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The classroom door was closed, Chen Feng stood at the door, his eyes projected inside, and he could vaguely see many children lying on the table, completely without any vitality, and some people were talking in a low voice.

This is a group of abandoned children, who have also chosen to give up.

After being expelled from Tianchen Academy, they will devote themselves to all walks of life. Perhaps some people will get the opportunity to soar into the sky and become the most popular among people, while more people will become the lowest level of the world.

And today, they didn't know that an opportunity to reverse their destiny was coming.

...

"Crack."

Chen Feng slowly pushed open the door and walked in slowly.

His figure slowly stretched under the sunlight, blocking several boys who were basking in the sun to the point of drowsiness, making them unable to help but raise their heads and look at Chen Feng against the light.

It's like stepping on the rising sun, shining brightly behind it.

Who is it?

Teacher?

A group of teenagers muttered in their hearts, lowered their heads again, and returned to a completely unvigorous state.

lifeless.

Chen Feng frowned slightly. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell at a glance that these boys have poor qualifications, and it is very difficult to train them into extremely talented geniuses.

However, although it is difficult, it is not impossible to achieve.

What is really difficult is how he needs to let everyone accept the transformation of these children under reasonable circumstances, and even attribute all the credit to him, a teacher.

It must not be too shocking.

Chen Feng thought in his heart, his eyes retracted from these children.

...

While he was observing the child, the children were also observing him.

A young man, who was about twenty years old, had a slightly curled corner of his mouth, a little smile on his face, and the slightly frown brows slowly dissipated. The smile made them feel a little warm.

It must be the teacher.

It is impossible that I am so old to be classmates with them, because it is impossible. There may be waste in the world that is worse than them, but it is impossible that waste will reach this level.

Even though they knew they were teachers, these children did not intend to warmly welcome them.

Because they had seen too many teachers, shook their heads and sighed at them and said something that could not be carved. Some of the guys with disbelief even laughed at them in various ways, and enjoyed ridicule them.

...

"Hello everyone, I am the new teacher and the class teacher. My name is Chen Feng. You can call me Teacher Chen or Brother Feng." Chen Feng coughed and said in the gentlest tone.

"Children, we have to give the teacher some face no matter how we meet. When we look up, the teacher should not be so ugly that we can't bear to look at him." Chen Feng paused and continued: "Of course, if you dare not look up because you are too ugly, then the teacher understands."

Hearing this, these kids couldn't calm down.

Although it is small, I don’t want to be called ugly. Although it is better to be ridiculed as a waste.

"That's right. Since the classmates give you face, let's get to know each other well." Chen Feng coughed and said, "Next, I'll call my name, and stand up and introduce myself." Chen Feng said.

"..."

These kids stared at him without saying anything.

Chen Feng cleared his throat and picked up the list of personnel on the table. There were 16 people in total, not many, but these children were not pleased at all at Tianchen Academy, and even disliked them.

After all, they are part of Tianchen Academy and receive cultivation resources every month. There are only so many cultivation resources. These wastes indirectly waste the cultivation resources of other geniuses.

It would be strange if it could not be disgusted.

"Zhang Er." Chen Feng shouted.

The students below were turning their eyes, looking at me and I looked at you, all of whom looked confused.

"The person didn't come?"

"Teacher, my name is Zhang San. I'm not sure if you called me." A little fat man stood up tremblingly and shouted with his little hand.

Chen Feng was speechless and looked carefully. He found that it was really three, and he wrote it like two.

He looked carefully at the names written by these little guys, and OK, he simply decided to let them speak for themselves, so that he could make trouble again.

After the self-speaking ended, Chen Feng also had a more intuitive understanding of them.

Cultivation talent is basically proportional to IQ. If you cannot practice talent, your IQ is basically a flaw. Of course, this does not mean that people without cultivation talent are fools.

But because.

This innate class was quite special. Their parents were both moat practitioners in Tianchen City, and they all contributed to Tianchen City, and some of their parents even paid their lives.

Therefore, even if they not only do not have the talent for cultivation, but also have IQ defects, Tianchen Academy still has to pinch their noses and recruit them.

Over time, this wasteful tradition has been formed.

Of course, the first thing to do is not to improve their IQ and cultivation talent, but to find their lost vitality back.

What is the best way to rekindle their passion? It is naturally a chicken soup for the soul.

In the secular world, many spiritual masters are all brainwashing masters.

Although Chen Feng is not so exaggerated, he has heard a lot of this spiritual chicken soup, and it is not a piece of cake to repost it to these children.

"Okay, from now on, I will be the only teacher of my classmates, so the course arrangement is naturally decided by me. Starting today, the theoretical and spiritual classes in the morning and the practical ethics classes in the afternoon." Chen Feng paused and continued: "Since everyone has no objection, let's start the first class today."

To inspire them, we naturally need to look for examples of waste counterattacks.

"The title is 'Si Shi's Counterattack';" Chen Feng said word by word: "He came from a very remote mountain village. He was very stupid. He studied since childhood and was counting down, but he had perseverance. In the cold winter, others were sleeping in bed. He studied hard and finally got into a higher education institution with his childhood sweetheart. Later... The childhood sweetheart met a handsome, rich and talented young man. She fell in love with him again..."

This is a very vulgar plot, but it is the latest story for the children here.

So, they successfully attracted their attention.

"Teacher, then what?"

"What happened later?"

"..."

Seeing these students eager to know what the subsequent plot looks like, they knew that the first step was successful, and they showed a little smile on their faces, intending to tell a long story and tell the plot of the counterattack of the loser.
Chapter completed!