Any famous teacher who achieves the status of sub-sage will usually give public lectures for seven to ten days in a row.
The first reason for doing this is to expand one's influence and spread one's academic knowledge and expertise. After all, famous teachers rely on their academic achievements to be immortalized.
The second is to give back to the world of famous teachers and share my experience with famous teachers.
A famous teacher who has reached this stage will never be too self-conscious. Not only will he give everything he has to teach, but he will also basically take out everything in his stomach.
Zhang Qi is not a man who digs wells. During these ten days of lectures, he praised Sun Mo without hesitation. During class, he said that if Sun Mo had not helped him in time, he would have died.
As a result, Sun Mo's fame became even greater.
Finally, Zhang Yu ended his ten-day public lecture. After paying a heavy courtesy visit to Sun Mo, he began to retreat, summarizing the past and looking forward to the future.
Since there was not much time left, Zhang wanted to do the most cost-effective research.
regret?
Pity?
It doesn't exist. Zhang Chu doesn't have the energy to worry about this. He just wants to get to the next level now.
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"Teacher Sun is finally starting class!"
The famous teachers of Black and White Academy were eager to see through it.
Those who were stuck wanted to take Sun Mo's medical training class to get guidance, while the spirit pattern masters were too interested in Sun Mo's new concepts.
Of course, everyone is also interested in the Sky Control Spirit Pattern.
The morning practice medicine class was overcrowded, even the corridors were packed with people. Some teachers and students were so far away that they couldn't actually hear anything, but they still didn't want to leave.
"Master Sun, why don't you change it to public lectures?"
When get out of class was over, Xie Enhui put away her notebook, looked at the crowds of people in the corridor, and suggested: "The auditorium is idle anyway."
"No, the teaching effect is too poor!"
Sun Mo refused.
The most eye-catching aspect of his class was that he gave on-the-spot guidance and helped students overcome difficulties. If it were placed in a large auditorium with too many students, the shock level would be reduced.
The students must be allowed to observe up close how overbearing their ancient massage techniques are.
"All right!"
Xie Enhui was helpless: "By the way, I have already ordered the school cafeteria to deliver three meals to your group of famous teachers every day. Where do you think they are sent?"
An Xinhui and his entourage were simply following Sun Mo to gain glory.
"No, I'll eat in the cafeteria!"
It's not that Sun Mo doesn't want to be special, but with so many people watching, he needs to be approachable. After all, this is also a kind of show.
But soon, Sun Mo regretted it.
At noon, as soon as Sun Mo approached the cafeteria, the students who came to eat began to salute and say hello, teacher. Although the shout was pleasant to the ears, it seemed very noisy when too many people said it.
Although the Black and White Academy clearly stipulates that teachers do not need to give priority when eating, but when these students saw Sun Mo, they immediately stepped aside to let Sun Mo go first.
While eating, Sun Mo had just stood at the end of the queue when the students in front of him got out of the way.
"Teacher Sun, please come first!"
The students were respectful.
"No, I'll line up!"
Sun Mo smiled.
"Our time is worthless."
Seeing that they couldn't persuade Sun Mo, the students simply ran to the meal windows on both sides to save Sun Mo from embarrassment.
"Hey, why are you so obedient?"
Sun Mo felt uncomfortable.
I remember when I was in college, admiring girls while eating was a kind of enjoyment.
"Master Sun!"
The lady in the cafeteria was even more enthusiastic, her fat face turned into a flower with a smile.
They usually cook for others. After digging out the vegetables, they would shake the hand holding the spoon twice to shake some off. But when it was Sun Mo's turn, he just got two spoonfuls of meat, and it was more than the prescribed amount.
Sun Mo looked at the mountain of food on the dinner plate and was speechless for a while, thinking to himself, are you raising me like a pig?
…
In the afternoon, the sun is warm.
In order to occupy seats, Zhang Guoping and Tang Qian did not go to the cafeteria to eat. Instead, they brought dry food directly and ate in the classroom where Sun Mo taught.
There were many people who had the same idea as them, so in the large classroom of 500 people, there were only a few dozen empty seats left.
"What are you looking at?"
Zhang Guoping found that Tang Qian was holding a book even while eating.
"'A Dream of Red Mansions', also called 'The Story of the Stone', tells the story of a wealthy family!"
After Tang Qian made an introduction, Zhang Guoping lost interest and lowered her head to study medical books.
"Does it look good?"
Someone next to me asked.
The students in the Black and White Academy are all busy studying and rarely read miscellaneous books.
"What do you think of Gandalf's new work?"
Tang Qian haha.
