It is said that it is a matter of selecting a tutor. In fact, it is a mutual choice between the tutor and the new students.

The freshman assessment is a stage where the instructor observes the freshmen.

Through the freshmen's performance in the couplet assessment, the instructors who were observing silently in the audience identified the students they liked and secretly noted them down.

Immediately afterwards, at the end of the freshman assessment, that is, at this moment, it is the communication stage between the freshmen and their instructors.

The tutor directly expresses his intention to accept the new student as his student. If the new student is satisfied, he can become his student. If he is not satisfied, he can naturally choose another tutor.

The selected mentor cannot refuse.

Dozens of literary tutors stood up from the school leadership area, the stone steps, and even the judgment seats. Most of them were civil and martial arts masters, and there were also a few who specialized in literary arts. Most of them were fifty years old.

The youngest of the above elders, Grandmaster Wen, is no less than forty years old.

Including the two judges, they also stood up immediately.

The next second, dozens of figures appeared in front of Xinsheng.

They each walked toward their favorite freshmen, choosing the mentors of Mo Chan, Ning Qingxue, and Hua Shifu the most.

The two judgers, one Grandmaster of Robe Wen and the other Grandmaster of Long-bearded Wen, were both ranked in the fourth rank. When they saw that there was no mentor and walked toward Qin Mo, they were stunned for a moment, then their faces became happy, and they paused for a moment.

Walking towards Qin Mo.

But the next second, their bodies suddenly froze.

The smile on his face solidified.

The two of them looked at each other and walked towards the other new students dimly.

"Just leaving like this?" Qin Mo was very confident when he heard that he was going to choose a mentor. After all, his performance was outstanding, and there should be many mentors willing to choose him.

God's calculation is not as good as man's calculation.

When Teacher Geng from the Logistics Department finished speaking, dozens of freshmen tutors rushed over, and every one of them chose him.

After finally waiting for two judgments, why did he look at himself and turn around and leave?

"Am I poisonous?" Qin Mo couldn't help but complain.

When Qin Mo was puzzled, he felt something in his heart, and two figures appeared in front of him.

"It's instructor Zhou Wenbo!"

"There is also Instructor Fang Cheng."

"Instructor Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng, don't they not teach new students? Do they also need to select students?"

"It's not that I don't take them with me, it's that I rarely take them with me. Seniors Pu Shanhai and Yue Jinsong were brought up by Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng from the time they were freshmen."

"A famous teacher will naturally lead a great disciple. There are so many outstanding freshmen in this class, so there must be someone suitable."

On the stone steps, the old students and writers all looked shocked when they saw this. Instructors Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng both came out to choose someone.

The goal of the two people is very clear. They are the same person, Qin Mo!

When Pu Shanhai saw Zhou Wenbo, he immediately bowed and said, "Teacher."

Zhou Wenbo smiled and nodded, walking towards Qin Mo.

"Old guy, didn't you say you won't fight?" Fang Cheng said sarcastically.

Zhou Wensong disagreed and said contemptuously: "As if you haven't said it before, don't pretend to be Fang Cheng. If you want to fight, I will fight too. Just fight with your true ability."

Qin Mo's heart skipped a beat when he saw a sixth-grade Wen Grandmaster and a seventh-grade Wen Grandmaster walking towards him.

"Qin Mo, I am Zhou Wenbo, and I will also be your future mentor." Zhou Wenbo was the first to speak, very naturally.

It seems like it has been said a thousand times.

Fang Cheng's face showed displeasure, and he sneered and said unceremoniously: "Don't be shameless, Qin Mo hasn't chosen yet."

Excuse me?

Qin Mo, did you choose me?

When Fang Cheng looked at Qin Mo, his face was already full of smiles: "Qin Mo, standing in front of you now is Fang Cheng, the seventh-grade Wen Grandmaster, an outstanding instructor of the Imperial Martial Arts."

"By the way, Zhou Wenbo is only a sixth-grade literary master."

After speaking, Fang Cheng encouraged his talents to the fullest, and seven lotuses of talents surged above his head.

Zhou Wenbo sneered and responded: "Qin Mo, he is five years older than me. In five years, I can become the eighth grade."

"You have a mouth, and I said I can become a ninth grader in five years. Is it useful?" Fang Cheng didn't give any face to ridicule.

Zhou Wenbo is one level behind him, but he is five years younger than him. In terms of talent, Zhou Wenbo is no weaker than him.

But talent also needs to be realized before it can be useful. Anyway, I am one level ahead of him, at least it looks like Fang Cheng is more talented.

Zhou Wenbo laughed angrily and released his qi and blood to his heart's content. In an instant, a strong qi and blood erupted from Zhou Wenbo's body, like a volcano erupting: "Qin Mo, I think your qi and blood are not weak. I think you will also cultivate both civil and military skills in the future.

Road."

"I am younger than Fucheng, and I am one level behind him as a literary teacher, and I accept that."

"However, in terms of martial arts achievements, Fang Cheng cannot compare with me. I am at the fifth level, and he is at the fourth level. He is older than me, and his energy and blood are declining more and more. There is probably no room for breakthroughs in the future. I am different. I

There is still a chance to break through to the sixth level, choose me, I can teach you both civil and martial arts at the same time."

