The Tianzi No. 7 Forge was deliberately built in a sparsely populated area.

There is no training hall or teaching building within five kilometers of the surrounding area, and the flow of people passing by is naturally very small.

So, on the side of the empty avenue, two tall and one short, two thin and one strong, the three men were silent.

Dan Moore and Sikong Wei are actually very curious.

What kind of soul did this man who held a teaching assistant badge at a young age contract.

But if Ye Hanjun had an attitude of not wanting to answer, they also captured it.

Because of the friction relationship last time, neither of them was embarrassed to put down their faces, and continued to stare at him and ask.

"It's eight o'clock, why hasn't the butcher come yet?"

Not far away there is a bell tower, and the pendulum above it makes a dull sound, exactly eight times.

Ye Hanjun waited patiently for another minute, but still didn't see the man who was crazy about the instrument, broke the silence in time, and looked at the two of them puzzled.

"It shouldn't be." Danmur furrowed his thick thick eyebrows, "No matter how the butcher is, he will usually rush to the ...... point"

"Will there be a delay?" Sikong Wei speculated:

"You know, he's going to get investment for the new forge table, and he's been visiting friends and family for the past few days."

"Wait patiently, the butcher is a little grumpy, but what he promises, he usually has a beginning and an end to complete it well......"

Hearing such an answer, Ye Hanjun said no more.

Idle, his gaze fixed on the hyena grinding its claws in the shade of the tree, ignoring the latter's cold, vigilant little eyes.

In my head, I remember the body structure of the hyena.

How to dissect to get the whole fur, which blood vessel cut will spurt out a lot of blood, where the meat is more chewy, where the meat is particularly fatty and not tasty......

Flipped through it over and over again, and reviewed it ten times.

"Squeak!" (ꐦÒ‸Ó)

The hyena certainly didn't know what this strange human was thinking.

But it just feels cold in the neck, and it's uncomfortable anywhere.

When he bared his teeth and tried to intimidate, Ye Hanjun shook his head, ignored it anymore, and asked again:

"It's eight-fifteen."

"You said that the class starts at half past eight, and there are only fifteen minutes left, I'm afraid you won't even have time to hurry, right?"

"It's not reasonable......"

Sikong Wei and Dan Muer looked at each other.

What happened to the butcher?

Shouldn't he be left overnight by those old peach blossoms who covet his male color in order to solicit investment?

Truly...... The taste of those old peach blossoms is notoriously unique.

I like an old man like the butcher who is old and has a very strong figure......

Sikong Wei and Dan Moore, with straight faces, kept communicating with each other.

They didn't dare to spread the butcher's gossip at will in front of Ye Hanjun.

Speculation is really not true.

Just when Ye Hanjun was speechless for a while, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and a turquoise carriage galloped towards him.

"Drive! Drive! Drive! ”

"Phew—"

Pulling the cart was a blue lion, four thick lion paws running wildly, the blue lion hair like a wave of wheat falling backwards, very fast.

"It's the butcher's personal coachman!"

Sikong Wei stood upright, thinking that Tu Long was coming, and was ready to go up to greet him.

Who would have expected that the coachman on the back of the blue lion shouted in a panic:

"A few masters, the butcher can't come today!"

"He asked me to bring you a message, which roughly means that he has an urgent business to go out this morning, and it may be several days before he returns."

"Huh?" Danmul glared, "What about the lesson?" The students are probably all here, just waiting for him to attend. ”

"If you release a flock of student pigeons, you will be resentful and complained......"

"Uh......" Coachman Hu Kanglin paused for a moment, and immediately relayed Tu Long's original words:

"Master Tu said, today's class, he gave you full authority to let you travel the right to substitute teaching!"

"He hopes that the three of you will do it together, not for rave reviews, but for no merit and no fault, and not to lose his face!"

"Substitute teaching?"

Ye Hanjun heard this word, and his eyes flickered slightly.

There are tens of thousands of students in Canghai Pavilion, of which the lower grades account for ninety percent and the senior students account for one percent, and the boundary of judgment is whether the authority is promoted to the second rank.

In the early days of the establishment of the hospital, in order to avoid the confusion of basic courses and advanced courses, and to prevent the senior students from bullying the lower grades with stronger strength and destroying the growth environment of the lower grades, the north campus and the south campus were deliberately divided.

For non-group events or major events, the two sides are not allowed to communicate casually, and violators will be punished accordingly.

The same goes for teaching assistants and formal tutors.

Most of them may be compatible with both teaching tasks, but the hospital still allows them to have a clear division of labor.

For example, Tulong, Danmur, and Sikongwei are divided into the North Campus.

The students who have been teaching all this time are either newcomers who have been under 1 year or older, or they are junior students who have been on the path of the spirit for 1 to 5 years and are still hovering in the first rank.

As for the "substitute teaching" mentioned by Hu Kanglin.

