The Three Realms of Super Students

Originally, even Lin Yuner extinguished her desire to worship Zhang Xiaofan as a teacher, but now she saw the dawn of hope again.

Lin Yuner's shell teeth bit his lower lip, trembling, and said.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you ... are you going to promise to accept me as a disciple ?!"

In response, Zhang Xiaofan just smiled, and soon he shook his hand and said.

"Don't I tell you last time in China? We are relatives, don't we?"

"Also, I also promised you to explain to you what the Dadao Avenue is, but I can't accept you as a disciple."

Seeing that the last second was still sunny, full of joy, Lin Yun'er, the next second became dim. Some regrets, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but continue with a smile.

"However, although you and I don't have the names of mentors and apprentices, there are mentors and apprentices, so you can hang a name under my door. It is a named disciple, but it is not my real disciple.

Lin Yun'er has been working very hard in these years, studying Chinese seriously, and understanding the knowledge and tradition of China.

Therefore, she can now be regarded as a ‘Hua Xia Tong’. She naturally knows that although there is only a difference between a named disciple and a formal disciple, the inherent meaning is very different.

Lin Yun'er is also clear. Now Zhang Xiaofan sees himself more as a friend.

But that's just it, and it made Lin Yuner very satisfied and happy.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun'er was overjoyed and thumped. He wanted to kneel down on the spot and perform three salutes.

But Zhang Xiaofan raised his hand gently, and dragged him in the middle of the air. They were several meters apart, but they could easily hold Lin Yuner's body.

Zhang Xiaofan pointed to the sky above his head and smiled and said, "No need to be anxious, if God really intends to make you a disciple of Zhang Xiaofan, then this gift of apprenticeship will not be too late in the future."

Lin Yun'er saw Zhang Xiaofan just raised his hand, but he couldn't move. Lin Yun'er felt awe and admiration for Zhang Xiaofan in his heart. He hurriedly had a kind of clenched salute and said, "Tuer understands, Master."

Seeing Lin Yun'er calling him Master again, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, saying: "I just didn't say that, don't call me Master. You and I are of similar age. May I call my name Zhang Xiaofan, and of course I can call me Zhang PD.

"Zhang PD?"

Lin Yun'er was startled. When she came back to God again, she saw that the deck in front of her was empty. Where else was Zhang Xiaofan's figure?

"Yun'er, who were you talking to just now, eh? No one ..."

At this time, Tae-yan walked from the bow deck with Mo Chou in her arms. I just saw that Lin Yuner seemed to be talking to someone, but when Tae-yeon just walked in, he saw only the aft deck. Lin Yun'er is alone, where is there a second person?

"......."

Seoul. A high-end residential area in Qingtan Cave, Jiangnan District-

Li Zhien is sitting cross-legged on his own, searching in front of the computer about his own black forum website.

"what?"

"Why is there two more black powder organizations for this less-than-expensive effort?"

"It's not good to join what has been established before, why do you always have to build so many hearted black powder forums."

Li Zhien vomited, and at the same time opened a black powder forum with the highest search volume and popularity.