Zheng Qingfang knew that there were three principals in Zhongzhou Academy, and Anxinhui was too famous, and there was no one in the entire Jinling City who didn't know her, with a noble character, and like her grandfather, he would never show favoritism and give people the back door.

Wang Su is a four-star famous teacher, and he is also a well-known perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder, if he is not a perfect talent, he will not be able to enter his eyes at all.

To be honest, Sun Mo graduated from Songyang College.

No matter how Zheng Qingfang looked at it, he didn't think that Wang Su would appreciate Sun Mo, so it was impossible for him to seek a position in the school.

Then after all the calculations, only Zhang Hanfu remains.

"Uncle Zheng, what are you talking nonsense?"

Sun Mo has a black line in his head, just a handsome man like me, and a person like Tudou Zhang can give birth? He can't even find a goddess-level wife!

"I'm sorry, I lost my words. ”

Zheng Qingfang apologized and smiled embarrassedly: "Your painting skills are great, and your writing is also good, I think you have to appreciate it with peace of mind, right?"

In Zheng Qingfang's view, Sun Mo is a famous painter who has mastered the realm of wonderful brushstrokes, so it is not surprising that he is valued by An Xinhui.

"No, she didn't know I could draw!"

Sun Mo shook his head, since he drew character illustrations for Journey to the West that day, he hasn't touched his pen, and he paints spirit patterns every day.

"Huh!"

Zheng Qingfang was speechless, and said in his heart, little brother, I haven't seen you so bad at chatting before, you answer like this, how can I pick up the topic?

And if you don't paint, it's really a terrible thing.

"In half a month, I will enter the Dark Continent, and I have no time to write "Journey to the West" for the time being. ”

Sun Mo told the truth, saving Zheng Qingfang from worrying.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned: "Have you been calculated?"

"Nope!"

Sun Mo was puzzled.

"Then why did you get assigned to the Dark Continent when you first joined the company? Do you know what that place is?"

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo, he had heard that Sun Mo was not writing "Journey to the West", he was disappointed, and was about to persuade not to let a divine book not see the light of day, but when he heard these four words, he was immediately shocked.

"Yes!"

Sun Mo nodded, that deity had also been there, but he had only reached the second layer at the farthest.

Yes, according to all the information so far, everyone knows that there are five layers in the Dark Continent, and each layer has different laws of nature.

For example, in the first layer, the aura of the Dark Continent is not as stable as that of Middle-earth Kyushu, but is in a state like the tides of the ocean, constantly surging.

This phenomenon has also caused differences in spiritual pressure in various regions.

The so-called spiritual pressure is the pressure generated by the aura, and the richer the aura, the higher the spiritual pressure.

It doesn't matter if you are active in a low spiritual pressure area, but when you are in a high spiritual pressure area, you should be careful, if it exceeds a certain value, the body organs will be crushed and damaged.

Therefore, if you want to explore the ruins in the Dark Continent and dig up secret treasures, the first thing you need to learn is to identify the tide of spiritual pressure and be able to survive.

"Do you know you're still going?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned, and as a person who had come over, he advised Sun Mo: "What you have to do now is to study hard, increase your teaching strength, and then accept apprentices, start classes, and gain a firm foothold in Zhongzhou Academy, instead of going to the Dark Continent to adventure." ”

"But my students are going, so I'm going to follow. ”

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

"What?"

Zheng Qingfang thought he had misheard: "Is it the little girl who was with you that day? If I'm not mistaken, she hasn't successfully forged yet, right? Did she go to the Dark Continent to die?"

"She's not the only one. ”

Sun Mo smiled: "It's good to go to the Dark Continent in advance to see her, I will protect her." ”

"Wait, take the liberty of asking, how many students do you have?"

Zheng Qingfang asked.

"Six!"

Sun Mo replied truthfully.

"How many?"

Zheng Qingfang is also accustomed to seeing big storms, in the court, he didn't blink an eyelid when he saw his political opponent being dismissed by the emperor and directly letting the guards beat him to death, but now, he was a little surprised!

"Six!"

Sun Mo stretched out his hand and compared a six.

Zheng Qingfang raised his hand and shook it in front of Sun Mo's eyes: "Have you been unsatisfactory recently, and you have hallucinated?"

It's no wonder that Zheng Qingfang doesn't believe that student apprenticeship is a major event in his life, because after apprenticeship, if he worships other teachers, his reputation will be over, and the hat of a second-surnamed slave will definitely not be able to be taken off.

So who wouldn't be cautious about this kind of almost once-in-a-lifetime thing?

It's not that Zheng Qingfang looks down on Sun Mo, you're just a trainee teacher, right? Well, even if you join the company, how can you receive six students?

Wait, that's not the point.

"Little brother, I understand the urgency of wanting to be a teacher, but if you are not in a hurry to accept apprentices, once you accept apprentices, you must take care of the students as half a child, and you can't have any slackness. ”

Zheng Qingfang hesitated for a moment, but still said: "If the qualifications are not good and the conduct is not good, you can't accept it, so you must observe it for a while!"

"I know, I'm quite happy with my six students. ”

Sun Mo is very grateful to Zheng Qingfang, after all, he is a big man, he has to pay attention to his image, just like the words just now, which obviously discriminate against poor students, he can't say it, but he said it for Sun Mo's sake.

"You ......"

