Chapter 401: C-shaped nine

Shen Tuo added another sentence: "Every year, the college will hold a big ratio to replace the list of the Linghai Gold List, but the rankings on it will rarely change, almost all of them are elite in the Taowuyuan. Occupied."
Lin thought for a moment, this is also normal, the students in the Qianlong Academy, of course, can not compare with the elite in the Taowu hospital.
As for the students in the Zhenwu Bianyuan, each of them has a hole in the heavens, and it has already gone beyond the scope of the Linghai, and they are not qualified to participate anymore.
"In my current capacity, can I participate in this ratio?"
Lin Xun suddenly asked.
Shen Tuoyi said: "Of course."
He only remembered that Lin Xun had defeated the flower in a single month, and the flower was worry-free. It was a student in the Daowuyuan!
In this way, it is only because of Lin’s current combat power that it seems... can you compete for the ranking on the Linghai Gold List?
Thinking of this, even Shen Tuo's heart can not help but secretly sneak a metamorphosis, has shown such a enchanting talent in the spirit of the line, but this forest is found in the martial arts practice, it seems that it is not too much, it is also amazing.
These enchanting, looking at the entire Qinglu Academy, can not find out how many!
"Go."
Shen Tuo continued with Lin Xun.
It didn't take long for us to enter an ancient tree towering, in front of the buildings of the grassy rafts, those buildings are all ancient and incomparable, marking the traces of the years.
In the morning sun, there is a taste of quiet and solemn.
Here is the Lingwen Courtyard.
Shen Tuo first took Lin to find one of the buildings. It is a place for teaching and living.
In order to retain Lin Xun, the Qinglu College obviously spent a lot of thoughts and arranged for Lin Xun’s residence. It is a quite spacious room. The rooms are elegantly decorated, with unique ingenuity and all kinds of things.
In the room, three sets of navy blue shirts for the teachings have been prepared for Lin, a sapphire nameplate that represents the spirit of teaching, and a quaint room key.
"There is another mystery in this nameplate, which can record the points earned by the teachings. The points are used in a variety of ways. They can be used not only to exchange items such as spirits, medicinal herbs, etc., but also to pay points when going to the Tibetan Classics Library to borrow books.

Shen Tuo explained, "That is, the more points, the more convenience and benefits you can enjoy in the college."
Lin was surprised and found that not only the students of Qinglu College, but also the teaching and learning also need to earn and accumulate points.
This reminded Lin to find a camp. When he was in the camp, why not?
"Since the preparation is almost complete, I will take you to class."
Said, Shen Tuo took a navy blue gown and put the lead in the forest to find out the dormitory.
"The position that the college has arranged for you is first-class teaching, and you will be responsible for the teaching of the C-ninth school."
According to Shen Tuo's theory, the school in the Lingwen Courtyard is divided into three grades: A, B and C according to the difference in the depth of the students' understanding of the spirit.
Class A is aimed at students with high-level spiritual masters. The teaching of lectures is generally a master of the spirit.
Like Shen Tuo, he is a chief teacher, but he also serves as a class teacher.
Class B is aimed at students who have the qualification of a middle-level spiritist.
Class C and other schools are aimed at students who are qualified for the first level.
Lin Xun’s professor is the student of the C-ninth school.
It is worth mentioning that the assessment results of the teaching are linked to the assessment results of the students. The higher the student's assessment score, the better the assessment results of the teaching, and the more points they earn.
It can be said that it is a glory and a loss.
......
There are nine C-class schools, which are distributed on a three-story old building.
Three schools on each floor, 30 students in each school.
The school taught by Lin Xun is located in the corner of the first floor of the small building. The wall is covered with many green vines, which looks very secluded.
"Students are waiting for your class, go."
Shen Tuo brought Lin Xun to this stop.
Lin Xun nodded, stepping forward to enter, suddenly noticed something, his eyes swept around the small building, and the black scorpion flashed a touch of playful color.
At this moment, he noticed that many eyes were watching in the dark, curious, playful, and excitable.
Lin sought to regain his gaze and walked into the school of C-No. 9.
......
Seeing Lin looking for a figure to walk in, Shen Shen's look is a little different, squatting in the original place, and finally whispered, turned and left.
He did not go far, but found a remote place, looking at the distant C-No. 9 school, seems to be waiting for something.
"Hey, what's so great in Kowloon, it's just a hairy boy in his teens. He didn't have any teaching experience. You let him replace my position and teach the C-No. 9 school. Isn't this a mess?"
A dark-faced old man didn’t know when he was coming, his face was gloomy and he was cold and open. "I have to look at how much jokes he will make in this first class, but don’t be bombarded by the students. It is."
In the voice, there is a hint of resentment and gloating.
He is a famous senior, a senior high-ranking spiritist. Originally, the C-ninth school was taught by him.
But now, Lin, who was suddenly emerged, took up the nest, which made his heart very uncomfortable.
"The old side, the college has other arrangements for you, the position is much better than the teaching, you don't say anything cool."
Shen Tuo frowns, don't look at Fang Zhongjian may be just a high-level spiritist, but his qualifications are very old, and Shen Tuo is a middle-aged person, so that Shen Tuo is not much to say.
"Oh, in order to hire a boy who is not stinky, I will kick the old man. This may not be a big deal. But you have thought about it. He may be a genius in the spirit, but he has never had a Real work to prove your strength!"
Fang Zhongjian is not pleased. "The most important thing is that he has no teaching experience at all. Let him be a lecturer. Obviously, he is a misunderstood child. If there is any difference, who can afford it?"
Shen Tuo’s face sinks:
Old man, pay attention to words!

