Zheng Qingfang knew that there were three principals of Zhongzhou Academy. Needless to say, An Anhui was so famous that no one in the entire Jinling City did not know about her. She was of noble character and, like her grandfather, would never let others go through the back door for selfish reasons.
Wang Su is a four-star famous teacher, and he is also known for his perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he is not a perfect talent, he will never be able to catch his eye.
To be honest, Sun Mo graduated from Songyang College.
No matter how he looked at it, Zheng Qingfang didn't think Wang Su would appreciate Sun Mo, so it was impossible to seek a position for him in the school.
So after all the calculations, only Zhang Hanfu is left.
"Uncle Zheng, what are you talking about?"
Sun Mo has a black line on his forehead. Can a handsome guy like me be born to someone like Tudou Zhang? Even if he finds a goddess-level wife, it won't work!
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake."
Zheng Qingfang apologized and smiled sheepishly: "Your painting skills are great and your handwriting is also good. You must be appreciated by An Hui, right?"
In Zheng Qingfang's opinion, Sun Mo is a famous painter who has mastered the art of making flowers with wonderful brushwork, so it is not surprising that he is valued by An Xinhui.
"No, she doesn't know I can draw!"
Sun Mo shook his head. Ever since he drew character illustrations for Journey to the West that day, he hadn't touched a pen. He drew only spirit-gathering patterns every day.
"Forehead!"
Zheng Qingfang was speechless and said to himself, little brother, I have never seen you so incompetent in chatting before. How can I pick up the topic when you answer like this
And if you don’t draw, you are really wasting your resources.
"I'm going to enter the Dark Continent in more than half a month, and I don't have time to write "Journey to the West" for the time being."
Sun Mo told the truth to save Zheng Qingfang from worrying about it.
"What? Are you crazy?"
Zheng Qingfang frowned: "Have you been plotted against?"
"No!"
Sun Mo was puzzled.
"Then why were you assigned to go to the Dark Continent when you just joined the job? Do you know where that place is?"
Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo. He had originally heard that Sun Mo would not write "Journey to the West" and was disappointed. He was about to advise him not to let a sacred book disappear from the light of day when he heard these four words and was immediately shocked.
"Know!"
Sun Mo nodded. That person had also been there, but he only reached the second floor.
Yes, according to all the current information, everyone knows that there are five layers in the Dark Continent, and each layer has different natural laws.
For example, on the first level, the spiritual energy of the Dark Continent is not as stable as the Kyushu of Middle-earth, but is like the tide of the ocean, constantly surging.
This phenomenon also causes the spiritual pressure to be different in various regions.
The so-called spiritual pressure is the pressure generated by spiritual energy. The richer the spiritual energy, the higher the spiritual pressure.
It doesn't matter if you move in a low spiritual pressure zone, but when you reach a high spiritual pressure zone, you have to be careful. If it exceeds a certain value, the body's organs will be squeezed and damaged.
Therefore, if you want to explore ruins and unearth secret treasures in the dark continent, the first thing you must learn is to identify the tide of spiritual pressure and survive.
"I know you're still going? Are you desperate for your life?"
Zheng Qingfang frowned, and as someone who has experienced it, he advised Sun Mo: "What you have to do now is to study hard, increase your teaching strength, then recruit apprentices, start classes, and establish a foothold in Zhongzhou University, instead of venturing into the Dark Continent."
"But my students are going, so I have to follow."
Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.
"What?"
Zheng Qingfang thought he heard wrongly: "Is she the little girl who was with you that day? If I remember correctly, she hasn't succeeded in exercising yet? Did she go to the Dark Continent to die?"
"She's not the only one."
Sun Mo smiled: "It's better to go to the Dark Continent in advance to see her. I will protect her."
"Wait, let me ask you this, how many students do you have?"
Zheng Qingfang asked.
"Six!"
Sun Mo answered truthfully.
"several?"
Zheng Qingfang was also used to seeing big disturbances. When he saw his political opponents being dismissed from office by the emperor and beaten to death by the guards in the court, he didn't even blink an eyelid. But now, he was a little shocked!
"Six!"
Sun Mo stretched out his hand and made a sign of six.
Zheng Qingfang raised his hand and waved it in front of Sun Mo's eyes: "Have you been having a bad life recently and are you hallucinating?"
No wonder Zheng Qingfang didn't believe that becoming a teacher was a major event in a student's life, because after becoming a teacher, if he applied to other teachers, his reputation would be ruined. A slave with a second surname would definitely not be able to take off his hat.
So who wouldn’t be cautious about something like this that happens almost once in a lifetime
It’s not that Zheng Qingfang looks down on Sun Mo, you are just a trainee teacher, right? Well, even if you get hired, how can you possibly get six students
Wait, that's not the point.
"Little brother, I understand your eagerness to become a teacher, but you can't be in a hurry to accept a disciple. Once you accept a disciple, you have to take care of the student as if he were half a child. You can't slack off in any way."
Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, but finally said it: "If you have bad qualifications and bad conduct, you cannot accept it, so you must observe it for a while!"
"I know that I am quite satisfied with my six students."
Sun Mo was very grateful to Zheng Qingfang. After all, a high-ranking official like him had to pay attention to his image. He couldn't say anything that clearly meant to discriminate against poor students, but he said it for Sun Mo.
