has been changed to 9pm!I'm a little busy after resuming work, sorry o(╯□╰)o.
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
A reporter who was watching found that the principal of the First Military Academy, who rarely appeared in the public eye, actually appeared in the community where Wen Xiaoyun lived.
Even the principal of the First Military Academy has come. It seems that Zhuang Zhou's going to the First Military Academy is a certainty.
With Diwen, the head of the First Army Corps, leading the rhythm online, many students of the First Military Academy are also top students from all over the country, and they are proud in some respects.
After Diwen brought the rhythm, many students also felt that their school was extremely sacred, and that being able to study in this school was even more superior, giving people a strong sense of superiority.
In the past, many military students wanted to join the Third Army, so they would support what Wen Xiaoyun did.
But it is different now, Wen Xiaoyun's mental power has been polluted by radiation, he is no longer the head of the Third Army, and it is very likely that he will not stay in this position for long.
Since the Third Legion is no longer the best place to go, they naturally have to choose other legions. Diwen's First Legion is a good choice, and maybe they can get Diwen's favor because of it!
As a student of the First Military Academy, Chen Jianxiang found that many students spontaneously organized a protest activity, and even planned to block people with banners at the school gate, so that the principal could not set this precedent!
Chen Jianxiang looked at the terminal, and there was a photo in his personal terminal, which was Zhuang Zhou's photo.
Seeing the innocent and harmless appearance of the young man, and hearing them say that they were going to pull up the banner, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason: "It's unnecessary, right? It's just a class at school."
A classmate heard what Chen Jianxiang said, and said: "Student Chen Jianxiang, you must have worked hard to get into this school, right? We worked so hard to get in. He didn't even go to school before, just because he heard that he was admitted to this school. Generals, can they come in like this without going through the examination?"
"That's right." Another classmate also said, "The rich and powerful can't abuse their power like this."
After they finished speaking, they thought that Chen Jianxiang's father had something to do with the Third Army, and he must be helping the Third Army to speak.
So he and the previous classmate looked at each other, and left with some disdain in their hearts.
Chen Jianxiang was angry, but his roommate comforted him: "Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as them."
Chen Jianxiang said coldly: "These people are really good at crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. At the beginning, they eagerly wanted to enter the Third Army, and they all regarded General Wen as a god. Now...heh."
"It's good to get used to it, but I think you really have to think about it. Are you really planning to go to the Third Army? It's hard to say whether Admiral Wen can continue to stay in the Third Army now, although the Third Army and the young The master has something to do with it, but I think the development of the Third Legion in the future will definitely not be as good as other legions, aren't you afraid that after going to the Third Legion, you won't be reused?"
Chen Jianxiang said: "My dad is in the Third Army, where can I go?"
"That's right." The roommate patted him on the shoulder: "Then you can figure it out yourself."
The roommate didn't persuade him too much. He was different from Chen Jianxiang. There was no such relationship at home, and he relied on his own efforts.
Chen Jianxiang lowered his head and glanced at the photo on the terminal again. Isn't Zhuang Zhou really the man in the star coin mask?Then why did he feel that the two were the same person at first...
And at this moment, in Wen Xiaoyun's villa.
The principals of the First Military Academy, Dyerson, Gruen, and Gruen's apprentice Han Qingxiao sat on Wen Xiaoyun's sofa, all staring at Zhuang Zhou.
Delson pushed his glasses and smiled all over his face: "I never thought that the little master was you. To be honest, I always thought that Master Gruen was a talented person, so I said that the little master is very young..."
Because in his opinion, a master who is so powerful in mecha manufacturing is absolutely impossible to be so young. The youth that Master Gruen said may already be 50 or [-] years old.
Never expected that it would be Zhuang Zhou who looked like he had just grown up.
If it weren't for Gruen's guarantee, he really couldn't believe that the little master was the boy in front of him.
Gruen stroked his beard and snorted triumphantly: "You think I'm you, but you never say anything true."
