"I don't know either. I just came suddenly without any advance notice." An Xingsheng was obviously a little panicked at this moment.

Wang Zijia frowned, then looked up and nodded to the people at the back of the classroom, as if to say hello.

Then he hesitated for a moment, and as usual, he took out a food box and said, "You are lucky today. My little cook has developed new food again."

The faces of the junior brothers below twitched, and the new junior brothers who had heard about it looked curious.

Some of the big brothers behind the lecture hall became interested. Obviously, those who came here have asked about Wang Zijia and heard about his special hobby of making dark dishes for his disciples.

Wang Zijia waved his hand and gave each of the disciples a piece of stinky dried fish that was ten times the canned herring. The lecture hall was instantly filled with a foul smell.

Even though the junior brothers who were well prepared and trained looked a little ugly.

At the back of the classroom, some big brothers also looked a little unnatural.

"Give me one portion." The Fulou master, who was the leader among the three chief priests, suddenly spoke.

Wang Zijia paused, took out another portion from his storage bag, and waved his hand to the master.

He was not worried about anything. Ten disciples had already been completed by him. Today's cooking was just a daily habit to maintain his eccentric personality.

Although he had prepared a few "additional ingredients" in his pocket in case someone came to take the class, he certainly couldn't take them out in this situation.

After taking the dried fish, the Bailou master smelled it deliberately, and then took a careful bite.

Then his face froze for a moment, and he silently put away the remaining half, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, the teachers and brothers who came to listen to the class around him also gave up the idea of ​​trying it. And the disciples in front of them, some gritted their teeth and swallowed it directly, while others chewed with twisted faces.

The whole classroom was filled with an indissoluble stench, which was very pure, without any sour or rotten smell, just extremely smelly.

"Okay, let's start today's class. I have been teaching for almost half a year. Today, let's sort it out carefully from the beginning..." Wang Zijia looked around at everyone and started teaching.

As Wang Zijia's teaching progressed, the disciples below listened more and more attentively.

The big guys behind him didn't care much at first, but as Wang Zijia explained more and more in-depth and systematically, they all took it seriously.

When he talked about the middle, Wang Zijia subconsciously paused for a moment and looked at a corner of the classroom.

Several big guys who were serving wine also felt it instantly and looked at a corner of the lecture hall. At this moment, among the ten people, the last junior brother Yuan Tao, with Wang Zijia's value quietly exchanged, finally took the last step and entered the special state of entering the talisman method.

Not only that, among the few people who had come to the class several times before, a disciple who privately asked Wang Zijia about the cram school also felt that he had entered the art of talisman.

And this was not exchanged by Wang Zijia, but he really felt it himself and took a step forward.

This big movement naturally could not be hidden from the teaching brothers in the classroom. One by one, they watched the two people enter the art at the same time, and their eyes were completely different when they looked at Wang Zijia. Legends and seeing with their own eyes are not the same concept.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and after the two people withdrew from the special talisman-making state, he began to continue explaining as if he had not noticed anything.

The disciples below looked at Wang Zijia with more and more burning eyes, as if they were looking at some treasure.

Such a teaching brother, as long as they can make their talisman successful, let alone eat some dark food, even if they want him to eat something more strange, they are willing.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let's study the talisman technique."

After a full hour, Wang Zijia, who had deliberately shown off his talisman skills, finished teaching, but he didn't pack up his things and leave immediately as usual.

The junior brothers below were very sensible. They hurriedly packed up their things and left the classroom quickly.

Wang Zijia packed up his things and came to the big guys, saying, "Hello, Master Bai, my two uncles, and all the senior brothers."

Everyone returned the greetings.

The building owner Bai Chengji looked at Wang Zijia, looked him up and down for a moment, and said, "Yes, I suddenly heard yesterday that there was a teaching genius in the building. He taught all the junior brothers the talisman technique in just half a year. I thought it was a rumor. Today, I see that it's better to meet in person than to hear about it."

"Master, you are too kind. It's all the junior brothers' hard work. I just played a little role." Wang Zijia replied modestly.

"Without your guidance, they don't know how many years it will take to get started. If you have the ability, you have the ability, don't be so humble." Bai Chengji looked at Wang Zijia with a smile and said so.

"Then I would like to thank the owner for the compliment." Wang Zijia smiled, accepted the compliment, and asked: "I wonder what it is today?"

"You have been in the building for almost half a year. I heard that you have excellent grades and amazing progress, so I came to see you. It can be regarded as completing the review ahead of time." Bai Chengji looked at Wang Zijia with a satisfied face.

Wang Zijia was slightly stunned when he heard this, and asked back: "Does the owner mean that... I have passed the review and become the first-class instructor of Fulou?"

Bai Chengji shook his head and said, "With your level, why are you still a first-grade teacher? If you really want to be a teacher, then start with the second-grade teacher. Although your cultivation is a little bit poor, it doesn't matter. Our teaching system does not purely depend on cultivation."

The brothers around were all stunned.

The second-grade teacher is a serious high-income job. Every class is charged for money. It is usually taught by the chief wine uncles.

Wang Zijia was stunned and said, "But I don't know any second-grade spells now, so I can't build a core course."

"It doesn't matter. I will hire you. Second-grade teachers don't teach second-grade spells. On the contrary, most of them are first-grade spells. With your current level of spells, you are more than qualified. How about it, are you willing?" Bai Chengji looked at Wang Zijia and asked.

"Master, please stop teasing me. How can I not..."

"Ahem..."

Wang Zijia, who was about to respond, was interrupted by a cough.

The one who spoke was one of the two priests with Bai Chengji.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, then immediately greeted and said, "I have not asked for the names of the two uncles yet?"

Seeing this, Bai Chengji seemed to have just remembered the two people around him, and smiled apologetically, "Look at my temper, come on, let me introduce them to you."

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