"What? The author of "Journey to the West" has published a new book?"
"Did you fake your name to get money?"
"Does it look good?"
The students asked all kinds of questions, because Journey to the West is so famous and it is simply the first work of vernacular writing.
Just because of the appearance of this book, there are now many easy-to-understand vernacular texts on the market that even children with limited literacy can understand.
“Anyway, it’s quite to my liking!”
Tang Qian smiled: "And I think this was written by the real Gandalf."
In Kyushu, piracy is also rampant. In order to increase sales, many books directly bear the name Gandalf. At first, many people were fooled.
“If Gandalf doesn’t finish writing Journey to the West, I won’t read his new book!”
A long-haired boy curled his lips: "Being a reader must have a backbone."
"Haha, I can guarantee that you will smell so good after reading this!"
A girl interrupted and took out a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" from her school bag: "I'll lend it to you. If you can still say this after reading it five times, I'll call you daddy!"
"Hey, bring it!"
Long-haired boys disdain, what kind of book can capture me after just five readings?
Several other students also came over to enjoy it together.
"Hey, the paper is full of absurd words and a handful of bitter tears. These two sentences are very flavorful!"
Gradually, everyone stopped talking.
To experience the beauty of this book, you still need some literary skills, and students in Kyushu have received this kind of education since childhood.
When they read A Dream of Red Mansions, they will not find it boring, difficult to understand, and uninteresting. Instead, they can appreciate the gorgeousness and beauty of the diction.
Especially when Baoyu appeared, the boys couldn't help but get involved.
A young master from an aristocratic family, a cloud of beautiful maids, and a confidante...
Is there any life more dreamy than this?
At the beginning of the book, Jia Baoyu’s life is really a winner in life.
"how?"
The girl passing the book joked.
"Don't make any noise!"
The long-haired boy turned the page, and when he reached the sixth chapter, Baoyu and Xiren tried Yunyu for the first time, breathing heavily, and even a few boys and girls blushed with embarrassment.
The long-haired boy wanted to go back and read it again, but was embarrassed.
I even want to tear out these two pages and keep them.
"Doesn't it look good?"
Tang Qian showed off.
Just when Zhang Guoping became curious and was about to go over to take a look, a group of people walked into the classroom.
"Please ask the teachers and students who are not majoring in spiritual patterns to leave and give us the classroom!"
They held a wooden sign with a line of golden characters written on it, 'Please don't deprive us of opportunities.'
"Is this a school order?"
"Definitely not, otherwise why wouldn't the teacher announce it?"
"What's this? Discriminating against other disciplines?"
Many people frowned.
"You have no idea what Teacher Sun's spirit pattern class means. It is the key to the door to the new world. Please don't steal it from us."
The boy holding the wooden sign gave earnest advice.
Then, the group of people bent down and bowed a full ninety degrees.
"Please."
The students in the classroom looked at each other.
They came to Sun Mo's class more out of curiosity and greed for novelty. If this delayed the progress of these major students, it would really not be good.
The students of Black and White Academy were still very reasonable. After packing up their things, they gave up the classroom.
In the entire teaching building, not just this wave, they arranged people holding wooden signs at the entrance to the cafeteria, the entrance to the teaching building, in the corridors, and in front of the large staircase classroom where Sun Mo taught.
This scene caused Sun Mo's popularity to soar again, and he continued to receive favorability points.
Frequently refreshing the screen, Sun Mo had no choice but to ask the system to cut off the prompts.
When Wan Kangcheng came, he saw these signs and wanted Sun Mo to stay more and more.
The class bell rang.
Sun Mo walked into the classroom.
"Good afternoon, classmates and teachers, today we will continue to understand from the essence, what are spiritual patterns?"
Sun Mo got straight to the point.
After explaining the theory that spiritual patterns are a language, Sun Mo took out a one-foot-long metal rod.
"What do you think this is?"
Sun Mo asked.
Whoosh!
Everyone's eyes turned to a big boss in the third row behind the right side of the teacher.
His name is Zhou Qiu, and he is the number one person in the spiritual pattern science of Black and White Academy.
Zhou Qiu looked embarrassed because he didn't know him.
"Luo Liang, what do you think?"
Sun Mo looked at a boy. This was the boy who performed well in the previous class.
Whoosh!
Everyone looked over with envy in their eyes.
This boy was actually remembered by Master Sun?
So good!
Whoosh!
Luo Liang stood up, feeling embarrassed: "Teacher, I..."
"Don't panic, it doesn't matter if you say it wrong!"
Sun Mo comforted him.
"Um!"
