Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 708 Self-deprecation? [add more 117 days]

"Wow..."

There was a soft sound, and when the back was shattered, countless light spots reunited into a title. The moment he saw the title, Zhang Deming's face turned dark.

"A shocking reversal: the much-anticipated mysterious senior brother is gone, and the special assistant of the Heart Academy is here!"

The gorgeous light effect of the text flashed for a few times, then shattered and disappeared again, and the light screen turned into a normal page, with a pinned post with the same title displayed at the top.

Zhang Deming clicked in with a dark complexion, and found that the post was anonymous, and the content was a bit watery, probably because he didn't know much about his entry, and the things on the title were all dry goods.

But even so, it attracted the attention of countless people. The focus of the article is from the beginning of Pan Juan'er to the development of the goddess's heart. It is a prominent selling point and has captured the hearts of many disciples.

Pan Juan'er is the recognized goddess of Dao Palace this year, even though there are many rumors that she is so aloof because she has someone in her heart. But that was just a rumor after all. Is this... an official announcement today?

"I'm just telling you, what on earth did Dean Niu of the Heart and Soul Institute do a few days ago? It turned out to be a platform to return favors!"

"Damn it, this can't be true!"

"I specifically asked, there is indeed a new teaching assistant starting classes at the Heart and Soul Institute!"

"That's nonsense, how can senior sister and assistant teacher go together!"

"Teacher-student love? Is it so trendy!"

"Well, this kind of assistant will be criticized by the major deans in the hospital!"

"What are you thinking, the senior sister has already entered Sacred Land, even if she is still there, she should be transferred to a teaching assistant, where is the teacher-student relationship... all rumors are spread!"

"That's right, stop spreading rumors about this kind of thing. Don't spread it and it will become a problem! Stop contacting those bad things from outside the territory!"

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With Zhang Deming's face darkened, he heard the discussion not far away again, which made him even more speechless.

Floating forward silently, at this moment the crowd behind suddenly fell silent, and he instantly felt many eyes looking at him.

He turned his head and found that a group of disciples were staring at him with puzzled, astonished, and astonished eyes.

Zhang Deming: "······"

Finding more and more eyes looking at him, Zhang Deming turned around and left without saying a word, and quickly drifted towards the central area of ​​the palace in front of him.

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Although Zhang Deming didn't come here on the spot, he wasn't too early. When he came to the main entrance area of ​​Qianyuan Hall, he was stunned for a moment.

Through the main entrance of the main hall, one can clearly see that the main hall is very huge, and at this moment, not only is the hall full of people, but there are also many people sitting in the small squares around the main hall.

So much so that the walls around the main hall have been shrunk into the ground by the disciples in charge. In the whole hall, only the last wall and the load-bearing pillars still exist.

This is a feature of the teaching hall of Dao Palace, because when some deans are teaching, even the Tianzi Hall is full.

Why not just use the dojo where the palace lord lectures?

Apart from the configuration of personalities, the situation itself is full of uncertainty. There may not be so many people at any time, so there is such a custom.

Not only Tianzi Hall, but all teaching halls are like this to prevent overloading.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Deming probably understood the reason why he changed his teaching location. It's probably not that anyone is targeting him, it's probably because the small teaching hall, even if the walls are lowered, doesn't have enough space around it.

After all, the square in front of me is already considered a small square, and it is still almost full. Looking around, it is densely packed with people, because the class has not started yet, and there are no teachers present, so it is a bit noisy.

Everyone is sitting on their own temporary array, with a temporary array table in front of them, as transparent as glass.

Sitting cross-legged, chatting with the seniors around the temporary formation table, most of the topics seemed to revolve around Zhang Deming, the mysterious assistant teaching assistant.

Zhang Deming looked at this scene and took a deep breath.

It seemed that he no longer had to struggle between the two choices, and the situation had already helped him take a half step forward. If you retreat under such circumstances and choose the other side, it will be really embarrassing and humiliating for Dafa, and you will also lose Juan'er's people.

'Well, since you can't hide in the crowd, then go to Dao Palace and be a soft-boiled assistant coach worthy of that girl! '

As the decision in his heart fell silently, Zhang Deming no longer hesitated and walked towards the preparation room at the back of the hall.

