Chapter 103 Only the winner can be respected (5 more, for the hall master Mo Qiushen
"Come and take a look in a few days. If I have it, I'll keep it for you!"
The shop owner doesn't want to lose this kind of high-roller customer.
"Do you think this kind of spirit pattern is the biscuits sold at roadside stalls every day? This kind of art is probably very time-consuming to paint."
Fang Yan sneered, what he studied was the study of spiritual patterns, okay? How long would it take to draw such a beautiful spiritual pattern? Wouldn't he know?
The shop owner moved his mouth, but decided not to tell you that this tower man was painted by Teacher Sun in just over a quarter of an hour.
What if this tower man thinks that he lied to him and beats himself up?
But Teacher Sun is so awesome. The Iron Tower Man in front of me is obviously a major in spiritual patterns. If he says good things, they must be really good.
Ding!
Favorability from the shopkeeper +15, neutral (50/100).
"Help me prepare these!"
Fang Yan took out a list and handed it to the shopkeeper.
He usually buys things at another familiar spiritual pattern store, but that store was out of stock today and he was in a hurry, so he came here.
The shop owner hurriedly obeyed, and when sending Fang Yan out, he still reminded him without giving up: "If you are free in a few days, you can come and have a look. Those batch of spirit gathering patterns will definitely be no worse than the one today."
Fang Yan was too lazy to talk to him. Anyone who could draw such a spirit gathering pattern must be a certain spiritual pattern master.
This kind of spirit pattern masters are basically very busy. Who has the time to draw spirit gathering patterns for you? If they have the time to draw some more powerful spirit patterns, why don't they make more money than this?
…
Lu Changhe's home, that is, the Lingwei shop, is just two hundred meters away on the east side of the long street outside the school gate. Because the distance is very close, he always goes home to eat.
As soon as Lu Changhe arrived home today, he was dragged back to the study by his father.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Changhe touched his belly absentmindedly. He smelled the aroma. He must have stewed chicken today.
"Come and take a look at this spirit-gathering pattern!"
The shop owner lifted up the red cloth covering the table as if offering a treasure, revealing the spirit-gathering pattern painted by Sun Mo.
"pretty!"
Lu Changhe's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked to the table, lowered his head and admired it: "Look at the layout of the spirit patterns, this is a spirit gathering pattern, the depiction is really beautiful!"
"Where's the sixth level!"
The shopkeeper showed off.
"Hey, that costs a lot of money. Where did you get it?"
Lu Changhe studied spiritual patterns, so he could appreciate the excellence and beauty of this spiritual pattern.
"It didn't cost any money. A teacher in your school painted it for me."
The shopkeeper chuckled.
"our school?"
Lu Changhe frowned, looked at the spirit gathering pattern, and said with suspicion: "Our teacher can draw this kind of spirit pattern, according to my estimate, there are less than ten. Those are all big shots, and they will interact with a small shop like ours.
?”
"What is a small shop?"
Hearing his son's words, the shop owner was unhappy and raised his hand to hit Lu Changhe on the head: "Didn't I raise you guys by running this small shop?"
"Yes, yes, I was wrong!"
Lu Changhe, who was a little hungry, sat on the stool and savored the spiritual pattern carefully.
"Have you heard of this teacher Sun Mo?"
Seeing his son's devoted look, the shop owner was very proud. His son, who worked so hard, would definitely be able to make great achievements in the study of spiritual patterns.
"I must have heard of it. That's the intern teacher who is in the limelight in our school recently. What's wrong? Have you even heard about him?"
Lu Changhe was curious.
"teacher in training?"
The shopkeeper frowned.
"Oh, no, he officially joined the company a few days ago."
Lu Changhe thought of those stories about Sun Mo.
"Eh? Don't the intern teachers in your school have to go through a one-year internship period before they can officially join the job?"
The owner has been running the store for more than 20 years, so he is naturally quite familiar with the nearby Zhongzhou University.
"Sun Mo is so awesome. He recruited five direct disciples at the admissions meeting, so he was naturally admitted."
Lu Changhe explained.
"I see!"
The shop owner was not surprised. Sun Mo had such a powerful spirit pattern technique, and recruiting a few students was not a piece of cake.
"After the first public class, Sun Mo's ancient dragon-capturing hand became famous in our school. Everyone said that he had the hand of God and wanted him to touch it and see how he was doing."
Lu Changhe thought too, but he knew that he probably had no chance.
"Ah? What kind of ancient capturer is there? What are you talking about?"
The shop owner looked confused. It seemed that his son was not talking about the same person.
"The ancient dragon-capturing hand can tell a student's physical condition by touching him a few times. It's amazing."
Before Lu Changhe could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"It's not him, I'm talking about Sun Mo, who is particularly powerful in the spirit pattern technique."
The shopkeeper shook his head.
"There is only one Sun Mo in our school!"
Lu Changhe looked confused, then woke up and pointed to the spirit gathering pattern on the table: "You said this was painted by Teacher Sun Mo?"
"right!"
The shopkeeper nodded.
"..."
Lu Changhe held his forehead: "Wait a moment and let me rub it!"
Then Lu Changhe's eyes fell on the spirit-gathering pattern again. After looking at it carefully, he smiled: "Dad, are you testing me?"
"What should I test you for?"
The shop owner doesn’t understand, what are you thinking about?
"Dad, you are still pretending. The degree of completion of this spirit gathering pattern is so high. Several details show that the person who painted it has at least ten years of experience in the art of depicting spirit patterns. How could it be painted by Sun Mo?
