Chapter 1322 The birth of a new famous teacher halo!
"I'm sorry..."
Looking at the golden light shining on the rice paper, not to mention the uneducated person, even the knowledgeable person can only express the shock in his heart by saying "I am."
Sun Mo has written a famous teacher's poem!
What is Famous Teacher Ci?
The emotion of a famous teacher is very strong. After writing this poem, the poem will have the effect of the halo of a famous teacher, which will last forever.
When people read this poem, they will be blessed with the halo of this famous teacher.
This kind of works, without exception, are treasures in the world of famous teachers.
Xu Chunbo's eyes suddenly widened and he walked quickly to the altar table.
"Haha, we will win for sure!"
Gu Xiuxun was overjoyed.
As for reading poetry?
Not urgent!
This is my man's work. I can watch it every night and have sex with Sun Mo at the same time.
Wait, these people should be able to rob, right?
Mei Ziyu and several gourd babies looked at Sun Mo with admiration.
After Zhou Yasheng was shocked, he became deeply depressed. How could he win?
For the first time in his life, he felt a huge sense of powerlessness!
Xu Chunbo read the poem out in a cadence.
Everyone's expressions were shocked by Sun Mo's arrogance.
We are all famous teachers and have good literary literacy. This poem is about Sun Mo comparing himself to a chrysanthemum. When my flower blooms, all the flowers will wither and the fragrance that soars to the sky will surely fill Kyushu.
This means that Sun Mo is confident and proud and will definitely become the leader of the Holy Sect.
The aroma that soars to the sky fills the city. This image suddenly appears, and I also feel a strong sense of oppression.
"The effect of this famous teacher's halo is similar to 'persistence', but compared to it, it has more vigor and heroism!"
Reviewed by Wei Ziyou.
After students are blessed and persevered, they can study continuously for months and ten months, just like being injected with chicken blood, and this poem has an even better effect.
Everyone was talking about this poem. They were impressed by its magnificent artistic conception. They chewed it carefully and filled their mouths with fragrance.
"Hey, Sun Yasheng has performed perfectly in the three games. How can others play with him?"
"I've told you before that I'm a master of calligraphy and painting, so this one is for free!"
"Come on, even if he is a master of both calligraphy and painting, it is impossible for him to have the aura of a famous teacher every time he writes a poem. I can only say that Sun Yasheng is too strong."
Everyone looked at the six sub-sages and felt that they were so miserable. They were hung up and beaten hard.
"Okay, everyone has appreciated Sun Yasheng's famous poems. Who will do it next?"
Xu Chunbo asked.
Chen Zhiming rubbed his teeth and backed down. Others also looked unhappy.
It's no problem to ask them to compose a poem above the standard, but to compare with Sun Mo?
That would be humiliating oneself.
"I abstain!"
Fang Hong gave up decisively.
"I abstain too!"
Gao Ning shrugged his shoulders: "There is no shame in losing to Sun Shuangjue!"
Other Yasheng also expressed their opinions one after another, and all abstained from voting.
Sun Mo won this battle without a fight.
Bang bang bang!
Sun Mo's group of relatives and friends immediately began to applaud. After three games, he performed the best and his position as the leader of the sect was secured.
"Don't worry, I didn't say it would only be three games!"
Xu Chunbo reminded.
"Ah? There's more?"
Qin Yaoguang was depressed.
"This is natural. How can such an important position as goalkeeper be decided in just three games?"
Xu Chunbo rolled his eyes and was about to announce the content of the fourth game, but was interrupted by Bao Dewei.
"Sage, wait a minute!"
After Bao Dewei stopped him, he cupped his fists at Sun Mo.
"Sun Yasheng, Mr. Bao is shameless and wants to ask for a poem!"
Bao Dewei smiled sheepishly: "I'm going home. I can't go home empty-handed, right? Please ask Sun Yasheng to help me!"
hiss!
Everyone understood the subtext of Bao Dewei, and he will not participate in the next competition.
Was this because he was beaten down by Sun Mo?
"It's still unclear who will win. Why should Saint Bao Ya do this?"
Sun Mo asked back.
"Why!"
Bao Dewei shook his head and laughed: "I am a dying old antique. I came to compete for the position of the sect leader just to put pressure on myself and see if it is possible to touch the threshold of a saint. Now it seems that I am just wishful thinking."
Sun Mo was embarrassed when everyone talked about it. He looked at Bao Dewei and thought of a poem.
"Then I will show my shame!"
Sun Mo took up writing again, dipped it in his blood, and wrote a poem on the rice paper that the female secretary had laid out.
Although the turtle has a long life, it still has its time!
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The old man is brave and has great ambitions!
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Fortunately, it is even better to sing songs to express our aspirations!
Bao Dewei was stunned when he saw Sun Mo finish writing. His eyes were blank and his voice was trembling: "She... what's her name?"
""The turtle is long-lived"!"
Sun Mo looked at Bao Dewei: "When a person dies, it's not when he stops breathing, but when he loses his dreams and the courage to fight!"
"Bao Yasheng, don't you think that for our famous teachers, dying in bed is the greatest misfortune?"
After Sun Mo finished speaking, the whole place was silent.
The onlookers in the main hall are all high-star famous teachers, and naturally they are also young. Many of them have given up on progress and have begun to take care of themselves.