In Ye Hanjun's opinion, this is a very interesting thing.

Some teaching assistants often have their own unique knowledge in specific fields, or the growth of their authority and the cultivation of their souls.

Due to their status, they are not qualified to practice independently.

Only by being trusted by the associated mentor and endorsed by the associated mentor himself.

When tutors are not available and available, they have the opportunity to work directly with the student and complete a lesson independently from start to finish.

"Butcher ......"

“…… Are you willing to let us substitute teach? ”

Sikong Wei and Dan Mur took several seconds to digest the information.

One opened his mouth in disbelief, and the other stared at the bull's eye and breathed heavily.

They have been following Tu Long for almost two years.

Tu Long, who is obsessed with forging, even if he doesn't like to contact students, thinks they are troublesome, and thinks they are noisy.

If it was his turn to start the class, it was unambiguous, and he had always done it himself.

At most, Sikong Wei and Dan Moore, who assisted him as deputies, could naturally guess his thoughts.

He was afraid that the two of them would not be good at academics and mislead the students' cognition.

Even if the harm is insignificant, he will not be opportunistic on this point.

So—every time, Tu Long takes the class by himself!

Since taking up the position of teaching assistant, Sikong Wei and Dan Moore have never been given the right to substitute for teaching.

Unexpectedly, on this ordinary morning, this sudden mission fell on their heads?

"Ahh I almost forgot! ”

Hu Kanglin looked left and right, and finally his eyes focused on Ye Hanjun's side:

"With such a face, you should be the new Han assistant teacher, right?"

"The butcher also said, I hope you can help take care of it, with you, he feels more at ease."

“……”

Ye Hanjun glanced to the side and remained silent.

Sure enough, a hint of anticipation, or excitement, that had just emerged between Sikong Wei and Dan Moore froze on their faces for a moment.

They followed Tu Long for so long.

And he is also the lord of the second rank.

When people reach middle age, they experience far more things than students.

In the end, it's actually because of Hanjun?

Because of this 20-year-old newcomer who has just gotten the status of a teaching assistant for a few days, he has set a precedent and is willing to grant the right to substitute teaching?

Sikong Wei and Dan Moore glanced at each other, neither of them was a taste.

The picture of Han Jun going against the current a few days ago and stopping the fryer with his own strength is indeed vivid.

But this feeling of being surpassed and changed by the butcher is indeed difficult to accept.

"I see, I'll try."

Ye Hanjun smiled indifferently and didn't care much.

"But—Master and Master Dan, let's let one of you teach the class."

"When I first arrived, I didn't know much about the process of class, so instead of blindly fooling around, I would like to be your deputy."

"If there is a problem, everyone will discuss and solve it together, how about this plan?"

Dan Moore was anxious, and after a little thought, he made a decision:

"Whatever you want, let's discuss the details when we get in the car."

"It's not too early, students should be in a hurry."

"If you really get a bunch of complaints, it will be troublesome!"

Ye Hanjun bowed slightly, followed behind Danmur and Sikong Wei, and the third got into the carriage.

"Roar!"

The blue lion roared, launched the skill "Stepping", and suddenly ejected.

"We can go faster if we take the road with fewer people!"

Hu Kanglin also had a sense of urgency, and reached out to summon an energy whip and whipped it on the blue lion's ass.

"Oh!!"

The blue lion let out a painful and comfortable roar, and its muscles bulged upwards for a small part, and in a short time, the speed of the run increased again.

These gorgeous beasts with blue fur are also quite agile.

Charge in a straight line, drag the carriage to drift around the corner, the wind is galloping, and the dust and smoke raised rise into the sky.

"It's time to get down!"

At 8:45, the vehicle braked suddenly.

Because of the hyenas and torch monkeys, there is also no talk of riding the spirit.

The three men were all in a frenzied manner, rushing towards a low, snowflake-shaped building.

"Whew...... It's terrible. ”

Ye Hanjun not only runs the slowest but also coughs up blood when he runs.

The muscular Dan Mul immediately offered to carry him on his back, thinking that this would shorten the time.

Ye Hanjun refused.

He had sensed a large concentration of soul fluctuations, and he thought that this was where the classroom was.

Enter the main entrance and run to the front right for 16 seconds, and you will see a glittering corridor forged from crystal forging.

In the dark crowd, the noise stopped abruptly.

A pair of human eyes wrapped in scrutiny, and a pair of vigilant beast gazes, firmly locked on the three people who stopped their steps one after the other.

"Assistant Dan, are you late......"

"Some of us came before eight o'clock, and the flowers in the courtyard were almost gone, so we finally waited for you to come......"

A female student holding a moon cat was originally squatting on the ground, holding a large handful of petals in her hand, counting odd and even numbers in all kinds of boredom.

Seeing Danmur at the head, she showed a relieved expression and slowly stood up.

And that resentful tone immediately resonated with countless people.