Chapter Twenty-Nine: I'm Your Father!
And at the moment.
A vocational college.
The mine incident gradually spread in the academy.
The students all know how tragic this internship activity is, and they even know that this second-year student has produced a group of fierce people with a tough three-star cultivator!
Archer, Xia Yu.
Illusionist, Zhang Xiaopang.
Elementalist, always-on.
Card maker, Lu Ming.
The four of them became legends of the school.
Age?
Nobody cares!
"Are they really that strong?"
"What do you think? Let me tell you, I saw clearly at the time, Xia Yu froze that enemy with a cold ice arrow. If a flash of light goes down, the enemy will be blinded. Zhang Xiaopang has a fantasy, and the enemy is immersed in the illusion and cannot extricate himself, so he can only twitch back and forth. β
"??? do you have any misunderstanding of the word "inextricable?"
"It's fierce anyway!"
"What about Lu Ming?"
"Senior Lu Ming......"
That Meng Xin sighed deeply, "His old man directly demolished the mine." β
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The student's eyes widened, "Demolished?"
"I'll tell you, ...... then"
The new man whispered.
Thereupon.
Soon everyone knew that there was a vigorous card maker who specialized in making demolition cards, and he would tear them down wherever he went, and bury them alive if he didn't like them.
Extremely terrifying!
......
And at the moment.
Principal's Office.
A middle-aged man is sitting at his desk, looking at a report on this internship activity, he is the president of this vocational and technical college!
The report is detailed.
Tent Monster ......
Fu Hongming......
Even every word they say.
This mine incident, because these students were able to survive, also proved the potential of these students from the side, and they must pay attention to it.
Maybe......
These kids can get ahead!
It's time for their academy to produce some talented students.
"These kids, good. β
The principal was very satisfied.
What kind of talent can get ahead?
Have the guts!
There are brains!
Although they still handled the mine incident a little improperly, it was already very remarkable that a few one-star cultivators could think of this level.
Especiallyβ
Lu Ming.
"It's her brother after all......"
The headmaster smiled.
It's just that.
In front of his desk, an old man with gray hair was standing there, watching the headmaster hold the report, nodding and smirking.
Looks stupid, like a fool.
"Can you see the report and not dangle it?"
The old man sighed.
"That's how you can lead. β
The principal was unimpressed.
"Huh. β
The old man sneered, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just said: "This morning, Xia Yu and the others all went to exchange the certificate for the most professional guidance, I believe that after this training, the strength should be improved." β
"Good. β
The principal was very satisfied, "What about Lu Ming?"
"Lu Ming has been living outside the school, and he hasn't come here today."
The old man replied.
"Who do you think he'll choose?"
The headmaster suddenly asked,
"His biggest problem right now is the basic level. The old man thought for a while, "If you want to improve quickly, you will definitely choose the teacher with the best basic texture!"
"For exampleβ"
"Me!"
The old man puffed out his chest proudly.
"Huh. β
The principal sneered, "Have you forgotten that I am the strongest card maker in our academy!"
"But your foundation is not as good as mine. β
The old man was dismissive.
He has been specializing in the foundation for more than ten years, and few people can surpass it!
Not only this vocational college, but also the attainment of the basic texture can surpass his, and the entire Qingming City can't find a few! Especially the basic waste wood in front of him.
"I'm the strongest card maker in our academy!"
The headmaster was furious.
"But your foundation is not as good as mine. β
The old man sneered.
"I can teach Lu Ming more about card making. β
The principal was not convinced.
"But your foundation is not as good as mine. β
The old man sneered.
"I'm going to be stronger in the future, and you're not going to make any progress. β
The principal said unwillingly.
"But your foundation is not as good as mine. β
The old man sneered.
Principal: "......"
"Can you not mention this?"
The principal was speechless.
Although he has excellent talent, he was too playful when he was young and failed to be admitted to a good school, although he later realized the problem and began to work hard, and later caught up, and even became the head of a school, but the basic texture has always been his shortcoming, especially after becoming stronger and stronger.
How can the learning of basic textures be so easy to change?
All cards are built and based, and all the cards he learns, and every pattern he uses, is closely related to the basic pattern.
What is the base pattern?
Of course, it's not just the one that appears on the surface.
Rather, the energy stability, energy control, and energy flow rate contained in that stroke are all needed in the future card making technology!
Each basic pattern is different!
And what about card technology?
