"Why did you suddenly remember to bow to the statue?" Walking into the passage, Lin Haoran asked, and the bow of the dialect surprised him a little.

"I don't know," Fang Yan gestured with his hands randomly, "and suddenly felt that this dragon was quite respectable, so he bowed, and no outsiders saw it." Fang Yan shrugged, in fact, he didn't know what he was thinking at the time.

Lin Haoran didn't ask much, just what Fang Yan did when he was touched, it was a little strange but not incomprehensible.

The passage was dark, and there was a faint glowing magic lamp every dozens of zhang, which looked like a horror movie scene.

"Vice President Lin, the military department should be..."Fang Yan didn't hold back, but still opened his mouth to ask what he thought in his heart.

"What should it be?" Lin Haoran didn't stop, and turned his head to look at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan's hands drew a wide shelf in front of his chest, "The military department, the center of the empire's armed forces, even if it is not magnificent, shouldn't it be such a depressing and dark style, right?" At least ......"

"At least like the Mage Guild, it will make people feel awe-inspired?" Lin Haoran took the words of the dialect with a smile.

“... Well. ”

"You're wrong," Lin Haoran shook his head, "The military department is not an ordinary office, will ordinary people come to the military department?" To assess the cultivation? Accepted for employment? These are the responsibilities of various friars' guilds and mercenary guilds. ”

"The military department is a sword of the empire, the sharpness of the sword does not lie in the scabbard, but in itself, the scabbard is just the shell of the sword, rather than paying attention to the maintenance of the scabbard, it is better to polish itself more."

"The design style of the military department was proposed by Lord Wen Renyan, he thinks that the depressive style can make people wake up at all times, if the military department begins to pursue luxury, then the empire will also eat the jujube pill."

"The military department pays attention to hard power, as long as the strength is there, even if the military department is set up in a broken grass house, others will be in awe, and the façade does not need to exist in the military department."

"Actually, people are the same sometimes." After Lin Haoran finished speaking, his footsteps stopped, "It's here." ”

Lin Haoran stopped in front of a purple door, stepped forward with a respectful face and tapped twice.

"Come in." A deep male voice rang out from inside the room.

Fang Yan followed Lin Haoran into the room, and suddenly felt his eyes light up.

Different from the oppressive sense of slaughter of the military department, the room was much brighter, and in the left corner of the room was a large bookcase, in the center of which was a golden copy of the "Basic Law of the Xiyun Empire", and a pair of black-framed glasses were placed in a small box next to it.

In the right corner of the room is a suit of armor, next to which is a quaint sword.

There was a stove in the center of the room, and there was a small round table next to the stove, and on the chair next to the round table sat a middle-aged man reading materials.

"Teacher, I'm here." Lin Haoran walked quickly to the middle-aged man and bowed respectfully.

This middle-aged man who looks about the same age as Lin Haoran turned out to be Lin Haoran's teacher?

"Well, you sit down for a while, let me read this information." The middle-aged man said without raising his head.

When Lin Haoran heard this, he didn't sit down, but stood respectfully at the table.

Lin Haoran didn't sit, and Fang Yan had to stand, it was clear that the light in the room was much more abundant than outside, but Fang Yan felt even more depressed.

After a long time, the middle-aged man put down the information, leaned back, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with both hands, "Haoran, how are you doing?" ”

"Teacher Meng is concerned, and the students are all right." Lin Haoran replied.

"The election of the new dean of the Eighth Academy has started in two years, and I heard that some people in Shuimu Academy are very active?" The middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked at Lin Haoran.

"They are prepared, and the students also have a backhand, each with their own ability," Lin Haoran looked calm, "But the matter of the students coming to the teacher today, if the operation is good, the students' selection can be much more certain." ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man's face finally had a little more expression, "What's the matter?" If it's opportunistic, I will definitely not help you. ”

"My character, you know, if you go through those side doors, the students won't be called Lin Haoran."

The middle-aged man nodded, looking at the dialect for the first time.

"First-order cultivation, the root bone qualification is ordinary, you can bring him here, it must have something to do with him, right?"

"That's right," Lin Haoran nodded, beckoned to Fang Yan, and motioned for him to come over, "His name is Fang Yan, and he is currently a partner of Shuimu Academy, Fang Yan, this is my teacher, you can call him General Fan." ”

"Hello General Fan, I'm a dialect." Fang Yan walked to the stove and bowed slightly to General Fan.

"Oh, I remember," General Fan raised an eyebrow, "the Flying Sword Contest is the idea you came up with." ”

Fang Yan scratched his head: "Lucky to come up with an idea." ”

"This time, our Shuimu Academy and Dialect are carrying out a new cooperation project," Lin Haoran continued.

"The project we are working on is called the Shadow of the Shadow, and it is also an idea that came up with dialects," Lin Haoran briefly introduced the concept of the Shadow and took out the Shadow Crystal, "Look at this." ”

General Fan took the photo crystal and put it on the round table, Lin Haoran recited a spell, and the photo crystal began to play the edited "Bright Sword".

"Oh? Is this about the Miracle War? The beginning of the Shadow of the Devil surprised General Fan, and then with the development of the plot of "Bright Sword", General Fan's sitting posture was changed from half-lying on the chair to sitting upright in a positive color.

"This Li Yunlong is Xiao Huang, right?"

"Are you playing Zhao Gang?"

"This Sun Desheng is really a hero!"

"It's a pity, Chu Yunfei ......"

The duration of the Yunyao version of "Bright Sword" is more than six quarters of an hour, and General Fan also watched some scenes repeatedly when he watched it, and when he saw the ending of the film, more than an hour had passed.

"What a bright sword, what a Xiyun military soul!" After reading Li Yunlong's last speech, General Fan slapped the table excitedly, and he didn't even notice that the teacup on the table had been overturned.

"Teacher," Lin Haoran waited for General Fan to calm down a little, and said, "You have also seen this demon shadow, we have discussed it with the Mage Association, if the military and the royal family approve the report, we will use the channel of the Mage Association to spread it to various towns in the empire, and broadcast it during the war celebration." ”

"The military is no problem," General Fan agreed without much thought, "I can call the shots in this matter, you leave this demon shadow for me, I will go to meet Your Majesty later, the royal family is not a big problem, you go back and send me an application through the official channels of the Academy of Water and Wood, and I will help you make all the approvals." ”

The military giants who can be Lin Haoran's teachers have absolutely not low eyesight, and General Fan quickly understood the value of the Demon Shadow.

It can be expected that if this "Bright Sword" is broadcast throughout the empire, the thoughts of the residents of the empire will be subjected to an unprecedented benign baptism, which is no longer a question of how much weight can be added to Lin Haoran's selection, this is a big event that will reach the heavens!