"you… "
Zheng Qingfang shook his head, very disappointed, but everyone has his own ambitions: "I have a student who has been with me for too long. I want him to go to the Dark Continent to see him. Sun Mo, can you help me take care of him?"
Sun Mo was stunned for a moment, then felt warm in his heart, and clasped his fists towards Zheng Qingfang. He was going to send a master to protect himself and the students.
Mr. Zheng was worried that speaking out directly would make him feel embarrassed, so he said something ironic.
"It doesn't matter if you die, the book "Journey to the West" will be lost."
Zheng Qingfang was originally joking, but after he finished speaking, he quickly vomited a few times, saying that it was really unlucky to die.
"How about I dictate it to you? I really don't want to write it."
How could Sun Mo have time for this
"If you think about it again, this book is selling so well that Jinling paper is now more expensive. In two months, it will be popular throughout the Tang Dynasty. It won't be a problem."
Zheng Qingfang lamented that Sun Mo's book could leave a mark in history.
"hehe!"
Sun Mo was not interested.
"You are really wasting your resources. The incomplete "Journey to the West" is simply the biggest regret in the history of Tang literature."
Zheng Qingfang was extremely disappointed.
"I'm sorry, my ideal is to teach and educate people. Teaching a few good students who become successful and famous is more satisfying to me than writing a hit novel."
Sun Mo apologized.
Hearing this, Zheng Qingfang immediately stood in awe, with a look of shame on his face, and clasped his fists towards Sun Mo: "It's you who should apologize. It's because my vision is too narrow."
Ding!
Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +50, friendly (90/100).
As a scholar and an important minister of the imperial court, Zheng Qingfang knew more about the importance of talents. It can be said that Sun Mo's ideal could not be more lofty.
"Uncle Zheng!"
Sun Mo quickly stepped aside. He couldn't bear this kind of gift.
"Since I can't see you writing half of it, why don't you just dictate it and let me enjoy it?"
Zheng Qingfang immediately transformed into a giraffe waiting for food and looked at Sun Mo eagerly.
"good!"
Sun Mo began to dictate the plot.
Zheng Qingfang was mesmerized by what he heard. It was so amazing that the four masters and apprentices accidentally drank water from the Zimu River and became pregnant. He was immediately stunned.
Is there such an operation
Then there was Tang Sanzang's love for his daughter's kingdom. Zheng Qingfang immediately sighed after hearing that Sanzang was in love with his daughter and the king was so infatuated that he would never marry.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have finished massaging ten people and completed the task. You will be rewarded with a black iron treasure chest."
The system prompt sounded suddenly.
“…”
Sun Mo was speechless. Didn't you delay for too long? He figured that he would stay with Mr. Zheng today, so he opened the treasure chest.
After the flash of light, there was nothing.
“Sorry you’re out of luck, please come back next time!”
After the system finished speaking, he couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing. I've seen a lot of unlucky people, but you, a non-chief who is so cunning, are really rare.
“…”
Sun Mo wants to beat someone. I know I am a non-chief, but do I want to beat him so completely? You are the dark soil, why don't you give me a small amount
Hearing the ridicule from the system, Sun Mo was about to spit back three consecutive blows when Mr. Zheng next to him suddenly made a plop and fell to the ground.
"Uncle Zheng?"
Sun Mo was startled and quickly reached out to feel his pulse.
"master!"
The moment Zheng Qingfang fell, seven burly men with panicked expressions rushed out from the woods nearby.
"Quick, clear the way!"
The big man at the head ran the fastest and was about to carry Zheng Qingfang on his back.
"no!"
Sun Mo grabbed the big man's hand.
"Let go. If you delay my treatment, your whole family will have their heads chopped off to make amends."
The big man roared.
"A blood vessel in his mind has been broken. Even if you carry him on your back and run for only a minute, the bumps will be enough to make him burst more blood vessels and die."
Sun Mo said, putting his hands on Zheng Qingfang's head and using the blood-activating technique.
"ah!"
Zheng Qingfang, who had turned pale and fell into coma, suddenly screamed, and his facial features were twisted into a ball of pain.
"what are you doing?"
The big men were frightened and angry, and drew their swords at each other.
"If you don't want him to die, just shut up!"
Sun Mo roared.
When the students passing by saw this scene, they immediately ran over. When they found out that Sun Mo was being attacked, they immediately started shouting.
"Teacher Sun is in danger!"
The students were not afraid of these menacing men, but stood in front of Sun Mo.
"Go away, you are seeking death!"
Sun Mo shouted at the students. He was really worried that these guards were too nervous and would draw their swords to kill them.
"This is an old habit of our master. Don't act recklessly, otherwise someone will die!"
"Where's the doctor in your school? Go and call him!"
"Go and call your principal!"
the guards shouted.
"I told you to shut up, can't you fucking understand people?"
Sun Mo was annoyed: "Don't distract me!"
This kind of cerebral hemorrhage, even in modern times, as long as the first aid is not timely, even if the patient can save his life, he will either suffer from dementia or hemiplegia.
Sun Mo's blood rejuvenation technique is only at the professional level. Without the help of the philosophical guy Magic Lamp Ghost, he can only go all out: "Go tell Principal An!"