Two famous mentors of the Imperial Martial Arts, fighting for Qin Mo?

On the stone steps, the old students who had not completely left saw this scene, and felt envious and jealous in their hearts. This was not the case when they came to Diwu last year. Although Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng also appeared in the school leadership area last year, they were not until

The freshman assessment was over and he didn't even go on stage.

To put it bluntly, none of last year's freshmen could catch their eye.

The verbal exchanges between Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng reached an intense moment, and they did not care that this was in public, with many old students and other instructors nearby.

"Qin Mo, join my sect and graduate from the Imperial Martial Arts School in four years. I will guarantee that you will become a fourth-grade Wen Grandmaster." Fang Cheng said seductively.

Qin Mo already has a general understanding of Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng in his mind. Zhou Wenbo's talent can reach the sixth level of a literary master, his energy and blood can reach the fifth level of a martial arts master, he is both civil and martial arts, and he is younger, less than 50 years old.

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Fang Cheng, whose talent can reach the seventh level and whose qi and blood are at the third level, is older, 5 years older than Zhou Wenbo.

As a literary scholar, the older you are, the more advantage you have. In terms of talent, Fang Cheng may not be as good as Zhou Wenbo, but his experience is there.

Qin Mo has just entered the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, so it would be a more reasonable choice to find an experienced teacher in the early stage.

However, Zhou Wenbo is not bad either, and the possibility of a breakthrough in a short period of time is not impossible.

Qin Mo was not in a hurry to make a choice and changed the subject: "Teachers, if I join your sect, will there be any preferential treatment in terms of training resources?"

For Qin Mo, guidance is still secondary. He values ​​resources more, and martial arts guidance is more useful. However, from this aspect, there is not much difference whether he chooses Zhou Wenbo or Fang Cheng.

Substantial benefits are what Qin Mo cares about.

When Zhou Wenbo and Fang Cheng heard Qin Mo's words, their expressions changed instantly. Zhou Wenbo shook his head and said: "Qin Mo, whether it is the Imperial Martial Arts or the Demonic Martial Arts, strictly prohibits instructors from promising more resources to recruit students, but

I can guarantee that if you join me, Zhou Wenbo, you will get more resources than Fang Cheng, not less."

After speaking, Zhou Wenbo glanced at Fang Cheng, his eyes full of pride.

Fang Cheng didn't speak this time, feeling aggrieved. He was not as good as Zhou Wenbo as a martial artist. In terms of training resources, he was definitely not as good as Zhou Wenbo.

Regardless of resources, Fang Cheng turned and said affectionately: "Qin Mo, Zhou Wenbo and I both like you. No matter who you choose, you will not lose."

"For the sake of your own future, I suggest you choose me. As for Zhou Wenbo's advantages as a martial artist, you can choose another martial arts instructor. There are many teachers from the Imperial Martial Arts Academy who have achieved higher achievements as Zhou Wenbo as martial arts teachers."

"Of course, the choice is up to you."

Zhou Wenbo almost yelled in anger, "What bad idea did you come up with, Fang Cheng? Doesn't this clearly induce Qin Mo to choose you?"

Students of the Imperial Martial Arts can indeed choose two mentors, a literary master and a martial arts master.

His opponent, who was a martial artist, took the lead all the way, which indeed seemed a bit useless.

Many outstanding disciples in the past were persuaded to leave by Fang Cheng in this way.

Qin Mo had made a decision in his heart and said sincerely: "Thank you, mentor Fang Cheng, for your love for me. I already have a candidate for a literary mentor, and I choose mentor Zhou Wenbo."

Zhou Wenbo was stunned for a moment, and the next second he turned the corner, and said with a proud smile: "Fang Cheng, you have a sharp tongue, and you can talk nonsense, but Qin Mo's eyes are sharp, your deception is useless

.”

When Fang Cheng saw that Qin Mo did not choose him, he was not upset and did not dissuade him.

Fang Cheng's face was quite calm and he said: "Since Qin Mo, you have chosen Zhou Wenbo, I won't say more. If you have any questions that Zhou Wenbo cannot answer, you can come to me at any time. If you are not satisfied with Zhou Wenbo, you can also

You can ask me to change your tutor at any time.”

When Zhou Wenbo heard the first half of the sentence, he was surprised by Fang Cheng's generosity. But when he heard the second half, his expression changed and he was already cursing in his heart.

Are you openly poaching me and instigating my disciples to change jobs?

"Hmph, Fang Cheng, don't try to confuse people here. I, Zhou Wenbo, teach my disciples to answer every question. Aren't you just one rank higher than my literary master? Just wait, I, Zhou Wenbo, will not only surpass you,

I also want to train my apprentice to be better than all your students."

Zhou Wenbo liked to mention Qin Mo, and even when he was angry, he said it with a smile.

He has decided to wake up and train Qin Mo to be better than the students under Fang Cheng's sect.

Zhou Wenbo believes that Qin Mo has this potential.
Chapter completed!