Director Che Chengzheng also learned about Shen Jiezhu's visit to the Wizarding House from the news.

Normally at this time, they are already preparing for bed. The elderly's daily routines are gradually becoming more regular, and they are not as able to endure as the young people.

He has been keeping this habit for three months: feeling sleepy at 10 o'clock and going to bed at 1 o'clock.

But for some reason, he couldn't sleep today and wanted to check the news or something.

As a result, when he turned on his cell phone, he found that the other curator, An Shang, Su Zhen and others had called him dozens of times in the past ten minutes. He did not answer any of the calls because he did not turn on the sound.

So many calls came in in the middle of the night. It was either a very good thing or a very bad thing.

Che Chengzheng covered his heart and called another curator at the top. The call was picked up almost instantly.

"Director, Shen Jiezhu has arrived at the academy. She seems to be giving a lesson to the disciples!"

In fact, he also heard about the class from netizens, but he felt that what everyone said made sense and seemed to be pretty close to the truth.

"Having classes so late at night?" Che Chengzheng expressed his doubts, but he soon convinced himself.

"I understand! The yin energy is heavy at night, and maybe I can catch a few ghosts to practice during class! Reading theory is not as good as practice. Wow, the boss is worthy of being the boss. His teaching philosophy and ideological realm are higher than ours!"

The deputy director nodded after hearing this.

"Well, I'll get dressed and go to the door to greet Miss Shen. Tell the disciples to get dressed and wait in the lobby. Pay attention to your appearance!"

The masters and disciples of the wizarding academy usually live in the academy. Before the disciples become apprentices, this is their school.

"Okay, I'll go and notify them now!"

The deputy director hung up the phone and hurried to inform the disciples, while Che Chengzheng put on his clothes and went to the gate.

He thought that the Shen Jiezhu he saw should be standing on the bluestone in front of the door, with an immortal look, dressed in a low-key and reserved manner, with a cold and calm expression.

In fact, the Shen Jiezhu he saw was sitting on the steps, wearing a sports suit. Her makeup was so exquisite that it didn't match the clothes at all. It was like a diamond worth millions in a delivery box. It looked weird no matter how you looked at it.

This may be the style of the boss.

It is normal that people don’t understand.

He comforted himself in this way, and then called her softly.

"Ms. Shen?"

When Che Chengzheng called Shen Jiezhu, she was lowering her head to count the sand on the ground. When she heard the noise, she subconsciously turned her head to look over. Her head was dizzy and she couldn't see the person clearly.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, put one hand on the ground and moved forward, as if she would be able to see clearly after taking these two steps.

"Director?"

She asked him tentatively.

Although she couldn't see the person's face clearly, she at least recognized the clothes. She had seen this clothes in the hospital. This was the clothes the curator was wearing that day.

As soon as Shen Jiezhu turned around, Che Chengzheng knew that she was drunk!

He seems to be quite drunk!

But, if you are drunk, why go to the wizard house instead of going home to sleep?

He looked at Xiaomi and the driver beside him and they both shook their heads in sync, indicating that they didn't know either.

As soon as the pig got on the bus, he started shouting that he wanted to go to the wizard house, and they couldn't stop him.

If you say she was not drunk, then she would not have gone to the wizard house so late at night, which was not what a sober person would do; but if you say she was drunk, she knew that her dress was not suitable for the rules of the place, and she had to change into sportswear.

He was lucid at one moment and confused at another, confusing both Xiaomi and the driver.

On the other side, Shen Jiezhu smiled and waved to Che Chengzheng, and patted the steps beside her.

"Director, it's really you, come and sit down!"

The drunk Shen Jiezhu looked dazed, but she looked very pretty when she smiled. Her eyes curved into little crescents, and the corners of her eyes and cheeks were slightly red, as if she had been crying.

At this time, she had no sense of distance and was more like a little girl next door rather than a metaphysical teacher admired by everyone.

No one knew what the curator was thinking, but he really walked over and wanted to sit in the seat she had reserved for him, but the seat was too small and he could only sit half of it. He had no choice but to get up and change seats, sitting on the other side of her.

Seeing him sit down, Shen Jiezhu smiled even brighter. Her dark eyes dimmed the light from the door and shone brightly: "Director, there's good news!"

"What good news?"

Che Chengzheng imitated her and leaned sideways, the curve of his mouth corners became more obvious, and the kindness in his eyes was about to overflow.

Seeing this look of coaxing his daughter, Xiaomi was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.

Oh my god! Is this really the wizarding museum director?! When did he become so gentle? He was not like this when he quarreled with other museums before!

Shen Jiezhu raised her eyebrows and looked dazed, but her logic was still very clear: "Mrs. Quan Xizhen, you want to invest in us!"

???

