The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

Tianzi No. 7 Forge was specially built in a sparsely populated area.

There is no training hall or teaching building within five kilometers of the surrounding area, and the number of people passing by is naturally very small.

So, beside the empty road, three men, two tall, one short, two thin and one strong, remained silent.

Danmuir and Si Kongwei were actually very curious.

What kind of spirit has this man who holds a teaching assistant badge at such a young age contracted with?

But they also caught Ye Han Jun Ruo Ruo Wu's attitude of not wanting to answer.

Due to the friction they had last time, neither of them was embarrassed to let go and continued to stare at him and ask questions.

It's eight o'clock, why hasn't the butcher come yet?

There is a bell tower not far away, and the pendulum above makes a dull sound, exactly eight times.

Ye Hanjun waited patiently for another minute, but still didn't see the man who was crazy about the weapon. He broke the silence at the right time and looked at the two of them in confusion.

It shouldn't be. Denmore frowned with thick thick eyebrows, No matter how good the butcher is, he will usually arrive at the right time...

Is there something that might be delayed? Sikong Wei speculated:

As you know, he wants to solicit investment for a new forging platform, and he has been visiting relatives and friends these days.

Just wait patiently. The butcher is a bit grumpy, but what he promises will usually be completed from beginning to end...

After hearing such an answer, Ye Hanjun said no more.

With nothing to do, his eyes were fixed on the hyena grinding its claws under the shade of the tree, ignoring the latter's cold and alert little eyes.

The body structure of a hyena is reflected in the mind.

How to dissect to get complete fur, which blood vessels will spurt out a lot of blood when cut, where the meat is chewier, where the meat is particularly fatty and unpalatable...

I reviewed it over and over again ten times.

Squeak!()

Of course the hyena had no idea what this strange human was thinking.

But it just felt cold on the neck and uncomfortable everywhere.

When he bared his teeth and tried to intimidate, Ye Hanjun shook his head, stopped paying attention to it, and asked again:

It's eight-fifteen.

You said class starts at 8:30, and with only fifteen minutes left, I'm afraid you won't even be able to make it in time, right?

This is unreasonable...

Sikong Wei and Dan Muer looked at each other.

What happened to the butcher?

Could it be that in order to attract investment, he was stayed overnight by those old peach blossoms who were greedy for his male sex?

Indeed...the tastes of those old peach blossoms are notoriously unique.

I just like old men like Butcher who are very old and have a very strong figure...

Sikong Wei and Dan Muer had straight faces and kept communicating with their eyes.

They did not dare to spread gossip about the butcher in front of Lord Ye Han.

Random speculation cannot be taken seriously.

Just when Ye Hanjun was speechless for a while, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and a blue carriage came speeding towards him.

Drive! Drive! Drive!

Uu——

The cart was pulled by a blue lion. Four thick lion paws stamped on the ground and ran wildly. The blue lion fur fell back like wheat waves at a very fast speed.

He's the butcher's personal coachman!

Sikong Wei stood upright, thinking that Tu Long was coming, and was ready to go up to greet him.

Unexpectedly, the driver on the back of the Blue Lion shouted in a panic:

Guys, the butcher can't come today!

He asked me to bring you a message. The general meaning is that he has urgent business and has to travel far this morning. It may take several days to come back.

Ah? Denmore glared, What about that class? The students are probably all here, just waiting for him to attend.

If you release a group of students, you will be resentful and will be complained...

Uh... Coachman Hu Kanglin paused for a moment, then immediately recounted Tu Long's original words:

Master Tu said that he has given you full authority to teach today's course, allowing you to take over as substitute teacher!

He hopes that the three of you will do it together. He doesn't ask for rave reviews, but wants to achieve nothing and don't lose his face!

Teaching instead?

Ye Hanjun's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this word.

There are tens of thousands of students in Canghai Pavilion, of which 90% are in the lower grades and 10% are in the upper grades. The limit of determination is whether the authority is promoted to the second level.

In the early days of the establishment of the school, in order to avoid confusion between basic courses and advanced courses, and to prevent the upper grades from bullying the lower grades with greater strength and destroying the growth environment of the lower grades, they deliberately divided the North Campus and the South Campus. district.

In non-group events or major activities, casual contact between the two parties is not allowed, and violators will be punished accordingly.

The same goes for teaching assistants and formal mentors.

Perhaps most of them can accommodate the teaching tasks of both sides, but the hospital still requires them to clearly divide the work.

For example, Tulong, Danmuer, and Sikongwei are divided into the North Campus.

The students I have been teaching are either new disciples who are less than a year old, or junior students who have been on the road to controlling spirits for one to five years and are still hovering at the first level.

As for the substitute teaching mentioned by Hu Kanglin.

From Ye Hanjun's point of view, this is a very interesting thing.

