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Chapter 873

Finally, the time for the official class was up. Qin Yang arrived at the classroom a quarter of an hour in advance. The designated classroom was spacious and seemed to be able to accommodate forty or fifty people. Qin Yang also heard that when totem art was still prosperous in the past, the classroom was filled with forty or fifty people, and it made people feel excited when they thought about it. But now, it can be said to be deserted.

Chief Executive Ding introduced that even if it was thousands or tens of thousands of years ago, totem art began to be looked down upon. However, at that time, people were still paying more attention to group combat, more attention to the cultivation of reserve seedlings, and more attention to humanistic care for life-saving, so totem art at that time still had a lot of room for survival.

But now the population of the Dark Alliance is increasing, and everyone has almost no concern for the members of the Imperial Realm or even below. Death a group of Imperial Realm or Holy Realm, or even ordinary cultivators? Just die, and it basically does not affect the overall strength of the power. Even in the battle, the other party is too lazy to attack and kill ordinary members. As for the medical treatment effect of totem art... it doesn't matter if you die, how much value can the treatment art be?

When the concept of "the strong are respected" replaces "equality of all beings", this situation can only continue to be bad and cannot be reversed.

Qin Yang slowly recalled, but soon the students came one after another. According to Wu Jing, since this was the first class of this college, everyone should have come, at least to give the teacher a face. As for normal times, whether everyone can come or not, our totem teaching is not very strict. In the past, there were many people asking for leave, so the Fengshi teacher simply announced that this class would not be held and we would talk about it another day.

As a result, at Chenzheng, all the other seven students arrived. Everyone sat in a scattered manner. Shangguan Wanqin, a female classmate who had a good impression of Qin Yang, insisted on getting close to Qin Yang. Really, this is a classroom that can accommodate forty or fifty people. Is it really interesting to have to be with us?

As for the tall and big tomboy Ma Yuniang, she simply twisted Shangguan Wanqin's ear and pulled it aside, sat next to Qin Yang, patted her chest and said, "I said it last time, our sister in class has the final say. Wanqin is just not honest. You are a young man, don't be harmed by her."

He is such a pure man, he says whatever he wants. Shangguan Wanqin behind him was so angry that she stared at him, but she didn't dare to offend Ma Yuniang.

In addition to Ma Yuniang and Shangguan Wanqin, there are two female classmates in the class, but the value orientation is very wrong. They are a couple... women and women.

The two of them sat together as if no one was around, one of them lay straight in the arms of the other, and even bowed their heads from time to time to time. Be good, this is the class, okay, let's calm down a little.

When he saw Qin Yang glance at them, the female classmate holding someone else glared at Qin Yang fiercely. The meaning was very obvious: Look at it, be careful that I will beat you up.

OK, if you don’t look at it, who would care... Qin Yang muttered and turned his eyes. Qin Yang knew that these two women were called Xi Mancai (the one who glared at Qin Yang), Liu Xiaoying (the one who was lying down), and a pair of senior lily women.

To be honest, it’s nothing to be unique in value orientation. Qin Yang has long been used to it in the Hall of Reincarnation, and even Master Su is like this. But it would be unpleasant to keep this cold and frosty appearance.

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded, indicating that everyone was quiet. Then, a middle-aged woman in a robe walked in as if cold as she was walking in. She took small steps with her hands on her back, and she looked cold and fanatical.

There was a strange thing on the middle-aged woman's eyes. It was a pair of smooth, purely transparent star stone sheets, which were covered with exquisite round frames and placed on her nose. Ma Yuniang introduced that it was called glasses, saying that it could allow the totem master to see more finely when drawing the totem and not be disturbed by the scattered light from the outside.

As for the appearance of this woman, she can get a good score. Moreover, even if she wears a loose robe, she will accidentally show her physical characteristics when walking, which is very proud.

She is the teacher of Totem Class 6, Feng Ling. She is a middle-grade emperor. She can only be considered medium in teaching, but her totem technique is very professional.

After holding on to the black frame, Feng Ling looked around the classroom and nodded, "It's rare that I haven't gotten together like this for three years. What's even more rare is that a little fool actually applied to our totem major. Haha, I'm kicked in the head by a donkey? I'm talking about you, Qin Yang, stand up and let this teacher take a good look."

What's this?... But based on the basic principle of respecting teachers and respecting Taoism, Qin Yang stood up reluctantly. So Feng Ling immediately looked at him up and down, then nodded and said, "Even our Chief Executive Ding personally accepted it as a disciple. It's not bad, and the skin is quite pleasing to you."

But then, she actually said to Qin Yang alone with the situation of her thoughts: "After class, go to my drawing room. As a small freshman, this teacher needs to help you make up for the lessons."

Oh, this teacher is pretty good, and he is working hard and working overtime for the students. I have to say that Qin Yang immediately changed his view of her. Before meeting her, Wu Jing once said that this Feng Ling was a little unlucky, and it seems that it may not be true now. Humph, you poor students who don’t study hard must have prejudices on Feng Zhi.

As for this first class, Feng Ling mainly asked Qin Yang to introduce herself, and she also introduced herself. Then she arranged the main learning content for this college period and prepared several sets of textbooks for Qin Yang. When Qin Yang saw that all of them had read it last time.

"Fengtao, have we practiced here until the sixth grade, some of us have been studying for two or three hundred years and have been learning these basic courses?" Qin Yang asked a bold question.

Feng Tutor nodded and said, "There are only so many theoretical contents, the key is practice. Therefore, our main learning content is to work hard on totem drawing. We have a class every half month, and the next half month is self-study time, digesting and absorbing what we have learned. Of course, we are open and honest and honest, totem art is not the focus of your learning, right? Leave more time to allow you to better cultivate your soul power and strive to reach the level of the emperor as soon as possible, alas."

Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat, thinking that even the teachings looked down on totem art so much, no wonder the totem art is getting less and less hopeless. But it is not because Feng Ling is alone in this situation, and Qin Yang didn't say anything.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling said, "Of course, I have to see how your totem skills are, so that I can judge how to teach according to my aptitude. There are only eight students in the class, only you are new, I am not familiar with it."

"In this way, Shangguan Wanqin, you can do the painting style and let Qin Yang draw it."

"As for the other students, stand aside and watch it on the spot."
Chapter completed!
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