Long Live Summons!

A hundred of these ordinary goose wool pens are not worth a celestial crystal.

But an organic spirit, a thousand celestial crystals, is also difficult to exchange, is purely an undesirable existence.

He really doesn't know how to criticize this student anymore, you said he's not okay, he can add the fountain pen to the appliance spirit, put the appliance spirit that could evolve into a sacred appliance on a regular pen... you said he was good and couldn't open his mouth. If the boy were his own son, the headmaster would probably just slap him and put the appliance on what?

You put it on a fountain pen, didn't you?

Yueyang answered respectfully: "Sir, if our students all have a 'conscious' goose pen, they don't have to work so hard to copy it in the course of class, they can concentrate on listening to the lesson, do you? ”

The headmaster sighed bitterly: “Yes...”

He really wants to say that there aren't many serious classes in the class except for you boys, otherwise do their lazy bastards have to take the exam month after month after year? Though there have been a few good newcomers in the near future, it is certain that even multiplying the wisdom of everyone by ten is less than half that of your boy.

But seeing Yueyang classmates' sincere face, the headmaster, although suffering in his heart, criticized the words of the blow can not say anything, and secretly swallowed back.

An organic spirit. Forget it. It would be nice if he could have this direction of research.

Big deal. Let him make another holy instrument...

Wait a minute.

This demon boy can make holy artefacts?

The headmaster had a straight heart beat of 300 and almost had no blood vessels exploded. Excited, he almost fell on the ground with a heart attack. Luckily, the headmaster had met the world after all. Although his heart was a little unbearable, it was still strong and calm: “Titan, you did well, you have to keep trying! ”

“Thank you to the headmaster for his support. If a student makes a fountain pen into a sacred instrument in a month's time, it will be dedicated to the hardworking headmaster in return for his professorship.” Yueyang classmates, like Huangpu military school students to pay tribute to old Jiang, heard the harsh headmaster in tears, what a good student, he finished the work, thinking of himself as the headmaster. If he had an army in his hand, he wouldn't hesitate to give it to Yueyang classmates. Where would such a good student find it?

“It would be nice to have this heart. The holy instrument is still in your possession. My husband has accepted it.” The Principal's lips trembled a little.

“Ask the Principal to point to the third piece.” Yueyang showed him the third puppet.

“With wings? Is that really a wing? Are you designing a puppet as a" flying puppet "?” The headmaster, having just pressed the excitement, is now, at first glance, foolish, not that no one has ever thought of flying a fighter, but no one has ever made it successfully. Flying Fighter, can this demon boy really make it? If the answer is yes, it will be a landmark study.

“Because we have not entered the battlefield, there is no way to arrive at the final results of the specific tests, and this is still a design model. My design foresees a large flying fighter weighing more than a hundred tons 30 meters wide, whose role, for the time being, cannot be directly used to fight, but may be useful if loaded with other fighters entering the battlefield and raiding enemy forces. This model, if you test fly in Silver Maple, you can fly… No, it's not an official test fly, and the flight is just a glider, and a kilometer or two of glider distance is not a flight at all.” Yueyang classmates pretended not to see the headmaster's horrified old face, slowly and quite ‘humbly’ explained.

“How did you do that?” The headmaster grabbed Yueyang's collar with anxiety, and this answer, the battle figure designer in the valley fought for 10,000 years, has not yet been obtained.

“…” Yueyang was just right to remain silent.

“Titan, forgive me, because your research is amazing. You listen, you may have hope of completing a great design across the ages, and you may change many relationships in the Valley, affecting countless people. So, please make sure that you study it carefully. No matter how much time, how much human and material resources, we at Yin Feng Tian Proud School will support it. If you can get the finished product at the evaluation ceremony in three months' time, no, even the semi-finished product, I dare say, the champion is not you! Titan, you don't have to worry about anything right now. Just research and develop this flying fighter. Anything you need, just ask!” The principal felt the spring of his life had come.

God gave Himself such a good student, and if he did not support the creation of a great masterpiece that spanned the ages, it would be the greatest failure of his life.

Silver Maple City is proud of its travelers, but it has the most proud record.

Previous Principal.

