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The divine power is infinitely mysterious, and there is no way to transform.

Although Fang Lan had an incomparably mysterious Xuan Shen power, on the surface, he was still an ordinary person, and his cultivation was only at the level of a junior Daoist.

Fang Lan was not overly high-profile, although his recent behavior was a little abnormal, but it was only in the school, and no one could detect that he was already a god believer.

After all, the gods are still far away from ordinary people in the Big 6 countries.

In the dark space, there are twenty points of mysterious light. Fang Lan could feel the incomparably mysterious power from these twenty points of mysterious light, and every feeling could make him yearn and long.

Fang Lan's upper limit of divine power was still twenty points.

In fact, Fang Lan's belief in the god of the Xuan Ming Dynasty had not yet reached the level of piety.

Piety here refers to faith in the course of dù.

Belief is roughly divided into several levels according to the strength of the faith, starting from the lowest faith, first faith in God, then trust, then faith, then piety, and then there are several levels such as faith and fanaticism, which involve the mysterious changes of the human heart.

There are several kinds of expressions in the middle of each level, strictly speaking, all of them are related to the mind, and are related to the contribution of the power of faith and the acceptance of the power of God.

At present, Fang Lan is the level of faith.

The arrival of this level is achieved through a series of rituals of worshipping the gods of the Guò Fang family, which directly crosses the two levels of faith and trust, which is equivalent to directly omitting the process of acceptance.

At the level of faith, Fang Lan's mind changed more towards the envy of the god of the Xuan Netherworld, the curiosity and yearning for divine power, and the desire to become a powerful being like the god of the Xuan Netherworld.

However, this change of mind is limited to a certain degree, and it is not contrary to the belief in the gods.

"It's time to increase the number of classes. ”

The upper limit of the number of sixty people can no longer meet Fang Lan. Fang Lan could predict that his visual arts course would exceed the 60 student limit in a very short period of time, and it would not be of much benefit if he taught according to the 60 student limit.

Cheongdam School of Arts and Technology, Principal's Office.

Principal Li looked at the young man in front of him, feeling very satisfied, and his eyes also showed obvious satisfaction, even if Fang Lan asked to break through the number limit of sixty people, his eyes did not change much.

"Well, I also think it's time to increase your teaching places, I have considered this matter before, if you can ensure the same teaching efficiency, I can agree with you to increase the number of teaching places. ”

In fact, the number of students is limited in order to be efficient. If the efficiency of teaching can be guaranteed, with the level of science and technology in today's world, it is completely possible to achieve hundreds of thousands of people to teach, or even more.

"I guarantee that the minimum evaluation of the teaching will be maintained at the level of six stars, and whether it will be higher in the future depends on the situation in the future. Fang Lan looked confident.

Perhaps it was Fang Lan's self-confidence that infected Principal Li, and Principal Li immediately agreed to Fang Lan's request very happily.

"Let's add twenty places first, see the effect first, and if the effect is good, you can increase it immediately. Principal Li readily agreed to the twenty places.

"However, I will always ask the teaching evaluation team to conduct a sample evaluation of your teaching, and if the current teaching evaluation is lowered, then the number of places will have to be reduced. ”

"No problem, Headmaster. ”

The sudden increase of 20 places can also show President Li's expectation and trust in Fang Lan.

Increasing the number of places by 20 is basically impossible for ordinary teachers, and for those teachers who can also break through the number limit, 20 places is also a very high standard, which is a bold attempt.

This conversation was very pleasant, and Fang Lan was also a little surprised that Principal Li would be so good at talking.

With the addition of 20 places, Fang Lan's visual arts class will have a maximum of 80 students, which is the number of students who have passed most of the courses.

At Cheongdam School of Arts and Sciences, only one or two veteran teachers who occasionally have seven-star evaluations will occasionally increase the number of students when they teach a certain aspect.

Fang Lan's class reached 80 people, which can be said to be unique.

Fang Lan dared to ask for more teaching places, on the one hand, because of his confidence in divine arts, and on the other hand, his confidence in himself.

These days, with the help of divine arts, Fang Lan's own teaching skills have also improved to a jaw-dropping degree, and his ability is not inferior to those old teachers who have studied for dozens or hundreds of years.

Soon after, the news that the visual arts program had raised the limit to 80 students immediately went viral throughout the school, and the school issued an official notice.

The first reaction of the vast majority of teachers is disbelief, followed by suspicion, jealousy, and envy.

One of the teachers was even more jealous and hateful as he savored the news that was definitely a blow to him.

This person is Yang Shu, who is determined to come to the "Cheongdam Art and Technology School" to show his ambitions.

Hearing this news that had been confirmed, Yang Shu's face had a deeply shocked expression, expressing all kinds of feelings, and his expression changed quickly, and the complexity was breathtaking.

"Fang Lan, this kid!

Yang Shu's proud achievements in the past made him quickly gain the envy and admiration of many teachers soon after entering the school, and he mingled with them, and also won the favor and admiration of many middle-aged female teachers.

It can be said that Yang Shu has made a good relationship in the school in a very short period of time, and it is the time when he is full of spirit and ready to show his ambitions.