He is only twenty years old!"
Lu Changhe was speechless.
Professor He Yuanjin's spiritual pattern class is very popular in Zhongzhou University. You have to go two hours in advance to reserve a seat, otherwise there will be no seats at all.
Lu Changhe listened to it without skipping a beat, so he had seen the spirit-gathering patterns painted by teacher He Yuanjin, which were comparable to this one.
No, maybe it's not as good as that.
The painting in front of me is really beautiful.
"The teacher Sun who came today is twenty years old!"
After the shop owner finished speaking, he suddenly woke up. Yes, this level of spirit gathering pattern was actually made by a young teacher?
"Is it possible that he started drawing spiritual patterns when he was still in his mother's womb?"
The shop owner was shocked.
Ding!
Favorability from the shopkeeper +25, neutral (75/100).
"Dad, are you really not joking?"
Lu Changhe frowned.
"Why did I lie to you?"
The shopkeeper glared at his son.
Lu Changhe was shocked and instinctively didn't believe it. Because he liked the study of spiritual patterns and was praised by teacher He Yuanjin for his talent, he was proud.
But when Lu Changhe looked at the spirit-gathering pattern in front of him, he knew that even after ten years of hard training, he might not be able to reach this level.
"It only took Sun Mo more than a quarter of an hour to finish painting him."
The shop owner revealed another piece of information.
"father!"
Lu Changhe complained in a longer voice, and suddenly felt that life was boring.
"Teacher Sun Mo has such a high level of attainment in the study of spiritual patterns. He will definitely give a public class on spiritual patterns. Don't you like this subject? Then don't miss it."
Store owner reminds.
"I see."
Needless to say, the shopkeeper said that if it was confirmed that Sun Mo’s public class would include spiritual pattern science, Lu Changhe would definitely attend it.
"You must respect Teacher Sun Mo."
The shopkeeper added another sentence.
"knew!"
After Lu Changhe finished speaking, he picked up the spirit gathering pattern on the table and ran away: "This belongs to me!"
"You brat!"
The shop owner was so angry that he stopped looking for the feather duster. He picked up a wooden stool and started chasing it: "If you break it, I will break your legs."
After seeing the attitude of Fang Yan and his son, the shop owner has decided not to use the spirit gathering pattern, but to frame it and keep it as a souvenir.
…
Sun Mo never thought that painting a spiritual pattern would cause such a big stir.
The library is quiet, but when the spiritual pattern drawn by Sun Mo takes shape, it will absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and form a tornado, which will disturb other people's study.
If you go to the teaching building, you can find a small classroom with thirty people, but there will always be people who hear the noise and come to watch.
Sun Mo didn't like being watched. With his personality, he wouldn't occupy a classroom by himself for an entire afternoon. That would be too tasteless.
There is also a meditation room, which he is not allowed to use alone for most of the day. After all, he is not the only teacher at Zhongzhou Academy.
As for the dormitory, Sun Mo didn't want to see Zhang Sheng's face.
"Is it possible that I have to rent a house near the campus?"
During dinner, Sun Mo began to think about this issue seriously.
The school has two faculty buildings for teachers, but Sun Mo has just joined the job, and neither his qualifications nor his grades are enough to be allocated a house.
Life will not stop because of your dissatisfaction. It will even give you an uppercut and hit you with teeth all over the floor.
Sun Mo, who returned to his dormitory very late in the evening, got up early after a good sleep, and went to the teaching building with his lesson plans. He had to teach five students today, and in the afternoon, there was the first open class.
As soon as Sun Mo left the dormitory, Zhang Sheng took off the blanket covering his head.
If he hadn't really had no place to live, Zhang Sheng would have moved out of the dormitory long ago. After several conflicts between himself and Sun Mo, he now avoids him.
"I'm so envious!"
Rudy sighed, what he was taught was the lesson plan, what he taught was the students, what he was plucking was the pig hair, and what he was being filial to was the teacher.
"There is nothing to envy, I will soon become an official teacher!"
Zhang Sheng snorted.
"Soon? At least one year of internship, just take your time!"
Rudy sneered.
"Um?"
Zhang Sheng was stunned and couldn't help but look at Rudy with an unhappy tone: "What did you say?"
"I said there is still one year left for the internship!"
Rudy repeated.
"you……"
Zhang Sheng's expression suddenly changed.
This Rudy, since he entered a dormitory, although he doesn't like himself very much, he always smiles, pays attention to his sense of proportion, and has a good attitude when talking. But now he is actually choking on himself?
Rudy lowered his head and continued to pluck the pig's hair. As for whether Zhang Shengsheng was angry or not, he didn't care at all.
In the past, Mr. Zhang was excellent and had a great chance of staying in school, but now, after failing in consecutive exams, Rudy has realized the true face of this guy.
He can't do it!
Since everyone has the same chance of staying in school, why should I please him? What's more, this guy has offended Sun Mo.
Zhang Sheng looked at Rudy and remembered that when Yuan Feng was still there, Sun Mo was also isolated by three of his own people, but now, it is his turn.
So, losers don’t get respect!
Sun Mo, on the other hand, won Rudy's respect by relying on his strength. Apparently, in Rudy's heart, he went from needing to please to someone who could be criticized casually.
His status plummeted.
Sun Mo didn't know about the conflict between Rudy and Zhang Sheng, and his ears were filled with system prompts.