Teacher Song said, "These are all witchcraft, and I understand that you can't wait to learn all kinds of witchcraft now." ”

Then he shook his head and said, "But alas, I can't teach you these sorcery right now—do you want to know why?"

Mu Yun was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?"

"First of all, to be honest, I'm just a half-demon who doesn't enter the stream, don't look at Qu Ruolan is much younger than me, but my strength is not as good as him.

"So the only thing I can teach you without misleading people is some basic skills.

"Secondly, if you compare you to a blank sheet of paper when you have just woken up, eager to learn some messy witchcraft, it is like a three-year-old child holding a paintbrush and at most can only draw a chicken pecking rice.

"Instead of this, it is better to consolidate the basic skills and straighten this blank paper.

"When you go to the school city in the future, there will naturally be a lot of gorgeous magic waiting for you. ”

Mu Yun nodded: "Okay, I see what you mean." So how am I going to practice the basics? Isn't it just a seashell to listen to the wind?"

"Of course it's not this kind of idiot training method, then let's go to the mountain near the school, where you are not afraid of being seen, you can run around the mountain to your heart's content!" Teacher Song said with a smile.

"Running again?!"

Mu Yun's eyes widened and he said, "Wait, why can't you give something new besides running or running???"

Teacher Song shook his head and said disapprerovingly: "Of course there is something new, you have awakened now, and when you run, you will know what is different."

"In addition to being natural marksmen, centaurs are also extremely good at running. While running, feel the power of the wind and listen to the sound of the wind.

"In this way, every centaur naturally comprehends his own unique talent. ”

"I'm not a centaur, can I train in the same way as you!" Mu Yun said.

He turned his head to Qu Ruolan again: "What about Big Ruolan, do you have any powerful witchcraft, or a reliable training method to teach me?"

Qu Ruolan replied, "I do have some family heirlooms, but they are not suitable for you. And unfortunately, I agree with Mr. Song's statement, you don't need to rush, after all, I only woke up at your age. ”

"Really?" asked Mu Yun suspiciously.

"Yes, the sooner you awaken, the greater the risk of being consumed by demon blood, so basically all half-demons have to wait until they become adults to awaken. Qu Ruolan continued.

"Hear it, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, sharpen the knife and don't cut the wood, teacher, I won't pit you, run quickly!" Teacher Song kicked Mu Yun's ass again.

"I see. Mu Yun touched his buttocks and ran up dejectedly.

"Stinky boy, you're going to run at full speed! Run after the wind!" Mr. Song yelled from behind.

"You know, when Einstein was 16 years old, he was thinking about a question: If I ran after a beam of light, what would I see?

"So don't think running is a trifle, stinky boy. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and any thing, as long as you do it to the extreme, you can become a master. ”

Mu Yun listened to Teacher Song's madman-like whispers behind him.

I thought to myself, every time this person talks about teaching, he really looks like a chattering grandmother.

But it's very similar to the teacher's encouraging lines in the bloody drama, I have to say that it still has a great encouraging effect on a second-year teenager like Mu Yun.

He looked back and found that Teacher Song and Qu Ruolan were still standing in place, not catching up.

They seemed to be talking about something, but they were far away and couldn't hear what they were saying.

Let's run first, they'll catch up anyway.

Mu Yun turned his head and continued to run towards the hill outside the school, thinking about what Teacher Song had just said as he ran.

He couldn't help but think that every time this person talked about teaching, he really looked like a chattering grandmother.

But I have to say that although there are still many places that sound unclear, these words still have a great encouraging and guiding effect.

Mu Yun unconsciously had such a question in his mind: What kind of scenery will the fastest person see?

While thinking about this question repeatedly, his feet kept accelerating.

Until he ran and ran, this was the only question left in his mind.

On the playground of the school, Teacher Song was just about to beckon Qu Ruolan to follow along, but found that the latter was looking at him with a deep expression.

Teacher Song asked, "What's the matter, why are you looking at me like this? Is there anything wrong with what I just said?"

Qu Ruolan shook her head, smiled slightly, and said, "No, every time I hear you say these words, I think you are really a very powerful teacher."

"I can explain these complex principles so easily that listening to your explanations is even more exciting than the classes of some teachers in the school city. ”

"Hehe, those old guys in the school city. I'm not like them. Teacher Song said with a smile.

"Don't you look at it, how many classes do university professors have a week?

Then at the end of each class, I casually talked about a few knowledge points, and the rest depends on the students' self-study and understanding.

"But I'm not a university professor, so I have to find ways to make students understand what I'm talking about, and I can't even pry open their brains and pour knowledge into it.

"Alas, that's why high school teachers are hard!"

"Hahaha!" Qu Ruolan smiled knowingly, "You're right, although you always say that you're bitter or something, why do I feel more and more that you are a great teacher?"

"Well, look at what you said, as if I was so good - you know, I wasn't as good as you when you were your age!"

"You're not old now, right, in fact, I've always wanted to ask, why did you choose to go back to the small county town to be an ordinary teacher early?" Qu Ruolan asked.

When he said this, he was looking directly into Teacher Song's eyes.

Teacher Song was silent for a while when he heard this.

He then pulled his clothes up to just below his chest.

A shocking scar was revealed.

Then he spun around, and in the same position on his back, he had an equally hideous scar.

It looked like a huge weapon had pierced the entire chest, leaving such a symmetrical wound.

"Well, do you want me to tell you the story behind this?"

"No, I understand. Qu Ruolan nodded and looked away: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it." ”

"I don't want to say more, after all, it's not some good memories. After speaking, Teacher Song put down his clothes.

He smiled and said, "Then let's catch up quickly, otherwise the kid will run away in a while." ”