The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

Wow…

In the violent storm, the sky and the earth were gray.

The buildings of Xizhou University were also blurred in outline in the rain.

A group of students braved the violent storm, holding leaky umbrellas, and ran towards the teaching building, stepping on the stagnant water, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Run, run!"

"Damn it, it's raining too much."

"The umbrella is leaking!"

"My clothes are all wet."

"The shoes are soaked in water."

brush……

A broken van was parked in the parking space at the foot of the teaching building.

The car door opened, and Bai Mo walked out, wearing a black sportswear, trousers rolled up, and slippers, stepping on the stagnant water gracefully, making splashes. There is also a fat little red fox on his shoulder, helping him hold an umbrella and carry his bag.

Bai Mo grinned.

What about the broken van?

Broken bread can also protect you from wind and rain. Compared with classmates running all the way from the dormitory building in the heavy rain, I don't know how much better it is!

Just like that, he put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly as a car under the umbrella held by Moon Claw. He walked the last few dozen meters and looked at the students who were as embarrassed as drowned dogs before entering the teaching building.

…

The mathematical modeling defense was held in a large lecture theater.

When I walked in, I saw water footprints on the ground. Many students had already sat down and were collecting their wet clothes with sad faces.

"Bai Mo, this way!"

But it was Fang Yuan, sitting by the window, smiling and waving her hands.

Bai Mo walked forward and saw Wu Qingyun was there, so the three of them sat together.

Fang Yuan took out her mobile phone and wanted to take a selfie of the trio and send it to Zhang Jian...but she turned on the camera, was stunned for a moment, and put the phone away again.

She leaned close to Wu Qingyun's ear and whispered.

"Your clothes are wet!"

Wu Qingyun wore a light sportswear, which was only a little wet, but her curves were particularly visible! Fang Yuan didn't pay attention just now, but when she was about to take a photo, she was instantly alert... This kind of picture cannot be shown to Zhang Jian!

Bai Mo subconsciously turned his head, glanced at it, and then immediately turned his gaze back... Wu Qingyun is quite promising.

He took a spare thin jacket from his schoolbag and handed it to Wu Qingyun.

"It's just been washed and not worn yet, please put it on first."

Wu Qingyun's face was as paralyzed as ever, she thanked her, took it and put it on, zipping it up to cover the curves.

Neither of them thought anything was wrong.

But Fang Yuan next to her had a strange look in her eyes and immediately lowered her head to send Zhang Jian a message and gossip.

…

Gradually, more and more students came to this lecture theater.

Some participated, and some did not and came to watch the fun.

The huge lecture theater was packed to the brim.

The seats next to the window on the east side are all students from the Xiancao experimental class.

Wanbo City, Lan Fangfang and Yang Zhan were all guarding the computer, preparing the slides they would use for their defense later.

"We will go on stage together later. I will talk about the mathematics part first, and Lan Fangfang will talk about the programming part.

"After everything is finished, stand together and wait for the teacher to ask questions."

Some students were more leisurely, chatting on their mobile phones.

“Have you read the Shexian Forum?

"Professor Zhang, our class teacher, is looking to buy Huang Zhongli on the forum."

"What is Huangzhongli?"

In the back row, Wu Qingyun and Fang Yuan were squeezing their shoulders, watching the computer, and checking the slides.

Bai Mo next to him frowned slightly.

Professor Zhang is preparing Huang Zhongli?

Huangzhongli is an eighth-grade medicinal material. It is one of the medicinal materials required in the process of advancing from the eighth sequence to the seventh sequence of the alchemist path. Bai Mo has already eaten it.

When talking about their homeroom teachers, the students in the Xiancao experimental class were very excited.

"Lao Zhang has two brushes. Are you going to attack Sequence Seven?"

"He has been a Sequence Eight for a long time, right?"

At this moment, I heard a girl's voice coming from next to me.

"Hmph! How can it be so easy to attack sequence seven? With his qualifications, I am disgusted."

As soon as these words came out, the seats in the Xiancao experimental class instantly fell silent.

Wanbo City, Lan Fangfang and others all turned their heads.

Bai Mo and Wu Qingyun also cast their gazes over.

But he saw a fair girl with a high ponytail sitting not far away, with her mouth curled up and the corners of her eyes raised, with a touch of disdain on her face.

"What are you looking at?

"Has he been promoted to the rank for more than eight years? Has he produced any powerful medicines? No, right?

"With this kind of qualification, why should he be promoted to Rank 8?"

Yang Zhan, who was in the Xiancao experimental class, frowned and looked at his classmates.

"Who are these guys? So damn crazy?"

Guan Yueling, the science champion from BH City, whispered.

"This is my classmate from Beihai No. 1 Middle School. His name is Huang Sitong. He has always been quite crazy."

