After hearing the rapid ringing, the room instantly became quiet. Everyone was sitting upright, looking straight ahead, like a bunch of well-behaved babies waiting for the teacher to hand out books.
Infected by this atmosphere, Pars couldn't help but sit up straight and stared curiously at the teacher's open door.
The blazing summer sunshine slanted in through the bright windows, leaving huge beams of light in the spacious room.
Pars couldn't help but be in a trance. This feeling vaguely seemed to return to the time when he was young, sitting in class and studying seriously. He still remembered that there was a long-haired girl in the front row, gentle and beautiful. Every time he said
When she talks, she always has a smile on her pretty face.
Pars unconsciously smiled slightly, feeling nostalgic in his heart about the young and youthful 213 era with fluttering white clothes.
Immediately, an old man wearing a crimson robe strode in. He had a wrinkled face and looked quite old, but his rocker was still upright and energetic. Especially his eyes, which were very lively and human.
Very energetic.
Immediately afterwards, I heard someone next to me shout loudly: "Stand up."
Pars couldn't help but be startled, and while he was still doubting himself, the companion beside him had already stretched out his hand to pull him up.
Immediately, a crowd of people were seen bowing to the old man in white robes and shouting in unison: "Hello, teacher."
For this kind of situation, Pars is not used to it. You know, even when he was studying, there was never such a set of red tape. They, the noble children, do not need to be polite to their teachers, they only need to take them seriously.
There is only the principal.
"Is this another human rule?" Pars thought to himself.
Seeing his confused look, the classmate next to him who was also the governor immediately reminded him: "Be more honest. This old man is the dean of the seminary of Maple Leaf Danlin College, Obachum, the red archbishop, in the Vatican of mankind.
Tino is the most important person under the Pope."
Pals suddenly opened his mouth, startled by the appearance of this old guy with an unattractive appearance.
He has heard of this legendary red archbishop. It is said that the current Pope is his disciple. Many powerful lichs have fallen into his hands. He was also responsible for the last fight with the Undead High Priest.
, the name Obachm is still known among the Semitic people,
Moreover, those who can reach the level of human red archbishops are all extraordinary in strength, and they are not much better than lichs like Cameron, the close disciple of the high priest.
In fact, the Holy Art of Light was created to deal with undead creatures. Liches of the same level could only avoid the Cardinal when they encountered him.
In terms of status, the pope's teacher is, after all, more powerful than the disciples of the high priest of the undead.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the class started today, there would be such a powerful person teaching in person. It seems that humans attach great importance to this governor's class.
He looked around and found that all the students in this class were quiet and respectful.
You know, there are also a few people here who were once arrogant, and they didn't even buy into Madolins' account.
But at this time, in front of Obachm, he was also honest and obedient.
Obachm looked at the gray-haired students sitting below, and couldn't help but cough lightly with pride.
He took this position of lecturer by himself and beat up several red archbishops of the same rank, and then he took it hard.
Uncle Obachm generally doesn't like to be a top student, but if he becomes overbearing, Lester will have to give in. The most powerful thing is when an honest person explodes.
Brainwashing these clever governors... Bah, bah, bah, preaching to these governors is an unparalleled honor for any clergyman of the Holy See.
If it weren't for the fact that Hilmeria had to take care of her children and didn't like to appear in public, it would have been normal for her to give lectures in person.
He tremblingly took out the chalk and wrote a few large characters on the blackboard behind him: "On the Historical Development of Divinity."
After Obachm finished writing, he threw down the chalk gracefully and said in a hoarse and deep voice, "Today's chapter is also a must-test."
After hearing this, all the governors sighed, then took out their pens and notebooks and began to listen to the lecture seriously.
"As we all know, humans and Semites share the same language, their customs are very similar, and there are not many differences in appearance. It is said that in ancient times, we were originally one family.
Moreover, various healing techniques of the God of Light are also effective on the Semitic people..."
As he spoke, he made a gesture casually, and suddenly a white holy light appeared in his hand.
Everyone present couldn't help but exclaimed in low exclamation. For many people, this was the first time they saw priests casting spells.
Obachm smiled proudly, and then threw the holy light casually.
The ball of holy light flew to the roof, and then turned into countless light spots, falling slowly like raindrops, and then penetrated into the bodies of everyone present.
Pals watched with fear as the light seeped into his body, but then he was surprised to find that his mind suddenly became clear.
Even my vision, which was originally a little blurry, became clear at this moment, as if I had suddenly become more than ten years younger.
This holy technique actually has a beneficial effect on myself?~!!
It’s so amazing~!
"This shows that there is no difference between the Semites and humans." Obachm continued: "In the history of the Semites thousands of years ago, before the high priest ruled the Semites, the Semites had a complete theological system.
It has its own "divine code" and "oracle".
There are also countless priests in the temple, who can treat people's diseases and guide people to do good. Even today, you can find many records about the priests of the temple.
