Enduring the bruises on his back, Xiao Yao slowly returned to school, just in time to encounter the oncoming Feng Ling.

"Yo! Didn't come to class yesterday?"

Xiao Yao was slightly angry: "Judging from your expression, it's really a pity......

"Uh......" Feng Ling said embarrassedly: "Ben Shuai is completely sorry for a promising creator, in short, you have to take classes well." ”

"Then tell me ......"

"Huh?"

Xiao Yao's expression was serious: "Is it useful to take this kind of class?"

"It didn't work. Feng Ling didn't even think about it.

Xiao Yao: "......"

"It's not absolutely useless...... Feng Ling then patted Xiao Yao's shoulder, and his words seemed to have a deep meaning: "Go to class well, the teacher in class 23 is not an ordinary teacher......"

"I know, it's the public security department...... Xiao Yao didn't hear the meaning of Uncle Feng's words, and sighed: "If I don't come to class all the time...... What will be the result?"

Feng Ling smiled bitterly: "I advise you not to make such plans." ”

Xiao Yao guessed: "Am I ...... Will you leave Feather Dragon?"

Feng Ling replied: "Each author city has its own rules, according to the rules of Yulong, if the creator does not get the author's [primary] qualification within one year of entering the city, he will be abolished and expelled from the city. ”

In Yulong City, every newcomer who awakens creativity has a one-year adaptation period.

If they fail the assessment at the end of the year, they will be deprived of their qualification to reside in Yulong.

Hearing this, Xiao Yao's heart sank: "I see!"

Xiao Yao asked again, "Uncle Feng, what assessment does [Primary] need to pass?"

"Don't you know this?" Feng Ling stretched out his index finger and passed it upside down, pointing to the ground: "Graduating from here, you are the junior author of Yulongdu." ”

Class bell rings –

Feng Ling patted Xiao Yao on the back with a book: "Don't stand stupidly, it's time to go." Feng Ling repeatedly admonished: "The teacher in class 23, you try not to offend him......"

So, Xiao Yao returned to the classroom of class 23-

"Alas-" Xiao Yao sighed again: "It's calculated." ”

Teacher: "By whom?"

Xiao Yao was angry: "I have your share ......"

The name of this security teacher is Wang Dayan.

If you call it out in their Guanzhong dialect, you will be called "Uncle Wang" if you are not careful, and it is said that it is the name that his father gave him for fear of being bullied, which can be described as well-intentioned. But his father shouldn't have expected that this name not only didn't bring him cheap, but caused him many childhood misfortunes-

From childhood to adulthood, whether it is a teacher or a classmate, the people in the rivers and lakes give him a nickname: "Nest with (that who)!"

The situation didn't improve until he got a job - look at the door, who won't be late without an emergency, and if it's rude, people just pinch you and don't let you in. What's more, call the uncle and open the door, which is more effective than sesame, and the right should be called to the door.

Xiao Yao was completely speechless, he didn't expect that there was such a suitable name in the world to be a porter, and screamed: "My Uncle Wang! You must be about to retire, right?"

"It's early, I'm still a few years away from sixty, do we look so old?"

Xiao Yao looked at him calmly holding tea, comparable to the white crane in the pine room, and comparable to the lotus pond turtle in the bottom, and could only sigh sincerely: "No, you have to live for fifty years, let alone the spiritual leader, I am afraid that you can boil me to death." ”

Wang Lao was happy: "You baby, are you really good at talking - drinking tea?"

"Drink it yourself...... Xiao Yao's face was full of sadness, thinking: When this person's student is a student, I'm afraid he won't be able to graduate from here before he dies, but Uncle Feng said again: It is useful to take classes with him.

Useful! Will it ......

Xiao Yao's eyes changed, and he asked, "Uncle Wang, why did you come here to work?"

Wang Lao took a sip of tea: "There is an order from above, so I will come." ”

"Upper?"

"Yulong has only one 'top', which is the editorial department. Uncle Wang smiled: "You definitely don't understand, in fact, I don't really understand what is going on, old man." In Yulongdu, I'm just a grassroots watcher. ”

"That's it......" Xiao Yao was absent-minded.

While Xiao Yao was thinking about it, Wang Dayan smiled and said: "You would ask like this, you must feel uncomfortable, right? A bad old man like me, just watching the door, is actually worthy of being a teacher, to be honest, if you want to live here, you have to have a high level to be a lecturer and give lectures." Fortunately, you are the only student, and I feel very sad if I really delay many students. ”

Xiao Yao reminded him: "Uh...... Don't you feel sorry for me?"

"You, such a clever and clever young man, there will be many people rushing to ask for you as a student, hahahaha. After he laughed, Wang Dayan suddenly sighed:

"You can graduate from here without any teachers teaching you. ”

Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"To say why ......"

Wang Dayan paused slightly, then lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Do you know that there is a data room in the Yulong editorial department?"

Xiao Yao suddenly saw sweat behind him: "Yulong Editorial Department...... Data room?"

There is no city government in the author's city, but there will be an editorial department that is responsible for the overall management of all authors.

Wang Dayan continued: "The rule of this school is that teaching can only be passed on orally, but in fact, most of these teachers are practicalists, such as Xiaofeng, who doesn't care about theory. Before he can teach, he also needs to read some materials before he can fully grasp the theoretical knowledge and start lecturing. Wang Dayan blinked handsomely: "The information about the 'Creation Technique' was all found from the information room of the Yulong Editorial Department. ”

This is the administrative center of Yulong, the heart of the entire city. In this way, its data room may be equivalent to the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Pavilion?

Xiao Yao asked suspiciously, "But how do you know that Uncle Feng has been in and out of the data room?"

"Because ......," Wang said with a smile: "The place where I am the concierge is in the editorial office." ”

He's, the porter of Yulong's editorial department!?

Last night's foreshadowing turned out to be "noble people helping", it was actually this porter old man?

Xiao Yao was shocked: "You are ......"

Wang Dayan drank the tea and smashed his mouth: "I have observed you for a long time, because of my relationship, some people bully you and despise you, but you are only playing for a day, and when you calm down, you will come back to class again, and you will not lose your temper or complain about the old man." Alas, nice lad. People like me can't teach you anything, and it's a pity if I'm so delayed. So this is also a reward for you calling me a teacher, hehehehehe-"

Xiao Yao gasped: "Ability, success?"