Che Chengzheng froze for a moment. He knew Quan Xizhen, the top member of the Feng Shui Hall. She had a very bad temper, but she was also very generous when it came to giving money.

For so many years, starting from her grandfather's generation, they have supported Feng Shui museums and look down on other museums.

He had approached her before and introduced her to the Wizard House, hoping to get her investment, but was harshly rejected. Until now, he still remembers what Jeon Hee-jin said.

The Feng Shui House has the ability to get my investment, what do you have in the Wizard House? In this world, no one can get anything by showing weakness. I want to see if your ability is useful to me before I decide whether to help you or not!

This statement is hurtful, but it makes sense.

It made sense. Cheng Zheng walked away with his head down in a very sullen manner, not daring to say another word.

After he came back, he cleared out those pretentious teachers and unmotivated students in the school. Later, the Wizarding School became full of people, but it was still not as famous as the Feng Shui School, so Che Chengzheng never went to see Jeon Hee-jin again.

He had originally thought of inviting Shen Jiezhu to come in this time, and then go find her after all the words on the stone tablet were carved.

Unexpectedly, Quan Xizhen actually came to the door herself?

Is this considered a source of pride?

Hahahaha! Miss Shen is really a lucky star. She has attracted such a big client right after she arrived. She won't have to worry about having no business in the future!

"Ms. Shen, I remember this Mrs. Quan. She seemed to be a member of the Feng Shui Museum."

"Yes! But this time the Feng Shui shop made a mistake and ruined her business, so she stopped cooperating with us!"

Che Chengzheng: "Then Madam Quan should have some conditions, right?"

Shen Jiezhu nodded and shook her head: "It's just a small problem, don't worry!"

Since she said so, it means there is no problem.

Che Chengzheng said that he trusts her very much and whatever she says is what it comes to!

"There is also a second thing, hehe, it is also a good thing, Li Youna, do you know the curator? The daughter of the Li family, Li Youna."

"Know."

"She wants to be a disciple at the Wizard House. I think this is possible. Let me tell you, she is very good at negotiating prices with customers. Next time, when there is business, you can take her to negotiate. I believe she will be surprised and give it to you!"

After Shen Jiezhu said all these words, she was actually not very sober anymore. Her words became more fragmented and illogical as she spoke.

Che Chengzheng saw that she was not fully awake, so he wanted her to go back and rest quickly.

But Shen Jiezhu was very determined not to leave, because she remembered that she still had an important thing to complete.

"I heard that my name has been engraved on that monument. I want to go over and see if it's me..."

The curator couldn't persuade her, so he took her to the stone tablet.

The stone tablet was right in front of the lobby entrance. When Shen Jiezhu walked over, cheers and applause suddenly rang out in the lobby.

It's broken!

Che Chengzheng only then remembered that all the disciples were now in Datang, waiting for her to attend class!

But she is so drunk, how can she attend the class?

This……

Cheng Zheng waved his hand towards the lobby and said, "Don't say anything. Go back to bed quickly. There are no classes today!"

The deputy director immediately understood what he meant and said loudly: "Come on, let's give Director Shen some applause! Welcome Director Shen to join our Wizarding Pavilion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out.

Shen Jiezhu was indeed attracted over there.

Che Chengzheng:……

The tacit understanding we have built up over so many years of cooperation is gone just like that. Thank you!

Shen Jiezhu walked to the entrance of the hall, and all the disciples stood up from their seats and bowed to her and greeted her: "Hello, Director Shen!"

As a metaphysician, Shen Jiezhu is their idol!

Ever since they heard that Shen Jiezhu had joined the Wizarding School, they had been looking forward to her coming to class every day. Seven days had passed, and they finally got her turn.

Exciting!

Amidst everyone's greetings, Shen Jiezhu staggered forward. When she passed by Suzhen, she stopped her and asked her something in a low voice.

"My benefactor, have you been drinking?"

Shen Jiezhu nodded and whispered: "I drank a little, not much, I'm not drunk, I'm still very sober now!"

It's over. You must have been drunk when you said this.

An Shang came over and said, "Sister, we are not in a hurry to attend class. Why don't you go back and rest first and come back to attend class when you have time?"

"I'm not drunk!" Shen Jiezhu looked up very seriously: "You are all waiting here. Is it appropriate for me to leave without attending the class? It's totally inappropriate! You sit down and I will teach you!"

Shen Jiezhu said she was okay!

She sat at the front of the hall and waved for everyone to sit down.

Everyone could see that she had been drinking, so no one spoke and they just looked at her quietly.

Shen Jiezhu felt a little uncomfortable being looked at and couldn't help but frown.

"Don't you have any questions for me? Today's class is mainly for chatting and answering your questions. Don't be nervous. You can ask me anything you want to know!"

…

No one spoke.

"This opportunity is precious! There is only one class. Next time you ask me something, I may not tell you."

