Start From Cultivation University

"Starting from Xiuxian University ()"

Hearing this, the group of people hurriedly turned their heads to look at the back row, and saw the senior named Xiao Youyu Guozhen sitting in the last row of seats, resting his chin in one hand and spinning an ink pen in the other, facing him. Looking at the homework yellow paper full of symbols in front of him, he was meditating.

"I know, I know, he is that Senior Xiao, right?" Someone lowered his voice immediately, "I heard that the National Research Institute is scrambling to get him, and this kind of big guy actually came to work as a teaching assistant for Teacher Wei?"

"There is no way. After the sophomore students' majors are separated, there will be no general education courses. If you want to get credits, you must either take courses from other majors, or go out to practice, or work as a teaching assistant for the teacher of your major to help answer questions... Being a teaching assistant can The points you get are the most stable, and the bosses have to graduate first."

"The literati bend their waists for three buckets of rice, and the gods of learning break their eyebrows for three credits..."

"Shh, stop talking, 'Teacher Wei' is here, listen to the class first..."

Hearing the conversation of the students, Chu Yunyi stopped the pen in his hand, looked up the podium, and sure enough, he saw a figure who looked like Wei Ze walk into the classroom, stood on the podium slowly, and then spread out the lesson plans.

Following his arrival, the more than a hundred freshmen students below all became nervous, and hurriedly picked up their pens in their notebooks, focusing their attention, for fear of missing a word.

"...According to the teaching assistant's feedback, everyone digested the golden amulet in the last class well." "Wei Ze" on the stage cleared his throat, turned around and drew a few symbols on the blackboard, "So, this class Let's start with the content related to wood. Wood is like grass and trees. The so-called "creatures of the world, each category is shaped, but the wood is flourishing, divided into four seasons and flourishing"..."

Under the control of the voice transmission technique, the voice flows evenly to every corner of the classroom, ensuring that the students sitting in the front and rear can hear exactly the same loudness. Everyone in the room raised their eyes, staring at "Wei Ze" on the stage with thirsty eyes, and the rustle of notes was endless.

Compared with the first batch of students, this batch of freshmen already knew the existence of spiritual recovery before entering the school, and then they got the opportunity to sit here by relying on many screenings and one-in-a-million luck. Someone doesn't give it their all. The earnestness in studying is even worse than that of the first class.

Similar scenes were staged simultaneously in six classrooms in the building. And in one of the classrooms, the real Wei Ze was standing on the podium, watching the prompts and refreshing them crazily while speaking.

[Student [Luo Yijie] has deepened her understanding of spell knowledge, spiritual power +1]

[Student [Pan Lei] has a deeper understanding of spell knowledge, spiritual power +1]

[Student [Qian Lifeng] has deepened his understanding of spell knowledge, spiritual power +1]

【…】

The spiritual power points of the students in the six classes were provided at the same time. In this way, even if the spiritual power used by Wang Huapi to cast the spell was deducted, a class could still receive 100 to 150 points of spiritual power. Combining the six classes, the income of one class is equivalent to three days of the previous school year.

After finishing the calculation in his mind, Wei Ze closed the panel happily, checked that the time was about the same, and announced the end of the class, after which it was time for Q\u0026A after class.

His time card was very accurate, the moment the get out of class was announced, the bell rang at the same time. The moment the bell rang, all the students in the class in front of him raised their heads and stared nervously at his figure.

The ones who taught them before were all double paper figurines, and they were not sure who was standing on the stage now. A few seconds passed, and seeing that Wei Ze didn't disappear immediately, the freshmen in this class knew that they had drawn a "true teacher" today. Wei Ze was surrounded in the middle.

"Teacher Wei, take a look at my homework..."

"Teacher, there is one thing I want to ask about the golden line symbol you talked about in the last class..."

"Teacher, I came first!"

It's still a familiar recipe or a familiar taste, but this time the number of people I've faced has increased to more than a hundred. Wei Ze also expressed his helplessness about this, and could only wave his hands as usual: "Come one by one,

Don't worry, I will answer it, if you really can't do it, you can go to the assistant teacher Bai Zhi at the back..."

No matter how much spiritual power you get, you still have to teach this lesson by yourself... He sighed inwardly. That's right, no matter what, this is the teacher's job, and everything else is false.

...

At the same time, except for the class where Wei Ze's real body was, other classrooms were showing a different scene.

The moment the get out of class bell rang, "Wei Ze" on the podium instantly evaporated a strange white smoke, and under the gaze of the students in the audience, his figure disappeared out of thin air in this mist—in fact , It was that figure that instantly turned into a piece of paper with strange symbols drawn on it, spontaneously ignited in the smoke without fire, and turned into blue smoke and dispersed.

As soon as this scene happened, the freshmen knew that they didn't get a good card again today, and they immediately rolled out of the seats with a sound of regret.

But this was not the first time they had met. The students who wanted to answer questions still got up from their seats, but instead of rushing to the podium, they walked to the last row where Xiao Youyu was. When the teacher was not there, the teaching assistants were responsible for the basic question-answering work.

Xiao Youyu, who was still concentrating on his homework, also raised his head at this moment. In just a few seconds, the group of freshmen had already formed a long line in front of him.

The first freshman spread out his notebook in front of him, and pointed to one of them: "Senior Xiao, what is the way to deal with this connection? I don't quite understand..."

Xiao Youyu glanced at it, picked up a pen and drew a line on it: "The whole is a wooden line, with a double hook on the top and a fork on the bottom. You only need to draw a stroke in the middle. Obviously, it should be connected with a well..."

The freshman was taken aback when he heard that: "Why is it Tic Tac Toe?"

Xiao Youyu was also taken aback: "Is there any reason for this?"

"..."

The first question-answering freshman retreated with a twitch of his mouth, and the second person hurried up and put the homework in front of him.

"Senior senior, my basic formation is always unable to connect with the spiritual power of the formation eye. I have tried several times. How did you solve this problem?"

Xiao Youyu scratched his head: "I have never encountered such a problem..."

"..."

The second person withdrew his homework in disgrace, and ran to the next class to find other teaching assistants. But this did not prevent the third person from continuing to move forward.

"Senior, I have almost learned everything else, but I still don't quite understand the 'Decree' and 'Lei Ling' under this basic composition... What is the difference between these two?"

"They are all for pointing purposes, and there is not much difference. You can choose to use them according to different usage scenarios."

"Then... how do you choose?"

"Look at the feeling."

"..."

The similar conversation was repeated more than ten times. Seeing the students in front of the queue leave one by one with their homework, it was finally Chu Yunyi's turn to be the last one.