Ascension

Chapter 59 Late teaching assistants
Tianzi No. [-] Forge was specially 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 little.

So, beside the empty avenue, two tall and one short, two thin and one strong, the three men remained silent.

Dan Moore and Sikong Wei are actually very curious.

What kind of spirit did this man, who held a teaching assistant badge at a young age, contract with him?

But if Mr. Yehan didn't want to answer, they also caught it.

Because of the friction they had last time, neither of them was ashamed to put down their face, and continued to stare at him and question him.

"It's eight o'clock, why hasn't Master Tu come?"

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

Mr. Yehan waited patiently for another minute, but he still didn't see the man who was crazy about weapons, so he broke the silence in time and looked at the two of them puzzled.

"It shouldn't be." Dan Muer frowned his bushy eyebrows, "No matter how good the butcher is, he will usually arrive in a hurry..."

"Will there be some delay?" Si Kongwei speculated:
"As you know, he wants to attract investment for a new forging table, and he has been visiting relatives and friends these days."

"Wait patiently, Master Tu is a bit grumpy, but the promised things are usually completed from beginning to end..."

Hearing such an answer, Mr. Yehan stopped talking.

With nothing else to do, he locked his eyes on the hyena rat grinding its claws under the shade of a tree, ignoring the latter's cold and vigilant eyes.

In his head, he recalled the body structure of the hyena rat.

How to dissect to get a complete fur, which blood vessel will spurt a lot of blood when cut, where the meat is more chewy, where the meat is particularly fatty and unpalatable...

I turned it over and over again, and reviewed it ten times.

"Squeak!" ()
Of course the hyena had no idea what this strange human was thinking.

But it just felt a chill on its neck, and it felt uncomfortable everywhere.

While baring his teeth and trying to intimidate, Mr. Ye Han shook his head, ignored it, and asked again:

"It's fifteen past eight."

"You said that the class starts at 08:30, and there are only 15 minutes left. I'm afraid it's too late for the journey?"

"It's unreasonable..."

Sikong Wei and Dan Moore looked at each other.

What happened to Tu Shi?
Could it be that in order to attract investment, those old peach blossoms who were greedy for his masculinity stayed overnight?
Indeed... the flavors of those old peach blossoms are notoriously unique.

I just like Tu Shi, an old man with a particularly strong figure...

Sikong Wei and Dan Moore, with serious faces, kept communicating with their eyes.

They didn't dare to spread gossip about Tu Shi in front of Lord Ye Han.

It is true that random speculation is not true.

When Mr. Yehan was speechless for a while, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and a blue carriage galloped towards him.

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

"Call-"

The cart was pulled by a blue lion, with four thick lion paws running wildly on the ground, and the blue lion's fur fell backwards like wheat waves, at a very fast speed.

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

Sikongwei stood upright, thinking that it was Tu Long who was coming, and prepared to go up to greet him.

Unexpectedly, the coachman on the back of the blue lion shouted in a panic:
"My lords, butcher can't come today!"

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

"Ah?" Dan Muer stared, "What about that class? The students are probably here, so we're just waiting for him to attend."

"If you release a group of student pigeons, you will be complained..."

"Eh..." Hu Kanglin, the coachman, paused for a moment, and immediately relayed Tu Long's original words:
"Tu Shi said that he gave you the full power to teach today's class, and let you take the right to substitute for the class!"

"He hopes that the three of you can get it done together. He doesn't ask for rave reviews, but for nothing, so he doesn't lose his face!"

"Substitute class?"

Lord Ye Han's eyes flickered after hearing this word.

There are tens of thousands of students in Canghai Pavilion, of which 2% are in the lower grades, and [-]% are in the upper grades. The boundary of judgment is whether the authority is promoted to the second rank.

In the early days of the establishment of the academy, in order to avoid confusion between basic courses and advanced courses, and to prevent the upper grades from bullying the younger grades with stronger strength and destroying the growth environment of the lower grades, they deliberately divided the North Campus and the South Campus.

For non-collective events or major events, the two parties are not allowed to communicate casually, and those who violate it will be punished accordingly.

Teaching assistants and formal tutors are the same.

Perhaps most of them can be compatible with the teaching tasks of both sides, but the school still asks them to clearly divide the work.

For example, Tu Long, Dan Moore, and Sikong Wei were assigned to the North Campus.

The students I have been teaching for a long time are either newcomers who have not been a year old, or low-grade old students who have stepped into the road of controlling spirits for 1 to 1 years and are still hovering at the first rank.