…

"You have three minutes to ask questions. After you ask your questions, I will tell you the answers. Three minutes. Start the timer!"

Shen Jiezhu took out her mobile phone and really set a stopwatch for three minutes. As the time gradually passed, some people could no longer hold back.

"Last two minutes!"

…

"Last minute!"

"Director Shen, why couldn't we summon the soul of Jin Canxing last time? Can you explain it in detail?"

"Boss! I often see the term "ghost marriage". Can you tell me more about it?"

"Director Shen, what should I do if the talisman I drew doesn't work?"

"Director, does the legendary underworld messenger really exist? What does he look like? Are there many of them? Will he attack humans?"

…

In the last minute, the disciples asked a variety of questions. Shen Jiezhu listened and took notes carefully. She started answering them one by one when the time was up.

Everyone started taking out their notebooks to take notes, just like elementary school students attending class, so well-behaved.

"First, why can't Kim Chan-byul's soul be summoned? Because her soul was suppressed in Busan-dong. You can watch the video. The statue that was placed on the table and then broken by me is a bad thing."

At this point, Shen Jiezhu suddenly remembered the way her master taught her before, and couldn't help but imitate it: "Homework, go check what that statue is? I want to check it out!"

? ?

Everyone was shocked. There is homework in the metaphysics class?

Suzhen obeyed Shen Jiezhu's words unconditionally and wrote it down in the notebook.

【Homework 1: Check the statue of the deity.】

An Shang silently drew an ugly statue of a god with a pen and put a question mark next to it.

The disciples who were originally somewhat dissatisfied suddenly felt much better when they saw An Shangdu doing his homework so obediently.

Isn't it just homework? Just write it!

Seeing the disciples' actions, Shen Jiezhu nodded and continued speaking.

"The second one is a ghost marriage!"

Her tone suddenly became serious, her eyebrows lowered, and the smile between her eyebrows disappeared completely. The moment she raised her eyes, she was filled with a sense of oppression.

At this moment, even if she was drunk, no one dared to touch her head.

"It is a shameful thing to have a ghost marriage, especially to tie the living to the dead. It is a sin! From now on, the wizard house cannot be involved in this matter, and cannot accept such work privately. Do you have any questions?"

No one knew why she was suddenly so excited, but when they saw the sharpness in her eyes, everyone lowered their heads and dared not ask any questions.

After finishing the topic of ghost marriage, Shen Jiezhu's tone softened and she returned to her dazed look, without any trace of her previous seriousness.

"Third, what should you do if the talisman you drew is useless? Of course, it's because your cultivation is not enough! Later I will teach you how to draw talismans, so don't worry, it's very simple. You are all talented disciples, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here."

"Well, the last one, the messenger from the underworld... This question is a little difficult to answer, wait a moment!"

After Shen Jiezhu said this, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. Everyone looked at each other, wondering what she was doing.

The lobby was very quiet, without a sound at all, and all eyes were focused on Shen Jiezhu. Two minutes passed like this.

Some even suspected that she had fallen asleep.

"Brother An Shang, please go and take a look. Is the boss asleep?"

An Shang didn't say anything. He put down the notebook in his hand and was about to stand up, but he saw two men suddenly appearing beside Shen Jiezhu.

He is very tall and strong, wearing a suit, and has a handsome face, like a star.

These two people appeared so quickly that no one could react.

until--

"Ahem." Sister Shen opened her eyes and raised her hands.

"Well, the messengers from the underworld are here, you can ask them yourself~"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" There was an explosion in the lobby. The curator, who was wiping the stone tablet, was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees.

The disciples jumped away instantly and shrank into a corner.

What the fuck is going on?!

In the middle of the night, the messenger from the underworld was called over by her?

Ahhhhhh! Why! These two look so fierce!

The timid one was already trembling while hugging the person next to him.

“Ahhhh! A living Grim Reaper!! No, a dead Grim Reaper, that’s not right either… Ahhhhh, it’s the Grim Reaper anyway! Help!”

"This is the first time I'm teaching a class! Are you so fierce in the first time that you can directly pull out the messenger of hell?!"

The brave one's eyes sparkled, and he was so excited that he wanted to jump up.

"The Grim Reaper is so handsome! This is the first time I've seen him! Wow, those pectoral muscles!"

"Can we take a photo together, Messenger?"

"Brother, please sign it for me! I will frame it and hang it at home!"

"Brother, how do you usually seduce people? Do you have any tools or something?"

"Brother Messenger, how are you treated as a clerk? Do you have two days off a week? Do you provide meals? How many hours do you work every day? Do you get paid?"

Xiaoliu glanced at the third brother: Third brother, I feel like we...are being used.

The third brother pursed his lips and said: Xiaoliu, you are right, we are being used...

Shen Jiezhu, this old man! He called us out to be treated like monkeys!