An Zishan never expected this situation to appear.

According to his plan, the normal play of cards is that he pretended to be an easy arithmetic master and Wen Buxian to learn from the easy arithmetic, and made the information of Wen Buxian known in his previous life one by one, and Wen Buxian also explained his origin through the easy arithmetic technique, and the two of them fought together, and finally An Zishan sacrificed a killer weapon and finally made Wen Buxian mistakenly think that he was a simple arithmetic master of the god realm.

After proving his realm, he will definitely not refuse to be a disciple of the receiver who pushes the boat down the river.

Unexpectedly, Wen Buxian's easy calculation technique could only get his name, which... That's not how the script is written, so how can I continue?

An Zishan was a little distressed, he knew that he was not in the realm of the gods, and there could be no realm barrier, so what was the reason why Wen Buxian couldn't easily calculate his origin? Could it be?

Is it because he is born again?

That's how it should be!

If An Zishan is distressed and incomprehensible, then Wen Buxian's heart is already turbulent, and his peaceful state of mind has been broken, and his whole body trembles and his face is shocked.

He thought of the man-made disaster that he had suddenly felt uneasy about before this, and he had calculated it with easy calculations, could it be that this person was being meant?

A young senior in the Divine Realm, coming to find him, what is his intention?

Wen Buxian knew very well that the water in the Realm of Calculation was very deep, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as unfathomable, which affected all aspects of the entire world, and the Masters of the Divine Realm who cultivated in the Realm of Ease of Calculation were also among the few in the Realm of Calculation, and he had never heard of such a young predecessor in the Realm of Calculation.

Anxiety and panic are not enough to describe Wen Buxian's mood at this time, but no matter what, the rules of the easy world must be followed.

"Former ...... "Wen Buxian trembled and couldn't make a clear bow.

Although there are rules, but let an old man who is close to old call a young man like this, Wen Buxian still can't say awkward, his face is extremely tangled, and his face is red and swollen as if he has been choked by the throat.

An Zishan's face was even stranger, some weird, some memories, some laughter, and more excitement.

"It feels like it's... It's kind of refreshing, haha. ”

An Zishan pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, things seemed to be surprisingly smooth, and it felt really cool to be shouted by Old Man Wen like this.

After a moment of silence, An Zishan smiled and said softly and slowly: "I came to you because we are all people in the easy calculation world, there are some things I said that you believe, people in the world will not believe it, after all, I am too young." ”

"Too young..."

Wen Buxian was even more entangled, his face was wrinkled, this senior, which is this young, this... Well, too young indeed.

Alas, Wen Bu sighed first, and he had cultivated the art of easy calculation to the pig in his life.

"Senior, please speak, late... The juniors did what I could. Wen Buxian bowed his hand again, he was indeed a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't know what this little senior let him do.

An Zishan's face was pale, and he said in a deep voice: "After my calculations, it is easy to calculate, and there was a torrential rain at three o'clock at noon on April 11 until the rain stopped at one minute before the hour, and the rainfall was three fingers. There will be flash floods in the mountains behind Shanyang Junior High School, and the flood of the river in front of the door will rise across both banks, endangering the junior high school and the people on both sides of the river, you need to find a way to let the government know and evacuate the people in advance. ”

The disaster of this rainstorm is an indelible sadness and fear for the students of the junior high school class, and An Zishan will always remember that sudden flash flood that afternoon broke the bridge in front of the school and took away a piece of land between the school gate and the teaching building.

The flood water rushed into the classroom on the first floor, and two students sitting near the back door were swept away by the floodwater.

When he returned from rebirth, he would never let such a tragedy happen again, they were all his classmates, young and strong lives, and the future of the motherland.

This is also the killer feature in An Zishan's plan, the reason why Wen Bu first confirmed that he is a Psychic Realm Calculator, and this kind of calculation can only be done by a Psychic Realm Calculator.

Of course, it's hard to say whether he can do it to this extent, and there is no way to compare.

Sure enough, Wen Buxian, who listened carefully to An Zishan's words, widened his eyes violently, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "Before... Seniors, this... Is this true?"

Divine Realm, really Divine Realm, my mother, Wen Buxian kept shouting in his heart, a little crazy.

An Zishan still underestimated Wen Buxian's respect for the identity of the Easy Arithmetic Master of the Divine Realm.

No, it should be said that he underestimated the status of the entire Arithmetic Realm Divine Realm Calculator, after all, he could never be counted as a real person in the Arithmetic Realm.

An Zishan looked at Wen Buxian lightly, and said softly: "This is the result of my repeated calculations, there will be no mistakes, you know that I am still a junior high school student, and I can't make people in the world believe me, so I can only trouble you." ”

An Zishan continued to disguise his identity as a master of the Divine Realm, and his expressions and movements were quite in place, after all, he was a soul in his thirties, and role-playing was a necessary life skill in his previous life.

Wen Bu believed it first, and through the previous easy calculation and the words An Zishan said, his observation, An Zishan was not as immature as he appeared.

Thoughts, words, and logic are extremely mature, and they are not made by a teenager at all, so Wen Bu first told himself to ignore An Zishan's appearance and treat him as an adult in his heart.

After thinking seriously for a moment, Wen Bu first stabilized his emotions, looked at An Zishan and said word by word: "Thank you for the trust of my predecessors, I will definitely live up to my expectations, complete the trust of my predecessors, and avoid this disaster." ”

"Okay, according to the rules of the arithmetic world, I will pay you if you do this well, and I will take you as an apprentice, if you are willing to ......"

An Zishan pretended to be embarrassed, hesitated for a long time and said slowly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wen Buxian, and the foreshadowing work he did had not been completed, but he didn't expect this old boy to be so impatient.

"I'm willing! I'm willing to apprentice, I'm willing, I'm willing!" Wen Buxian's face flushed, his excitement was overflowing, his gray beard trembled, and An Zishan was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

An Zishan was not unhappy at being interrupted, and looked at this old boy helplessly, why didn't he follow the script all the time?

Is it really good to jump into the pit in such a hurry?

Helplessly, An Zishan said lazily: "Let's talk about this after the apprenticeship's affairs are done, don't be careless." ”

"Good, good senior. Wen Buxian stared at An Zishan with eager eyes, with a look of respect.

"I'll go! I can't stand the look of this old man, I'm not a beauty. Alas, I really can't help it, it's just such a charming, melancholy life. An Zishan looked intoxicated, just leave the matter to Wen Buxian, I believe he can do it well.

Alas, I just don t know if I fooled Wen Buxian so much, if the truth is revealed one day, will this old boy break his leg An Zishan touched his chin and was careful that his liver was beating around.

When the matter was done, An Zishan waved his hand to Wen Buxian and turned to leave, facing the sunset and chasing the light.

"The Venerable Master turned around and walked into the sunset, stepping on the light, the back flashed with a ripple, that is the future of easy arithmetic, I saw the rest of my magnificent life. ”

Excerpt from Wen Buxian's book "My Honored Teacher".