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After a while, as time passed, the square-like Qianyuan Hall was almost full. The Tianzi Hall is connected to the outer area, and it is planned according to the number of 70% of the disciples in the whole courtyard.

If the situation is still almost full, it means that 70% of the entire Yuling Dao Palace has already come. people.

When it was time to teach, a small door at the edge of the only remaining bottom wall opened.

As the small door opened, a sci-fi-like light screen display was projected on all the formation tables, and the camera pointed directly at Zhang Deming.

Some disciples lowered their heads to look at the light screen, but most of the disciples immediately raised their heads, their eyes flickering, and they looked over curiously.

The main hall, which had already entered the stage of whispering discussions, gradually became quieter. There was no need for anyone to greet, when Zhang Deming stepped through the small door, the entire hall was already quiet.

After Zhang Deming stepped out the door, he walked to the center of the bottom wall with a calm pace and a calm expression, without twitching, without nervousness or apprehension.

There is a slightly high platform here. On the high platform is a tuanpu, and below are all disciples. This is Hongmeng’s most standard preaching lecture setting.

Zhang Deming watched, but frowned slightly, his hands flickered, the formation was moved, the group of cattails disappeared, and when one was receiving an award, a small pillar table for speech condensed out.

In an instant, the position of lectures on Fa and Taiwan on the high platform became a standard platform for university guests.

Well, except for the lack of a microphone, the only thing is that the podium is a bit high. Because this table is a physical building, the formation cannot be adjusted quickly, so Zhang Deming let it go.

He came to the column table, put his hands on the table, and only then looked up at the crowd. During this brief process, all the disciples stared at Zhang Deming silently.

The eyes are more curious and searching. There is little desire for courses, knowledge and expectations for spells.

"I am Zhang Deming, the Grand Elder of Heavenly Spirit Sect who came to my door on April 9th, and now works in the Dao Palace Mind Academy." Having said this, Zhang Deming paused, looked around the crowd and said:

"The above is probably nonsense. After all, you all looked at me so curiously, obviously you all know me. How, do I think the same as you?"

Everyone was silent for a while, looking at each other in blank dismay, obviously not used to Zhang Deming's opening speech, such a sermon has never been seen before.

"Classmates at table 7 in column B!"

"Ah! ah?"

The person named by Zhang Deming didn't react at all. It was the disciple next to him who pushed him, so he stood up from the tuanpu, and said in a daze, "Ah? This disciple is dull, I don't understand what Assistant Teacher Zhang asked. !"

Zhang Deming nodded, looked at the other party, and said, "Well, I'm pretending to be serious! What am I asking? I asked: Is my soft rice teaching assistant the same as you think!"

After Zhang Deming's words were spoken, some people in the class were stunned, some had weird expressions, and some wanted to laugh.

This completely unfamiliar routine made the person named stunned in place. He didn't know what Zhang Deming meant for a while, and he was a little bit blind.

"It's okay, let's chat casually, you can also treat me as a big brother of Ruanfan, don't feel pressure!" Zhang Deming said with a smile.

One mouthful of soft rice, another mouthful of soft rice, although everyone knows it well now, but it still feels a bit weird to talk about it in such a class.

After all, the teachers of the previous preaching classes were all very serious and serious!

The disciple was under a lot of pressure at the moment, his feet trembled slightly, and the sweat on his forehead gathered, he tentatively said: "It should be the same!"

Judging by his state, he actually didn't know what he answered.

Zhang Deming raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said with a slightly exaggerated surprise: "Huo, I still think the same thing, tell me, what fits your cognition of a soft rice boy!"

The disciple immediately panicked, feeling that he had said something wrong, and instinctively remedied it: "Assistant Zhang is handsome, very suitable for the position of teaching assistant!"

Zhang Deming nodded suddenly, and said, "Understood, so I'm a jerk!"

"No, the disciple said..." The man panicked and wanted to make amends again.

"Tell me, I'll listen to you..." Zhang Deming looked at the other party and nodded seriously.

"Disciple... The disciple said..." In a panic, I didn't say anything for a long time. After all, I don't know Zhang Deming at all, and I don't know the basic information. Finally, I said: "The disciple said The assistant coach is really handsome."