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

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

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

Restricted by their identities, they do not have the qualifications to attend classes independently.

Only with the trust of the associated tutors, the associated tutors will personally endorse.

When the instructors have no time to spare, they have the opportunity to face the students directly and complete a class independently from the beginning to the end.

"Butcher..."

"...Are you willing to let us substitute for the class?"

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

One opened his mouth in disbelief, and the other stared at the bull's eye and his breathing became heavier.

They have followed Tu Long for almost two years.

Tu Long, who was obsessed with forging, even if he didn't like to be in contact with the students, he thought they were troublesome and noisy.

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

At most, Sikong Wei and Dan Moore, who were supporting him as his deputy, could naturally guess what he was thinking.

He was afraid that the two of them were not academically proficient and would mislead the students' perceptions for no reason.

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

So—every time, Tu Long taught the class by himself!
Since taking up the post of teaching assistant, Sikong Wei and Dan Moore have never been given the right to substitute teachers.

Never would they have expected that this sudden mission would fall on their heads on this ordinary morning?
"Ah! I almost forgot!"

Hu Kanglin looked left and right, and finally focused on Mr. Ye Han:
"With such a face, you should be the new Assistant Professor Han, right?"

"Master Tu also said that he hopes you can help take care of it. With you around, he feels more at ease."

"..."

Mr. Yehan glanced to the side, and remained calm.

Sure enough, the glimmer of anticipation, or excitement, that had just surfaced in Sikong Wei and Dan Moore froze on their faces in an instant.

They followed Tu Long for such a long time.

Moreover, he is also the 2nd tier lord.

When a person reaches middle age, he has experienced far more things than a student.

In the end, it was still because of Mr. Han?

Because this 20-year-old rookie master who has just obtained the teaching assistant status for a few days, he is the first to grant the right to be a substitute teacher?
Sikong Wei and Dan Moore looked at each other, both of them were unhappy.

A few days ago, Mr. Han went up against the current and stopped the fryer with his own power, which is indeed vivid in my mind.

But this feeling of being surpassed all of a sudden and being changed by the butcher is really hard to accept.

"I know, I'll try my best."

Lord Yehan just smiled indifferently, not caring much.

"However——Si Shi, alchemist, it's better for one of you to lead the class."

"I'm new here, and I don't know much about the process of class. Instead of messing around blindly, I'd rather be your assistant."

"If there is a problem somewhere, everyone will discuss and solve it together. How about this solution?"

Dan Moore was impatient, and after a little thought, he made a decision:
"Anything is fine, we'll discuss the details in the car."

"It's getting late, the students should wait in a hurry."

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

Mr. Ye Han nodded slightly, and followed behind Dan Muer and Si Kongwei, the third one got into the carriage.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the blue lion launched the skill "Stepping", and suddenly ejected and started.

"We take the road with fewer people, and the speed can be faster!"

Hu Kanglin also had a sense of urgency. He reached out and summoned an energy whip, which hit the blue lion's ass.

"Oh!!"

The blue lion roared painfully and comfortably, its muscles bulged up a little, and its running speed increased again in a short moment.

This gorgeous beast with blue hair has amazing flexibility.

Charge in a straight line, and drag the carriage to drift when turning. The wind is fast, and the dust and smoke rise into the sky.

"It's here, get down!"

At 45:[-], the vehicle braked suddenly.

Because of the hyena rat and the torch monkey, there is also no talk of riding a spirit.

The three men were all running wildly, rushing towards a low building in the shape of a snowflake.

"Phew... it's really terrible."

Mr. Yehan not only ran the slowest, but also coughed up blood while running.

The muscular Dan Muer immediately suggested carrying him on his back, thinking that this would shorten the time.

Mr. Yehan flatly refused.

He has already perceived a large area of ​​concentrated soul fluctuations, and he thinks that is where the classroom is.

Enter the main entrance, rush to the front right for 16 seconds, and the flashing corridor made of crystal comes into view.

In the crowded crowd, the noisy voices stopped abruptly.

A pair of human eyes full of scrutiny, and a pair of animal eyes full of vigilance, firmly locked on the three people who stopped two in front and one behind.

"Assistant Dan, are you late..."

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

A female student holding a moon cat was originally squatting on the ground, holding a lot of petals in her hand, counting odd and even numbers in every possible way.

Seeing the leader, Dan Muer, she showed a relieved expression, and stood up slowly.

And that resentful tone immediately attracted the sympathy of countless people.

(End of this chapter)