Xiao Wanfa admitted that he couldn't do it!
Everyone present became excited. If he succeeded, wouldn't it mean he was better than him?
He said he didn't care, thinking he wasn't much better than others, but in his heart he really cared.
When Xiao Wanfa said no, everyone was eager to give it a try. Even Liu Ruxian wanted to give it a try. Who wouldn't want to be better than Xiao Wanfa in some aspect?
Not to mention the three people from the Xiao family, they had no intention of taking care of their relatives' face and started rubbing fireballs without saying a word.
Seeing this scene, Jiu Motoko felt very relieved.
In this way, you won't be complained about not teaching anything. It depends on how serious everyone is in learning. If they can't learn, they can only blame them for not working hard enough. Parents should pay more attention to the practice when they go home.
It is easy to make a fireball, but it is difficult to make the flame look like another one.
It's easy to read with your mind, but useless with hands.
They never thought that it would be so difficult to control the deformation of flames. Let alone turning into a flying flame fairy, it was not easy to shape it into a standard circle or square.
The training time always flies by, and when class is about to end, someone finally takes the first step.
"I succeeded!" Luo Danxian roared excitedly.
Everyone looked up and saw that the flames on his palms had turned into a square shape.
He is an alchemist carefully cultivated by his family, and his level of spiritual power control is far superior to others, otherwise he would not be able to make alchemy.
"Very good, I'll give you one point." Jiu Yuanzi didn't have anything to marvel at, but he still encouraged him.
Luo Danxian looked at Xiao Wanfa proudly.
"So this level is enough?" Xiao Wanfa said a little surprised.
Then he raised his palm, and a ball of flame appeared in his hand, and then branches grew out of the flame and turned into a blooming chrysanthemum.
Why use chrysanthemum? Because there are many petals, it looks higher.
He said calmly: "It turns out that it can transform. I thought it had to be exactly the same as the teacher."
Jiu Yuanzi smiled and said: "Ten points for Wanfa."
"..." Luo Danxian felt like a clown at this moment, and silently extinguished the flames, making a big note of Xiao Wanfa and Jiu Yuanzi in his mind.
Jiu Motoko looked up at the clock on the wall. Class had just ended and he said, "Okay, school is over. Today is your first class. I already know your strength. I will make a home visit today." , talk to your parents about your performance in school."
"Home visit?" Everyone was stunned. Didn't they come here to hang out?
The three Xiao family members were even more confused. The three eldest of them were all over sixty years old, and the youngest was thirty-nine. It was precisely because of their stagnant age that they were assigned to the Feng generation.
My grandson is already in elementary school, why do I still need to be visited at home?
Jiu Yuanzi raised his hand and pressed it a few times, telling everyone not to panic if something happened, "Don't worry, it's just a phone call. You call your parents or the clan leader, and you can leave after I finish the call."
Everyone stood there not wanting to move, not willing to do such a thing at all.
"Squad leader, you come first." Jiu Yuanzi didn't waste time on them and directly called their names.
Liu Ruxian almost cried. It was too difficult to be the squad leader.
He stepped forward and gave out his mother's number. He was a little afraid to go to his father for this matter, for fear of being scolded.
Jiu Yuanzi called the phone, "Ruxian's mother? I am Ruxian's teacher. Yes, my surname is Jiu, and I will give your son his first lesson today."
"It's nothing. It's just that learning cannot rely on school alone. Home and school must be integrated. Parents, please cooperate with us."
"Yes, Ruxian performed very well and is now the class president. I did a basic test today. His spiritual power is smooth and smooth, but his control is a little weak. We only have two classes a month, so there is some homework Need to arrange it."
And homework?
Everyone looked at each other, they didn’t know how to play it seriously!
Jiu Yuanzi said to the other end of the phone: "I told you to write it down. From today on, he is not allowed to do things with his hands. You tie his hands up. Whether eating or bathing, he must use spiritual power to control everything. No one is allowed to help him.”
"I have to check the homework status in the next class. If there is no progress, I will be punished. I have to go into the dojo with me to experience the bloody wind."
"Yes, that's what is written in the contract. If you don't go, you will be responsible for any casualties. Thank you, parents, for your cooperation."
After hanging up the phone, Jiu Yuanzi looked at Luo Danxian, "It's your turn, call."
Luo Danxian looked at her and was reluctant to call her. It felt so embarrassing to call her back!
Seeing that he remained silent, Jiu Motoko said, "Then I can only post homework announcements on the Alien Daily. I have to contact my parents."
