Every year, the college will conduct a selection of the best colleges to show the general college's praise for each college.
Before the selection of the best academy, the general academy will send one or two judges to enter the academy to understand the overall situation of the academy.
In order to thoroughly understand the situation of the college, the selector will usually stay in the college for about three to five months.
In these months, the selectors can choose one of the classes to teach.
Of course, you can also choose to attend the class.
Generally speaking, the college will arrange the judges to conduct investigations in the middle class.
For example, the second class of high school, the second class of middle school and so on.
After all, if the selectors are allowed to teach in the God's Class, no matter how good the God's Class is, that is a matter of course.
If the judges were asked to teach in the low class, those aptitudes would not be considered very good, and the level of teachers would be a few grades lower than those in the middle and high class, so it would be easy for the judges to laugh at them.
What surprised Ye Qingluo was...
How could the college agree to let the judges come to teach in the class of demons
In front of the teachers and students of the whole school, the Demon Class is a waste class!
A trash student in a trash class, and a crazy wandering ghost master.
When the judges are in the class of demons, are they not afraid of lowering the image of Gao Dashan carefully created by Shangxuan Academy
"Lady Luo, I'm here for you! This Master Mo Zun will stay in the Demon Class to teach in the next few months, you...understand!" You Gui winked his eyes.
If it wasn't for his status as a selector, the wandering ghost who ignored the dean, might respect a little bastard who was younger than him who didn't know how many generations
Ye Qingluo naturally understood that You Gui's respect for Mo Zun was all for the demons.
The purpose of accepting the class confrontation competition eight months later is to let the Demon Class shine in that competition.
Let these teenagers who have been holding back for several years, or even more than ten years of grievances, stand in the light and let their brilliance bloom to their heart's content.
If Mo Zun is willing to help the Demon Class.
For the Demon Class, it is definitely a qualitative leap.
only…
Why, is it him
The lingering sandalwood in her nose and the familiar temperature of a man enveloped her.
Ye Qingluo was quite helpless.
Even if the man changed his face, she could still recognize him at a glance.
Mo Zun—Emperor Mo Xuan.
Ye Qingluo was very curious about how Di Moxuan concealed his identity, sneaked into the General Academy, and even became a judge.
"This... late classmate Ye Qingluo."
Above the head, came the man's reputation of leisurely and clean, vaguely mixed with a faint smile, "Shangxuan Academy has always been famous for its good atmosphere. Students coming to Shangxuan Academy can not only improve their own strength, but also learn a lot about it." The best knowledge, and the principles of life."
He paused: "On the first day I came to the demon class, I met students who were late. Is this... the atmosphere of Shangxuan Academy?"
Ye Qingluo glared at him.
Mo Zun... Di Moxuan raised his long and narrow eyelids slightly, loosened Ye Qingluo's waist, and said to himself: "This student Ye Qingluo who came late, in order to show that I am teaching the class of demons, as a master... I must... Punish you, you can't blame me."
penalty
"Emperor..." Ye Qingluo almost yelled out his name, and reacted quickly, pursing his lips, gnashing his teeth, "Mo! Zun! Husband! Son!"
Di Moxuan lowered his eyes, the smile on his face was as gentle as the wind, but Ye Qingluo could clearly see the teasing interest in his eyes.
Ye Qingluo was so angry that she gritted her teeth secretly, but she couldn't fight back in public to teach her a lesson.
The bastard Emperor Moxuan came to Shangxuan Academy quietly, thinking of how to tease her as soon as they met!
Bad man!