Some teaching assistants often have their own unique features in terms of knowledge reserves in specific fields, growth in authority, and spiritual cultivation.

Due to their status, they do not have the qualifications to teach independently.

Only if you gain the trust of the relevant tutors and are personally endorsed by the relevant tutors.

When tutors are unavailable and unavailable, they have the opportunity to face students directly and complete a class independently from start to finish.

Butcher...

...You're actually willing to let us teach instead?

Si Kongwei and Danmuir spent several seconds digesting the information.

One opened his mouth in disbelief, while the other stared with bull's eyes and breathed heavily.

They have been following Tu Long for almost two years.

Tu Long was obsessed with forging, even if he didn't like to come into contact with the students, he thought they were troublesome and noisy.

If it was his turn to start a class, he would do so in no uncertain terms and he would always do it himself.

At most, Sikong Wei and Dan Muer, who were assisting him as his deputies, could naturally guess what he was thinking.

He was afraid that the two of them were not academically good and would simply mislead students.

Even if the harm involved is insignificant, he will not be opportunistic on this point.

So - Tulong himself teaches the class every time!

Since taking up the position of teaching assistants, Sikong Wei and Dan Moore have never been given the right to substitute teachers.

They never expected that on this ordinary morning, this sudden mission would hit their heads?

Ah! I almost forgot!

Hu Kanglin looked left and right, and his eyes finally focused on Lord Ye Han:

So unfamiliar, you must be the new Assistant Coach Han, right?

The butcher also said that he hopes you can help take care of it. He feels more at ease with you here.

...

Ye Hanjun glanced at the side and remained calm.

Sure enough, the expectation, or excitement, that had just emerged on Sikong Wei and Dan Muer's face instantly solidified on their faces.

They followed Tu Long for such a long time.

And he is also a second-level favored master.

When people reach middle age, they experience far more things than students.

In the end, it was actually because of Lord Han?

Because this 20-year-old newcomer, who had just obtained the status of a teaching assistant a few days ago, had set a precedent and was willing to grant the right to substitute teach?

Sikong Wei and Dan Muer looked at each other, both of them felt uncomfortable.

The scene of Mr. Han swimming upstream a few days ago to stop the explosion of the furnace by himself is indeed vivid in his mind.

But this feeling of being surpassed and having the weight of one's heart suddenly changed by the butcher is indeed difficult to accept.

I know, I'll try my best.

Ye Hanjun smiled indifferently and didn't care much.

However - Division Master and Alchemist, one of you should take charge of the class.

I'm new here. I don't know much about the class process. Instead of blindly messing around, I might as well be your deputy.

If there is a problem, we will discuss it together. How about this plan?

Danmuir was impatient and decided after a little thought:

No matter what happens, we'll discuss the details after we get in the car.

It's getting late, students should wait impatiently.

It would be really troublesome if there were really a lot of complaints!

Ye Hanjun nodded slightly, followed Dan Muer and Sikong Wei, and got into the carriage third.

Roar!

The blue lion roared, activated the skill Stomp, and suddenly launched into action.

We can go faster by taking the road less traveled by!

Hu Kanglin also had a sense of urgency, stretched out his hand to summon an energy whip, and slapped the blue lion on the butt.

oh!!

The blue lion roared in pain and comfort, its muscles bulged upwards a little, and its running speed increased again in a short moment.

This gorgeous beast with blue hair is also quite astonishing in its flexibility.

It charges forward in a straight line, and drags the car to drift when it turns a corner. The wind is so fast that the dust and smoke rise into the sky.

We're here, get down quickly!

At 8:45, the vehicle suddenly stopped.

Since hyenas and torch monkeys cannot be said to be riding on holy spirits either.

The three men were all running wildly, rushing towards a low snowflake-shaped building.

Huh...it's really terrible.

Not only was Lord Ye Han the slowest runner, he would also cough up blood while running.

Denmore, who was muscular, immediately suggested carrying him on his back, thinking that this would shorten the time.

Ye Hanjun refused.

He had already sensed a large area of ​​concentrated soul fluctuations, and he thought that was where the classroom was.

Enter the main entrance, run forward to the right for 16 seconds, and the shining corridor made of crystal comes into view.

In the thick crowd, the noisy voices suddenly stopped.

A pair of human eyes carrying a connotation of scrutiny, and a pair of wild beast eyes full of vigilance, firmly locked on the three people who stopped one after another.

Assistant Dan, are you late...

Some of us came before eight o'clock. The flowers in the courtyard are almost withering. We finally waited for you...

A female student holding a moon cat was squatting on the ground, holding a handful of flower petals in her hand, counting odd and even numbers in a bored manner.

Seeing the leader Dunmuir, she showed an expression of relief and stood up slowly.

And that resentful tone immediately resonated with countless people.