"I remember that small classroom has not been used for four or five years, is it usually cleaned?" Qi Yu asked.

"Vice president, in order to save labor, no one was arranged to clean it. Jiang Bin knew what to say at this time, and Qi Yu was happy.

"Oh, in this way, Teacher Ye Chen still needs to clean up himself, four or five years old teachers, it's not easy to clean, let's take a look?" Qi Yu looked concerned about his subordinates.

"Okay. Jiang Bin immediately agreed.

Follow the leader to see the opponent eat deflated, a great joy in life.

The two soon came to the small classroom, and before they could get there, they smelled the smell of the fresh air after the summer rainstorm.

"It hasn't rained lately. ”

With doubts in their hearts, the two came to the door.

"What?"

Qi Yu and Jiang Bin were dumbfounded.

As far as the eye can see, the classroom of more than ten square meters is clean and clean, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is spotless.

"Is this still a classroom that hasn't been used for four or five years?"

The most important thing is that the two did not find any traces of cleaning the classroom, which is really strange.

"What are the vice deans and Mr. Jiang doing when they don't go to work, wandering around?"

Ye Chen sat on a clean wooden chair, glanced at the two of them lightly, and said lazily.

"Hmph, Teacher Ye, pay attention to what you say, we are inspecting the work, how can you call it wandering?" Jiang Bin saw Qi Yu's face sink, and he went up and reprimanded.

"Inspections?"

Ye Chen sneered twice, "How was the inspection, do you have any praise for my hard work?"

"Teacher Ye, I'm here to tell you one thing, in a month, not only your students will be assessed, but you will also be assessed, you are now on probation, and if you fail to pass the assessment in a month, your teacher qualification will be cancelled, please think twice. ”

"Teacher Jiang, let's go. Qi Yu flicked his sleeves and strode away.

"Hmph, you're doing it yourself. Jiang Bin glared at Ye Chen and left.

Ye Chen was depressed, Ciao, I just sat down and was fine, you two flies came over and flew around, it was really annoying, I didn't teach you two a lesson, it was not my style.

Swish!

Ye Chen's soul condensed into a needle, instantly stabbing Qi Yu and Jiang Bin's heads.

Burst!

The two of them only felt a burst of dizziness, stumbled under their feet, fell in unison, and fell into the mud of a dog.

"What's going on?"

Qi Yu and Jiang Bin wiped the dust on their faces and looked at each other.

They are all martial artists of the Spirit Realm, their internal qi is connected to the aura of heaven and earth, and their grasp of the body is extreme, not to mention falling, even if the body is slightly tilted, they can be corrected immediately.

But the sudden dizziness just now caught them off guard, and they fell to the ground without even having the slightest room to resist.

Nima, what the hell.

"Vice Dean, could it be that we have been tired from work lately?" Jiang Bin guessed shamelessly.

"Well, it must be so, alas, I gave all my energy to the academy, but unfortunately I was still misunderstood by the teachers, and I was in a trance. Qi Yu glanced back at the classroom where Ye Chen was, "There are also some evil sects here, let's leave quickly." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Chen's soul observed this scene and sneered in his heart.

You are playing with me in the bright light, and Lao Tzu is also playing with me in the bright light, if you play yin, Lao Tzu will play you to death.

However, the assessment after a month is a yang scheme, you have to be serious, don't really turn over in the gutter and be bullied to death.

"Ahem. ”

Ye Chen coughed lightly, attracting the attention of Ji Fang, Kong Ling, and Zhou Mengyao.

"You also heard it just now, a conspiracy against us has unscrupulously unfolded, what do you say?" Ye Chen looked serious.

"Teacher, we must study hard, and we will never disgrace you in a month. Ji Fang and Kong Ling hurriedly expressed their position.

"Haha, I just said, rest assured, under my teaching, you will definitely be the first in the freshman assessment in a month. ”

Ye Chen's words are not groundless, with his calligraphy in the artistic conception realm, by the way, write a few paintings for Ji Fang and Kong Ling to refer to, and their progress will be able to go by day.