But after the High Priest of the Undead took control of the Semitic people, these clergy all mysteriously disappeared in the long river of history, and the entire theological system was abolished.
Although the high priest has always claimed that he is here to help the Semites, judging from what he has done, it is completely consistent with the characteristics of colonialism.
First, the Semitic people were oppressed, ruled and enslaved, causing the Semitic people to lose their theological system and beliefs, and destroying the spiritual pillars of the Semitic people.
Second, they carry out crazy plundering economically, asking Lingshan for various materials worth 200 million gold coins every year. The lack of sufficient funds for reproduction has kept the Semitic people living in embarrassment.
Third, eliminate the mages and knowledge departments of other systems to fool the people..."
In the midst of his endless speech, Pars wrote hurriedly and wrote down all of Obachm's words.
He didn't take these words too seriously, and he didn't even believe them. At his age and status, he was no longer as easy to fool as those young people, and he had already seen through the nature of the world.
I write it down now just to prepare for the exam.
But at the same time, he also knew that these were not the main point. The main point was that looking back, he needed to tell the officials and people under his rule what he had learned.
At that time, as long as they believe this is true, or they no longer blindly worship the high priest, they will have achieved their goal.
In fact, Lord Luo's approach is not new. He just copied the famous propagandist Goebbels's famous saying that "a lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth". Through this kind of continuous propaganda, other different statements are prohibited at the same time.
The spread of the word has made these Lingshan people suspicious of the high priest and no longer hostile to humans.
For Lord Lorraine, who has the right to speak, this is really not difficult at all.
What's more, these are not entirely lies. A large part of them are true, or based on truth, with a little bit of exaggeration.
Therefore, as long as you speak out, you can always convince a large number of people.
As a veteran preacher, Obachm has not deceived people for a long time. He has been away from preaching, the frontline combat position of pastors, for decades.
At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little excited to resume my old job. Taotao continued to lecture for the whole class. When the bell rang, I still felt that I was not satisfied. I dragged on the class for more than ten minutes, and then announced that the get out of class was over. .
After he packed up his things and walked out of the classroom, all the governors ouched and lay down on the table. The old guy was a super troll. He was so eloquent that everyone's hands were so tired when writing.
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Those who listened to the lecture were more tired than those who started the lecture. This class was probably considered a success.
Everyone stood up, walked back and forth, shook their numb buttocks and thighs, and chatted.
Pars couldn't help complaining to his companions: "Your Excellency Dorit, although this class is not difficult, it is too tiring."
Dorit looked at Pars up and down, shook his head with a wry smile, and immediately said: "It's not difficult? It's because you didn't see Mr. Lei in class."
Pars couldn't help but be startled and asked strangely: "Which Mr. Lei?"
Dorit snorted coldly and said: "Who else could it be, Mr. Lei? There is only one Mr. Lei in the world, so naturally he is the one."
As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb and gestured backwards.
Palston suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help but feel even more strange, saying: "That Mr. Lei? How old is he? How old can he teach us? What can he teach? How do children play house?"
Dorit looked at him with a half-smile and said: "What can I teach? Haven't you heard? That Mr. Lei is a young genius. He knows astronomy at the top, geography at the bottom, and human nature at the middle level. He only meets once in five thousand years."
An outstanding person that even God would be jealous of.
Moreover, he is also a well-known distinguished honorary professor, doctoral supervisor, and subject leader in the Department of Business Administration of Maple Leaf Danlin College.”
Pars couldn't help but grinned and said with a smile: "Stop joking. Although I don't deny that Mr. Lei is not bad. He used the pseudonym Lei Guangguang and caused a big fuss in our place. He was very brave.
But we have created quite a few child prodigies over the years, and I know this routine well.
No matter what you catch, you just have to blow it hard. It's a cloud of mist and deception, but in the end, a few of them will become real talents. As for those heroic deeds, some of them were not done by the people below."
Dorit sighed and said, "Just wait and see for yourself. The next lesson will be taught by Mr. Lei. I hope you won't show your timidity then."
As he spoke, there was a look of sympathy in his eyes, and he patted Pars on the shoulder.
After hearing this, Pars had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still smiled disapprovingly. What could a boy of thirteen or fourteen be capable of?
Can they know more than their veterans who have been immersed in official circles all their lives?
Not only because he is Ru Man's young father-in-law, the brother-in-law of Marshal Lorraine, and the future emperor, everyone is coaxing and flattering him.
He had seen this kind of thing too many times in aristocratic circles.
After everyone chatted for a few more words, they heard the bell ringing. They immediately knew that class was about to start, so they all sat back.
Immediately, a white and fat little boy came bounding in with a book under his arm, saying that he was here to go to school. No one would doubt it, but he was here to teach.
Behind him was a burly monster with a long nose and fangs that looked like a thick wall.
Pars looked at the monster and couldn't help but marveled, and whispered: "There is such a big person in the world..."
