298 Are You Sure I Will Lecture?

"Teacher Zhang, there are still twenty minutes before the end of class, and you will give a lecture to the students again."

Sima Yu blocked Zhang Fan's way with a kind smile on his face.

When those students heard this, they immediately said one after another:

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, President Zhang, just give us another lecture."

"Teacher Zhang, there are only thirty people you treated just now. The rest of us were not treated, but we were lucky to be able to give us a lecture. ”

"Teacher Zhang, on behalf of the whole class, I ask you, just tell us about it."

"Your students are so powerful, and you are the president of the Martial Arts Association. The theories you are speaking of must have never been heard of before. ”

Zhang Fan looked at the students, and then at Sima Yu.

I felt a little embarrassed.

Theory?

I won't.

At the same time, he also secretly scolded this Sima Yu in his heart.

This guy is as cheap as Yu Deliang.

was slapped in the face once or twice, and I didn't think it was enough, so I had to continue to be cheap.

Seeing that Zhang Fan seemed to be stunned and didn't speak, Sima Yu secretly sneered in his heart.

Want to use therapy to cover up your theoretical weaknesses?

No way!

I'll see how you end up today!

Thinking of this, he said to the enthusiastic students, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, President Zhang, will not disappoint everyone. He will definitely satisfy everyone today. ”

"Okay!"

"Great!"

"To be able to hear Mr. Zhang's words is definitely a blessing for Sansheng!"

The students sat in their seats excitedly one by one, and they all looked up at Zhang Fan, waiting for Zhang Fan to talk about theory.

Zhang Fan glanced at Sima Yu.

Theory?

I'll talk about your sister!

I don't even fucking know how to cultivate, talk about your brother-in-law!

But now it's hard to ride a tiger.

was brought to this by Sima Yu, even if it was a hard head.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan turned his head and asked Sima Yu: "Teacher Sima, are you sure I want to speak?" ”

Sima Yu smiled kindly and turned his head to face the class: "Students, what do you say?" ”

"Tell me!"

"Tell me!"

"Tell me!"

The classmates shouted in unison.

Sima Yu's kind smile was mixed with a sneer.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and pressed it out of thin air, so that the students were quiet.

Then he said, "In that case, then I will be disrespectful." ”

All the classmates immediately quieted down, looking at Zhang Fan with their eyes open, like a little bird waiting for the old bird to feed them.

Zhang Fan continued: "But now there are only twenty minutes left before the end of class, and time is running out. If you talk about theory, you can only talk about a few small fragments, which will not help you much. In this way, if any of you have any questions about cultivation, you can come and ask me. I'll answer your questions. ”

The students listened and became even more excited.

It's only twenty minutes, and if it's just a lecture, it's likely that what will be said isn't what they need it to be.

And if you answer questions, it will undoubtedly be the most helpful for each of them.

When Sima Yu heard Zhang Fan's words, he looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

Zhang Fan's theoretical knowledge is a weakness, and he even picks the most difficult teaching method of answering questions.

It's just looking for death!

You know, different students have different problems.

With a hundred students in a class, it is possible to have a hundred different questions.

This requires the teacher to have a considerable amount of knowledge.

Zhang Fan had never even taken a theory class in his own class, and he still used this most difficult teaching method.

Is there something wrong with your brain?

For the time being, I couldn't figure out why Zhang Fan was doing this, and Sima Yu was no longer entangled.

Instead, he looked at Zhang Fan coldly.

Since you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame others.

Zhang Fan stood on the podium at this time and said: "Because of the limited time, for the sake of fairness, the students who have been treated just now should not ask questions." Those who have not been treated, you should come in order from front to back, from left to right. ”

As soon as the words fell, the first classmate spoke.

This is a girl, a second-level quasi-martial artist.

She asked:

"Chairman Zhang, when I broke through, I always felt that my body was swollen so much, as if it was about to explode. The book says that this is a normal phenomenon, and it is caused by the fact that when you break through, every cell is flooded with energy, so when you break through, you should increase your cultivation efforts. But the book also said that when breaking through, you can't let your body swell too much, otherwise there is a danger of self-explosion, so you can't cultivate too much. There must be a degree in between, but the book does not say how to master this degree.

"I asked many teachers and many cultivators, and they all said that they could control this degree with their own experience. This may be easy to grasp for those who have already broken through a few times, but it is difficult for novices, especially those who break through for the first time.

"I want to ask, is there any way to accurately grasp this degree?"

As soon as this question came out, Sima Yu at the scene secretly sneered.

This problem is almost unsolvable.

Every cultivator will encounter it.

Each cultivator will give a different answer.

But none of the answers are standard.

Because cultivators have different physical conditions, different talents, and different environments when cultivating.

So the degree at the time of breakthrough is also different.

It is simply impossible to give a standard answer.

After all, it has been more than two hundred years since the first cultivator Zhang Xiaoming appeared, and this problem has not been solved.

Now Zhang Fan wants to solve it, it is impossible.

At the same time, Sima Yu secretly praised the classmate in his heart: This question is a good question!

At the same time, in James Liu's office, the senior leaders of the martial arts association also shook their heads slightly.

This female classmate, doesn't she know that this problem is unsolvable?

No matter how powerful Zhang Fan's medical skills are and how rich his theoretical knowledge is, it is impossible to solve this problem.

The teacher at the scene also hurriedly stopped the student: "This classmate, I have already said this question you raised, and there is no solution. Everyone's situation is different, so you still have to grasp this degree yourself. As long as you break through more than three times, this degree is easy to master. ”

The female classmate looked at Zhang Fan with a little apology: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I also know that this problem is unsolvable." However, just now I saw that you are so good at medicine, and I have unrealistic illusions in my heart, imagining that it is possible for you to solve this problem. It was me who was reckless. ”

However, Zhang Fan waved his hand and motioned for the female classmate to sit down.

Then he opened his mouth lightly and asked, "You can fart, right?" ”

“……”

The entire classroom was suddenly silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.