Delson didn't care about Gruen's dismissal, and confirmed again: "Mr. Zhuang Xiao, are you really willing to come to our No. [-] Military Academy as a teacher?"
Zhuang Zhou sat upright, with his hands on his knees, and looked like an obedient student. Faced with Delson's question, he was a little nervous: "Is it possible? I really haven't studied in Interstellar, so I don't know if I can do it." Teach well."
"Of course! It is an honor for our No. [-] Military Academy to have you come to our school as a teacher." Dilson stood up, bowed deeply to Zhuang Zhou, and said, "On behalf of all the students and teachers, I welcome you. And on behalf of the Empire, thank you for your generosity."
Everyone knows that when Hong Shijun took the 100% energy radiation shielding device to participate in the mecha competition, many mecha manufacturers wanted to sign contracts with him, but Hong Shijun didn't refuse such an opportunity to make money.
Once this patent is handed over to the mecha manufacturer, each mecha can be sold for a sky-high price, but these mechas are still needed by all interstellar people.
But now, not only did Zhuang Zhou not hand it over to any mecha manufacturer, but he planned to go to school and teach this technology to all students, which means that in the future, all students who have learned this technology can learn it by themselves. manufacture such energy devices.
His generosity and selflessness made Dyerson deeply admired.
Zhuang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he could really become a teacher, and looked at Wen Xiaoyun.
Seeing that Xiaoyun happened to be looking at him, he frowned and smiled: "From then on, I will go to work every day."
Wen Xiaoyun said, "I'll take you there."
"Uh-huh."
Seeing that the matter was settled, Gruen pushed Han Qingxiao forward and said, "Little friend, you have never been a teacher before, so there must be many things you don't understand? Otherwise, let me be your apprentice." The teaching assistant is ready, he has been a teacher and has experience, if you don’t understand, just ask him.”
Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "But Mr. Han is the teacher now."
Would it be bad for a teacher to be his teaching assistant?
Han Qingxiao didn't even think about it: "I just resigned, and now I'm jobless."
Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened: "You resigned? When did it happen? Didn't you go to class yesterday?"
Principal Dyerson: Yes, that's a great question. I, as the principal, don't even know he's resigned.
Han Qingxiao turned to the principal: "Resign now, principal, please allow me to resign, or allow me to apply for a transfer."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Principal Delson pushed his glasses: "Mr. Han, you are a teacher of the Mecha Manufacturing Department hired at a high price by the school. The salary of a teacher is different from that of a teaching assistant."
Han Qingxiao: "No salary, I am obliged."
Delson showed a smile: "Assistant Professor Han, you are welcome to rejoin the First Military Academy."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Can it still be like this!
How deep is Han Qingxiao's obsession with wanting to be his apprentice!
That's how things settled.
As soon as the holidays are over, Zhuang Zhou is going to be a teacher at the First Military Academy. Principal Dilson is quick and has completed all his entry procedures.
Han Qingxiao also came to Wen's house early, planning to take Zhuang Zhou to school with him.
On the child's first day at work, Wen Xiaoyun originally wanted to send the child to work in person, and live a two-person world with the child on the way, but was destroyed by Han Qingxiao.
Staring at Wen Xiaoyun's expressionless gaze, Han Qingxiao acted as if he hadn't seen it, and his tone was even and steady: "Mr. Zhuang, we are leaving."
"Here we come!" Zhuang Zhou got on the suspension car and waved to Wen Xiaoyun: "Hurry up, we're going to be late!"
Wen Xiaoyun glanced at Han Qingxiao again.
Han Qingxiao continued to act as if he hadn't seen it.
Wen Xiaoyun: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun got into the car expressionlessly, and said to Zhuang Zhou: "Take my car tomorrow."
Zhuang Zhou has no objection. For him, it doesn’t matter what kind of car he takes. Anyway, it’s not as fast as he flies over~
When they arrived at the gate of the First Military Academy, from a distance, they saw a large group of people gathered at the gate of the school.
Wen Xiaoyun frowned slightly, and was about to stop Zhuang Zhou from getting off the car, but the little God of Wealth had already jumped off.
