Chapter 180 Becoming the Vice President of the School, Four Months, From School
Chapter 180 Becoming the Vice President of the Academy, from a student to the Vice President in four months.
On the other side, Lin Pingan, who was obsessed with tempering his golden body, also opened his eyes. With a flash of light, he stood up with a calm face.
He had already noticed the people outside the door.
After all, with Lin Pingan's strength far exceeding the principal and several deans by at least dozens of times, it was not difficult to discover them in advance.
What's more, with tens of thousands of hertz of mental power, it can be said that the entire Daxia Academy is within the scope of the field.
Wanting to know something or understand something is just a matter of thought!
It's just that on weekdays, Lin Pingan has been too lazy to understand and know. Not wanting to do it doesn't mean he can't.
The strength difference is too big, and those people can't detect the abnormality at all.
At this moment, before the principal and others knocked on the door or sent a voice, the door of the villa opened first.
Then, a clear voice transmission appeared in the ears of several people.
"Principal, deans... please come in!"
Seeing this scene, several people were slightly stunned, their expressions were a little strange, and after looking at each other, they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
For some reason, they felt that something seemed to be wrong, but after thinking carefully, they couldn't say it.
After walking into the villa, they saw Lin Pingan sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table in the middle of the living room, and stretched out one hand to invite.
"The tea is ready, everyone, take your time to taste the tea and chat while tasting."
At the tip of his hand, there were four cups of tea, which also corresponded to the principal Qin Ruge, the dean of the Creation Department, the dean of the Combat Department, and the dean of the Logistics Department.
In addition, there was a cup of tea in front of Lin Pingan, which was emitting hot steam.
The overall situation seemed to be that the other party had been prepared, or had expected it.
Several people stepped forward and began to explain their intentions and ideas.
In response, Lin Pingan nodded calmly and replied with a few words sparingly.
"Okay, but you can only be a nominal member, not a teacher."
Hearing this, everyone did not feel that there was anything wrong, but rather felt that it was natural.
Learning and teaching are two different concepts.
Being able to learn and create a technique does not mean that you can teach and let others create a technique.
Being a nominal member is normal, and this is what they had expected.
Hearing this answer, it was also expected and reasonable.
After the main purpose was achieved, the scene fell into silence.
The sun shone through the window into the living room, and several people sat around the coffee table, all sipping tea.
After a long time, Principal Qin Ruge coughed lightly.
"Well! Now that it has been made clear, we will leave first! By the way, the decision will be officially announced tomorrow."
Lin Ping'an said calmly.
"Thank you, Principal, deans, goodbye!"
A few minutes later, the four stood outside the villa for a long time without saying a word.
Then, with a flash of their figures, they all left.
On the way, they also communicated with each other mentally.
"Uh... this Lin Tianjiao... is really a bit of a personality!"
"I don't know why, I feel something is wrong, but I can't find the reason!"
"Okay! Let's go! Let's go! Go back to work! There are still many things to do!"
"..."
At the same time.
In the villa, Lin Pingan raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't care.
Mental power transmission?
As long as he concentrates, there is nothing he doesn't know in the field.
Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to practice.
The power of heaven and earth is running, constantly tempering the golden body.
... Golden body five forging 35%... Golden body five forging 40%... Golden body five forging 45%...
The body has golden light, tempering bones and flesh.
The upper limit of qi and blood is constantly rising, and mental power is also steadily improving.
Every minute, every second, the strength is improving.
At this moment, Lin Pingan doesn't know what the peak of martial arts is like, but he just wants to move towards stronger little by little, stepping on the highest bit by bit.
No matter when and where, strength is the greatest guarantee.
All kinds of great powers are gathered in one body, only strength is everything.
Therefore, nothing is more important than cultivation.
After the second day, people from different cities all over the world rushed to Daxia Academy.
They met the principal and gave gifts.
There were natural treasures and precious medicines, all of which came from the pharmacist masters and grand masters.
The purpose was naturally self-evident.
Although it seemed to be a gesture of friendship to the senior leaders of the academy, in fact, it was an apology and flattery.
On the other hand, Principal Qin Ruge and the three deans, as they said yesterday, took the initiative to publicly announce that Lin Pingan was appointed as the vice dean of the Creation Department.
Once the matter was released on the campus network, it immediately caused heated discussions.
"Oh my god! This is incredible! Junior Lin has only been in school for a few months, and he has transformed from a student to a mentor!"
"Shut up! What junior? You want to be Dean Lin!"
"Wow... This is really out of the question... Is this cheating?"
"Hehe... Cheating? This is even more ridiculous than cheating!"
"Okay! Stop grumbling, be careful that Dean Lin will make things difficult for you."
"By the way, will Dean Lin teach classes? I want to be his apprentice."
"It seems that he won't, just a nominal one!"
"It's true that no one knows about his hard work for ten years, but he became famous overnight!"
"This is normal. He created a ground-level technique, which is equivalent to a high-level civilization teacher, and his status is higher than that of an ordinary master. It is natural to have such treatment."
"..."
In the Department of Creation, many civilizing teachers were dumbfounded after hearing about this.
"Haha... I didn't expect... this day would come so early! It's only been a few months, and he's been surpassed!"
"I feel like I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I wanted to take him in as my personal student at the beginning of the school, but I never expected that after a few months, Lin Tianjiao would become our immediate superior."
"Okay... okay... next time, remember to respectfully address him as Dean Lin... In the field of civilizing teachers, his achievements are far higher than ours!"
"What a monster! It's really a monster!"
"..."
As time went by, the news quickly spread from the campus network of the university to the outside.
Not long after, it spread to the Internet and quickly spread across the country and the cities of Daxia.
Many writers who had escaped several disasters in a row also began to take advantage of the popularity. One article after another was airborne and occupied the major hot search lists.
"Shock! The fastest student in history to upgrade from a student to the vice president, it only took him more than four months...》
《The first prodigy of Daxia - Lin Pingan, served as the vice president of the Creative Department of Daxia Academy...》
《Earth-level skills! The youngest high-level civilization master in history was born...》
...
The content of these articles is extremely praiseworthy, and not a single word has the meaning of being everywhere.
In short, it seems that they were written specifically to flatter Lin Pingan.
The meaning between the lines is that he is regarded as the future of Daxia and the pillar of the race...
Maybe, the arrest of so many self-media writers before has made the remaining guys smarter!
From various signs, the truth was vaguely guessed, and therefore the trick of riding on Lin Pingan's popularity was mastered.
You can ride on the popularity, but you must use words to flatter it.
Anyway, you can't say anything bad, you can only praise, agree, and push it up desperately.
A few hours later, the whole Daxia knew about it.
As before, various social platforms, various chat tools, and even various street corners met and talked.
The contents are all related to this.
"Lin Ping'an? Lin Tianjiao? Dean Lin? Oh my God! This... this... this... he seems to have just turned 18 this year!"