Lan Fangfang had a dark face.

"Oh, people look down on Lao Zhang.

"I'm afraid the only one she can respect is the boss behind the scenes in Xizhou?"

But he saw Huang Sitong, with his head tilted up, his ponytail raised, and his eyes raised.

"Why do I think so highly of him?

“He was just lucky enough to be promoted to Sequence Seven earlier.

"Who knows what means were used, who knows what bonuses were taken?"

Um?

Wanbo City's eyes widened and it became furious!

Yang Zhan slapped his hand on the table.

"You fart!

"You're so mad, what's your fucking sequence?"

Huang Sitong was sitting not far away, his expression unchanged, his eyes raised, looking proud.

"I don't cultivate immortality!

"Why, you can't evaluate them without cultivating immortality?

"When I go to review a refrigerator, do I have to learn how to refrigerate it myself?"

Yang Zhan laughed angrily, Xizhou boss was his idol. He has never seen an idol with a black man, let alone such a thick-skinned and brainless man!

He rolled up his sleeves, not planning to talk about reason anymore, but going up to talk about "physics".

At this moment...

squeak.

The door to the lecture theater opened, and a dozen teachers came in, chatting and laughing.

The classmates were all quiet. Yang Zhan snorted coldly, took a breath for the time being, and sat back in his seat.

The teacher in charge of hosting has already stepped onto the stage to give the opening remarks.

"Welcome to all students to participate in the thesis defense of this mathematical modeling competition..."

In the audience, Fang Yuan took out her mobile phone and coded words quickly.

[Baoer, we met a weirdo here who was dissatisfied and angry...]

The fox next to her, Moon Claw, squatted in Master's arms, raised her ears, and looked at Huang Sitong with a dangerous look...Foxes are very vindictive!

Bai Mo didn't think it mattered, he just hugged his apprentice, rubbed his fat belly, and leaned back on the chair in a comfortable position.

Look at the defense teachers in the front row.

"Originally there was Lao Chen on the tournament organizing committee. But he didn't come today."

The defense has begun. Each shortlisted group will give a speech in accordance with the order of drawing lots, and then accept questions from the defending teacher.

The first group was the Wanbo City group. The three people were holding computers, a little nervous, and walked all the way to the podium to open the slides.

"Dear defense teachers and classmates, good morning everyone..."

Bai Mo was about to listen when he suddenly saw a person sitting in the vacant seat in Wanbo City. He had a high ponytail, eyes hanging from the corners of his eyes, and a face full of arrogance. It was Huang Sitong!

She turned around, faced Bai Mo, and was about to speak.

Then Bai Mo raised his hand.

"Sorry, I have a girlfriend, so I don't accept love letters."

This is Bai Moxin's idea. When facing these crazy bees and butterflies in the future, just say that he already has a partner and tell them not to pester him again.

Huang Sitong was stunned for a moment, veins popped up on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

"I...I'm not sending you a love letter!

"You are the first in the grass jelly experimental class, right?

"I'm here to tell you that I'm no worse than anyone in your class!

“I didn’t get admitted to the grass jelly experimental class because I was busy with other things in high school.

“In this digital modeling competition, I will prove myself first.

“The first place in the competition must be me!

"Even if you can be the first in the grass jelly experimental class, come to this digital modeling competition and compete with me on the same stage, you can only compete with others for second place!"

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

The last time he heard such a declaration was when he was in elementary school.

At that time, the students were still young and generally in the second grade.

After making the declaration, Huang Sitong swung his high ponytail, raised his eyes and smiled, and was about to leave.

At this moment...

Moon Claw in Bai Mo's arms stretched out his fox claw and grabbed Huang Sitong's necklace.

The fox's head came forward, the fox's eyes widened, he grabbed the necklace and looked at it carefully.

What's this?

Why have you never seen it?

It was a bronze ball, the size of a walnut. Judging from the patterns and rust on it, it seemed to be an old object.

The two small gems on the ball are dark and shiny, and seem to be spiritual, like two small eyes.

There was a hint of panic on Huang Sitong's face!

She quickly reached out to take her necklace away from the fox's claws!

but……

Bai Mo reached out and stopped her hand.

"Do not move.

"Fairy beasts have very bad tempers.

"Take something from its claws and it will go berserk!"

Moon Claw pricked up his ears. When he heard the master's words, he immediately raised his head, glared at Huang Sitong, bared his teeth, and roared!

"Roar!!"

It must cooperate with the master's words and create a fox design that is not easy to mess with!

Although it couldn't see the reason for this copper ball... In fact, it was Bai Mo's consciousness that was surging out, like thousands of slender, dense invisible tentacles, entering the inside of the copper ball.

The structure inside this copper ball is very strange. There are all kinds of small parts, there are array diagrams, and there are also oils made from grinding several medicinal materials.