Before he could spit out the word "pig", Dorit blocked his mouth with quick eyesight and gave him a fierce look to tell him to shut up.
Pars couldn't help but be startled for a moment, and then looked at Dorit strangely.
Dorit whispered: "Don't say it, don't say that word. That Mr. Bai has a very bad temper. If anyone dares to say that it looks like... like that kind of domestic animal, it will immediately turn red."
Then he rushed over and slapped the person on the ground, then stamped on him a few times."
Because he was afraid that Xiaobai would hear it, his voice was very low, and he didn't dare to mention the word "pig" directly. He just mumbled it.
Despite this, Xiaobai was still seen looking over here with sharp eyes.
Looking at Xiaobai's fierce eyes, Pars broke into a cold sweat and realized that this guy was a ferocious beast, not a docile pet.
I dare not think about what it would feel like to step on its legs as thick as pillars.
At this time, all the students stood up one after another and bowed to Teacher Lei in the middle of the podium.
Mr. Lei immediately took off his black glasses and waved everyone to sit down.
Then he coughed angrily and said, "Everyone, how did you do with the homework I assigned yesterday? Are there any problems?"
All the big guys looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.
Leo looked at Pars sitting in the back row, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "I haven't seen this classmate before, is he new here?"
Pars couldn't help but stood up, then nodded and said, "Yes, I just arrived yesterday."
At the same time, he strangely found that for some reason, all the classmates breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at him with sympathetic eyes. Although Pars was puzzled, he still secretly screamed that something was wrong.
Leo said enthusiastically: "Very good, let me test you. Well... let me ask you a fourth-year question.
Xiao Ming and Xiao Gang are one hundred kilometers apart, and then they walk together in a straight line at a speed of ten kilometers per hour. Do you understand straight lines?
Very good. There is a dog that starts from Xiao Ming at a speed of fifteen kilometers per hour. When it meets Xiao Gang, it returns. When it meets Xiao Ming, it returns again. When the two of them met, the total number of dogs was
How many kilometers did you run back and forth?”
"x&%￥#＠!..." Pars was stunned and speechless for a while: What kind of problem is this? Who is so full that he would have such a strange problem? How could a normal person know this? Such a problem
What is the practical use?
It’s just a joke~!
But Pars had no clue, he didn't even know from which angle to think about this problem.
Unconsciously, a layer of sweat appeared on my forehead.
When he was embarrassed, Leo nodded calmly and said: "Very good, it seems that you don't understand either. How about this, after you finish class this afternoon, I will give you private tutoring."
Pars breathed a long sigh of relief at the moment, but at the same time he was quite ashamed: by accident, he actually lost the face of the Semitic people. He was so embarrassed by a teenage child.
tower.
Due to the interruption, Leo seemed to have forgotten the homework he had assigned, and then said to everyone: "Today we will talk about the double-entry accounting method that is often used in tax work..."
Pars sat below, listening to Leo's lecture with great difficulty. He found that although he could understand every word that Mr. Lei said, the meaning expressed by them all together was completely different.
The two-year-old pastor couldn't touch his bald head, and he didn't understand.
But that fat little fat guy kept talking without even a pause. It was obvious that this little gangster was very knowledgeable and had a very deep understanding of this kind of double-entry accounting method.
One, two, three, four, every single one of them is ridiculous.
When he thought of this, Palston suddenly felt inferior and even felt ashamed.
But then he secretly observed the other people next to him, and they seemed to have blank faces. Pars felt a little more at ease at that moment - it seemed that he was not the only idiot in the class.
A bunch of old men in their 50s and 60s can't understand the knowledge of a little kid. If word spread, it will really make people laugh out loud.
Pals felt that this class was as torturous as sitting on a volcano. Compared to this, he would rather listen to Orbach's theological lectures all morning.
It was finally possible to stay up until the bell rang. Pals let out a long sigh of relief. This terrible torture was finally over.
The little fat man was extremely generous and did not drag the get out of class at all. As soon as the bell rang, he packed up his things and ran away.
Pars looked at his back and couldn't help feeling an inexplicable awe of him. Although this fat little guy was young, his knowledge was really profound.
But it's best to spend as little time with him as possible, otherwise, just that low self-esteem is enough to make people feel ashamed.
But then I thought that I would have to go to his place for tutoring this afternoon, and I couldn't help but let out a long sigh: Obviously this kind of torture has just begun.
Then, the school bell rang again, and an old man in military uniform walked in with the rank of general on his shoulders.
Pars couldn't help but be shocked. There were only three people in the entire Semitic tribe who could carry such a military rank on their shoulders. Archduke Julius, Count of Lorraine, and General Wabador, the dean of Maple Leaf Danlin's military academy.
Thinking of this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. It seems that humans also attach great importance to this study class.
At this time, I heard Wabador say: "Gentlemen, today we are going to talk about "On the Cultivation of the Governor". Of course, this is also a must-test content."
A cry of lament suddenly sounded in the classroom... (To be continued.