When we got to the door, we saw a big high-backed chair jumping out from the hands of four people, with the four legs spread out further, walking forward slowly with strange steps that no relatives recognized.
It's just that it can't walk straight, it goes straight to the side, but it can walk back very skillfully.
It is obviously four wooden legs, but they are more flexible than human legs.
The two mahogany carved handrails are still shaking slightly, as if falling apart.
The big chair walked crookedly while looking up at the highest seat.
"Hey, isn't this a brown egg? I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you so free and come to my house?"
Everyone present, including Su ye, was stunned. How dare they call such a powerful sanctuary great magician!
Still, why didn't he say the name, but everyone knew who he was talking about
Guilty, sin, Su ye thought silently.
Su ye secretly looked at Cromwell, who was sitting in the middle of the highest seat.
The red-skinned eggs are redder... No, it's because the master's complexion has turned redder. He smiled helplessly and said, "You people of Plato Academy, you are not worried about me, or you are too worried about this broken chair. Forget it, forget it. Come up."
"Dare you say I'm a broken chair? I... Forget it, today is a formal occasion, I don't talk much..."
The big chair staggered forward, then suddenly turned to look at Carlos and Su ye, and finally turned to Su ye.
"You're that... the little neck? Not bad." After speaking, the big chair bounced and continued to walk towards the high platform.
Su ye rolled his eyes, what kind of nickname is this? Shouldn't this be used to refer to Basaro who was almost strangled? However, if you change the nickname, call it a small rope or a small belt... Forget it, the small neck still sounds comfortable.
The big chair walked to the upper stage, stopped suddenly, and turned to face Ned En.
"Little Bad Water, why didn't you say hello when you saw me? Forgot your previous promise? Call Master, hurry up!"
After speaking, there was a scene that made everyone dumbfounded. The two armrests of the big chair crossed each other above the seat, like a person with arms crossed.
Ned En's face was livid, he gritted his teeth, and said, "I've seen Master Throne."
The big chair couldn't help laughing, its whole body was shaking creakingly, like an old chair being constantly shaken by naughty children.
Su ye reminisced about the teacher's nickname, and thought that although this big chair had no eyes, its eyes were quite poisonous.
"Okay, good! Hahahaha..."
With a cheerful voice, the big chair leapt up, like a light warrior, onto the table of the highest seat, then jumped firmly on the ground, kicked the rest of the chairs away, and stood firmly next to Master Larence.
"You're naked, you're here too? I promise not to talk nonsense today, after all, it's an arbitration meeting. Alright, let's catch up after the meeting."
After speaking, the big chair stood there upright, and the mouth on the back of the chair disappeared.
All eyes were on Lawrence's bald chin.
Larence's face was blank, like a sculpture.
Su ye glanced at the big chair, and made up his mind to stay away from this guy in the future. This time, he nicknamed himself Little Neck, but he might not know what kind of nickname next time.
Some mages sighed in their hearts. It was a good arbitration meeting, but this big chair was ruined. I don't know how many students are holding back their laughter, or their stomachs hurt.
"Since there is no objection, the arbitration will..."
Master Cromwell's voice stopped abruptly.
The entire audience seemed to be shrouded in time still magic.
Su ye and everyone were stunned to see that the big chair came around behind Cromwell at some point, and was gently stroking Cromwell's head with the armrest, touching it back and forth, making people worry about Cromwell What little hair was left of Er was worn off by him.
Like wiping a freshly boiled brown egg.
"So awesome..." Su ye murmured to himself.
This scene was extremely funny, but none of the students dared to laugh.
Endure with all my might.
Is this big chair crazy? Touching the head of a sanctuary master on this occasion
The point is, red lips reappeared on the back of the chair, and they grinned happily.
Cromwell's originally rosy face began to turn black, and he sat stiffly on the seat.
Lawrence lifted the armrest of the big chair with his staff, and said in a low voice, "If you dare to mess around again, I will drive you out!"
The red lips of the big chair disappeared on the back of the chair, obediently returning to their original place.
Master Cromwell took a deep breath and said, "It was an accident just now. If there is another accident, I will exercise my privilege."
He knocked on the floor hard, and the environment changed drastically.
All the previous plants withered quickly, the butterfly elves turned into light powder and fell, and even the rattan chairs were slowly shrinking.
The person without a formal seat hurriedly got up and stood upright again.
The atmosphere at the scene became extremely serious.
Su ye suddenly felt that this was a normal arbitration meeting.
Afterwards, Su ye glanced at Ned En and then at the big chair, as if realizing something.
Cromwell's is still very kind, but his smile has faded a lot.
He glanced at Su ye and Carlos, and said slowly: "First, please ask Carlos, the complainant, to state the facts, how you discovered the 'teaching as learning' technique, and why you complained."
Carlos thanked Cromwell, then spoke impassionedly about how he discovered the effect of teaching as learning a few years ago, how he occasionally taught other students, and how he extracted and sorted out past experiences before graduation, and finally spoke out, Ask the magic council to give him justice and deprive Su ye of his qualifications as a magic apprentice.
Many students were infected by Carlos' words, and they all clenched their fists and glared at Su ye.
Su Ye thought, this is the drama major, and Carlos must have practiced a lot for this day.
After Carlos finished speaking, Cromwell looked at Su Ye and said, "The complainant, Su Ye, please make a statement."
Very few people are keenly aware of the difference in Cromwell's words, one is "statement of facts" and the other is just "statement".
It seems that the difference is not big, but it has a great impact on the audience, especially on neutral people.
Su ye heard the difference immediately, took a deep breath, double-clicked lightly with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, then raised his chest and looked forward.
"Honorable Master Cromwell, honorable two Sanctuary Masters, honorable Throne Masters, teachers..."
Su Ye told the experience of the wise man Feynman with an opening ten times more elegant than Carlos.
Even though Su ye had already said most of the words in the conference hall yesterday, those who heard it still talked about it with gusto.
Because Su ye's story is full of legends, it is also more interesting. Carlos' words, on the other hand, were dry and devoid of detail.
Only a few people noticed that when Su ye mentioned "Master of the Throne", the big chair shook slightly.
Su Ye finished talking about the process of obtaining Feynman's skills again, and finally said: "Please learn from me, master. I believe that all wise masters will definitely find that there is a huge difference between my Feynman's skills and his teaching as learning."
"Oh, why can't I see it?" Cromwell said with a smile.