I, Tangjiabao, Xingyao Continent.

Tang Zheng first taught these eight words to a few young children, read them repeatedly several times, and taught them how to write them in stroke by stroke.

After teaching, he asked several children to start practicing writing these words.

"I." Tang Zheng first dealt with the youngest group of children before he began to point to the first word and speak, "What is me? I am myself. A complete 'I' consists of self-esteem, self-improvement, freedom, self-control and so on..."

Because older children do not need to practice writing these eight words, Tang Zheng can give them a little more explanation.

Extending from the word "I", Tang Zhengxian spoke idioms.

I am the only one who is the only one who is the enemy, and I am the only one who is the only one who is the one who is in the three of us will have our own teacher...

One idioms are constantly written on the hanging white paper, rustling.

Soon, after finishing his idiom, he started to write "The History of the Spring and Autumn Period of the Purple Gold Empire" and talked about history for the biggest ones.

As he continued one by one, Tang Zheng found that it seemed that it was not that difficult to teach from a kindergarten class to a doctoral degree.

It took about half an hour to talk about "me", Tang Zheng began to talk about Tangjiabao.

Tang Zheng picked up his pen and circled it in the three words "I", "Tangjiabao" and "Xingyao Continent".

After putting down the pen, Tang Zheng continued to talk.

"I went out last night. I learned about the survival rules of Wulong Town with a wound on my neck."

He changed his subject and lifted his collar.

A scream suddenly sounded from the podium.

"Woo wow wow, so terrible..."

"Ah! Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Who did it? I'll kill him."

Tang Zheng pressed his hand and signaled them to calm down: "I know, many of you think that in a place like Wulong Town, whoever has the biggest fist is the law, so there is no need to read and write at all. He even came to me and reminded me not to delay the sect, Huh?"

Tang Zheng knocked on the inkstone with his pen holder.

The young girls who had found him in the martial arts training ground all lowered their heads again.

"I wrote these three words to let everyone know that we are not just a rat shit. We want to change the entire Tangjiabao, go out of Wulong Town, and conquer the great route... Ah, conquer the rat shit on Xingyao Continent!"

"I also know that some people are unwilling to learn to write and write, thinking that those hairs are useless. Therefore, before you studied, you were pinching your nose and reluctantly reading for your elders..."

"So, I will tell you today that in the thick history of the Purple Gold Empire, there are 108 most dazzling nine-star strong men, whose illiteracy rate is... zero! None of them! So, can you understand the military strategy, geographical map, and sand table calculations they left behind?"

"From today on, what I hope you remember is..." Tang Zheng turned around again and wrote a complete sentence on the white paper full of words.

Study for the rise of Tangjiabao!

There was silence in the entire lecture hall.

"Start from today..." Tang Zheng raised his pen and pointed at the words behind him.

"Study for the rise of Tangjiabao!" All the children of Tangjiabao who knew these words shouted out loud.

Tang Zheng did not speak again.

He wanted to leave some space for the children of Tangjiabao to think clearly.

That way, his class will be better and no one will make trouble.

But at this moment, a little boy, who was about four years old, raised his hand and said timidly: "The teacher means that from today on, we will be rat shit?"

"Uh, this...is not exactly how I understand it." Tang Zheng almost cut off the pen in his hand.

"No...isn't it?" Xiao Zhengta looked scared.

Tang Zheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and corrected: "We...we are great rat shit, which can change the future of Tangjiabao, and even the future of the entire Xingyao Continent!"

The two or three youngest little loli thought for a while and seemed to understand. They jumped happily: "We are all rat shit, yaya, we are all rat shit, yayaya!"

"You little ancestors!" Tang Zheng turned up the table in various ways.

In the lecture hall, the solemn atmosphere of studying for the rise of Tangjiabao disappeared completely.

...

After two hours of hard work, Tang Zheng's first class finally passed without any danger.

After completing the great feat of collective teaching from kindergarten to graduate students, he finally took a big step towards the road of tireless destruction.

