Chapter 187 Do You Understand? If You Don't Understand, Don't BB!

? Yi Jiamin's face flushed instantly, like a boiled crab. Looking at the spirit pattern pen in Sun Mo's hand, his eyes were full of humiliation and indignation.

He really wanted to take the pen, then swiped and splashed ink to paint a spirit gathering pattern, and slapped Sun Mo in the face.

But it's all an extravagance, because he can't win.

At this moment, Yi Jiamin was extremely regretful. Why didn't he work harder in the past few years? If he worked hard, he wouldn't have to suffer this kind of humiliation now.

In the final analysis, his own strength is not enough.

"Master Sun, everyone is a colleague, so there's no need to be so aggressive, right?"

Zhang Qianlin interjected to relieve Yi Jiamin, because they were in the same camp, so everyone knew each other well.

"Oh, are you going to paint for him?"

Sun Mo showed an expression of sudden realization, and handed the pen to Zhang Qianlin.

"Mom sells batches!"

Zhang Qianlin's face froze, and he cursed in his heart, when did I say I helped him draw? But he is finally more witty than Yi Jiamin.

"This is Master Sun's classroom, I don't want to take the lead."

The implication is that I am very good. If I paint, you will lose face, so forget it.

"Ha ha!"

Sun Mo chuckled and activated the divine insight technique.

Zhang Qianlin, twenty-five years old, burned blood five times, the son of Zheng Qingfang.

Occupation, one-star famous teacher, mastering the halo of four famous teachers, and has a very high talent in spiritual pattern.

Strength 25, more than average!

The intelligence is 26, the mind is mature, the mind is developed, and it is an excellent academic talent.

Agility 28, extremely fast.

Stamina 23, slightly weaker.

Will 23, juvenile proud, high-spirited, never suffered setbacks,

So it remains to be seen!

...

Potential value, high!

Remarks, a teacher with excellent overall quality.

Looking at Zhang Qianlin, who is in the wind at Yushu, with such excellent data, Sun Mo wanted to know, is this guy the son of that ugly Zhang Hanfu like Wu Dalang?

If a boy like Zhang Qianlin was a student, he would be a school grass with a wealthy family and excellent academic performance. He was valued by teachers and loved by girls.

If you are working, you will be both right and left, and the employees who are quite relied on by their bosses, if you look at their emotional intelligence, they are not bad.

How to do? Kind of jealous!

Sun Mo is the most unhappy about this kind of winner in life: "I take the liberty to ask, is the person next door to you surnamed Wang?"

"No!" Zhang Qianlin changed the subject: "Master Sun, let's continue the class, the students are waiting for your wonderful performance!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Qianlin showed weakness like this, and Sun Mo didn't want to be aggressive, otherwise he would let everyone spread the word, saying that he was arrogant and didn't put his colleagues in the eye.

"cough!"

Sun Mo coughed and glanced around the entire classroom, then his eyes fell on Yi Jiamin's face: "Since Master Yi wants to appreciate my other spirit pattern painting techniques, then I'll show my ugliness."

"What? Teacher Sun draws other spirit patterns?"

"made money!"

"Haha, you lost, hurry up and give the money!"

The students were refreshed and stared at Sun Mo. The one who lost money just now cried out excitedly.

Sun Mo stood on the podium, lost in thought.

Which one is depicted?

Xuanwu spirit pattern? No, going to the Dark Continent, Zhang Hanfu's people will definitely have to do it themselves. At that time, the Xuanwu spirit pattern of the defense system can be used as a hole card, and it cannot be exposed now.

So the only thing left is the lightning guardian spirit pattern. This is designed by myself. No one in the entire Middle-earth and Kyushu knows it, so you can draw it with confidence.

Seeing Sun Mo standing still, Yi Jiamin felt that he guessed correctly, Sun Mo must not be good at other spirit patterns, so he couldn't help but run.

"Master Sun, start? Everyone is waiting to see!"

Sun Mo turned his head and looked at Yi Jiamin. An arc overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He then faced the blackboard and made the first stroke on the re-pasted paper.

The entire classroom fell silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes widened as they watched Sun Mo's strokes.

Gradually, everyone's brows furrowed.

The students who will come to Sun Mo's class must know some spiritual patterns, regardless of whether they can draw them or not, the foundation of spiritual patterns is to recite them.

Five hundred is basic, one thousand is pass, so-called reading a hundred times, its meaning is self-seeing, and the same is true for spirit patterns, you can’t memorize it, don’t know it, and you can describe a successful spirit pattern.

But now, the students are stunned because they don't even know which one Sun Mo drew!

"do you know it?"

"The spiritual lines are so complicated, should they be Phoenix Nirvana?"

"What are you talking about? If the Phoenix Nirvana's line is like this, I will eat shit!"

The students quarreled, and then their eyes fell on Yi Jiamin and Zhang Qianlin. These two teachers should know.

"Teacher, which spirit pattern did Teacher Sun draw?"

A student dared to ask, there is no way, he is too curious.

"Quiet, don't disturb Teacher Sun."

Zhang Qianlin reprimanded, but his voice was not low. Apart from trying to scare Sun Mo and make him fail, he also wanted to avoid embarrassment, because he didn't know what spirit pattern it was.

"Could it be that I stayed up late to study before, and I was only twenty-five years old, and I already entered menopause prematurely?"

Zhang Qianlin racked his brains, and spirit patterns flashed in his mind, but he couldn't match the number, and then a terrible thought flashed in his mind.

