If the bragging comes true, then it doesn’t count as bragging.

"Ah, teacher, you still need to take roll call. I think no students will skip your class."

In the audience, a lively male student said this after hearing Song Hao ask for names.

Hearing these words, the students in the classroom burst into good-natured laughter.

I think this is reasonable.

is not that right.

This is not the kind of water class in university. If you don't listen to that kind of water class, you won't listen.

But this is a training class, and it is taught in person by a powerful person in the distraction period.

You can't get this kind of high-quality course outside by spending money.

How could students skip class?

On the podium.

Song Hao also smiled: "We still have to go through the process."

"Hey, I'm going to start calling names."

"First of all, classmate No. 1 from Chinese Language Class 1, Xuanyuan Jinyu."

"Here we come." A tall girl stood up and responded.

Song Hao waved his hand: "You don't have to stand up, just answer."

"Yeah." The girl nodded and sat down.

Song Hao looked at her a few more times.

His surname is actually Xuanyuan. This surname sounds good with any name after it.

The thought flashed past, and Song Hao continued to call names.

"No. 2..."

……

"Next is Chinese Language Class 2..."

"Classmate No. 1..."

……

"International Language Class 1..."

……

"Journalism Class 1..."

……

"Lu Fan?"

"Is Lu Fan here?"

"Is Lu Fan here?"

On the podium.

Song Hao shouted three times in a row, but no one in the audience answered.

Finally, a male student raised his hand weakly: "Teacher, Lu Fan has not come to school since the May Day holiday. The instructor said he is missing."

"What is missing?" Song Hao's eyes twitched.

It was the first time he came to be a teacher. Before the class even started, he was actually told that a student was missing.

How can this work.

"Do you know what the specific situation is?" Song Hao asked.

Down below, a few students who might be familiar with Lu Fan answered the call.

"Just before the holiday, I heard Lu Fan say that he was going on a self-driving trip to climb Mount Tai. At that time, he was still messaging us in the group and sending some photos of Mount Tai's scenic spots. But when I contacted him the next day, there was no reply. ”

"Tarzan."

Song Hao recorded this location in his mind and prepared to go back and check it out.

After all, they are all their own students. As a teacher, you can't ignore your students.

Song Hao came from another continent, and in their world, they still valued mentorship.

"Okay, let's go to class now. First, let's look at Section 1. The definition of cultivation and what it is. As the name suggests, cultivation is a process of realizing the transformation of life levels through the continuous accumulation of spiritual power... "

Song Hao spoke eloquently for 20 minutes, and the students below seemed a little sleepy.

He quickly moved on to the next knowledge point: "Okay, I've finished explaining the definition of cultivation. Next, let's talk about our current cultivation situation."

It’s another 20 exciting minutes.

The students below all fell asleep.

Song Hao looked a little anxious and thought to himself, are the students not interested in my subject?

Then I'll change it to another one.

"Students, let's talk about the development prospects of our monks..."

students:"……"

Seeing a large number of students falling asleep, Song Hao finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Students, wake up. Next, I'm going to talk about the real stuff. Next, I'll teach you the first trick, the Small Rain Technique, which can achieve artificial rainfall in a small area."

"Ok?"

After hearing Song Hao's words, the drowsy students woke up one by one.

If I teach this early, I won’t feel sleepy anymore.

……

this day.

A light rain falls from time to time in the sky above Luzhou University of Finance and Economics.

Some students who were preparing to go to class and walking on the school road were dumbfounded.

"Wucao, the weather forecast didn't say rain, why did it rain? Did you bring an umbrella?"

"I didn't bring it. Did you bring it?"

"Nonsense, I brought it with me and I don't need to ask you. Zhang San, did you bring it with you?"

Zhang San replied: "It's a joke. I don't even carry a book, but I still carry an umbrella. Do you think it's possible?"

"Oh, yes."

"Don't talk yet. Look, this rain seems a bit magical."

"The composition of this rain is a bit mixed. Some are drizzle, some are poured down like buckets, and here and here. Look, this rain can only wet me, but not Zhang San. There's only one meter between me and him..."

"It's really just local rainfall, right..."

……

the other side.

After Song Hao finished his class, he was surrounded by his classmates and walked out of the classroom. It could be seen that he was now very popular.

"Teacher, how can I control the size of raindrops?" Even after class, there are still studious students asking for advice.

Song Hao replied with a smile: "This has something to do with your spiritual power control. If you can control your spiritual power better and send and receive it freely, you will naturally be able to control the size of the raindrops. This requires you to do more. You can do it with practice.”

"I understand, thank you teacher."

After solving the students' problems and telling them to practice more after class, Song Hao left and returned to the teaching and research office to sit for a while.

After waiting 15 minutes, he had two more classes.

He now has eight classes a day, 4 in the morning and 4 in the afternoon, and has to wait until evening to have some free time.

In the teaching and research office.

Song Hao thought for a moment and took out a mobile phone. After searching on it, he dialed a number: "Wai, Ling Feng? Aren't you working as a security guard in the parking lot at the foot of Mount Tai? Can you help me keep an eye on someone?" ?”

"Yes, this person is my student. His name is Lu Fan. He is about 19 years old. He is a boy. I will send you the photo via Fetion later. Take a look. Yes, he recently traveled to Mount Tai, and then It’s missing, please help me find it first.”

"Yeah, if you find him, ask him to come back to class as soon as possible. He hasn't been in class for a week and has missed a lot of classes. Well, that's right, please bother me and invite you to tea later."

After some talking.

Song Hao put down the phone.

Ling Feng was a friend he had just met. He was also a monk in the distracted stage and was currently working as a security guard in the parking lot at the foot of Mount Tai.

If he takes action, Lu Fan will definitely be able to find him as long as he is in Taishan.

the other side.

Taishan parking lot, security booth.

This security booth is set up at the entrance of the parking lot, and there is a lifting pole equipment next to it.

In the security booth.

Ling Feng, who was sipping tea, saw the photo sent to him by Song Hao.

I saw a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old above.

He muttered at the corner of his mouth: "Humph, a child who is not in school actually ran out to travel. How can this be allowed?"

next second.

The security captain walked in from outside the security booth and saw Ling Feng who was enjoying tea.

He said angrily: "You are very relaxed."