Zheng Qingfang shook his head, very disappointed, but everyone has their own ambitions: "I have a student who has been by my side for too long, I want him to go to the Dark Continent to see it, Sun Mo, can you help me take care of him?"

Sun Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his heart warmed, and he hugged his fist towards Zheng Qingfang, this is to send a master to protect himself and the students.

Zheng Lao was worried that he would feel embarrassed by saying it directly, so he said the opposite.

"It doesn't matter if you die, that "Journey to the West" will be lost. ”

Zheng Qingfang was originally joking, but after finishing speaking, he quickly spit out a few mouthfuls, saying that it was really unlucky.

"Why don't I dictate it to you? I really don't want to write it. ”

How can Sun Mo have time for this.

"If you think about it again, this book is selling super hot, and now Jinling paper is expensive, and in two months, it will be popular throughout the Tang Kingdom, and it will not be a problem. ”

Zheng Qingfang sighed that Sun Mo's book can be left in history.

"Huh!"

Sun Mo was not interested.

"You are really a tyrannical thing, the incomplete "Journey to the West" is simply the biggest regret in the history of Tang literature. ”

Zheng Qingfang was extremely disappointed.

"I'm sorry, but my dream is to teach and educate people, and teaching a few good students who have achieved fame is more satisfying than writing a blockbuster book. ”

Sun Mo apologized.

Hearing this, Zheng Qingfang immediately stood in awe, looked ashamed, and hugged his fist towards Sun Mo: "It's you who should apologize, it's because my vision is too narrow." ”

Bite!

From Zheng Qingfang's friendship +50, friendliness (90/100).

As a literati and an important minister of the imperial court, Zheng Qingfang is more aware of the importance of talents, and it can be said that Sun Mo's ideal is extremely noble.

"Uncle Zheng!"

Sun Mo hurriedly turned sideways and got out of the way, he couldn't afford this kind of big gift.

"Since I can't see you writing half of it, let's dictate it and let me enjoy it, right?"

Zheng Qingfang immediately turned into a giraffe waiting to be fed, and looked at Sun Mo with blank eyes.

"Good!"

Sun Mo began to dictate the plot.

Zheng Qingfang was fascinated when he heard it, ninety-nine eighty-one is difficult, it is really super praised, especially when the four masters and apprentices drank the water of the Zimu River by mistake and were actually pregnant, he was stunned.

And this kind of operation?

Then it was Tang Sanzang's affection for his daughter's country, hearing Sanzang's emotion, and his daughter the king's infatuation and not marrying for the rest of his life, Zheng Qingfang immediately sighed.

Bite!

"Congratulations, you've finished massaging ten people, completed the task, and rewarded a Black Iron Treasure Chest. ”

The system's prompt sounded suddenly.

“......”

Sun Mo was speechless, you have been delaying for too long, right? He estimated that he was going to stay with Zheng Lao today, so he opened the treasure chest easily.

After the flash of brilliance, there was nothing.

"I'm sorry you're unlucky, please come back next time!"

After the system finished speaking, I couldn't help it, and laughed, I've seen a lot of bad luck, but you're a non-chief like a black family, it's really rare.

“......”

Sun Mo wants to beat someone, I know I'm a non-chief, but is it so thorough? You are the dark dirt, give me a handful, right?

Hearing the ridicule of the system, Sun Mo was about to squirt back three times in a row, when Zheng Lao next to him suddenly pounced and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zheng?"

Sun Mo was startled and hurriedly reached out to check his pulse.

"Sir!"

At the moment when Zheng Qingfang fell, seven big men with panicked expressions immediately rushed over from the woods next to him.

"Quick, clear the way!"

The big man led by him ran the fastest, and he reached out to carry Zheng Qingfang.

"No way!"

Sun Mo grabbed Dahan's hand.

"Let go, if you delay the master's treatment, your whole family's head will be cut off and make amends. ”

The big man roared.

"A blood vessel in his mind has been broken, and if you only run for a minute with him on his back now, that bump will be enough for him to burst more blood vessels and die. ”

Sun Mo said, put his hands on Zheng Qingfang's head, and performed the blood activation technique.

"Ahh

Zheng Qingfang, who was originally pale, suddenly screamed at Zheng Qingfang, who had fallen into a coma, and his painful facial features were distorted.

"What are you doing?"

The big men were furious and drew their swords against each other.

"If you don't want him to die, shut up!"

Sun Mo roared.

When the students passing by saw this scene, they immediately ran over, and when they found out that Sun Mo was being besieged, they immediately shouted.

"Teacher Sun is in danger!"

The students were not afraid of these men, but stood in front of Sun Mo.

"Get out of here, look for death!"

Sun Mo shouted at the students, he was really worried that these guards were too nervous, what should they do if they pulled out their knives and cut people?

"Our lord is an old problem, don't mess around, otherwise you will die!"

"Where's your school's doctor, go and call for it!"

"Go and call your headmaster!"

The guards shouted.

"I told shut up, don't you fucking understand people?"

Sun Mo was annoyed: "Don't distract me!"

This kind of cerebral hemorrhage, even in modern times, as long as the first aid is not timely, even if it saves his life, it is either dementia or hemiplegia.

Sun Mo's blood rejuvenation technique was only at the specialized level, and without the help of the philosopher's magic lamp ghost, he could only go all out: "Go and tell Principal An!"