"We're going to be late! We can't be late this time!"
When he started working as an intern to be the God of Wealth, he was late and lost his way!
This time, we must not be late again!
Donglu God of Wealth cannot make the same mistake twice!
When Zhuang Zhou got off the suspension car, all the reporters and students who had been waiting at the school gate rushed up and surrounded him.
"Mr. Zhuang, what do you think of the students from the First Military Academy united to protest against your admission?"
"Mr. Zhuang, are you here to report to the school today? May I ask if Admiral Wen really approached the principal and asked to arrange you into the First Military Academy?"
"Mr. Zhuang..."
The reporter asked one question after another.
And the military school students who united to protest suddenly projected a virtual banner of electronic projection——
Trash get out of the first academy!
Trash get out of the first academy!
This sentence keeps scrolling in mid-air. In order to bring out the effect, it is still colorful and flashing. The font is especially large, so I am afraid that others will not see it.
"We don't welcome you!"
As if organized and disciplined, many students shouted.
Zhuang Zhou was dumbfounded.
I never thought that when I came to school happily, what greeted him was such malice.
Farther away, there were still many students watching. Seeing Zhuang Zhou's bewildered face, he couldn't bear it.
"He looks so pitiful, otherwise we'll go over..."
"Shh, didn't you see that among those protesting students, there are many noble children who are backed by the Duke of Bolton and the First Legion? We will also join the Legion in the future, so don't mess with them."
"But he didn't do anything wrong, he just wanted to go to school."
"What we can do is not to protest him with them."
"Ah! It's coming!"
When Zhuang Zhou was in a daze, a pair of big hands pulled him to his side, and the tall figure completely enveloped him.
Wen Xiaoyun went to that stop, and just now saw that the flying camera on Zhuang Zhou's face slowly backed away.
Wen Xiaoyun's aura is strong, even though everyone knows that his mental power is now polluted by radiation and is not as strong as before, they still can't help but be overwhelmed by his aura.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me." Wen Xiaoyun's tone was light: "The basic courtesy of being a human being is to keep a distance. Don't you all understand?"
Embarrassed, the reporter took a few steps back involuntarily.
Among the protesting students, one suddenly shouted: "General Wen, we respect you, but you must not abuse your power!"
This seemed to be the beginning of a rhythm. After the voice yelled, many students realized what they were here for.
"That's right! General Wen, the First Military Academy is a place to cultivate talents. Every student who is admitted to the First Military Academy is a genius selected from all over the country. No one knows how much effort we have put in to get into the school. If because you are an admiral, you can casually arrange a trash who has never read a book into the school, wouldn't our efforts become a joke?!"
"If more and more people follow your actions in the future, will the No. [-] Military Academy still have real talents? Are the people trained by the No. [-] Military Academy really outstanding?!"
When Wen Xiaoyun heard the word 'trash', a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked straight at the speaker.
Facing Shang Wen Xiaoyun's gaze, that person seemed a little guilty, but thinking of so many classmates around him, how could Wen Xiaoyun still take him as a student?
Wen Xiaoyun said slowly: "What's your name?"
Relying on Wen Xiaoyun, the man didn't dare to do anything to him, and said: "If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. My name is Zhang Jun, a second-year student in the Mecha Manufacturing Department!"
Just as Wen Xiaoyun was about to say something, the kid Zhuang Zhou beside him suddenly said, "I wrote it down."
Wen Xiaoyun turned his head to look at him, and saw Zhuang Zhou took a step forward. His thin and small body looked so weak, but somehow gave off a firm tenacity.
Zhuang Zhou turned his back to Wen Xiaoyun, puffed out his chest, and faced everyone: "Is there anyone who doesn't welcome me?"
Facing a weak animal like Zhuang Zhou who looked like a little sheep, the protesting students naturally didn't have the same respect for Wen Xiaoyun as before, and even had disdain in their eyes.
Wouldn't he look better, with Wen Xiaoyun covering him, without Wen Xiaoyun, what is he?