Everyone: “·······”

"Ha ha······"

This inexplicable dialogue made the classroom a little more joyful, and the depressive and serious atmosphere gradually dissipated.

Zhang Deming nodded suddenly, and said: "It seems that this classmate is very supportive of my being a good boy. No, I'm afraid I don't know, so I emphasized it! Thank you!"

"Ha ha······"

There was a lot of joy below, but the disciple wanted to find a hole to get in, feeling ashamed and humiliated.

"You can sit down now!" Zhang Deming nodded, and then said again: "Student number nine Ding Lie, the one who is smiling happily is right you."

After the person was called, he was slightly taken aback, and then stood up quite calmly, much calmer than the previous reaction.

He bowed indifferently, and said to Zhang Deming: "Disciple Duanmu Renxu, I have met Assistant Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Deming looked at each other, nodded and said, "Student Duanmu, what do you think?"

Duanmu Renxu smiled and said: "I think the teaching assistant is more famous than meeting him!"

"Oh, what's the explanation?" Zhang Deming asked in surprise.

"The assistant coach is as funny as the rumors, but not as strict as the rumors. It feels good!" Duanmu Renxu said with a smile.

"Well, this is a well-prepared one. At least you saw the photos of my discussion at the exchange meeting between the two worlds!" Zhang Deming nodded. At this point, he changed his subject and suddenly asked: "Then you are so soft on me?" What do you think?"

"Uh..." Duanmu Renxu was very calm at first, but when he was suddenly asked a question directly on this occasion, he froze, and then said: "Those who spread rumors should be severely punished! "

Without waiting for the disciples to react, Zhang Deming pursed his lips and shook his head: "Tsk, tsk, you are so official-speaking, disgusting!"

Duanmu Renxu: "Uh..."

"Haha..." A little low-pitched laughter came from below.

"But the level of the official tone is low. You should say that being able to eat soft rice is a skill, and being able to eat like me is an even bigger skill!"

Zhang Deming looked at the other party seriously and said with a serious expression: "After all... you really need to have some skills, don't you, you just didn't get it!"

Duanmu Renxu: "Uh..."

"Ha ha······"

Some disciples laughed, some were puzzled, and some looked confused.

No matter what the reaction was, the whole square became lively. Each disciple looked at Zhang Deming with interest. In addition, he looked so young that he was almost immature. Many people almost forgot that this was a sermon and were very relaxed.

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"What is he doing?" On a floating platform outside the square, all the eleven members of the original parliament were now looking at Zhang Deming who was giving a lecture. Sima Kunlun said with a frown.

One person shook his head and said in confusion: "I don't understand, are you laughing at yourself? Or are you expressing your dissatisfaction in a subtle way with the rumors about the disciples?"

"It's just nonsense. What's going on? There's no dignity!" Luan Siyi frowned and said angrily: "This kind of person is brought in to bring down the atmosphere of Dao Palace..."

Hong Zhijian glanced at Luan Siyi and said, "Brother Siyi, this hasn't even started yet. It won't be too late to draw a conclusion later!"

"What else do you want..."

When the two were about to quarrel again, Niu Xinyuan suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Interesting!"

Although it is a whisper, what cultivation level are you here?

They all turned to look at Niu Xinyuan. Luan Siyi looked at Niu Xinyuan and said, "Dean Niu thinks it's funny? Is this such an inappropriate and disgraceful act still funny?"

Niu Xinyuan looked at Luan Siyi and said, "Senior Brother Siyi, have you noticed that this time it was originally scheduled to be a lecture at the Heart and Soul Academy?"

Luan Siyi frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

"The Tao of the mind is obscure, and teaching is inherently difficult. Most disciples feel that the preaching class is too oppressive and boring. Under high tension, it is difficult to understand the Tao and gain nothing.

I have seen many teaching assistants teaching the mind, and all of them want the students to be in a state of unity of body and mind, but almost no one is able to make the students relax, let alone be wanton. "

At this point, he paused and said, "Senior brother, look down below. How many people are nervous now? Well, except for these unlucky ones who were called out."

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