Master Tongtian

Chapter 129 The instructor has social phobia (25)

According to the plan, the instructor gave a lecture on flux theory, and Rosen himself served as an assistant.

However, when Rosen found Thrandis again in the seat of the Hall of Wisdom, he found that something was wrong with her face.

"Teacher, are you feeling unwell?"

Although it was afternoon now, Anna was still in control of her body. This was agreed upon with Alice, lest Alice lose control of herself and make shocking remarks in public.

At that time, not only will your reputation be greatly affected, but you may even be punished by the earl.

Thrandis saw Rosen coming and immediately found support.

"I was suddenly notified just now that the third speech on counting will be held in the afternoon. I asked Jennifer to go to the carriage to get the speech manuscript. It has been ten minutes and I haven't come back yet."

Rosen thought secretly: "I guessed it right."

He took out his pocket watch and looked at it. He found that there were still 40 minutes left before the speech started, and he could completely rewrite the speech.

Not expecting Jennifer to get the manuscript paper back, she directly called the attendant standing nearby: "Bring me some paper and pen."

The attendant responded.

At this time, Jennifer came back.

She ran all the way, panting: "Madam, sir, I didn't see the manuscript paper in the carriage. I looked at the suitcase and it seemed that it had been rummaged through."

Thrandis couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? I released the home protection spell in the carriage."

Although it was only released randomly on a small scale, ordinary thieves cannot crack it.

Rosen had already expected it: "Teacher, there are many high-level mages joining the society, and our home protection technique is not safe."

The mentor's home protection technique is very strong and cannot be broken by low-level magicians. Intermediate-level mages can only use brute force to break through it, but high-level magicians can break it silently.

You don't even need a high-level mage to take action.

Because the maid Jennifer is just an ordinary person, any mid-level mage can use a sleeping spell on her and borrow her emblem ring to easily get in and out of the carriage.

Thrandis had cold sweat on his forehead and looked at Rosen helplessly: "What should I do?"

She didn't expect that someone would still care about the speech that had already been published publicly.

At this time, the attendant came back with pen and paper.

Rosen smiled and said: "Don't panic, mentor, I have all the speeches in my mind. I will write another one for you."

Just as he was about to write, an attendant came over.

"Ms. Thrandis, your speech will begin in thirty minutes. Please prepare in advance."

Thrandis was already a little nervous, but after being urged like this, he became even more panicked and his face turned pale.

Seeing her like this, Rosen's heart moved: "Tsk~ It's over, the instructor is most likely a social phobic!"

Because of her childhood experience, she is withdrawn and hates social interaction. And because she has been alone for a long time, she becomes particularly nervous when facing big scenes.

In other words, she has severe social phobia.

For a person to give a speech at a big event requires great courage to overcome psychological barriers, but if the carefully prepared plan is suddenly disrupted, it will be a disaster.

At this time, even if the speech is rewritten, the instructor will definitely perform abnormally.

If she were asked a few more provocative questions, even if the questions were not sharp, she would panic so much that she would not be able to answer them.

Looking at such a mentor, an idea flashed through Rosen's mind.

"This planner has a good understanding of the mentor's character."

"The organizers behind the scenes have gone to such trouble, and it seems unlikely that they will be able to recoup their losses just by suppressing the limelight on the court."

"No, no, it's definitely not that simple."

After thinking carefully, Rosen thought of a rather dark possibility.

"With the current status of my mentor and I, coupled with my early momentum, the identity of the inventor of Liushu cannot be taken away, but it can disgust me severely."

“Without a speech script, an abnormal mentor will make a big fool of himself on stage and have his ability questioned.”

"And I am a mage born as a commoner. I am young and most likely do not have the ability to speak without script, so I will make a big fool of myself."

"Shortly after the Flower Society ended, another mage appeared and said that he had independently invented the flow, but it was not yet mature, so he planned to publish it later."

"Get a few reputable scholars to send mages to come out and give perjury, and praise it fiercely. If the three of them become a tiger, an inexplicable 'co-inventor of Liushu' will appear to share this huge fame."

"If you were a little more despicable and the other party even hinted that your manuscript might be stolen, then it would be ridiculous."

"It would be really, really disgusting if this happened."

After thinking about it, Rosen sighed secretly: "The scholars' methods are really insidious!"

If the opponent is a pure mage who is so focused on research as his mentor and is lonely and helpless, this thing may really be successfully manipulated.

But the mentor is not alone, she also has herself as an apprentice.

Seeing the instructor's face pale, his hands tightly grasping the hem of his skirt, and falling into a state of panic with symptoms of social anxiety, Rosen immediately said: "Instructor, let me explain it to you."

Not every paper author has excellent eloquence. In fact, many of them stutter, and many of them also have social anxiety.

Generally, the more devoted a scholar is to research, the greater the probability of developing social barriers.

