Versatile Mage

“What are you looking at, are you sympathetic to her?” The fluttering female cadet glanced back at Movan.

“Neither, just more surprised.” Movan replied.

The broom girl owes much, and the discriminatory attitude can be seen from the beginning, and Movan doesn't think she can change her virtue by showing herself the way.

Looking at the so-called schoolsister, she probably looked down on the main cause of the tourists, and she had no place in the college. She couldn't move and was bullied by the schoolsister, so she sprayed her temper on the passengers who had made the mistake.

That slap, neither heavy nor heavy, left a red imprint at most, and Movan didn't have the lust for a broom girl, a girl who had neither the inside nor the outside, and Movan was as lazy as he was.

The broom girl walked away breathlessly, and a short time had passed. Movan hurriedly called the brilliant student, "Classmate, then show us the way. ”

“What road are you taking? Are you blind? Even the blind Miss Ben is not obliged to help the disabled.” The brilliant cadets said.

After that, the female cadet left, ignoring the three Movans.

Zhao Manyan also wanted to catch her and teach her a lesson. Mubai waved his hand: “Forget it, it's almost time to hang out, let's go report it. ”

“By the way, we're late. If we don't make it to the welcoming ceremony, we'll have to teach the students tomorrow. Are you ready before class? Don't fall in.” Zhao Manyan said pushing his scholarly glasses.

“What prep?” Movan looked puzzled.

“Shit, you don't prepare, you teach eggs to learn, Movan, can you be professional, other people of the Black Holy See can change, just like agents can easily be integrated into any profession in society, don't wait to meet the Black Holy See people, turn around and be torn apart by the people of Ojos Holy College!” Zhao Manyan said.

……

In order not to be torn apart, Movant deliberately carried an overnight lesson and could have discovered the luxury of the Sacred Academy of Ojos, encountering thousands of gold ladies from noble families, and studying how to be a teacher table all night long in the tutor's apartment!

Early in the morning, a male counselor waited outside Movan's apartment, apparently afraid of Movan getting lost.

The male counselor looked handsome and looked like he was twenty-seven or eight years old. He saw Movan walking out, dressed in simple clothes, and looking at Movan's face, and was surprised to find that he was no older than himself.

In fact, in order to make their identities look less peacekeeping, Mofan, Zhao Manyan and Mubai all took Mubai's formulated transformation medicine. Although they could not achieve the exaggerated effect of changing their faces, they would look a little older than usual. Normal people would seem to feel about 30 years old.

Movan comes out and sees a male counselor, slightly disappointed.

“Hello, Dear Mentor Moyevan, It is an honor to invite such a wonderful Chinese mentor to teach for our students and I have always been very passionate about Chinese culture!” The male counsellors paid their respects.

“Mm-hmm." Mofan pretended silently to be deep.

The male tutor scratched his head and didn't expect the mentor to be so cold, so he went on to say, "How was your preparation last night? We need to remind you in good faith that our students at Ojos Sacred College are quite headaches and always ask questions that keep many professors out of their minds, and we hope you won't be surprised, they're just learning. ”

“I know.” Movan nodded again.

“Ah, one more thing, since several of you did not attend the previous reception, it may not be clear. A total of nine prestigious teachers came to teach at the Sacred Academy of Ojos for two months. We at the Sacred Academy of Ojos inherited the spirit of competition, so in two months the students brought by the mentors will participate in the competition organized by our Sacred Academy of Ojos, hoping that your students can win the flag!” The counselor continued.

“Oh? That's funny!” Movan laughed.

What's the difference between learning without tearing B apart and enjoying the countryside? Square dancing is all about robbing the ground, promoting new dance methods, and fighting for popularity. As a magician, how can you not have a competitive atmosphere!

This is very good, Movan loves to compete, old dragon bells, harmonious development atmosphere will make Movan bore!

“The two previous mentors had already completed two classes, and although they were somewhat inappropriate, the classes were excellent.” The male counselor said.

Follow the male tutor to the teaching office, and Movan thought it would be in a very large outdoor magic practice area, but he knew it was a classroom with a high ceiling full of stardust patterns.

“This is your classroom for today, Advanced Theory of Magic, and I'll leave it to you... I'll accompany you the whole way, just call me if you need anything.” The male counselor said with a full smile.

“What, advanced theory of magic??” Movan's old glasses almost didn't fall on the floor.

“Is there a problem, Mentor Moyevan? Teacher Zhao Yanzhu taught demonic lessons, Teacher Mu taught demonic fighting lessons... am I wrong, let me see.” The male counselor hurriedly turned over the information and looked over again to find that the information was correct.

This Mo Yifan mentor is clearly a mentor who is magically known as Xiaotai Dou in China. He must be full of meridians and be knowledgeable enough to open students' eyes to the theory of learning.

“... nothing, nothing. I'm good at a lot of things, just didn't expect two other colleagues to rob me of my subject.” Movan answered with a stiff scalp.

What a piece of shit!

Let yourself be a semi-magic illiterate teacher of Nima's magic theory, there is no more fighting magician in the world than Movan, magic theory or whatever, if he understands, does his father still have to sell the house to Mughal's old bastard??

Let one of his junior high school graduates teach the top magic theory of Nima University. Didn't you make it clear that people would tear it down?!

“You can start. The students are waiting.” The male counselor said.

Movan showed a polite, not embarrassing, mommy selling a batch of expressions and walking toward the classroom stage with the remaining man's confidence obtained from Heart Summer.

I thought it was just a small classroom of more than 20 people, I could just fool around and go. I didn't know that Movan almost broke away at the moment I stepped in!

Where is this classroom? It's an academic convention!!

At the desk of the fan-shaped staircase teaching building, there are more than 300 students sitting in a dense and numb seat!!!

A young, breathtaking face, different countries, different races, different colours…

Even in the face of the millions of troops of the Hoof Pyramid, Movan is not as nervous as he is now!!