Wang Fu fell into a deep sleep, and the disciples of Erjiantang formed their own teams to cast spells and practice.
There are a few roommates in Tu University who know their own affairs. A group of novices may be able to make progress. If they don't overestimate their abilities and bring Wang Fu here, they are deliberately seeking abuse.
Therefore, no one disturbs Wang Fu and creates a quiet environment for him.
By coincidence, Ding Zhangdian was taking a walk that day and accidentally came near Erjian Hall. He heard a noisy sound and his heart moved.
"I remember, Lu Laosan was out, why is his class still so lively?"
The fair-skinned young man following Ding Zhangdian smiled slightly, a bit shy, "Master, maybe those juniors are eager to make progress and are practicing hard."
"That's all, from the crooked melons and cracked jujubes in these years, I can't pick even one that's a bit neat."
Ding Zhangdian shook his head, but heard a burst of noise, "It's done, it's done!"
But it was a senior brother in the courtyard who broke through the bottleneck with a strong wind spell and released a whirlwind, uprooting trees as thick as an arm and flying high into the air.
"snort?"
Ding Zhangdian was a little dissatisfied. It was so powerful that it swelled like this.
Seeing this, the fair-skinned young man guessed what Ding Zhangdian was thinking and suggested, "Master, why don't you go over and take a look!"
Ding Zhangdian seemed to be moving and nodded, "Don't alarm them!"
After that, the fair-skinned young man took the initiative to cast the spell, "There is no dust, no shadow, everything is pure."
A barrier instantly covered the two of them. When they walked to the courtyard of Nigendo, no one could see them despite the large number of people.
"Um!"
Seeing the hard work of the disciples in the courtyard, Ding Zhangdian's expression softened and he nodded slightly.
When the fair-skinned young man saw this, he knew that the master's anger had subsided. It was true that these disciples performed well and practiced so hard without supervision. Even if their qualifications were not good, there was hope that hard work could make up for their shortcomings.
"Although Lu Laosan is impatient, he still has two tools to teach his disciples."
Ding Zhangdian glanced around and suddenly stopped at the scene. Among the many busy figures, a certain person stood out, lying on the table and snoring.
Then, his complexion quickly deteriorated.
"Who is that person?"
When the fair-skinned young man saw Wang Fu, he instantly understood, "When winter came last year, you brought back a new person from the dining hall and handed him over to Erjian Hall. This is the person."
Ding Zhang Palace was busy with everything, so how could he miss a mere disciple? He was furious after being reminded of this.
"Mud can't hold up a wall!"
He flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, and the fair-skinned young man hurriedly chased after him.
Several disciples who were close by suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing by, and looked at each other in confusion, "It seemed like something had passed by just now."
"What did you see?"
"No, it's just a strange wind on the ground."
In the hall, Wang Fu was still sleeping, but he didn't know that he was facing a huge crisis.
If Ding Zhangdian is angry, he can be expelled from Yunyang Temple with just a casual word, and no one can save him.
However, at this moment, Wang Fu knew nothing and was still snoring.
…
In the afternoon, Wang Fu finally gathered enough energy and planned to go back to sleep.
However, things backfired.
"I heard that you taught in place of Lu Laosan, and your lectures were very impressive?"
Teacher Qi Wu successfully condensed the meaning of this sentence into three sentences, no more than ten words.
Wang Fu was stunned, and then concluded, "It's not teaching, it's just a group of classmates communicating in private and learning from each other."
However, Qi Wu's teacher would not be deceived, so he pointed at Wang Fu.
"You speak and I listen!"
Teacher Qi Wu retreated to a corner, as if he had turned into a part of the wall.
Wang Fu was pushed forward by him and looked at a bunch of curious eyes, feeling very embarrassed.
In the morning, Professor Lu was away, so he had to rush to put the duck on the shelf, but now it is different!
Wang Fu looked at Professor Qi Wu, who was obviously determined and would not say another word.
"Today is the dust-removing talisman!"
Professor Qi Wu did not give up completely and asked Wang Fu to take a look at the 'lesson plan'. Today we are talking about the 'Chen Chen Talisman'.
This charm is used to drive away flying dust in the house and keep it clean.
so far so good!
Wang Fu was relieved when he saw that it was the Chuchen Talisman. He didn't have any super powers and could handle one or two.
"My fellow disciples, Professor Qi Wu thinks highly of me, and allows me to discuss with you the drawing and practice of this dust-removing talisman. Next, I will tell you my own opinions..."
"Let me show you how this talisman is drawn..."
When Wang Fu wrote, he kept explaining in his mouth, and he did not miss out the profound meaning of every detail.
"Summarized as follows……"
A intact dust-removing talisman was placed on the table. Wang Fu handed it to the senior brothers in the front row and asked them to pass it to each other.
"It's amazing, that's what it is!"
As soon as someone slapped his head, he would grind up the cinnabar on the spot, and his pen would fly rapidly.
People have different qualifications, and there are differences in the strength and weakness of their accumulation. Some disciples hold the runes and meditate hard, recalling the key points explained by Wang Fu.
"Hurry up, everyone is waiting?"
The people behind me were anxious, and they finally had examples, but they were still unable to start watching them.
"I ignored it, please write a few more!"
Wang Fu started writing naturally, and after a few strokes, three more dust-removing talismans were formed, and they were passed on one after another.
Out of the corner, at the corner of Professor Qi Wu's mouth, a smile flashed fleetingly at a moment when no one was paying attention.
…
"I gained so much today. I never thought that drawing talismans could be so easy!"
At the end of the evening class, disciples walked out of Erjian Hall one after another, and those who were familiar with each other went back together.
On the way, many students came to their senses and took two classes in the morning and evening, and gained a lot from it.
Especially for the drawing of talisman in the afternoon, Qi Wu let the teacher go and let Wang Fulai teach, and the efficiency was huge.
The teaching methods of the two are different.
Professor Qi Wu is at the master level, has a high vision and a deep foundation, but he ignores the qualifications of the disciples in front of him.
As for Wang Fu, after all, he came from that stage and knew that students' qualifications vary from good to bad, and the difference between the so-called poor students and the top students almost exceeds the boundaries of different species.
Therefore, when teaching runes, you might as well simplify the complex ones.
Wang Fu's secret is to "draw red and copy". That's how Tian Yingzhang and Pang Zhonghua's copybooks found their way onto the desks of thousands of students.
If the disciples cannot understand the essence of the runes, they can simply imitate them and grasp them in their hands. It is better than wasting time and gaining nothing.
Therefore, without the need for punishment with a ruler, the disciples found it much easier. They compared the dust-removing talisman given by Wang Fu and copied it one by one.
"I see!"
Professor Qi Wu didn't say a word, but he recognized Wang Fu's approach in his heart.
Elites have an elite training model, but for large-scale teaching, the difficulty still needs to be appropriately reduced.
He originally asked Wang Fu to take over the class with the intention of not suffering a loss, but he did not expect an unexpected surprise.
Professor Qi Wu felt that the burden on his shoulders could be relaxed a little. Without Wang Fu as his assistant, the teaching would be better than that of himself.
In particular, Wang Fu was taught by him and passed on to other disciples. This can be called "passing on skills from a generation teacher" and is a recognized training model.