Strictly speaking, there should be procedures for such a thing as permission, and even the signing of the agreement needs to be held accountable. The first is because there will indeed be an increase in combat power beyond several levels, and the second is also because once a mistake is made, it will cause the whole city to stop demons, which needs to be strictly managed.

Kevin undoubtedly doesn't have this power, and if this kind of thing is done seriously, then Kevin is estimated to be in prison for a few years. But sometimes you can't do things too hard, not to mention that the reason why Kevin can get the graphic code is still calculated using the permission given by the principal, and if you want to govern Kevin, the principal is also responsible.

In fact, the real essence of the reason is that Kevin himself is a librarian and has a large number of state secrets, and he is essentially a figure who has half a foot in the core of the country. It's not a big deal for this kind of person to get a permission, not to mention that this permission is also incomplete.

Of course, the principal still has to criticize Kevin. After all, doing such a thing as authority is indeed overstepping the authority, pay attention in the future, go back and make up the signing procedure, etc.

Kevin listened and nodded repeatedly, and his heart was already prepared. With the current situation, it is really inappropriate to take back the permission of the little spoon, and it is not bad that the minotaurs can be banned.

This is equivalent to one more means of punishment, and they should not always be scared by dropping out of school. If the same trick is used all the time, it will be useless, not to mention that you can't really always expel students, which will also damage the reputation of the school. There is a real ban, which is much more deterrent than an "ethereal" dropout.

The minotaur and the bear child are basically of the same type, perhaps the minotaur is older, more knowledgeable, bolder, and more powerful. Maybe the minotaurs should be more mature, but right now, the newborn beasts are being greatly suppressed. This is not allowed, that is not allowed, this is to be scolded, that is to be withdrawn, I can't understand in class, I have nothing to do after class, in this case, the children burst out with a strong rebellion.

Bear children are naughty, just give a beating. Minotaur is naughty and spanks ...... If you can't beat it, even those who can beat it can't really fight. Their parents are not here, so they can't cooperate with the education. What's more, the orcs have a different culture, and even if the parents come, they may not necessarily support the school, and maybe they will help their children deal with the school.

Now, although there is a ban technique that can be authorized, but this alone is not enough. There must be both a stick and a carrot, and the stick is so sharp that it can even control them to speak, but the carrot has not yet been. After all, they are students, not prisoners, and there must be a little sweetness.

"Regarding the Glory of the Dead," the Headmaster began, "there is a big obstacle at the moment, and technically, judging by the lethality of orc fights, this game may be too dangerous." ”

Kevin fell silent, and what the principal said was true. Orc fights are not serious, but if players are fighting with permission, it is not interesting for orcs, and the original purpose of the game is lost. You have to fight yourself, and at the same time, you have to carry a part of the authority, and it is difficult to grasp the proportion of this.

"What else do you think?" asked the headmaster, "young people have a lot of ideas, and we older people can't keep up with the times. ”

"Headmaster, don't say that," Kevin hurriedly humbled himself, "Actually, it's up to the ...... Ahem, it's up to Teacher Lin. The first step is to give them a school uniform with a printed number so that we can tell who is who. Then we can start to educate them. ”

"If they change into school uniforms, won't we just recognize the wrong person?" the principal posed a practical question.

"Otherwise," Kevin suggested, "put some kind of metal bracelet on them, and the bracelet will be locked, and we will keep the key, and they won't be able to take it off." The number on the bracelet is arranged, then they can't change it. When we graduate, we open the bracelet again and tell them to get out. ”

The headmaster looked out the window: "That's an exaggeration. But you can use this to scare them, and if anyone changes clothes, once they are discovered, we will put a bracelet on him. ”

"Headmaster, Headmaster. Suddenly, the voice of the minotaur came from outside the door, and he seemed a little anxious.

"What for?" the headmaster was impatient.

"The teacher said, when I see you in the future, I will call you grandpa. The minotaur shouted.

Principal: "......"

"Grandpa. "The minotaur really barked.

"Shut up, call me Headmaster in the future. The headmaster hurriedly stopped, although it was only in terms of grade, the headmaster's hundred-year-old archmage, not to mention grandpa, could be his ancestor.

"Oh, then we'll go back. The minotaur turned away, leaving behind the sound of distant footsteps.

Kevin and the principal then discussed, "Since the glory of the dead is not available for the time being, why don't you take them to see a stage play or something first?"

The principal shook his head repeatedly: "Stage play? Which one to watch? Most of our performances here are in Lou Paule's Chinese language, and you have to find imperial Chinese dramas to let them watch them." And even if the language is okay, do you show them literary opera or martial arts?"

Kevin was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh.