Therefore, you can be authorized to speak on your behalf.

Thrandis was startled: "You haven't prepared anything yet, can you?"

Rosen narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Teacher, it's okay, I'm thick-skinned."

In his previous life, he ran a factory and often spoke in front of employees. Although he was very eloquent, he never had stage fright.

Thrandis felt his heart pounding and knew that he would definitely not be able to do it. He also thought that his apprentice was often wandering around, so he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then you go talk."

After receiving the agreement, Rosen looked at the attendant: "My mentor, Ms. Thrandis, is a little unwell. As her apprentice, I will take her place on the stage to give a speech."

"Okay, I'll report it right away." The attendant turned and left.

At this time, there was a burst of applause in the hall, and the first high-level mage who published the paper had already stepped off the lecture platform.

President Fearon's voice sounded in the air above the hall.

"Now, I would like to invite the high-level mage Ledelir to take the stage to demonstrate his latest research results on the phenomenon of mana turbulence."

The second high-level mage immediately stepped onto the podium. He was a high-level 14-star mage in his mid-forties and full of scholarly aura.

Because time was tight, he went straight to the point.

I saw him staring at the manuscript paper in his hand and speaking at a very fast speed with a slight stumble.

When Rosen saw this guy's movements and temperament, he knew that he was a scholarly mage who focused solely on magic.

And he was also a civilian-born scholar who was deceived by Faerun.

Why do you say that?

Because this guy's clothes are very shabby and he doesn't care about his image at all, it shows that his economic conditions are very average.

The fact that a high-level mage is like this can only mean that he is completely immersed in his magic and has not paid any attention to the world.

This is naturally good for pure research, but it can easily be used as a tool.

Next, it's Rosen's turn.

Rosen glanced at the official mages sitting in the hall and found that most of them were listening carefully to the lecture, and many were taking notes while listening.

But there are also people like me who have their eyes wandering everywhere.

As he looked around, Rosen felt his eyes met. When he took a closer look, he found that it was Master Horus again.

"Why does this guy keep looking at me? He can't be a gay."

He was looking around aimlessly, but the other person kept focusing on him, which was very problematic.

But presumably the other party didn't dare to make a big move here, so Rosen just let the other party watch.

On the other side, Horus looked at it for a while and then withdrew his gaze.

He whispered to the middle-aged mage sitting next to him: "Master Bige, do you know that little mage?"

The middle-aged mage Bige is also a middle-level mage. Like Horus, both of them work for Fubos, which is a mage belonging to the earl sect.

However, his magical achievements were not as good as those of Horus, and he was not as good at business as the latter, so he was not highly valued by Phobos.

He smiled faintly: "Of course I know you. The little guy performed amazingly on the Yuehui battlefield."

Horus said in a low voice: "He has some status now and is easy to move, but the marshal does not want him to gain too high a reputation."

"why?"

"Don't do it knowingly. Because he is from Chapollet."

"But he is a divine seal mage, and it is said that the earl also admires him. As long as he doesn't make mistakes, I'm afraid there's nothing he can do to stop him."

"I have read the paper he is going to publish. It is interesting, but some parts are just nonsense. I will give you a few questions, and you can help me question him later."

"He is from a civilian background. This is his first time to speak in public, and he doesn't have a speech script. If you ask him to make him nervous, he will definitely make a big fool of himself!"

In fact, he only glanced at the paper briefly and could not ask any valuable questions. The so-called questions were all specious and random, just to interrupt the opponent's rhythm.

"Fine."

Bige was a little reluctant, but still agreed.

At this moment, High Mage Lederir finished his speech, and Faerun's voice sounded again.

"The following is "The Theory of Fluxes" jointly produced by the mid-level mage Ms. Thrandis and her apprentice Rosen. It will be lectured by her apprentice Rosen for 20 minutes."

As soon as the voice came out, Rosen patted Thrandis's hand for comfort, and then strode towards the podium.

During this time, there was a buzz of discussion in the audience.

"Isn't the basic logic paper placed on the third day?"

"Who knows, maybe Feren remembered it wrong."

"I know that kid. He is very close to Fuller. He must be connected to Fuller."

"Oh, this is so despicable!"

At this time, Rosen arrived at the speech platform.

He quickly looked around the audience and saw a large number of unfriendly eyes, but also saw many familiar ones.

There were anxious looks from the mentor, and encouragement from big bosses such as Earl, Fuller, and Bill Gu. There were also a group of young temple mages such as Alan, Lydia, and Haven, who waved directly at him to show their support.

There are enemies, but there are also friends.

It has been more than half a year since I came to this world, and I have finally made my way into the world.

Looking at the mages sitting under the stage, he seemed to have returned to his previous life in a trance, and the group of people in front of him were all factory workers.

The slightly nervous mood immediately relaxed.

"Ah~~I'll just call it a production mobilization meeting."