Generally, it is a scheme of multiple basic textures after some calculations.
Therefore, to change each basic pattern, you may have to learn all the card-making techniques you have learned, and you have to learn from scratch! The more high-end the technology, the more complicated it is to change!
So.
He had no choice but to give up.
What's more, the basic texture, in his opinion, is standardized. His texture, among card makers, is already quite good!
What's the use of wasting so much time and refining to excellence?
Like what.
The one in front of you.
Hmph, after practicing for so many years, isn't it just a three-star card maker now?!
Thinking of this, the principal suddenly remembered the pain of being scolded just now, and suddenly came to his senses, and said loudly, "You are still only a three-star card maker!"
He decided.
No matter what the old man said, he only used this sentence.
β......β
The old man looked at him strangely, and then said slowly, "But I'm your father!"
"Old man Jiang, the school doesn't talk about private matters!"
The headmaster was furious.
"Don't talk about personal matters, I'm also your father!"
The old man said in a deep voice.
"Believe it or not, I fired you!"
The headmaster was furious.
"Fire me, I'm your father too!"
The old man sneered.
"Old man Jiang, don't bully people too much!"
The headmaster was furious.
"Jiang Feng, you don't even want to recognize your father?"
Old man Jiang was unwilling to be defeated.
The two stared at each other, and neither of them was convinced.
"Huh. β
Jiang Feng sneered, "Hao'er doesn't fight with his father, anyway, the decision is in Lu Ming's hands, I want to see who he will choose when the time comes?"
"I'll wait, too. β
Old man Jiang didn't care.
The office fell silent again.
Jiang Feng looked at the report in his hand, and finally paused again at Teacher An's place.
This teacher ......
Jiang Feng frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Old man Jiang saw where he was staying, paused, and suddenly said, "Teacher An, take care of it a little." β
"Take care of what?"
Jiang Feng frowned slightly, "The salary that should be given has been given, his child is generally talented, since he wants to surpass others at the starting line, he will have to pay some price after all." β
"Hey. β
Old man Jiang sighed, "I just remembered my former self. β
β......β
Jiang Feng paused.
In fact.
Why didn't he understand it himself?
Back then, if it weren't for Old Man Jiang giving up cultivation and constantly cultivating himself, how could he be the current principal Jiang Feng? Even if he was stubborn since he was a child and didn't get into a good school, he could still rise in the later stage!
Talent is one thing, and resources cultivated from childhood are another!
And the price is ......
It was Old Man Jiang who stayed in Samsung forever.
"I see. β
Jiang Feng's expression was solemn, "I will think about Teacher An's affairs carefully." β
"That's good. β
Old man Jiang put his mind at ease.
He was afraid that this son would fire Teacher An in anger.
"So. β
"Teacher An, I will take care of it, Lu Ming will let it be to me. β
Jiang Feng's words changed.
"No way. β
Old man Jiang was furious, "It's best for me to teach him." β
"You are so weak that you can only teach the basics, what should you do later?"
Jiang Feng yelled.
"Didn't I teach you?"
Old man Jiang blew his beard and glared, "Are you starving?"
β......β
Jiang Feng was speechless.
He suddenly felt that Old Man Jiang was actually better at this kind of thing than him.
And at this very moment.
The assistant principal walked in, glanced at the father and son who were arguing again, and coughed, "That...... Lu Ming's certificate appeared. β
"Oh?!"
The father and son's eyes lit up.
"Did he choose me or the old man?"
Jiang Feng asked.
"Uh......"
The assistant hesitated, "It's all ...... Didn't have a choice. β
"Chose another card maker?"
Jiang Feng was confused.
"Did you choose one at random?"
Old man Jiang was also puzzled.
After all, the two of them already represent the two pinnacles of the academy's card making. The comprehensive level of a card production is super high, and the foundation of a card production is unmatched.
"Not really. β
The assistant paused and said with a wry smile, "He sold the award." β
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Jiang Feng looked confused, "Sell...... Sold?"
"Yes. β
The assistant also said helplessly, "He went to the card making department to gather the students, and then auctioned off the certificate you signed." β
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Jiang Feng looked dazed.
After so many years of the establishment of the college, I have never heard of someone auctioning off a certificate that represents the honor of the school and can be exchanged for the guidance of professional teachers!
This......
What kind of operation is this?!
PS: This chapter is actually foreshadowing, so I have to write it, but I won't tell you anything about foreshadowing hahahahahahahaha