Zhuang Zhou said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything."
He could feel the malice emanating from these people.
He turned to Wen Xiaoyun, strangely calm: "Wen Xiaoyun, help me write down their identities, including their families and close friends with them, every one of them."
When Wen Xiaoyun heard this, the anger in his heart slowly dissipated, and he showed an imperceptible smile: "Okay."
Hearing what Zhuang Zhou said, someone sneered: "What? You still want Admiral Wen to use his power to retaliate against us?"
Zhuang Zhou ignored them because he saw Principal Derson.
Principal Dilson heard about the incident at the school gate as soon as he arrived at the school, his face changed, and he ran over in a hurry.
It's just that it was too late, and Zhuang Zhou seemed to be angry.
Principal Dilson was deeply afraid that the little master would be angry and refused to teach at the First Military Academy, but ran to other schools, or even other countries, and hurriedly greeted him: "What are you doing! Back off! "
As soon as Delson came, the principal's awe-inspiring expression made the students retreat first, but they still did not forget to say to Delson, "Principal, please stop..."
However, before he finished speaking, Dilson scolded him back: "Shut up, all of you! What do you know, Mr. Zhuang is here to be a teacher!"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Those protesting students had inexplicably bad premonitions in their hearts.
To be a teacher?
Is the principal joking?
He, a person who has never read a book, has just learned to speak the interstellar common language, and looks even younger than them, will be their teacher? !
Is the headmaster crazy, or they are crazy, otherwise how would you hear such words!
Delson didn't care about these people, and quickly apologized to Zhuang Zhou: "Mr. Zhuang, I'm really sorry for letting you encounter such a thing when you first came to school."
Zhuang Zhou didn't speak, but asked Wen Xiaoyun: "Have you remembered everything?"
Wen Xiaoyun looked not far away, and someone made a gesture to him, Wen Xiaoyun looked away: "Remember everything, there will be none missing."
Hearing what the two said, Dyerson also felt very bad. Looking at the protesting students, there were more than 50 people, and some of them were also rich and powerful.
Dyerson was so angry that he caught them and continued to scold them: "Do you know what you are doing? It is an honor for our First Military Academy to be a teacher at our First Military Academy! Do you think anyone can make A stream of consciousness mecha? Do you think anyone can make a 100% energy radiation shielding device? If you can, I will let you be a teacher! I can make you a professor or a principal! Only Teacher Zhuang can, he That's the 'little master'! If he can be invited as a teacher, I, the principal, will go to burn incense!!"
A bunch of little bastards, he is really going to piss him off!
The headmaster cursed so loudly that everyone was stunned.
Even the students who were watching from a distance and dared not go forward all stared wide-eyed.
What did the principal say?
Is Zhuang Zhou the legendary little master who can create stream-of-consciousness mechas? !
how can that be!
Isn't he an illiterate who has never been to kindergarten!
How could he be a little master!
However, would the headmaster openly joke about such a thing?
Also, it is said that the little master has a very good relationship with the Third Legion. He made several non-radiation robots for the Third Legion, and even repaired and evolved Wen Xiaoyun's Mecha Voss!
But everyone has never seen this little master enter and leave the Third Army!Nobody knows who he is!
So...it was Zhuang Zhou? !
Facing everyone's shocked eyes, Zhuang Zhou just said calmly: "Principal Delson, I don't want them to come to my classes in the future, and the mechs I make in the future, my technology, and the energy I made Devices, they and their families..."
"Don't even think about getting one."
The author has something to say: PS——
Zhuang Zhou: Super angry, super fierce when angry!
The update time has been changed to 9pm!I'm a little busy after resuming work, sorry o(╯□╰)o.
The red envelope has been sent, be careful not to be disgusted!
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 452844351;
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I love Erlang God one;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:小天使、路星辞10瓶;ay8瓶;我的名字最显眼5瓶;木啊4瓶;桃子茶微醺、旧世3瓶;暮乔、君兮何、潮醉2瓶;第八单元、梦、作者大人请更新、含雨落桐1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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