I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 29 I called him Tang Xiaosan

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 29 I called him Tang Xiaosan

"I think it's very suitable." This teacher can also teach cooking skills, which is very good.

At this time, a young teacher looked at the proof. He went from shock to regret in just a moment, and said, "It is true that this kid's martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass." Bai Bai, who was born with full soul power, couldn't help but sigh.

When Director Su heard this, he sighed secretly and said: "Although the master has a weird personality, he is 'invincible' in terms of martial soul theory. Anyway, your martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass, and your future achievements will be limited.

, it is also a good choice to worship him as your teacher.”

He handed the school's uniform to Tang San, "This is your school uniform. If the size doesn't fit, just send it over and have it changed. The college will give it to you for free. Your dormitory is arranged in Room 7. Later, a teacher will arrange for you to work as a study student to earn living expenses.

, go ahead.”

"Thank you." After taking the clothes, Tang San bowed politely and turned around and walked out of the Academic Affairs Office. There are ways to make money in this school, which is good. You can't delay raising grass.

The school uniform given by Director Su is a standard Notting Junior Soul Master Academy uniform, with a large blue background and only a circle of white trim on the sleeves, which is simple and elegant.

Not far from the Academic Affairs Office, Tang San vaguely heard the voice of the young teacher who had spoken before in the Academic Affairs Office.

The voice was full of disdain, "The master's theory is that he is invincible, and he needs someone to prove it. Director, I heard him say a ridiculous statement about the ten core competitivenesses of Wuhun in the principal's office. What's so ridiculous is that

, Wuhun Palace also helped him spread the word, which is simply misleading people."

Director Su said in a stern tone: "That's enough, the master is the dean's friend. As for you, it's not time to evaluate him. What gave you the confidence to question Wuhun Palace's decision? Even if no one can prove his

The theory is correct, but no one has proven that his theory is wrong. In the martial arts world, the master is a well-known figure."

The young teacher looked ugly after being lectured. He snorted coldly, still a little unconvinced, and said: "I think he is a famous clown..."

He finally shivered and stopped talking under Director Su's cold gaze.

After hearing the conversation inside, Tang San paused for a moment, then continued walking outside.

It seems that his teacher has many unknown pasts. Also, the data just mentioned may be related to Wuhun Palace. After all, his martial soul was also awakened by Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Palace.

, as an ordinary person, you can’t get this data.

There was a hint of curiosity in Tang San's eyes, as to what secrets the teacher he had just recognized had.

Tang San doesn't think his current teacher is easy to mess with.

Just from a simple proof, you can tell that you are a twin martial soul. Although you guessed the strength of Lan Yincao wrongly, but you are in a special situation, you are still mediocre? Where did that young teacher get his old face? Are you carrying it?

Relying on a famous teacher, do you have the qualifications to be titled Douluo?

Wu Liu: I lazily listened to the live version of the official complaints. That young teacher is indeed ordinary and confident.

The master led him in. Cultivation depends on the individual. In Tang San's opinion, the teacher's power generally cannot be passed on to his disciples. Teaching knowledge and solving doubts are what he needs most now, and the master is just his cup of tea.

Wu Liu: If you say that, the master will be so moved that he bites the bullet!

Tang San looked around and saw that there was only one dormitory building with the words "dormitory building" engraved on it. It was five stories high and was easy to see.

Just like when Tang San awakened, he was the only one of the eight children with soul power. According to this assumption, there are very few people who can become soul masters, especially in a small place like Notting City, where teachers and students live together in one building.

The floor is more than enough.

There are only seven student dormitories in total. The lower three floors of the dormitory building contain seven large dormitories for students to live in. Each dormitory is responsible for a teacher.

Qisha is a special place among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially designed for work-study students.

After all, the college is not a charity. Tuition fees for working-study students are exempted, and the treatment cannot be as good as that of ordinary students. Otherwise, students will easily become dissatisfied. The profession of soul master is noble, but it also has its own chain of contempt. Rich people

The powerful naturally look down on those from poor families.

Qisha is also the only dormitory with mixed age groups. All working-study students, regardless of grade, live here.

As soon as Tang San walked to Qishe's door, he heard the noise coming from inside. The door was closed. He walked to the door, pushed it open, and looked inside.

Good guy, such a spacious room is probably more than 10 times that of my own home, covering nearly 300 square meters. There are a total of fifty beds in it, but most of them are empty.

Little girl Wuliu looked at such a large room, but the space utilization rate was not high. She couldn't help but shake her little head, thinking that in her previous life, there were at least twice as many people living in and out of bed as here.

Currently, there are only eleven beds with bedding. At this time, it seems that the number of working-study students is indeed small.

Inside, there were seven or eight children between the ages of eight and twelve interacting with each other.

The sound of Tang San entering the door startled them. As soon as the noise stopped, all eyes suddenly turned in his direction. One of the children, who looked to be the oldest and strongest, walked over and looked at the crooked body.

Tang San, dressed in patches, smiled.

This child was nearly two heads taller than Tang San. He stood in front of Tang San, looked at him somewhat condescendingly and said, "Are you a new work-study student?"

Wu Liu: [Tang Xiaosan, does he want to bully you? 】

【Probably not!】

A kind smile appeared on Tang San's face. This was his roommate for a long time in the future. He must have a good relationship. He didn't want his daily life to be disturbed in the future. He said gently: "Hello, I am a work-study student from Holy Soul Village.

born."

Courtesy first, then attack, this is the rule of conduct.

"My name is Wang Sheng, Wuhun Zhanhu, and I am an attack-type battle soul master. Please introduce yourself." Wang Sheng crossed his arms and looked evilly.

"My name is Tang San, and my martial spirit is the mutated blue silver grass." Tang San didn't know what type he belonged to, so he didn't say anything.

"Mutation of Blue Silver Grass? When can Blue Silver Grass martial soul be cultivated? Is mutation amazing?"

Wang Sheng showed an expression of extreme surprise, and the other children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

Tang San still had a smile on his face, but a dark side suddenly emerged in his heart. His little girl was the most amazing, but on the first day of school, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Can you please give way?"

Wang Sheng ignored Tang San's words, "Tang Xiaosan, I am the boss here, you have to listen to me from now on, do you understand?"

Wu Liu: Hearing what Wang Sheng said, I immediately quit, [I called you Tang Xiaosan!! Humph.]

Tang San's eyes were sharp, he met Wang Sheng's gaze and said sullenly: "I don't think we are familiar enough, so don't call me Tang Xiaosan."

That cold and sharp gaze made Wang Sheng's back shiver, as if he was the prey being stared at by a ferocious beast.

"I just yelled, what's the matter?" Young people always have the energy of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

(End of chapter)