However, at this time, he received a solid blow.

even produced a love of joy and sorrow.

What does it mean to raise the limit on the number of people in class, Yang Shu couldn't understand it better.

This means that Fang Lan's teaching evaluation level has surpassed that of the vast majority of teachers, and he has the qualifications to impact higher teaching evaluation, has higher popularity, has more powerful conditions, more resources, and a better environment.

This means that the gap between him and Fang Lan has not only not narrowed, but has widened.

"No, no, we can't let the gap widen! If it widens, it will be too difficult for me to catch up with him. Although I have the confidence to reach a seven-star evaluation in the shortest possible time, this kid Fang Lan is too weird to let it go......"

"Isn't he going to raise the limit, eighty people, and I don't believe there is not a single thorn in it. I'm going to turn them all into thorns!" Yang Shu's heart swirled with jealousy.

......

A piece of work.

Of course, there are thorns in the middle of the new students.

Huang Ping, Qi Dong, and Xiang Nan are three famous thorns.

Even Fang Lan had heard of the famous Cheng dù of these three people, not to mention the other students, who were extremely familiar with these three people.

For the first time after the addition of 20 places, Huang Ping, Qi Dong, and Xiang Nan walked into the visual arts classroom and occupied three places.

If you want to say who is the most sturdy in Qingtan Art and Technology School, Huang Ping will tell you: The Three Musketeers of Qingtan are the best!

Huang Ping, Qi Dong, and Xiang Nan claimed to be the Three Musketeers in Qingtan Art and Technology School and were the bosses of the school.

But in fact, the Three Musketeers are only in name only. Huang Ping, Qi Dong, and Xiang Nan are just a little more prick than ordinary students, difficult to get along with, and will also embarrass the teacher, making the teacher angry and annoyed.

"Brother Huang, today is the time for us to show our faces again. Qi Dong laughed stupidly.

Xiang Nan pushed the black glasses on the bridge of his nose upward, and gave him an approving look: "The big class of eighty people, our school hasn't appeared for a long time, this time must be the school's attention, we must be able to make Fang Lan ugly and become famous." ”

Huang Ping had a smug smile on his face: "Pay attention when making trouble for a while, after all, it's a big class, don't get out of control, after all, we still have to mix in school." Just embarrass Fang Lan's kid and destroy his teaching, let's count it as a success. ”

"Don't worry, Brother Huang, you're ready, just wait for that kid to appear today. Qi Dong had a sneering expression on his face.

Huang Ping nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, let's call doing things within the rules, even if the principal investigates it. Xiang Nan's face was unfathomable.

"But do you think the gaze around you is a little strange?" Huang Ping asked suddenly.

Qi Dong and Xiang Nan looked around.

Around the three of them were other students who came to class. Strangely, the students' eyes all fell on them, and there was surprise, strangeness, curiosity, and a faint warning in some of them.

Hell, who are those boys, who dare to provoke our Three Musketeers! Huang Ping read the meaning of warning them from the eyes of some students in the distance, which made Huang Ping feel angry in his heart, feeling that he and the others had been provoked.

Qi Dong shrank his head, his eyes floating around.

Xiang Nan frowned, and there was a trace of puzzlement between his eyebrows.

"What's going on?" he asked himself.

Huang Ping snorted heavily, and his eyes glared at him sharply. It's just that a few students in the distance had a hint of coldness in their eyes at this time, which made Huang Ping feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Bastard! What are those boys going to do! Huang Ping was furious.

"Brother Huang, I think it's because a few of us are too famous, and they are afraid of us. Xiang Nan concluded.

"Yes. Huang Ping felt a little strange in his heart.

"Yes, it must be so, they are afraid that we will cause trouble, so they don't welcome us. Qi Dong responded, glancing at the other students timidly.

The three of them also have students who don't welcome them every time they go to class, but the more unwelcoming the other students are, the more energetic the three of them are, the more they want to go to class, and make trouble, which makes the three of them feel a strange sense of accomplishment.

It's the same this time. Thinking of the various annoyed expressions on the faces of this group of students, Huang Ping and the others felt a burst of refreshment in their hearts.

"Hahaha, let's just wait and watch the show. ”

Basically, all the students in the classroom are paying attention to Huang Ping, Qi Dong, and Xiang Nan, and some students are curious, and these students are basically the first to listen to the visual arts class.

Some of the students were amazed that the three had come to the visual arts class. Some of the students were very hostile, and those who were familiar with the characteristics of the three people knew very well what it meant for these three people to be here, and it was likely to bring disharmony to the lesson.

Among the individual hostile students, there is a fierce coldness, and they are very unkind to Huang Ping, Qi Dong, and Xiang Nan.

Among these other students are Liu Han and Wang Qi.

From the moment Huang Ping and the three of them entered the classroom, Liu Han and Wang Qi looked at them with cold eyes, with a sense of unkindness and a warning.

The two of them have been taking visual arts classes for several days, and these days they have deeply understood what it means to have a good teacher.

There is a world of difference between a good teacher and an average teacher!

With an excellent teacher, the joy and motivation of learning are completely on the rise, and the knowledge gained is different from the past, which is enough to make people improve and improve their grades.