"No, no, how old is Sun Mo, how could he create his own spirit patterns?"

Zhang Qianlin laughed at himself, he was really insane, how could he have such an idea? Even the great master of the spirit pattern, at most, is to improve the spirit pattern. It is too difficult to innovate the unique spirit pattern.

"Nima!"

Yi Jiamin was depressed, thought about it for a while, then stopped, and then began to curse Sun Mo for failure.

As the spirit pattern gradually took shape, the entire classroom began to fall into silence again. The students didn't know what spirit pattern it was, but they were all overwhelmed by its beauty and couldn't bear to look away for a second.

This wiring, this layout, and this overall structure, my darling, I have a feeling that I can't tell, anyway, it's cool and cool!

In the middle-earth Kyushu, it is still a semi-feudal and semi-slave society, and the productive forces have not even seen the seeds of capital, let alone germinate.

So they don't understand what is called industrial design aesthetics at all.

As far as the lightning guardian spirit pattern designed by the system is concerned, the arrangement makes even the most severe obsessive-compulsive disorder feel comfortable enough to fly.

boom!

As Sun Mo closed his pen, the spiritual energy in the classroom surged in, forming a tornado, which was poured into the spiritual pattern paper.

This scene not only represents the completion of the spiritual pattern, but also means that the grade is very high, at least above the fifth rank.

"..."

Yi Jiamin glanced at the door of the classroom, he really wanted to run away, hey, did my brain rust today? Why did you come to Sun Mo's spiritual pattern class to find fault?

The tornado disappeared, and the students remained silent, because they found that the composition of this spiritual pattern was completely different from the ones they had studied.

"pretty!"

Fang Yan cheered loudly and slapped the table.

boom!

The sound was so loud that it almost scared the students' souls out.

Ding!

Favorability from Fangyan +30, reputation relationship enabled, neutral (30/100).

Perfect!

Perfect!

Perfect!

Lu Changhe muttered in pieces, his body sticking out of the desk, wishing he could stick it on the spirit pattern paper and appreciate it carefully.

"Really beautiful!"

"It's a weird feeling, but it's so comfortable!"

"I don't know why, but when I saw this pattern, I suddenly had an idea. I felt like I could put down everything, and I felt that I could die without regrets."

The students were chatting with each other.

"Teacher Sun, what spirit pattern is this?"

Fang Yan was curious.

Swish!

The eyes of the students were directed at Sun Mo, waiting for him to answer.

"Master Yi, can you introduce it to everyone?"

Sun Mo was joking.

When the eyes of the students came over, Yi Jiamin wanted to get into the desk immediately, what a shame.

He wants to say what the hell is this you drew? But the appearance of the tornado cyclone meant that the spirit pattern was a success.

"Hehe, don't you understand?"

Sun Mo asked.

Yi Jiamin was silent.

"I don't understand. In my class in the future, don't BB."

Sun Mo really wanted a set of three quality companies, but considering that this was a class, he should let Yi Jiamin go first.

Yi Jiamin had no face to stay any longer, and rushed out the door.

Zhang Qianlin was waiting for Sun Mo's answer, but this guy was good. He put away the spirit pattern paper and started talking about the spirit gathering pattern again, which made Zhang Qianlin almost die of anger.

Ju Lingwen is your wife, do you talk about it every day?

"Teacher, isn't this a spirit pattern created by you?"

Lu Changhe guessed.

The originally noisy classroom became quiet again, and the students' eyes were fixed on Sun Mo.

"Hehe, Buddha said."

Sun Mo raised his index finger and put it to his lips: "Don't say it."

"Teacher, are you a devil? Don't make our appetites, let's announce the answer!"

The students clapped the table, shouted, and urged, but the atmosphere in the classroom was extremely harmonious. Today's new spirit pattern also proved that Teacher Sun Mo can do other things.

"Weird!"

The students can only guess.

Ding!

From Lu Changhe's favorability +30, friendly (240/1000).

Zhang Qianlin scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously. He wanted to press Sun Mo's dog's head immediately and ask him to tell the answer. He wanted to ask, but he couldn't. After all, if he asked, wouldn't it mean that he didn't know?

Hey, wait for get out of class!

The next time was almost like a year. When the bell rang for the next get out of class, Zhang Qianlin had a feeling of dawn.

"finally come!"

Zhang Qianlin left his seat a little, and began to think about how to make Sun Mo not refuse.

"Well, I'll say a few more words today."

Actually, Sun Mo has nothing to talk about. It's purely to disgust Zhang Qianlin. Don't you want to attend the class? I'll let you hear enough.

"Dragtang? Do you still have humanity?"

Zhang Qianlin was depressed, and sat back, okay, keep waiting.

Finally got through until Sun Mo announced that the get out of class was dismissed, but before he walked over, a group of students had already gathered around and asked questions.

Sun Mo's popularity is a bit scary, but it's okay, he saved himself from speaking, so Zhang Qianlin slowed down, pricked up his ears, and walked nearby to eavesdrop.

"Mr. Sun, what exactly is that spirit pattern?"

Fang Yan stood in front of Sun Mo like an iron tower, and his copper bell-like eyes were full of curiosity, longing, and some excitement.

"..."

Lu Changhe glanced at the back of Fang Yan's butt subconsciously, if you had an extra tail, it would really look like a shepherd dog waiting to be fed!