It doesn't matter if you don't have talent, I will let your starting point be high, so that they can't catch up.

"Thank you, teacher. Ji Fang and Kong Ling absolutely trusted Ye Chen.

"Oh, by the way, what do you want to learn, Zhou Mengyao?" Ye Chen's words were amazing, "I am a full-career teacher, I will teach you what you learn?"

Zhou Mengyao rolled her eyes, not knowing what to say.

"Senior sister, what the teacher said is true, he will teach me refining tools in the future. Kong Ling said on the side.

"The teacher taught me martial arts. Ji Fang came up.

"I learned calligraphy. Zhou Mengyao still didn't believe it.

You can refine the pill and then know calligraphy, it's shocking enough, is it that your martial arts strength and refining level are very high?

How can it be!

Ji Fang and Kong Ling are easy to fool, so I won't be fooled, so I still learn calligraphy insurance.

"Good. ”

Ye Chen nodded, and then took out ten pieces of rice paper, hooking up the 'word' runes in the divine soul,

Horizontal, vertical, apostrophe, pinch, fold, dot, tick......

"This is the most basic stroke of calligraphy, you follow the copy today, strive to learn the stroke today, learn the structure of the frame tomorrow, learn calligraphy the day after tomorrow, and then advance to the psychic realm, and then teach you to refine weapons and martial arts. ”

Ye Chen handed over the written strokes, but found that Ji Fang and the three of them looked sluggish and stunned in their seats.

"Are you stupid?" Ye Chen pouted.

"Teacher, are you joking?" Ji Fang smiled bitterly.

"Yes, what others can't reach for decades, you let us do it in a few days, isn't it our lives. Kong Ling agreed.

"Braggart. Zhou Mengyao muttered quietly.

"If you read it, you will know, don't be verbose, you look first, I still have something. ”

Ye Chen threw down the strokes he wrote, patted his ass and left.

I dare to doubt my ability, sample, if I don't shock you, how can I show how good I am as a teacher.

"Let's see, we'll know if we can try it. ”

Ye Chen walked well, and Ji Fang picked up the strokes scattered all over the place.

"Huh?"

A thick and colorful horizontal stroke came into view, and then a wave of artistic conception rushed into his brain through his eyes, and the horizontal writing posture was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Ji Fang didn't care about anything else, quickly grabbed the brush, spread a piece of rice paper, and began to write, first of all, the reverse pen, to the left and then to the right to cut the pen, the pen to the left to squeeze the pen to the front, to the right line of the pen, the middle of the slightly sharp, the belly of the pen to the right to squeeze the pen to the front, the air back to the front.

A perfect horizontal stroke appears on the rice paper, dignified and atmospheric, with deep leaf dust calligraphy three flavors.

"This ......"

Ji Fang looked at everything in front of him incredulously, "Is this what I wrote?"

He knows his own family affairs, because he has loved martial arts since he was a child, except for when he was a child, he recognized all the words in the private school, and when he grew up, he rarely touched the pen, and the words he wrote were only better than those of a dog.

But it is such a scummy writing level, after taking a look at the horizontal stroke of Ye Chencun's artistic conception, after copying, the horizontal stroke is even more standard than some old calligraphers who have been immersed in the ** method for decades, and it is also good-looking.

It's incredible, isn't it?

The teacher is such a miracle worker, maybe in a few days, I can really write a good word.

Thinking like this, he hurriedly copied the other strokes, vertically, apostrophe, and pinch......

Kong Ling and Zhou Mengyao on the side were numb in shock.

Ye Chen refreshed their outlook on life again and again, making their definition of genius change again and again.

Alas, is it a good thing or a bad thing to meet such a teacher?

How can there be a kind of hook...... Uh, no, it's the feeling of being hooked!

(End of chapter)