Fang Zhongjian said: "Well, I don't say anything more, just look at how this kid is going to be ugly!"
Shen Tuo frowned, and there was a slight concern in his heart.
As far as he knows, the C-ninth school, but the one with the most thorny heads, if it is difficult to find the forest, I am afraid that Lin will find this first class, it may be ruined and not coming to Taiwan.
That is not what Shen Tuo hopes to see.
What is especially important is that, as Fang Zhongjian said, Lin Xun is already a true spiritual master, and he is still very talented. He has caused the "King of Kowloon", but he is only in his teens. He never taught once. experience.
This means that if Lin Xun’s mistakes in this first class will definitely make a lot of jokes, it will even damage his face, and it will be difficult to raise his head in front of the students.
This can be a hassle.
However, things have already happened, Shen Tuo can only pray, Lin Xun can surrender those students, and smoothly come out from this first class.
"Forgot to say, because Lin Xun’s arrival today, the entire Lingwen Courtyard, whether it is teaching or students, is paying attention to the progress of his first class."
Fang Zhongjian next to him said.
In a word, Shen Tuo’s face is sinking again.
Is it what you guys do? Deliberately want to find a horse for Lin?

Fang Zhongjian said with no expression: "Now who does not know that Lin Xun is the most dazzling spiritual master in the younger generation? The rumors about him are still spreading in the Forbidden City. I would like to ask, who does not want to see and see this legend. Teenager genius?"
This is true, but his tone is yin and yang, and through ridicule, Shen Tuo can not help but feel a little angry: "Old, you can have some!"
"It's not too much, things have already happened, let's just stay at this good show."
Fang Zhongjian chuckled.
Shen Tuo’s heart sighed and no longer talked.
In fact, as Fang Zhongjian said, it was learned that Lin Xun came to the Lingwen Courtyard today, and many eyes were attracted in the dark.
They are waiting to see Lin Xun, the spiritual master who is now the most powerful in the Forbidden City, and how he will perform in this first class.
Is it the ultimate ugly, a laughing stock, or a smooth adherence?
Everyone is waiting.
......
The C-ninth school is quite spacious, and 30 desks are well listed. At the back of the desk, there are a group of young men and women sitting in the wind.
The age is about sixteen or seven years old, wearing a uniform light white robes, although I can't see anything from the dress.
However, just watching the temperament and spirit of the gods they reveal, they know that these young girls are bound to be trouble-free.
There are also some young girls who are obviously born out of the ordinary. This can be seen in the unique pride that they reveal from their demeanor.
Lin Xun has entered the Forbidden City since he entered the Forbidden City. He has seen the children of the family door valves. His eyes have already become sinister. How can you not see these?
When Lin looked for those students, the latter also looked at Lin Xun.
Among those gaze, there are jealousy, coziness, curiosity, and horror. For a time, the big school is quiet.
"Everyone..."
Lin Xun stood in front of the podium and just prepared to introduce himself, he was interrupted by a strange call.
"Fuck, are you Lin Xun? It looks like we are not big yet! Isn't Mao still long?"
The voice was extremely rude and awkward, and it made Lin Xun just ready to go back to his stomach.
Suddenly a sneer sounded.
Lin finds his face and looks at the past. He sees the third row against the wall. A burly boy with a big head and a big ear, arms folded, carrying a high chin, is leaning his eyes with his eyes. It is a joke.