"What does the headmaster want to do with that garbage?" Situ Luofei was really puzzled, she didn't think that the old headmaster was a man who lacked weapons.

And even if the old principal really lacks weapons, but those weapons that can't even reach the inferior grades, how do you think the old principal shouldn't be able to use them, right?

The old principal glared: "Garbage ......"

He was speechless, where would anyone say that their stuff was rubbish.

Seeing Situ Luo's natural look, the old headmaster shook his head and explained, "Those things are garbage in your hands, but to the vast number of ordinary cultivators outside, they are treasures!"

"You have been selling weapons during this time, I am afraid that you have also understood, and the weapons sold outside that are not finished are not even one-tenth of the quality of your weapons, but the price is still ridiculously expensive. ”

"If those weapons of yours come out, they will definitely cause a scramble!"

Situ Luo was surprised: "Is the academy still in business?"

The old principal was speechless for a moment, and he glared at Situ Luo, as if Situ Luofei had asked a stupid question: "If the academy doesn't have its own business, what do you think the old man will use to subsidize so many students?"

"The college holds a competition, and the prize money alone will cost twenty or thirty thousand, plus some subsidies on weekdays, and the total amount of zero and zero adds up, and the college has to lose at least 100,000 gold coins on students every year!"

"If it weren't for the business itself, Farah Academy would have closed down a long time ago, okay?"

Situ Luo was silent.

Well, she admitted, Farah College was very conscientious about that.

It's just that the qualifications of the students recruited by Farah Academy are destined to only open up the gap with other colleges, and they are going further and further.

Most importantly, during this time, she has learned deeply about the urine nature of these students at Farah College.

These people don't have the atmosphere that a student of the Martial Arts Academy should have at all.

Let's take the little fat man as an example, although this guy is a student in the first class, if it weren't for her urging, he wouldn't have thought of cultivating at all after class.

She didn't know what the atmosphere was like at Wuzhou Academy, but she knew very well that if she continued to teach according to the method of Farah Academy, Farah Academy would never want to improve.

Even if she played extraordinarily this time and helped Farah Academy squeeze into the top 200, or even 100 places, what about the next competition?

Okay, maybe she'll still be able to get a spot at Farah Academy next time and the next time, but what about after she graduates?

Thinking of this, Situ Luo glanced at the old headmaster and suggested, "Headmaster, do you really think that the current teaching mode of the academy is fine?"

The old principal was stunned: "What's the problem?"

Immediately, he frowned: "Could it be that you, like those old antiques, think that everyone must teach according to the same pattern in order to progress?"

Seeing that the old urchin seemed to be a little angry, Situ Luo frowned, didn't argue anything, and changed his words: "Headmaster, come over at night, I'll take you to see something." ”

"What's that?"

The old headmaster was still angry, but he was also a little curious.

Situ Luo smiled slightly: "You'll know when the time comes." ”

It was evening, and by that time, the teaching of the academy had ended, and everyone had left the classroom.

The old headmaster came to Situ Luo's villa as promised, and the old urchin sat down on a chair in Situ Luo's room and asked.