Wang Qi and Liu Han were not very efficient in learning in the past, one was that they were not very good at learning and could not learn, and the other was not interested in learning knowledge patiently, but both of them became interested in this course after taking a visual arts class, and the knowledge they learned was completely into their brains, engraved in their brains, and they felt fun from it.

Wang Qi feels that he can really learn knowledge and is very much looking forward to the future. Liu Han has been praised by his father several times because of his recent achievements, and the more interested he is in class.

For these reasons, neither of them allowed anyone else to ruin their lessons.

Although the reputation of the three of Huang Ping and the Three Musketeers of Qingtan is famous, it is not worth mentioning to Wang Qi and Liu Han, and the two are not afraid at all. Even the forces behind Liu Han can completely crush Huang Ping and the three of them, so that the three of them will not see the sun tomorrow.

Huang Ping and the three of them may never have dreamed that the three of them would be targeted like this.

In fact, the three of them came to the visual arts class this time not on a whim, but were entrusted by someone, and the person entrusted to them was naturally the ambitious teacher Yang Shu.

In addition, he was also very interested in taking a visual arts class, so Huang Ping and the others agreed to Yang Shu's request to sabotage Fang Lan's teaching.

The three of them waited with great interest for the arrival of class time.

Huang Ping felt more excited than ever, and this feeling had not been felt for a long time.

Yes, that's the excitement! It's time for the Three Musketeers to become famous!

No matter what Huang Ping and the three of them think, Yiqiē will not be diverted by their will.

Fang Lan walked into the visual arts classroom with the melodious sound of class.

The classrooms had been emptied and looked much more empty.

Fang Lan nodded with satisfaction, and then swept his gaze over the eighty students. Well, no more, no less, exactly eighty. It seems that the fame has spread.

Fang Lan's gaze especially noticed a few uneasy expressions and gazes, and he kept the bottom in his heart.

Someone doesn't want him to go any further.

Fang Lan didn't care who it was, anyway, he was the one who was going to be far behind.

"Welcome all new students to my visual arts class, today we ......"

After the simple opening remarks, Fang Lan didn't waste time and went straight to the point: in this class, he wants to talk about visual tables.

The invisible divine power spread out, enveloping the eighty students present.

Myojinjutsu!

Concentrate people's spirit, attention, and heart beating, and improve comprehension, memory, and reaction skills!

At the same time, Fang Lan used the "Refreshment Technique" and "Concentric Induction Divine Technique" on himself, two divine techniques that helped to improve the effect of Fang Lan's teaching.

With Fang Lan's progress in terms of divine power, the effect of using divine power has also improved on this basis, for example, the refreshment technique used once at a time before, the maintenance time was half an hour, and now it has reached an hour, and the use of divine power is less than two points.

The power of divine power, coupled with the tools and supplies specially prepared in the classroom to help improve the efficiency of teaching, made the students' attention focus on Fang Lan's teaching content and understand it.

"It turns out that this is the visual watch xiàn. Huang Ping's mind unconsciously had such a thought.

Xiang Nan and Qi Dong also had thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Suddenly, Huang Ping shook his head fiercely. How could I focus on listening to the lectures!

Huang Ping's eyes hurriedly looked at his two good brothers, Qi Dong and Xiang Nan, and what made his eyes widen was that these two boys were listening energetically at the moment, with a focused face.

Grass Nima!Focus on a fart!

Huang Ping hurriedly slapped the two of them on the head, and two slight sounds pulled the two back from their state of concentration, and at the same time gained some attention from the side, with dissatisfaction and blame.

Huang Ping shrank his head, lowered his head and scolded in a low voice: "What's the matter with you two, why do you really listen to the class." ”

"It seems to be a good story. ”

"It seems to make a lot of sense. ”

Xiang Nan and Qi Dong muttered.

"Brother Huang, do you want to start now?" Qi Dong asked.

"Wait a minute, and we'll talk about it later. The eyes around him fell on Huang Ping intentionally or unintentionally, and those eyes were not all admiration and surprise, but reproach and disgust, which made him very concerned. He didn't want his fame to stink before it even began.

In the past, every time they made trouble, some students would cast amazed and adoring glances at them, as if they were saying that it was good, it was really amazing, it was really interesting.

But in this classroom, Huang Ping did not feel this atmosphere, but felt that he and others were out of place in the classroom.

"Hmm. Qi Dong responded, and somehow, he was a little happy in his heart. This trace of affection is not even aware of himself.

What the three of them didn't expect was that this stop would be a long time.

Before you know it, two hours have passed!

When Fang Lan stopped lecturing and let everyone rest, Huang Ping also woke up completely.

Before he knew it, he was fascinated again, immersed in the knowledge of visual expressions.

Huang Ping scolded secretly and stabbed his hand at the two people next to him. Because he knew that the two people next to him must not have realized what they had done.

Not surprisingly!

"What for!"

", don't make a fuss!"

Qi Dong and Xiang Nan still kept their eyes in a thoughtful state, recalling the content of Fang Lan's lecture, feeling the painful fingers next to them, and subconsciously scolded in their mouths. (To be continued.) Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)