"They themselves are very powerful, and if they show them martial arts performances, I am afraid that they will laugh to death. They basically can't understand the more advanced dialogues, and they can't hold on to simple and rough kisses and hugs. The headmaster shook his head repeatedly.

"Or is there a troupe of orcs?" Kevin asked, "acting out their myths, their stories, so it should be interesting for them." ”

The principal thought for a moment, nodded and took out the memo and wrote it down: "Okay, I'll contact a few when the time comes." ”

Suddenly, the minotaur outside the door came again: "Headmaster, headmaster!"

"What for?" said the headmaster, impatient again.

"Our teacher said it, and she said that there is nothing wrong with the word grandpa, and it can be used generally. For example, an old man, then you can call him grandpa so-and-so, so we can also call you grandpa principal. The minotaur said a bunch of things outside the door.

The principal frowned: "Who are you teachers?"

"That, that, Teacher Authority," the Minotaur thought for a moment, but changed his words, "Well, it's a temporary teacher." ”

Kevin interjected on the side: "It doesn't seem like it's impossible, right?"

The headmaster turned his head, "It's not your attention, is it?"

Kevin hurriedly waved his hand, "Absolutely not! I don't know why she taught her students to call you that." ”

The principal didn't talk nonsense, and shouted directly at the minotaur: "Go, call your teacher." ”

The minotaur obediently went to call, and after a while, the little spoon hurriedly came and knocked on the door and came in: "Headmaster, you called me?"

"What's going on?" the headmaster gestured to the minotaur outside.

"That's right, I have some ideas," the spoon replied earnestly, "I don't think these orcs have enough respect for the teacher, maybe the orcs don't have this habit on the other." But there should still be a minimum of respect for the elders, so I tried to get them to address the teacher the way they addressed the elders. ”

Of course, they also know that teachers are different from elders, and maybe they are just calling them for fun at the moment. But I think that maybe after a long time, it will subtly affect them, and they will naturally respect them, right?" the little spoon scratched his head, "It's like pretending to be a grandson too much, and people will become real grandchildren." ”

There was silence in the headmaster's room, the headmaster's face was strange, Kevin looked at this, looked at that, and the little spoon secretly grimaced at him.

"Well," the headmaster sighed, "if you think it's useful, then give it a try." ”

"Okay, okay," said the little spoon, overjoyed, "then I'll have them come to the principal's office every morning to say hello." ”

Principal: "......"

"Yes, then I'll go. The little spoon went out happily. The shouting of a small spoon came from afar: "Listen to me, from 7 to 7:30 every day, everyone will line up at the door of the principal's office and say hello to the principal." If anyone doesn't come, don't even think about talking this week!"

The principal shook his head helplessly: "Young people do have a lot of ideas, but I want to say that you must greet me in advance before you do something." Suddenly being called grandpa, you still need a little psychological preparation. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, definitely. Kevin nodded hurriedly.

The next morning, the Minotaurs lined up in front of the principal's office on time, and the corridor went all the way down the stairwell. The small spoon carried a short stick and supervised on the side: "Are all the people here? Are all the people here?"

"It's all there. The minotaurs shouted.

Little Spoon nodded: "Okay, today is our first day of hello." Don't be a psychological burden, don't complain, you should think of the headmaster as a prophet in your tribe, those elders of high moral character, you want to worship him, you know?"

"Yes, teacher. The crowd replied in unison.

"Well, that's good," Little Spoon nodded in satisfaction, "now on, say hello to the headmaster's grandfather." ”

The first Minotaur immediately knocked on the door of the principal's office, and then said very respectfully: "Grandpa the principal." ”

The headmaster had goosebumps, but still nodded: "Yes." ”

The first one goes out, the second one comes in." "The second goes out, and the third comes in......

"Grandpa Principal, Grandpa Principal, Grandpa Principal, Grandpa Principal, Grandpa Principal...... "Principal's Grandpa" kept nodding, nodding, nodding......

Suddenly, the bald teacher passed by and looked at this scene with some curiosity.

The minotaur suddenly answered very respectfully: "Uncle Bald." ”

Bald Teacher: "......"

"Hahaha......" several of the minotaurs laughed.

"Don't laugh!" scolded the spoon, "it's a serious matter, just think of your sacrifices." You want to respect from the bottom of your heart, you know?"

"Yes, teacher. The minotaurs put away their smiles. So the next situation is "Grandpa Principal, Uncle Bald, Grandpa Principal, Uncle Bald......"

The bald teacher finally couldn't listen anymore and turned away. The headmaster also wanted to laugh, but forcibly held back. The little spoon himself has to bite his lower lip and hold back a smile, although it is a serious situation directed by himself, why the more serious it is, the more funny it is.