Chapter 73 (1/2)

”Then I'll leave.”

Wang Jian got up and bowed to the master slowly.

The master got up from his seat and said, ”I'll see you off.”

Although he didn't agree to Wang Jian's invitation, he was very happy to know that Wang Jian was still a person who didn't discriminate against theoretical research.

But Tianxing soul teacher college is too young, how can a new soul teacher college support the consumption of theoretical research, so he refused Wang Jian's request.

Out of the door, Tang San and Xiao Wu, who are whispering under the stairs, look up at them one after another.

”Teacher, Wang... Dean.”

Tang San greets the master politely, then looks at Wang Jian, hesitates a little and says.

”Tang San, right? I've heard of you since I was a child. It's amazing that blue silver grass can have innate soul power. Our college is also short of talents like you. ”

Wang Jian walked down the stairs, then touched Tang San's head with a smile, and said with a smile: ”although Tianxing soul teacher college is newly built, it is also trying to build an intermediate soul teacher college. If you want to continue to further study after graduation, you can consider our college.”

Feeling the temperature of the palm above his head, Tang San was stiff and showed a reluctant smile. He shrugged his shoulders and felt that he was twisted.

After all, he was 20 or 30 years old in his previous life. Although he was reborn and reincarnated, his psychological age has not changed. But now he is being touched by a young and immature person, encouraging and suggesting. What kind of contrast makes him feel goose bumps all over.

”And... Little dance, you should be careful in the future. Don't walk around alone in the big star forest.”

Then Wang Jian looked at Xiao Wu again and showed a playful smile.

Xiaowugan nods with a smile. He always feels that Wang Jian's smile is a little strange. It seems that there is something in his words.

”Xiao San, I'll see President Wang off first. You...”

”No more.”

Wang Jian turned around and refused the master's kindness. He said with a smile, ”I'll just go out myself. Master, I'd better continue to teach Tang San. Under your guidance, maybe there will be another theoretical master who can compare with you in theory in a few decades.”

Smell speech, the vision of the master looks to Tang San, in the eyes of pride and satisfaction without the slightest cover up.

As he once said, Tang San is the best gift from heaven. He is not only quick and eager to learn, but also has a strong talent. He is calm, modest and polite.

Whether it is the verification or inheritance of his theory, Tang San inherited it perfectly.

But... Rather than becoming a master in theory, he hopes Tang San can become a strong man.

Seeing the expectation in the eyes of the master, Wang Jian was full of thoughts and sighed.

”Good bye, gentlemen.”

……

There is a special driving route from notting to Blackstone, because Blackstone is one of the gateways of Tiandou empire.

It's not comfortable for the carriage to drive on the rough road, but it's much easier than running by itself.

Wang Jian's original plan was to fly back directly, but considering that there were many pedestrians in the villages along the way, it was easy to expose the existence of angel dance, so he gave up the plan after thinking for a moment.

The carriage arrived in Blackstone in the early morning of the next day. With the cry of the carriage, the guests in the carriage opened their eyes, and then walked out of the carriage with tension and expectation.

Few people come to Blackstone for other purposes. For example, some people in the Xingluo Empire go to Tiandou Empire to make a living. Many people in the Tiandou Empire go to Xingluo Empire to make a living.

Due to the cultural and other differences between the two countries, many occupations have different needs in both countries.

After getting off the carriage, Wang Jian took a deep breath of the cool morning air, and then took a long breath to empty his stomach. He felt that he was baptized.

There is still a thin morning fog in the late summer morning, and the whole Blackstone city is shrouded in the white fog.