Chapter 832 Without Teacher Sun's lectures, I'm going to die!
This is the signal for get out of class to end.
"Well, that's it for today's lesson."
After Sun Mo finished speaking, there were huge sighs, complaints, and surprises in the class.
"Why is this lesson so fast? Did you blow the wrong horn?"
"Teacher, can you talk for a little longer?"
"Yes, I'm just hearing something wonderful. If you don't finish it, how will you survive the whole day and night?"
The students were noisy.
"The classroom will be given over to students in the next class."
Sun Mo shook his head and signaled that he could not drag him down.
A class given by a famous teacher is usually fifty minutes long, with two consecutive sessions and a ten-minute break in between.
If there is no one in the next class in another classroom, it doesn't matter if Sun Mo talks for a while longer, but this is a large staircase classroom.
Those who are qualified to use this level of classrooms are all high-star famous teachers, so students basically come to occupy seats early in order to attend classes.
Sun Mo left.
When the students saw this scene, they quickly stood up and bowed.
This is all a spontaneous act.
"Without Teacher Sun's class, I would die!"
Mengtuo, who was in seventh grade, wailed and lay on the table, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"This trainee teacher teaches really well."
A bald famous teacher couldn't help but sigh.
"yes!"
Someone started to challenge him. He originally wanted to find trouble, but unknowingly, Sun Mo's course attracted all his attention and he forgot to ask questions.
"By the way, did you take notes? Let me copy them. I didn't bring a pen today."
The bald master asked.
"Are you a teacher? You don't have a pen?"
Someone joked.
"Well!"
The bald famous teacher said to himself, I didn't want to attend the class at first. I was prepared to cause trouble, but who knew it would turn out like this?
Ah Rishan was silent. He actually wanted to ask questions midway, but the content of Sun Mo's lecture had such a great impact on him that he didn't understand some of it, so he didn't dare to ask at all.
After all, if you want to make things difficult for others, you will have to do it yourself, right?
If not, wouldn’t it be a question of asking for advice?
"According to Teacher Sun's theory, the main structure of the spirit pattern should have several formulas. If you know it, wouldn't you be able to apply it and construct the spirit pattern yourself?"
Analysis by a famous bald teacher.
Everyone was silent and deep in thought. They didn't dare to say anything because they didn't understand.
"Oh, what are you thinking about? Just ask Teacher Sun?"
"Yes, let's go together!"
There were many famous teachers among them who planned to cause trouble to Sun Mo, but now, they had long forgotten this matter and turned to asking for advice humbly.
Ah Rishan endured it, but couldn't hold it back and followed him. After all, he was also curious.
Wan Yanmei looked at these famous teachers with a calm look in her eyes, with a touch of contempt. She couldn't even understand this kind of content. They were really useless.
And this Sun Mo, we should do our best to keep him.
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During lunch time, Jiang Ji ate with a boy. While eating, he explained to him the techniques of the exercises he practiced.
"Tai Xu Gong focuses on the word 'deception', which is both false and real, and unpredictable."
Halfway through Jiang Ji's words, Liu Zongyuan arrived.
"Old Jiang, have you heard?"
Liu Zongyuan took a sip of noodles and revealed in a serious manner: "Sun Mo has moved to a large staircase classroom, and among the people attending the class, there are dozens of famous teachers."
Jiang Ji's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly lost his mood of teaching students.
"You have to work harder. If you continue like this, you will be number one on the division hero list and you will not be guaranteed for the rest of the year."
Liu Zongyuan whispered softly.
"You don't have to worry!"
Jiang Ji stood up and left the table.
Desperate?
In some cases, because he was given three months, he could not guarantee that the number of students attending the class would be full, because this was at Fulong College.
The students all take courses from powerful and famous teachers, and the little ink they have is not enough for them.
If he were transferred to a prestigious D-level school, Jiang Ji would still dare to compete.
But Sun Mo did it in Fulong.
"But I won't give up. If I'm not good at giving lectures, then I'll have to teach students."
Jiang Ji has already found a few good young talents. As long as they shine at the Autumn Hunting Festival, he will become famous.
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In the next week, Sun Mo's life entered a fixed cycle.
Morning exercise, teach Xian Yuwei, attend two classes, then go to the library to study for half an hour, read some classics, and then go to the practice room to give Xian Yuwei massage, sparring, and point out mistakes in practice.
Sun Mo's popularity is rising rapidly.
Especially between students and teachers who specialize in spiritual patterns.
A quasi-grandmaster teaches, and no one who hears it is allowed to take a look.
At first, some people questioned the authenticity of Sun Mo's original spiritual pattern. After all, it might have been plagiarized from the classics found in the dark ruins, but gradually, no one doubted it.
Because spiritual patterns can be copied, but knowledge cannot be faked.
The content of Sun Mo's lectures was so high-end that even some senior students found it difficult to listen to. Wan Yanmei attended every class, which indirectly increased Sun Mo's popularity.
This princess of the Kingdom of Jin is beautiful and arrogant, and she is extremely talented in the study of spiritual patterns. However, she even came to attend Sun Mo's class without fail, which shows how outstanding Sun Mo is.
In the early morning, the sun was shining brightly, shining into classroom 302.
Several girls entered the classroom, took one look, and became depressed.
"Why are there so many people?"
"Forget it, let's go next door and wait!"
"Can't I choose another classroom for self-study?"
The girls complained, but when they came over again after seven o'clock, they found that not only were there many people, but some people had gathered outside the corridor.
"By God, aren't these people all planning to take Teacher Sun's class later?"
Several girls were shocked.
"These beauties, if they want to attend Sun Mo's class, they have to come at least two hours in advance."
A boy took the opportunity to strike up a conversation.
"Two hours?"
Several girls exclaimed: "Isn't that too exaggerated? Isn't he just a trainee teacher?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, many people stared at him with dissatisfied eyes, and some even directly yelled at him.
"Please speak with some respect. What does 'no' mean?"
"What's wrong with the trainee teacher? There is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. Haven't you heard?"
"It's only a matter of minutes if Teacher Sun wants to become a full-time official? How blind do the school leaders have to be to let him go?"
Listening to the students' discussion, several girls were frightened, and then they discovered that there were many famous teachers sitting in the classroom.
One, two, three...
"Gods above, there are thirty-five of them!"
They saw that the school badge on the chest of one of the famous teachers actually had six stars. Even famous teachers of this level came to listen to Sun Mo's class...
"Who is that trainee teacher?"
Ding!
Congratulations, your favorability total is +2108.
Listening to the system prompts, Sun Mo was satisfied. The hard work had been paid, and it was time to reap the rewards.
It would be great if, in addition to the title of chief, Murong Mingyue could be brought back when he leaves.
So after class, Sun Mo visited Murong again, that woman as cold as the moon.