Bai Mo's consciousness was very delicate and careful, exploring bit by bit.

But... this thing was indeed beyond his understanding. He had never seen it or heard of it.

"A very neat little thing."

He raised his head, glanced at the frightened Huang Sitong, and asked Moon Claw to retract his claws.

Huang Sitong took back the necklace and ran away in a hurry.

…

The defense went very quickly.

After all, the mathematical and analog papers written by students are very homogeneous, with all the flaws, but not many. The teachers participating in the defense are all experts in this field. With a little eye and a little listening, they can get a rough idea.

Huang Sitong's team quickly stepped forward to answer the question.

"Good morning, teachers. I am Huang Sitong. I will talk about the mathematics and program parts of the paper..."

She did everything by herself and finished the slide show.

Another person took care of everything and answered a few of the teacher's questions that were neither salty nor bland.

He was so proud that he took his two younger brothers back to the auditorium.

…

The last group in the finale is the Baimo group.

Wu Qingyun and Fang Yuan came on stage, and they divided the work and finished the carefully prepared slides.

This group didn't even need to answer the question.

Because the entire paper has already been circulated among the teachers in the mathematics department.

The host takes the stage again.

"Okay, everyone, wait a moment. We will tally the scores. The results will be announced on the spot in ten minutes."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience suddenly became excited and nervous.

"Oh, there are a total of forty teams shortlisted for the defense this time. I wonder where we can rank?"

"The grass jelly experimental class has been shortlisted into ten groups. I feel that their quality is very high."

"I didn't understand Bai Mo's group."

Huang Sitong looked back at Bai Mo and smiled coldly.

The results will come out soon, and she will be able to prove herself for the first time!

Soon, ten minutes passed.

The host came on stage on time, took the transcript and started reading.

"First place, Bai Mo, Wu Qingyun, Fang Yuan."

There was no excitement in the audience. Everyone expected this result and just applauded politely.

Huang Sitong frowned and doubted life. Could it be that she was second?

"Second place, Wanbo City, Lan Fangfang, Yang Zhan."

Huang Sitong's mouth drooped, and she couldn't believe it. Could it be that her level could only be the average level of the Xiancao experimental class?

"Third place, Guan Yueling..."

Huang Sitong's face became more and more out of control, stiffer and more ugly.

Until I heard...

"Thirty-ninth place, Huang Sitong..."

Her face turned completely dark.

After the results were announced and the host spoke, a respondent teacher was invited to speak.

Until the normal defense ended, the teachers left one after another, and the students, some happy and some sad, also left the scene laughing.

She sat there blankly and was about to leave when she saw Yang Zhan coming over with a smile on his face.

"Oh, classmate Huang Sitong, what a coincidence, we are both in second place.

“I was second from the bottom.

“You’re second to last.

"Hahahahaha!"

Huang Sitong's face darkened instantly, without saying a word, he grabbed his schoolbag and was about to leave.

But she saw Yang Zhan step forward and block her.

"Don't worry! There's still a show!"

Yang Zhan took out his cell phone.

"Someone in our class made a recording just now. It's very humorous. Please enjoy it together."

He turned up the volume of his mobile phone to the maximum, and the declaration that Huang Sitong had just made to Bai Mo rang loudly in his mobile phone.

"...I didn't get admitted to the grass jelly experimental class because I was busy with other things in high school...

"...When you come to this digital modeling competition and compete with me, you can only compete with others for second place..."

Yang Zhan grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears.

Huang Sitong wiped away her tears, pushed him away, and left.

Hearing Yang Zhan's unwillingness behind him.

"Classmate, don't you have time to appreciate it?

"It's okay. I'll upload this recording to the campus forum, campus group, or campus confession wall later. You can listen to it wherever you go!"

…

Bai Mo grinned, carrying Moon Claw on his shoulders, and left the lecture theater and the teaching building.

Today, he had a slight change in his view of Yang Zhan. Although this guy is not very good at life, he is quite reliable in his work.

When I walked to the door of the teaching building, I saw that there was still the sound of rain outside, and it was still raining heavily.

He was about to let Moon Claw hold the umbrella when suddenly there was a vibration in his pocket.

“Someone messaged me?

"No, that's not right."

He put his hand into his pocket and found his keychain, which was vibrating crazily!

"this……"

Once, he gave Professor Zhang a plant machine that could detect immortal grass in the world. But that machine has a backdoor. If it detects the fairy grass, it will send a signal to Bai Mo's keychain and make the keychain vibrate!

"Looking at the amplitude of this vibration, it is not an ordinary fairy grass.

"Sequence seven, or even above?"

It’s not just about cleaning up the poplar lamps, it’s about making the group of people around the protagonist more plump.