Ren Yi smiled and took out a piece of paper from the space ring and said, "Now, I'm going to invite a classmate to discuss some questions about literature and history with me, this classmate I had the honor to meet once when he first started. ”

When Li Qingyun heard Ren Yi say this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out, and he regretted it very much now, why did he choke Ren Yi at that time.

"Li Qingyun!"

Ren Yi had already seen Li Qingyun who lowered his head,

"Come, come up, if you can't answer the question, be careful that I will let you stay in the Yellow Rain Courtyard for the rest of your life!"

Wan Keyong handed Li Qingyun a look of self-begging, and then moved to the side.

Qian Qian also turned his head and patted Li Qingyun's shoulder and said, "Mourning!"

Then he moved forward.

Fang Yong didn't do this, he turned around and shouted at Li Qingyun with a wicked smile: "Quick! Li Qingyun! Our beloved Teacher Ren is calling you!"

Li Qingyun looked at this group of people speechlessly, and then stood up tragically and slowly walked to Ren Yi's side.

Ren Yi looked at Li Qingyun's expression as if he was being punished, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "This classmate doesn't look very good! The teacher is not a person who holds grudges, come, the teacher asks you a simple question, and if you answer it correctly, you go back and sit down." ”

Ren Yi paused: "If the answer is not right, hum!"

Tianyun Shujian Academy has rules for assessing disciples' literature and history classes and exercises, and the teacher has the right of veto, if the teacher thinks that your cultivation is not up to the mark, you have to learn it again until you get a full score.

The origin of Ren Yiren's nickname is because of the disciple in his hands, as long as the foundation is not a little bit solid, he will always let you rebuild, and when he is completely satisfied, he will let you go.

In order to motivate these disciples, Ren Yi deliberately set up a wooden board near the canteen, and the wooden board was filled with the names of these disciples who needed to be re-cultivated, so that every time a re-cultivated disciple passed here, his face was red-faced.

In fact, all the students taught by Ren Yi rarely lost when fighting with people in the same realm, these disciples didn't understand it at the time, but later they were very grateful to Ren Yi, because, in this world, strength is the most important.

Li Qingyun was completely open-minded, he gritted his teeth, and said, "Teacher, ask!"

Ren Yi smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, this question is very simple! Come, tell me who wrote the book "Tianyun Chronicles"?"

There was a gasp from the audience, many of them have read a lot of books, but who will pay attention to who the author is! Ren Yi is also too terrible, it seems that he will have to be honest in the future.

Li Qingyun thought about it, when he was in the Yaocheng General's Mansion, Mr. Wen had explained this book to him, so this question was not difficult for him.

Li Qingyun also asked Mr. Wen, an author with the same surname as Mr. Wen, about some things, but Mr. Wen never mentioned it, and only told him about the content of the book.

"Wen Zhengxin!"

Li Qingyun replied affirmatively.

Ren Yi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Li Qingyun to really answer.

"You can do it, young man!"

He complimented.

Then he asked, "What is written on page 18 of the book?"

Li Qingyun asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say a question?"

"It's one question, one question, two parts!"

Ren Yi obviously didn't intend to let Li Qingyun go.

There was a sound of schadenfreude below, especially Fang Yong, who was laughing very happily.

Where did Li Qingyun remember what was written on the eighteenth page of this book, Ren Yi asked this question purely to make it difficult for him.

Ren Yi waited for a while, but when Li Qingyun didn't answer, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Aren't you a genius? You can't answer this question? Young people should read through literature and history! In this way, you copy the eighteenth page of this book twenty times and give it to me in the next class." ”

Li Qingyun begged for mercy: "Teacher, I was wrong, you went around me, I won't choke you next time!"

Ren Yi handed the book to Li Qingyun very kindly: "Remember, page eighteen, twenty times, don't forget to hand it over!"

Li Qingyun took it helplessly, twenty times! When is he going to copy it!

Ren Yirang waved his hand to let him go back, and then pointed to Fang Yong, who was still smiling, and said, "Yes, it's you! That little fat man with a round face, come! Come on! The teacher will also ask you a question! If you don't answer correctly... Forty times!"

Fang Yong's smile instantly froze on his face.

The original laughter below also came to an abrupt end, and no one wanted to be mentioned by Ren Yi.

"Quick! Come on, the teacher asks you a simple question!"

Ren Yi urged.

Fang Yong pleaded with a bitter face: "Teacher, can you not go up?"

Ren Yi smiled indifferently and said, "It's not impossible......

Fang Yong saw that there was a play, and waited with hope for Ren Yi to continue.

"But I'll ask you questions in the next class, and if you can't answer it, you'll have to copy the book!"

Ren Yi smiled and took out a book from the space ring that was twice as thick as the one given to Li Qingyun.

Fang Yong's face suddenly fell, and he walked from the crowd to Ren Yi's side dejectedly.

Ren Yi casually flipped through the "Quotations of the Sage" in his hand, looked at Fang Yi, and asked, "In this way, tell me how many words the Tianyun Sage has said in this book." ”

Fog grass!

It's fucking simple?!

Fang Yi was desperate.

Ren Yi sighed and handed the book to Fang Yong: "You go back and copy this book, and give it to me next year, by the way, tell me how many sentences are recorded in this book." ”

Fang Yong looked at the book in his hand, which was estimated to have more than seven hundred pages, and then turned his head to look at Li Qingyun, his brain twitched, and asked, "Isn't it forty times?"

Ren Yi looked at Fang Yi in surprise, and said to the disciples below with satisfaction: "See! This classmate is simply your model! I have taken more than 20 students, and this classmate is the first to say this! Come! Let's all encourage this classmate together!"

After speaking, Ren Yi took the lead in applauding and looked at Fang Yi appreciatively.

The disciples below also immediately applauded Fang Yong.

Fang Yong suddenly came back to his senses, he gave himself a hard slap and explained, "It's not... I mean..."

Ren Yi patted Fang Yong's shoulder and said affirmatively: "Young man has a kind! I admire you! Go down! I'm going to start lecturing!"

After saying that, he kicked Fang Ji's ass, and Fang Ji suddenly screamed and flew towards the futon he had made before.

Li Qingyun, Wan Keyong, and Qian Qian saw Fang Ji flying over, and immediately flashed to both sides.

Fang Yong looked at the gradually enlarged futon in front of him with a frightened expression, and only had time to say: "Fog grass!"

Then he fell on it.

Li Qingyun saw Fang Yi lying motionless on the futon, stretched out his foot and kicked it, and asked, "Are you dead?"

Fang Yong slowly got up, and looked at Li Qingyun and them with a look of resentment: "You don't follow me either..."

Qian Qian smiled embarrassedly: "You are too heavy, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it." ”

"You!"

Ren Yi shouted, "You four, sit down, start lecturing!"

Fang Ji didn't care about complaining about them, and immediately turned around and sat down.

Li Qingyun and the three of them also sat down immediately, for fear that Ren Yi would say again: Yes! It's you! Come, the teacher will ask you a simple question!

After Ren Yi waited for everyone to be completely quiet, he slowly sat down on the chair and said, "Today, I will give you a brief history of the Tianyun Continent......