After lunch, Tang Zheng hurriedly went to the martial arts training ground and hurried back to his own courtyard.

"Astrology, astrology...my astrology... Please don't be instant noodles. Even if it's instant noodles, it's not the leftover instant noodles. If it's a complete instant noodles, even if it's leftover instant noodles, it's best to have just left, not the moldy instant noodles..." Tang Zheng lowered his requirements all the way, and finally, "Forget it, you can't be so greedy! As long as I have an astrology, no matter what it is? Noodle noodles that have been in the sewer for three years is fine! Uh, is my taste getting heavier and heavier..."

Tang Zheng returned to the courtyard and took out the "sky-high" patterned ink with one or two purple gold.

A piece of white paper was already spread on his small table.

"Big brother, what are you doing?" Just as he was preparing to grind ink, a crisp childish voice came from behind.

"Huh?" Tang Zheng walked in a hurry and did not notice the little tail behind him - Meng Fengling.

Tang Zheng was surprised.

His ears are definitely top-notch.

But Xiao Lingling followed him all the way, but he didn't hear the bell ringing on her neck?

"Big Brother..." Little Lingdang climbed onto the table and sat happily on the white paper. Her fleshy little hands poked left and right on the paper, "Do you want to write? The wind chime adds fragrance to your red sleeves..."

"..." Tang Zheng quickly hugged her down, "Who taught you how to use the four words "Hongxiu Tianxiang"?"

"Because I didn't wear red clothes today?"

"..." Tang Zheng had a black line.

After patting Xiao Lingdang's head and letting her stay aside obediently, Tang Zheng spread his sleeves and grinds the ink.

The light purple patterned ink, which was faintly scented with the girl's body, was finely ground open. As the patterned ink entered the water, the star power in his body seemed to jump happily.

The light purple light patterns change into various ethereal shapes, as if the reflections under the water surface floated onto the water surface, illuminating the entire inkstone very brightly.

"Hey, is this ink?" Xiao Lingling said.

"Well, it's the ink pattern, have you used it?"

"No." Little Bell shook his head.

"When you grow up, my brother will give it to you..."

"I was born with a star...no need."

"..." Tang Zheng wanted to drive her out.

According to the first book of "Astrological Constellation Patterns" in "Star Enlightenment", you only need to apply the ink on the palm of your palm, then use the star power to print it on the white paper, and you can see the astrological constellations that can rise behind you soon.

"Come on!" Tang Zheng concentrated.

He didn't look at the little bell anymore, took a step back a little, shouted, and suddenly gathered all the star power in his palms and slapped the white paper.

Huh... I heard only a gust of wind.

"Huh?" Tang Zheng felt that his entire perception seemed to have escaped into the clear and clear light.

The things in front of you, white paper, inkstones, and small bells are becoming more and more blurred...

The clearest thing was the only thing, that was the layers of light purple smoke that swept from his palm.

Like ripples...

Layer after layer of purple smoke rose rapidly, hovering in his perception, and even wrapped his entire body, flowing through every star vein of his.

The impact force like a star tide and the star power that gathered in his palms collided again and again!

The burning feeling from the palm almost made Tang Zheng think that what his palm touched was not a piece of white paper, but an electric blanket...

Then, the star power in the palm suddenly relaxed, and it was all shattered as if it was impacted by some force.

At this time, Tang Zheng's perception gradually recovered.

The small table, inkstone, and small bells slowly became clearer in sight, and the layers of purple smoke slowly dissipated...

Tang Zheng moved his hand away from the white paper and held his breath and looked towards the paper.

"It's strange, what kind of astrology is this?" Xiao Lingdang was small and easily got on the table from Tang Zheng.

"What the hell?" Tang Zheng stared at the image on the paper and looked at it for a full minute. "The Jubao Pavilion sold me to me, it was not the expired pattern ink, right?"

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It was snowing outside, and I didn't want to move my nest from the quilt... A frozen meow waved her claws and asked for monthly tickets...
Chapter completed!