Luo Liang took a deep breath and looked at the metal rod, remembering that the last time Sun Mo took out a hair dryer, so this time, it should be something similar.
It must be very practical.
"Heat blower?"
Luo Liang guessed.
"Sit down!"
Sun Mo stopped playing tricks, took out a spiritual stone, and embedded it on a metal rod. Then, the metal rod began to turn red visibly to the naked eye.
The air is heated.
The students in the front row began to feel the heat.
"this……"
The students were stunned.
"Classmate Luo Liang is right, its function is to heat."
Before Sun Mo could even finish his words, there was a huge exclamation.
Practitioners have strong bodies and are immune to cold and heat, so they naturally don't need this thing. However, for ordinary people, heating rods are a thing that greatly improves the quality of life.
Sun Mo has not forgotten the modern winter, which is really freezing to death.
"I actually made a lighting stick!"
Sun Mo took another jade stone.
When embedded in the spirit stone, it emits bright light.
"The only advantage is that even if it falls over, it will not ignite items and cause a fire. However, the cost is too expensive."
Sun Mo sighed.
These days, everyone uses oil lamps. Although they are not bright enough, they save money.
Sun Mo was sighing here, but the people listening to the lecture were dumbfounded and shocked by his invention.
Although they are inconspicuous, they are enough to change lives.
"Master Sun's spiritual pattern science has lit up the world!"
Wan Kangcheng was filled with emotions.
In the following course, Sun Mo began to explain his views on spiritual patterns from a macro perspective.
Even a big shot like Zhou Qiu listened with great interest and felt enlightened.
When the get out of class bell rang, Zhou Qiu wanted to press Sun Mo down on the podium and continue teaching.
"Luo Liang, can you come out for a moment?"
When Sun Mo went out, he shouted.
Everyone immediately cast envious glances at Luo Liang.
No need to ask, this is Sun Mo admiring Luo Liang.
You might want to poach him.
…
"How does it feel?"
When Wan Kangcheng left, he called Zhou Qiu up.
"How bad I am!"
Zhou Qiu sighed, convinced.
"I originally thought he would teach everyone a few of the spiritual patterns he invented, but unexpectedly, he pointed out a direction for everyone."
"Spirit patterns don't have to be high-end, they just need to be able to change the world!"
"What is a master? This is it! One of their ideas can influence the world and benefit thousands of people."
Ding!
Favorability from Zhou Qiu +500, respect (1500/10000).
"Principal Wan, how have you considered letting Sun Mo conquer the black and white game?"
Xie Enhui interjected.
"It's too dangerous. If something happens to Sun Mo, we won't be able to shoulder the responsibility."
Wan Kangcheng shook his head.
"Yes, Song Huigen may not be able to get out, so it's better not to let Sun Mo take the risk."
Zhou Qiu nodded: "If Master Sun dies, the world of Jiuzhou Spiritual Patterns will be like a long night."
Black and White Astrolabe, in addition to the game Sun Mo played, there is also a game only for elite masters, but this game is too dangerous.
Because if you die in the game, you will not be able to wake up in reality and will become a vegetative state.
Even if you don't die, if you stay in the game for a long time, you will lose your memory and become dementia.
Because of this game, the Black and White Academy has killed thousands of geniuses over the past hundreds of years, including more than a hundred geniuses as chiefs alone.
It can be said to be a heavy loss.
"Let me put it bluntly, I don't feel sorry for other people's babies even if they die."
A big boss spoke up: "This broken game can be said to be the inner demon of our school. Don't you hope to see the day when it is cleared?"
"If Sun Mo is really a rare genius, then I think he will succeed."
The high-star famous teachers accompanying him all began to express their opinions, and almost all of them agreed to invite Sun Mo to play the game.
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Dark continent, three floors, and a castle.
Lu Feng stood respectfully behind a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, looking at the chess pieces in front of him.
Several subordinates were dragging a vegetative man out of the jelly-like solution of the chess piece.
"Senior brother seems to be finished!"
Lu Feng pouted.
The middle-aged man walked towards the chess piece with an expressionless face, preparing to enter.
"teacher!"
Lu Feng was startled and quickly stopped him: "You can't do anything, let me do it?"
"Back off!"
The middle-aged man scolded.
"Master, I can do it too."
Huang Meibo volunteered.
"Challenging the unknown is also a kind of fun, and I think that in this game, there will be answers to analyze the world!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he lay down among the chess pieces.
When Lu Feng saw this scene, his eyes were full of admiration.
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At the same time, in a secret base of Dark Dawn, the Lord of Dawn Star was looking at the chess game warehouse in front of him and was distracted.