"Qiu Shi is still two months old and will not be nineteen, and he is close in age to the child named Evan, but he is ...... in personality."

Wang knew his disciples well, and his magical attainments were among the best among his peers, especially in theory, and he was praised by the Ancient One more than once.

However, like most young talents, his disciple's personality is very unreassuring.

Wang is a serious teacher, and he does not smile at his disciples on weekdays, praising and punishing more than others.

It stands to reason that the students under such a teacher are either diligent and studious, or honest, and the most extreme ones may be rebellious and jealous, so they will not develop such an unobtrusive temperament.

But Zhang Qiushi is just lazy, and he can't correct it after receiving no number of sticks.

"It's okay," Gu Yi waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Although Zhang is narrow and lazy, his heart is not bad, and he is under the care of S.H.I.E.L.D. and visitors from the other world, and he is not afraid that he will bring that child badly." ”

"Since the master said it, then while he is recuperating from his injuries in the past few days, I will tell him well, so that he will not be in shape when he arrives in New York. ”

"Injured?" Gu Yi didn't know about this, but looking at the other teacher's appearance, there seemed to be something else hidden: "What the hell is going on?"

"The other day, he was sitting in the house watching a ghost movie, and he was frightened by the ghost that came out of the TV. ”

As he spoke, Wang Bian looked intently at the Supreme Mage beside him.

However, Gu Yi, who was experienced in fighting, was unaware that the matter of "creating false ghosts to scare young disciples" had nothing to do with her.

"It's good for young people to hone and hone more, but how did he get hurt?"

Gu Yi's doubts are not disguised, although she sometimes teases some naughty disciples in a narrow way, but she has always had an excellent grasp of proportion, and she will definitely not let them be hurt in the slightest.

It's the same this time, the ghosts are just some variants of illusion, although the perception is no different from the real thing, but the ancient one just let them wander outside, and it is impossible to cause any harm to Zhang Qiushi.

"His injuries really have nothing to do with those false ghosts, and the reason why he is lying in bed is because I broke two legs. ”

Wang's words confirmed Gu Yi's guess, but this answer made the Supreme Mage frown even more: "Wang, you are too strict with Zhang. ”

The king's lips moved, but he did not defend himself.

How can he say that the reason why he has such a heavy hand is because of something else?

After the disciples were frightened, Wang arrived as soon as possible.

He didn't get angry because Zhang Qiushi was scared by the illusion, it was normal for young people to lack some courage.

What's more, it was the old man who performed the illusion...... The Supreme Mage, who is disrespectful for "youth", is not ashamed to see through the false nature of ghosts.

After being frightened, the unobtrusive disciple uncharacteristically took his teacher's hand and asked for advice on the illusion method of "making truth from falsehood", completely no longer the lazy appearance of "pushing and only taking two steps".

It's a good thing that the disciple is willing to move forward, but it's too late for Wang to be happy, so how can he hide his secrets.

Yes, happy, if he hadn't gone and returned only to see his disciple holding a Playboy magazine there to verify what he had learned, he would have been happy forever.

"The master is generous to his disciples!"

Wang retorted and stopped talking, the two had different ideas, and it was no different to talk more.

The method of teaching his disciples in the ancient one was to "guide according to the situation", but the king was convinced of the saying of "strict teachers and high disciples".

The two of them argue about this matter on weekdays, but neither of them can convince anyone.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Wang's education method of beating and scolding his disciples from time to time is too harsh, but what they don't know is that in the heart of Wang, who follows the old-fashioned ancient etiquette, his disciples are no different from his own children, and under those strict teachings, he is full of love and expectation.

And Gu Yi, looking at the Supreme Master's outstanding bearing of "everything is under control", Wang sighed lightly.

Casillas and Mordo would not have been unaware of each other's affairs, but she still chose to watch from the sidelines, watching them slide off the established track, and it was difficult for people to tell how much indifference was mixed in those cares.

Hearing the old friend sigh, Gu Yi, who was stunned looking at the bookshelf, turned his head with feeling, and a self-deprecating smile rose at the corner of his mouth, but it quickly converged into invisibility.

As the Ancient One, she could sigh for her powerlessness.

But as the Supreme Mage of the last barrier on the dimensional level of the earth, she could not allow the slightest weakness and hesitation in her heart.

"Wang," Gu Yi's cold voice sounded in the library that was deserted all around, "You know the 'Eye of Agamotto', sometimes the more you do, the more you make mistakes, and it is the best choice to go with nature." ”

"The years are a calm lake, and we are suspended on it, and we don't want to move forward with the ripples of the microwave, so we can only throw away the stones and splash the waves, so as to promote the deflection of the direction of the grass mustard. ”

"However, the more rocks you throw in, the bigger the splash will be, and it is likely that the mustard will not reach the place we want it to go, and it will be caught in the water and carried under the lake. ”

"'Observation' is sometimes more valuable than 'change'. ”

Wang nodded, and shook his head, he admired the idea of the ancient one carrying the world on his shoulders, and praised her for being able to take delusions in front of the "Eye of Agamotto", which could manipulate time, but for some of her ideas, the king did not agree.

"If everything is based on comparison to choose the best choice, then why reinvent a word called struggle. ”

"Ordinary people are short-sighted and can only see what is in front of them, but in this way, they can go to the present, to the future, and even eliminate us old guys one day. ”

"The threat posed by technology is growing, but the crisis is accelerating the progress of science, and it doesn't matter what happens in the future, at least for now, people's lives are getting better and better. ”

"I believe that magic is the same," Wang looked at Gu Yi with a serious face, "There is no need for the master to tell me this, although I really don't like some of your choices, but I won't refuse if I can't make a long-term plan." ”

"Dormammu is spying outside, the master just gives orders, I don't have any other skills, it's just a fight for my life!"

......

Wei opened the door, and sure enough, it was his boss who knocked on the door.

"Why, you finally stopped hiding your beastly nature, and you are going to attack me at night?"

While letting the other party into the house, Wei laughed and teased

Evan looked at the sunlight shining in the room from the window and gave the other a blank look.

"Can't you clean up?"

Knowing Wei's temper, Ivan didn't move, just reminded him.

Speaking of which, he is not a hygienic person, but the cluttered environment in the house is indeed beyond the limit of what ordinary people can bear.

Evan hadn't been in a girl's boudoir before, but it was the first time he had seen a room where leftover pizza was stacked with socks, peels, and underwear.

Ripples didn't, he was looking for a chair that looked like he could still see.

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