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When everyone was talking enthusiastically, a person said in a loud voice: "Childe, what if I don't want to do this?" ”

Fusu was stunned by this question, isn't this person here to make trouble! After thinking for a while, I remembered that this person's name is Song Feng, a native of Chu State, and he has been in the School Palace for a month, but he usually does not participate in debates like others, but is alone, among the people in the School Palace, he is very inconspicuous, and Fusu has to think for a while before he can remember his name.

"Mr. Song, do you think teaching, writing books, and inventions are not suitable for you?" Seeing that there were still a few people with the same look as Mr. Song, Fusu didn't directly ask what he thought in his heart, and asked.

Song Feng shook his head and said lightly: "I really don't like it." ”

Fusu frowned secretly and said softly: "The operation of the School Palace requires a lot of management personnel, Mr. Song is willing to participate in it and develop the School Palace?" ”

Song Feng still shook his head.

"The journal needs a lot of editing, and the articles selected by the academic committee are sent to the journal, and someone needs to correct and typeset them before they can be printed, is Mr. Song willing to give in?" Fusu gave another choice.

Song Feng still shook his head.

This is Fusu's turn to be embarrassed, after he thinks about it, after the reputation of the school palace spreads, many people will think that the school palace is a place for Fusu to raise guests, and all kinds of people from three religions and nine streams may come with the idea of becoming Fusu's doormen, thinking that Fusu will raise them like the four princes of the Warring States. But Fusu can't look down on the kind of doorman system of a fat person and a poor country, and for these people who have this idea, they can't be hastily driven out, in an era when everyone admires the four princes of the Warring States, doing so will damage his reputation too much, and Fusu will naturally not do it.

This is where there is editing, for those who know words, but have little other ability, and it is completely different from editing in the old plane; The so-called management personnel are naturally for those who don't know how to read and have no skills, but they are just helpers, and they will not really participate in the management of the school palace. When these two kinds of people are slowly screened, they are really incapable, and they will be cleared out of the school palace with various excuses.

But I didn't expect this Song Feng to be interested in any of this.

Fusu looked at Meng Yi and found that he didn't react and had no intention of saving him. looked at Zhang Cang again, but Zhang Cang also looked helpless.

"Then what are Mr. Song's plans to come to the Academy?" Fusu had no choice but to change his strategy.

"I am willing to use what I have learned in my life to teach my son the avenue!" Song Fengyu was not shocked, and when he heard the Fusu culture, he spoke directly, attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing Song Feng acting like this, Fusu had a bad feeling.

"What avenue?" Fusu asked coldly.

Song Feng stood up, stretched out the sleeves of his robe, and sang: "Distinguishing yin and yang, passing through the five elements, and being good at hope is what I learned; Ming gods, ghosts and gods, and protecting the community are my ability. ”

"How can you do some mundane things with such talents?" After Song Feng finished speaking, he looked up at the sky, and found that there was only a dark roof, and he turned to look at Fusu at level, his eyes were full of confidence, as if he believed that he had such a talent, and he would definitely be reused by Fusu, ignoring everyone's discussions.

Fusu was shocked by his singing and was dumbfounded, looking at Song Feng like a monster. Meng Yi on the side pursed his lips, but did not speak.

"What did you say?" Fusu asked with some disbelief.

Song Feng put on a master's demeanor, frowned slightly displeased, and said: "I can distinguish yin and yang, pass through the five elements, observe luck, see the gods, make ghosts and gods, and protect the society." ”

The corners of Fusu's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to have someone beat him up, and continued to ask, "What else do you have the ability to?" ”

Song Feng found Fusu's impatience, and his face changed slightly, but he still said: "If the son doesn't believe it, you can try it on the spot." ”

"What else are you capable of?" Fusu didn't pay attention to Song Feng's words, and asked again.

"I, I can also refine the gold pill, reverse life and death, and make people immortal."

"Haha, haha, that's a good skill." Fusu laughed and high-fived.

"Gentlemen, who still has the ability of Mr. Song?" Fusu asked to the crowd.

Everyone present looked at each other, and then looked at Song Feng, who was hanging aside by Fusu, and couldn't be sure what Song Feng's ending would be next, so no one answered.

"It seems that Mr. Song's ability is really extraordinary, and no one can compare with him." Fusu said with a smile.

After Fusu's words were finished, a few people immediately choked their wrists, regretting that they didn't show it just now.

When Song Feng heard Fusu's words, he immediately smiled, "Childe praised it, praised it." ”

Mr. Song was polite. Mr. Song is so talented, how can he be disturbed by mundane things here. Fusu still smiled and spoke, "Please also ask Mr. Song to go to my guest room to wait for now, and then I will talk to Mr. in detail when this matter is over." ”

"Meng An, you take Mr. Song to my guest room and serve good tea."

"Mr. Song will go first, and I will arrive later."

Song Feng tidied up his clothes, looked at everyone present, and followed Meng Anang.

After Song Feng left, everyone talked about it, some people felt that they had just missed the opportunity, and some people felt that Fusu didn't seem to be a good master, and they planned to see what Fusu did with Song Feng, and they had plans to leave the school palace.

"Do you have any questions about the future of work, gentlemen? If not, we will start electing the academic committee, how about it? Fusu didn't guess everyone's reaction, and pulled everyone's minds back to the academic committee.

After Song Feng's farce, everyone's minds were a little confused, and no one asked new questions. Seeing this, Fusu ordered a few servants to put a few boxes from the outside and put them on the podium.

The boxes were opened one by one, and inside were sheets of paper with tables drawn, and with a wave of Fusu's hand, several small servants distributed the papers one by one.

"This is the ballot, and everyone here except me, Saijiu, and Mr. Zhang Cang are all candidates. The gentlemen at the meeting can write their favorite candidates on the ballot papers, and you have just read the rules. But this is the first time that all the gentlemen have come into contact with this election, so let's try it first, and everyone can write it as they like, and then we will officially elect later. When everyone received their ballots, Fusu said to everyone.

To tell the truth, Fusu is really not confident in whether the election can be successful, now is the era when the feudal society has just begun, and the slave owners have not been eliminated.

Anyway, let's try it first.

When everyone began to compare the rules and start to write their ballots, Fusu said again: "Also, please Mr. Zhang Cang announce the designated candidates of the Academy Palace in the first academic committee, they are not among the candidates." ”