In a compound on the east side of Langya Academy, Song Weiqian frowned, her white jade cheeks were full of sorrow.
She is beautiful and elegant, with golden hair, wearing a wine-red slim dress, which sets off her graceful figure flawlessly.
On the table, there are all the materials that Langya Academy has recently recruited new students. There is no doubt that the quality of students has hit a record low.
Although there are a few good ones, they are only bright, and there are no dazzling talented students at all.
Langya Academy is really getting worse every year. It has been several years in a row that there are no outstanding students, and they have long occupied the bottom place in the ranking of the academy in the Southern Region.
Song Weixi is determined to revitalize Langya Academy, but it is hard for a smart woman to cook without rice, and it is impossible for talented students to come to study.
Without outstanding students, the college's reputation will naturally become worse and worse.
If things go on like this, Langya Academy, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, may inevitably end in bankruptcy.
"Hey, if someone can save Langya Academy from being overthrown and lead the academy to glory again, it doesn't matter if I promise you with my body."
Song Weixi bit her lip and said fiercely.
She devoted all her energy to how to revitalize the academy, and never considered major events in life.
The old man in the family has urged her so many times, and even sought out countless young talents to have a blind date with her both openly and secretly.
She was perfunctory and never looked directly at any man.
Now, Song Weixi is really tired, she wants a shoulder to lean on, someone to help her, and work together to run the academy well.
At this moment, the door opened with a "creak", and a slender figure appeared.
The sunlight outside the house swayed, and the warm glow fell on the young man's body, reflecting a dazzling halo.
He was dressed in colorful clouds, like a banished immortal, with a friendly smile on his face, which made Song Weixi stunned.
Ethereal and out of the dust, elegant and peerless, he can really be called Moshang, who is like jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world!
Song Weixi's cheeks were slightly hot, she showed a shy expression for the first time in her life, and it was the first time she felt her heart beat faster when she saw someone of the opposite sex.
"Well, hello, it was a bad old man who claimed to be a dead old man who asked me to come to you"
Ji Mo cleared his throat, thinking about how to speak.
It was the old man whom he met earlier who asked him to come here and told him that as long as he was introduced by a dead old man, someone would arrange for him to be a teacher.
He felt that the old man was a bit unreliable, how could anyone call himself a dead old man?
Besides, if you really have status and status, who would say that about yourself.
"Did the old man ask you to come?"
Song Weixi gritted her white teeth, her complexion suddenly changed.
The damned bad old man is not changing his heart, and messing up the mandarin ducks, introducing himself to someone, is there any end?
She stood up, walked up to Jimo with her long legs, and looked at him with scrutiny and critical eyes.
I have to say that the man the old man is looking for this time is not bad, with a good skin, especially a pair of eyes, as bright as nine stars, with a purity that other men don't have.
However, she, Song Weixi, would never accept an arranged marriage.
"Name?"
"How many relationships have you had before?"
"Which sect did you inherit from, and what cultivation level is it?"
"Are the parents alive or not? How many people are there?"
"Is the family rich, and how big is the industry?"
Song Weixi asked a series of questions, and only waiting for the other party to answer, she was able to find out the fault, and dismiss him.
However, after Jimo answered his name, there was a moment of silence.
There is no emotion.
The teacher inherited the system, so there is no such thing.
Cultivation is even more impossible.
Jimo frowned, feeling that the old man he met was really unreliable. Didn't he say that as long as he recommended him, there would be no problem at all?
Why is this woman in front of her aggressive and asking all kinds of questions, making it look like a gold digger on a blind date.
The bad old man is really a fool, I really believed him.
Song Weixi stared at Jimo with wide eyes, this kid is so cunning, why didn't he play his cards according to the routine.
"You go, you are not good enough for me."
Song Weixi said mercilessly.
Jimo blinked his eyes?He said blankly: "Why should I be worthy of you? I'm here to be a teacher!"
"Being a teacher? Not a blind date?"
Song Weixi was dumbfounded.
No, this kid must be trying to get him, and he wants to use being a teacher to get close to him. Similar situations have happened before.
On the surface, he came to be a teacher, but secretly, he wanted to spoil himself.
no way.
Song Weixi looked at Ji Mo again, and then she didn't sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in the other person, she couldn't help but said: "You have no cultivation, ordinary people?"
She couldn't believe it, did the dead old man think that he was an old girl and no one wanted him, so he actually introduced a mortal to him?
Song Weixi didn't mean to look down on mortals at all, but mortals can only live for a hundred years, and she is already at the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm, with a life span of a thousand years, the two parties are not suitable at all.
It seems that the old man is really getting more and more unreliable.
"What's wrong with ordinary people? Can't ordinary people teach and educate people? That bad old man swore that I'm more than enough to be a teacher."
Jimo retorted.
"Then what will you do?"
Song Weixi asked, wondering why the old man would recommend a mortal to be a teacher, isn't this just adding to the chaos.
"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, playing and singing, the six arts of a gentleman, growing vegetables and raising fish, all three hundred and sixty lines of skills have been involved."
Jimo said modestly, not saying he was proficient in everything.
When Song Weixi heard this, she immediately gave Ji Mo a blank look.
Exaggerated, it's too exaggerated, and it's shameless.
All kinds of skills have been dabbled in?
Even the gods would not dare to say such big words.
And this kid is not very old, even if he started learning from the womb, how much can he learn.
A boastful mortal!
Song Weixi directly put this label on Ji Mo'an in her heart.
Sensing the contemptuous look in the other party's eyes, Ji Mo also had a small temper. Do people in Langya Academy look down on others so much?
"Don't stare at me like that. I'm not interested in going on a blind date with you. I'm here to be a teacher. I can teach everything except practice, and I'm sure I can teach well."
Jimo said, very confident, with an inexplicable arrogance rising from him.
Song Weixi was ashamed and annoyed, what happened to her blind date with my old lady? Could it be that you still feel ashamed?
"You want to teach, right? I'll give you a chance. As long as you find three students in the academy who sincerely worship you as teachers within seven days, I'll let you be the teacher of Langya Academy."
Song Weixi said coldly.
Quan should give the old man a thin face, otherwise she really wouldn't give Jimo a chance.
Let an ordinary person be a teacher, if word spreads, Langya Academy will really become notorious.
"Accept three students in seven days? No problem."
Jimo immediately agreed, isn't it just three students, this condition is not too harsh.
When Ji Mo left confidently, Song Weixi snorted, "Naive, it's simply a fantasy for a mortal to become a monk's teacher."
She decided that Jimo would never succeed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com