He was famous because the original owner of Star Diamond Castle was her student.

The masters of the ancient Star Diamond Castle have created works that no one has ever seen before, and the beauty of their names is still in the air. Now her son is also a genius, both mothers and sons are terribly evil! The enviable luck of the former headmaster came to his head again.

The owner of Star Diamond Castle, the new lord of the generation, the son of the older generation, is not the kind of fool waiting to die for the second generation, but a genius of the world!

Here we go again.

If you don't seize this opportunity yourself, you'll probably get a lot of spit on.

Even himself can't forgive himself... The headmaster is reluctant to help Yueyang. Given the headmaster's face, in the absence of an invitation from the students, and the research confidentiality regulations, the headmaster had to ‘wait silently’ and suffer greatly. If you hang yourself by the name of a flying fighter, even if it's just an assistant, it's an honor no one in the Valley can reach!

“Titan, if you need any help, be sure to say it, and I will give you my full support!” The headmaster in a state of urgency is willing to ‘recommend himself'.

“One, if you don't mind, is that it's a little hard to say.” Yueyang said that the headmaster was breathless.

“Say, no matter how difficult it is, there must be a principal who can fix it for you. ”

“I know it's against the rules, but I really like it, because it's a delicious meal that my mom designed, and while I'm eating it, I'm busy thinking about my mom.” Yueyang said weakly that he heard the headmaster's heart break suddenly. Turns out he was extremely harsh, and his eyes felt wet.

What a good boy!

Such a sweet child without a mother. It's pathetic.

At a time when other people have parents to care for, this poor little guy has to live independently, even busy studying, busy researching, haven't had time to miss his mother until he eats a little time...

The headmaster remembers his son, who never stays home for a day from year to night and always runs out with people.

He could not help but cry when he saw the pitiful request of the student in front of him.

As a principal, he worked hard to maintain his manners.

Though with a normal voice, softly comforting and afraid to speak a little heavier, it breaks this poor little guy's heart: "Son, my poor child, how rude is this request! Filial piety is the greatest emotion in the world, and nothing can replace it. As for the Momoka sweet dew pie you want, even if it is not available in the restaurant, I can let Grandma Doro make it for you. She is my wife and an elderly person who loves children but breaks her heart. If she knew you had such loyalty, she would cry. Listen, son, you can always be a guest at my house. No, you don't have to be a guest. You can be like my family. I and Grandma Doro will welcome you home... only if you want, she will cook all the food for you. She will cook all the food your mother has developed! ”

“Really?” Yueyang asked with ‘surprise’.

“Absolutely!" The headmaster saw this innocent look, and even broke his heart. This look, could make the stone lion on the steps run down and lick this little guy's hand. Poor little guy, no, someone has to love him or it's gonna hurt this kid the most!

The headmaster raised his head.

Wipe away the slightest tear marks from the corners of your eyes quickly.

Cough slightly, clear your voice, and try to maintain your principal's style so that tears do not appear ugly in public.

As Yueyang bowed to thank him, he couldn't help but reach out and gently caress over the head of this‘ poor child ': “Son, you don't have to be too bitter, if you can't make it, just slow down. I'd rather have you happy than honor! ”

Yueyang looked at the headmaster's reddish eyes with that kind of good boy's characteristic innocence, and responded nicely: “Headmaster, like every month of research and development, just enough time for three months, just a little free time at noon...” The words behind him went weak, the headmaster still heard, his eyes hot, quickly turned around so that the student could not see his tears.

You have to take care of this child!

If he had done so in the name of honor before, the current headmaster has made a secret determination to make this child happy even if he has exhausted an old life. Such a good boy and such a hard worker has such a high talent. Would he still be a qualified elder if he didn't push him back to the position of first person in the Valley?

“Principal, can I have Grandma Doro make a papaya tomorrow?” Yueyang's request can make the recalcitrant nod.

“Go, we will eat at home immediately...” The headmaster did not turn back, just grabbed Yueyang's hand, his slightly choking voice, will go home to emphasize into a accent.

“Did the headmaster cry? ”

“Nonsense, mine is sand eyes, see the wind weep, how can I cry, I am the principal...”

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