"Wait a minute, what I was thinking just now was whether I should call my parents or the clan leader. Let's just call the clan leader. He is the one who is in charge of me." Luo Danxian finally spoke.
Jiu Motoko called one by one, and the students were extremely ashamed, listening to her falsely saying good things about them.
What kind of basic skills are solid, or the control is good, but the spiritual power is a bit divergent. She can tell everyone's different strengths and weaknesses, as if she has really observed them.
Even the homework contents are different. Those who use their spiritual power to count ten thousand grains of rice also use their spiritual power to lift weights. They are even required to use their spiritual power to knit scarves and have to demonstrate on the spot in the next class.
If you can't get it out at all, go to the dojo.
If you can't finish your homework, you are going to the dojo to die?
Not only the students were in disbelief, but the parents who connected to the phone were also shocked.
Jiu Motoko was not joking with them. After notifying them, he hung up the phone. The contract had already been signed anyway.
In this way, Mr. Ning's request was fulfilled.
"Teacher, why don't you call Xiao Wanfa's house?" Luo Danxian started to cause trouble again.
She called the three middle-aged and elderly students of the Xiao family and called the clan leader, but she did not mention assigning homework to Xiao Wanfa.
Everyone felt it was unfair, why should they be treated differently? They also wanted to see Xiao Wanfa make a fool of himself.
Jiu Motoko said frankly: "Wanfa is so outstanding that homework is unnecessary for him. When you are as outstanding as you, I will definitely not leave any homework."
"Your family pays so much tuition. Of course I have to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Don't give me so much nonsense. You will know how good your teacher is when you go home and do your homework."
She really wasn't fooling around. She had indeed seen the operation of these people's spiritual power, and there were so many problems.
As long as you do what she asks, your spiritual power control ability will be greatly improved.
Everyone knows that you can learn a foreign language as long as you memorize it hard. The problem is that many people don't memorize it at all without a teacher forcing it.
At the end of the one-hour class, apart from being stunned by the fireball, the only thing left was the unintentional blow from Xiao Wanfa, plus the shame of being called by his parents.
It's just like spending money to buy suffering.
The student left angrily, feeling a little envious of Wang Hao. He seemed to be fine with being expelled. At least he didn't have to watch Xiao Wanfa receive preferential treatment here.
Why don't you do something irritating next class and get kicked out and go home?
Several children from aristocratic families whose names had not been called by Jiu Motoko except for the initial roll call and the final phone call no longer wanted to come.
Xiao Wanfa stayed until the end and asked with a smile: "Teacher Yuanzi, are you really not going to give me homework?"
"No, you are not someone who is lazy and unwilling to practice. They really have a poor foundation and are just fooling people." Jiu Yuanzi didn't have anything to teach him, and he had to drag him to the dojo to fight the BOSS.
Xiao Wanfa said: "I want to learn the art of divination."
Jiu Yuanzi replied seriously: "The strongest thing about Liujia Qimen is divination. Based on Bagua, it is combined with the imperial arts of astrology and calendar, astronomy and geography, eight gates and nine stars, yin and yang, five elements, and three oddities and six rituals."
"The number of spells is inseparable. This is Liujia Qimen. It is not a book that collects many small spells."
She thought for a while, "Maybe your ancestors didn't learn the entire volume of Liujia Qimen, but just a few fragments of it?"
Xiao Wanfa narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Maybe, I will go back and ask the ancestor."
Jiu Tuzi hesitated for a moment, "Next time I have a chance, I'll ask Jiutian Xuannv if she is willing to take out the complete book of Liujia Qimen. If she is willing, I will ask you what the price will be."
You should ask Taibai Jinxing about this matter. Anyway, if Mr. Ning does not die for a day, Heavenly Court will have to act as an intermediary.
Xiao Wanfa looked at her in surprise, then held her hand and smiled: "Yuanzi, do you really have this opportunity? It won't be too forced."
Jiu Yuanzi blinked and said sheepishly: "Actually, there may not be a chance. I can't go back to heaven now, I can only wait and see in the future."
"That's a pity. I'll go back first." Xiao Wanfa let go of her hand, smiled sadly, said goodbye and left.
Jiu Motoko stood by the glass window, watching him enter the elevator and go down, then turned around and looked at the hand being held.
The moment they shook hands, Xiao Wanfa used his spiritual power to write two words on her palm: Rejection.
"Hey, my little friend is in trouble?" she muttered.