Either they were greedy for enjoyment or they were powerless, but now, after seeing Sun Mo's poem, they felt that they were still young and could still fight!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Bao Dewei suddenly laughed, then raised his hand and slapped himself in the face several times.
yes!
So what if I'm about to die of old age?
This is not why I should be discouraged!
Instead, I should use the remaining time in a more meaningful way.
"In his old age, a martyr is full of ambition!"
Bao Dewei murmured: "That's so well said!"
boom!
Golden light suddenly burst out from Bao Dewei's body, and they turned into horses that were thousands of miles away, galloping away into the distance.
Everyone who is affected by the halo thinks that I can fight for another five hundred years!
"Is this...is this the aura of a famous master?"
Ji Xiangdong is envious.
"And it's one that has never appeared before!"
Many people were drooling with envy. When the golden light disappeared, they felt the effect of this famous teacher's halo while looking at Sun Mo eagerly.
If they didn't have enough status and were still in the main hall, they wouldn't dare to make a mistake, otherwise they would immediately surround Sun Mo and ask for poems.
"Thank you, Teacher Sun, for your guidance!"
Bao Dewei bent down and bowed to Sun Mo, a full ninety degrees.
Sun Mo accepted this gift calmly.
Then, everyone raised their hands in unison and congratulated Bao Dewei.
"Congratulations to Yasheng, for realizing the new halo!"
There are many sub-sages in history, but maybe not many left their names, but Bao Dewei suddenly realized a brand-new aura of famous teachers, which is definitely possible.
"Thanks!"
Bao Dewei is very reserved.
After some pleasantries, Xu Chunbo announced that the fourth game would begin.
"It's a coincidence that this fourth scene involves climbing the Holy Mountain, and the location of the Holy Mountain is on the back of a magical turtle."
This time, Xu Chunbo personally took action, and after a quarter of an hour, he brought out a turtle carved from white jade, about the size of a basketball.
Everyone looked at each other, what is this?
"This is a dark secret treasure brought back by the first generation of saints in the dark continent. If you look into the turtle's eyes, your soul will be invested on its back. After that, you will see a ladder to heaven. All you have to do is climb all the way up.
, climb to the top of the holy mountain!”
Xu Chunbo explained.
"This competition has a time limit of seven days. Those who cannot reach the summit by then will be eliminated, and the last person to reach the summit will be eliminated."
Xu Chunbo popular science.
“What if no one reaches the summit?”
Someone asked.
"Then these people are not qualified to inherit the position of sect leader and need to be re-selected!"
Xu Chunbo looked at the kind man and said in a stern tone: "The purpose of my holy sect has always been to prefer lack to excess."
"Everyone, you can start at any time!"
After Xu Chunbo finished speaking, he added another reminder: "In the turtle shell, the flow rate of time is different from that in Kyushu. One day here is seven years inside."
"Ah? Doesn't that mean seven days or forty-nine years? And it's possible that we won't be able to climb to the top of the mountain?"
Everyone was shocked.
After Bao Dewei abstained, another Qian Yasheng also gave up, because even if Sun Mo made a mistake, it would not be his turn. After all, Zhou Yasheng and Fang Hong both performed very well.
So the fourth game is a five-person competition.
Following the method taught by Xu Chunbo, they stared into the eyes of the white jade turtle, and then a shadow flew out from between the eyebrows and landed on the back of the turtle.
"Hey, look, there's someone on the turtle's back."
The five little people are miniature versions of Sun Mo's five people, smaller than Sesame.
Only then did everyone discover that the tiny, invisible horizontal lines on the turtle shell were steps.
"Everyone can leave, you can't see the battle situation here!"
After Xu Chunbo finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged. As a referee, he must always monitor the progress of the game to prevent anyone from cheating and sabotage.
An cares about getting up.
"grandfather!"
An Xinhui was startled: "Don't you want to read it?"
"No need!"
After An Zhengyi finished speaking, he left.
When everyone heard this, they were all impressed. This should be a sign of confidence in Sun Mo!
Only An Hui noticed that An Zai Yi showed a sense of alienation and indifference towards Sun Mo.
"Everyone, I'm taking my leave too!"
Bao Dewei suddenly realized the aura of a new famous teacher and wanted to go back quickly to consolidate his state of mind.
Soon, Bao Dewei returned to the courtyard where he was staying.
As a sub-sage, he could afford such a property, but because he didn't like luxury, he had no one to serve him except an old servant, which made him look a little deserted.
Bao Dewei walked into the study room and was about to record his thoughts when he was suddenly stunned because An Zaiyi was standing in front of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back.
"An Shengren?"
Bao Dewei saluted, but felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Wouldn't it be too rude to enter someone's study without the owner's permission?
But considering Sun Mo's favor, Bao Dewei didn't complain.
"You have no hope of becoming a saint in this life!"
An cares about getting straight to the point.
"what do you mean?"
Bao Dewei was unhappy. Now that he had been enlightened by Sun Mo, it was the moment when his ambition exploded. He couldn't bear to hear such contempt.
"What I mean is that if I keep you, you won't mature, but will rot, so it's better to pick them!"
An Zaiyi turned around and looked at Bao Dewei.
"'It' is very hungry now and needs to eat!"
"who?"
Bao Dewei didn't know what this guy was talking nonsense about.
An cared but was in no mood to explain anything.
After a while, no one was left in the study, only a famous teacher's robe was left, but soon it turned into dust and dissipated in the air.