"The five of you are all the best among the freshmen of the Northern War this year, so naturally you can't study step by step like ordinary students. According to your characteristics and expertise, Beizhan will arrange special teachers for you. As for Teacher Liu and Liu, he is indeed a genuine seventh-rank martial artist, although he is a little lazy, but more contact with him will definitely help you in your future martial arts path. ”

"Liu Feng, don't be lazy anymore, although I promised you that you don't have to take students before, but this year's situation is a bit special, and this tutor's task is not allowed to shirk. Also, know that you are troublesome, so you don't need to teach professional things. You just need to pull these people into your garden on a regular basis to plant for you, and you're done. ”

Zhang Donggui seemed to understand the psychology of both teachers and students, and his words directly dispelled the concerns of both parties.

Liu Feng said, "Okay." "It's officially the job of a mentor.

And Song Chuan and the other five people have their own thoughts.

Anyway, Dean Zhang of Beizhang personally came to explain to the students why he chose Liu Feng as their mentor, which was big enough, so even if Zheng Xue was very dissatisfied, he swallowed it back.

Zhang Donggui said: "A few of you, except for Wang Derui, must be upgraded by one grade within a week. Before the end of this semester, Li Meng must reach the second grade high stage, Song Chuan, Han Yuyang and Zheng Xue, the three of you must at least reach the second grade middle stage, and Wang Derui must reach the second grade early stage. If it doesn't meet my requirements, I'll be fired on the spot. After speaking, Zhang Donggui drifted away.

After Zhang Dong left, Liu Feng also stood up and said to everyone: "Did you hear that? Don't come to me for anything in the future, go to other mentors." In addition, every weekend, they come to my place to grow vegetables. I got to know you today, Song Chuan will go back with me in a while, and the others can disperse. ”

As soon as Liu Feng's words fell, Zheng Xue left the classroom directly, and didn't say hello to anyone before leaving.

Liu Feng was not annoyed, and walked out slowly. Song Chuan gestured to the other three and followed.

"Old Han, do you hear that? both of us are going to be promoted to the second grade. I'm already in the early stage of the second grade, and I don't think it will be difficult to move up to the senior stage before the end of the term. But you only have a high-level rank now, do you have confidence?" After Song Chuan left, Li Meng asked Han Yuyang.

Han Yuyang picked up the long knife and said, "Before the end of the term, I will be promoted to the third grade." Then he walked out as well.

After seeing Han Yuyang leave, Li Meng said to Wang Derui again: "Old Wang, you only need to reach the early stage of the second grade, alas, it is not difficult. ”

Wang Derui cried with a sad face, "Brother Meng, are you and I a few perverts? Now there are about 3 months left before the end of the term, and it will take at least two months for a normal person to improve the realm of a small section. I'm now equivalent to improving two small realms in 3 months, and there is also a realm of praise in the middle of it, and I'm going to die of worry. ”

"Hmm, is it so difficult to improve the ranks?

Wang Derui gave Li Meng a "too lazy to scold you" look, and left the classroom in a hurry.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the classroom, Li Meng said to himself: "You can only progress in battle." Well, find someone to fight. "Gone too.

In a vegetable garden somewhere in the Northern War.

Liu Feng fell on a recliner on the side, unable to tell if he was asleep.

Song Chuan endured his nausea and poured the last basket of feces into a large bucket. He saw in the distance, Liu Feng on the recliner seemed to be asleep, so he planned to sneak away.

However, Liu Feng happened to be lying at the entrance and exit of the vegetable garden, and in order not to wake up the other party, Song Chuan decided to jump off the wall and escape.

But as soon as Song Chuan came to the base of the wall, a lazy voice floated in his ears: "Are you done?"

Song Chuan hurriedly turned his head with a smile and said, "I just finished it." Seeing that you were asleep, uncle, I didn't dare to disturb you when I thought about letting you rest more. ”

"Come here. ”

Song Chuan obediently walked over, found a bench, and deliberately sat in the upwind direction of Liu Feng.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Chuan sat down, Liu Feng frowned: "Don't wash like this?"

Song Chuan smiled and didn't answer, but he didn't move.

Liu Feng knew that Song Chuan was holding back, and he was not angry. took out a handful of withered yellow grass blades and handed them to Song Chuan.

After Song Chuan grabbed the grass in his hand, he suddenly felt that the foul smell on his body disappeared. He looked at the handful of grass in his hand in surprise, and it didn't seem to be anything special. So he asked, "What is this? ”

"It's a breath that hides all the smells from you. ”

Song Chuan's eyes lit up. "This is a different plant?" Liu Feng nodded.

Song Chuan carefully put away the closed grass. I thought to myself, the sloppy uncle is really too extravagant, and the problem that can be solved by taking a bath is actually given a handful of alien plants. It seems that there is nothing wrong with his choice.

Thinking of this, Song Chuan smiled again and said, "Teacher Liu, do you think it's time to teach me something real?"

Liu Feng glanced at Song Chuan and asked, "Didn't I say it before?" ”

"Don't, others don't know, don't know yet. You are polite, not to mention anything else, the momentum you showed when you were against that kid Gao Yuan, I knew that you were the number one master of the Northern War. ”

Hearing the title of the No. 1 master of the Northern War, Liu Feng finally had a little spirit, and he asked Song Chuan curiously: "I am the No. 1 master of the Northern War?"

"Do you say my uncle? Where is he your opponent? You are hidden in the court, you live in seclusion in the Northern War and do not ask about the world, and you are a high-grade martial artist. If I hadn't known that Lao Zhangtou was the leader of the Northern War, I would have thought that you were the dean of our Northern War. ”

Liu Feng was not fooled by Song Chuan's sycophancy, he seized a loophole in Song Chuan's words and asked, "Your uncle?"

Song Chuan's face was not red, hehe Yile. "In the past few days, I have always talked about Mr. Liu Shanlin, and I have talked about my own habits. ”

"I'm afraid that in a few days, you yourself will think that you are really Liu Shanlin's nephew, right?"

"Nephew, nephew. Song Chuan corrected. "That's right, uncle. I've been having a question for so many days, why did Liu Shanlin listen to you and think of me as his nephew?"

Liu Feng stared at Song Chuan for a while and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

"Absolutely. ”

"Then can you promise not to tell anyone else?"

Song Chuan originally just wanted to set porcelain with Liu Feng, and by the way, he also thanked the other party for his help during the entrance exam. Unexpectedly, Liu Feng asked such a question, obviously the next conversation involved Liu Shanlin's secret. What an unexpected bonus.

Song Chuan patted his chest and said, "Of course you can, uncle, don't worry." ”

Liu Feng looked at the sky and didn't speak for a while. Just when Song Chuan was a little impatient, Liu Feng said: "The willow mountain forest you see now is not the real willow mountain forest. ”