Chapter 522 Master Teacher 101 (2)
Let's rewind to two weeks ago.
Looking back at the cause, it was because Donghuang Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School let slip something during his demonstration, which made Liu Che realize the problem.
The system pretended to be dead and refused to answer, so when faced with the task of "teacher of elementary education" that suddenly popped up by the system, Liu Che deliberately left it hanging and tried to manipulate the little system.
After all these years of getting along, Liu Che had figured out the system's personality thoroughly and believed that he could easily control it.
But accidents always happen unexpectedly.
In just one day and one night, when Liu Che checked the task again, he found that "Elementary Education Teacher" had quietly become "Master Teacher 101".
If he hadn't learned the relevant numbers during his interactions with the system, he really wouldn't have understood the meaning of this task.
Even though I understood it, it was the first time I had encountered such a sudden change after the task was issued.
"explain?"
"This..." the system stammered, seeing Liu Che's cold expression, and weakly replied with its neck tucked in, "Listen to me..."
"I'm listening, go ahead and say it."
All the servants had been driven out of the Xuan Shi Hall by Liu Che. At this moment, he sat alone in the hall, his face grim, not giving the system a chance to escape.
As you know, the various schools of thought during the Warring States period greatly admired our Ju'er...
"My son," Liu Che interrupted rudely.
The system tolerated it because Piggy was unhappy. It wasn't cowardly, absolutely not!
[It's because Ju'er is a chosen one, highly compatible with all schools of thought. Since you're looking for a tutor for his early education, they gave him a brief demonstration...]
Watching the small ball of light in front of him extend its tiny hand and gesture, Liu Che narrowed his eyes, a flash of inspiration crossing his mind, "So, they not only entered my dream, but also went to find Ju'er?"
Seeing the system's evasive expression, Liu Che confirmed his guess and was truly angry this time. "How old is Ju'er? Who gave them permission to disturb Ju'er! They even want to be Ju'er's tutors? I will not allow it!"
Seeing that he was truly angry, the system hurriedly explained, "[Piggy...no, Your Majesty, don't panic, listen to me! Ju'er didn't suffer any loss! Really didn't suffer any loss! You'll see!]"
A light screen popped up, displaying Liu Ju's dream.
Then Liu Che saw his beloved son standing at the foot of the mountain with an incredulous look on his face, looking at himself and then at the towering mountain peak in front of him, his mouth agape, questioning the meaning of life.
Faced with the old man who suddenly appeared and tried to abduct him, he vehemently refused, covering his face and forcefully shattering the dream, leaving the old man, who was still standing there, to question his existence.
Recalling that his son had woken up in the middle of the night the night before and uttered the word "nightmare," Liu Che laughed loudly: "You still don't understand Ju'er. No wonder you failed."
Seeing the old man's bewildered expression, Liu Che's anger subsided. If all the families were like this, Ju'er certainly wouldn't suffer a loss.
"[And then...]" The system sighed softly, releasing the dream from last night—
"well--"
Liu Ju's chubby little face was tinged with worry as he clearly realized he had fallen asleep again. What kind of good baby has to do things while asleep? He won't grow tall!
At this moment, the surrounding clouds and mist seemed to be parted by an invisible giant hand. Mozi, riding a mechanical kite, swooped down, scattering gears across the sky as the kite's wings unfurled. Mencius, holding bamboo slips, recited aloud, golden auspicious clouds rising between the lines. Zhuangzi waved his wide sleeves, and stars transformed into butterflies instantly filled the night sky. The Yin-Yang School's compass hovered and spun, the Legalist School's bronze codex burst with lightning, and the unique skills of each school intertwined in the void, creating a dazzling display of fireworks.
"Your Highness, which school of thought do you prefer?"
Faced with the curious inquiries of the crowd, Liu Ju calmly looked around and said in a serious yet childlike voice, "We don't talk about serious matters in dreams."
Seeing the slightly disappointed looks on everyone's faces, Liu Ju pressed on, "Do you want to be my tutors?"
Seeing them nod, Liu Ju smiled slyly, "Then let's have a competition."
How do we compare them?
At that moment, Liu Ju had a sudden inspiration and, gesturing excitedly, said, "Let's have a 'Master Teacher 101' competition! You send people to demonstrate, the audience votes, and the 11 winners... no, that's too many, 7... 7 is too tiring... 3, 3 is fine, the three with the most votes will be my mentors, how about that?"
"Distinguished Teacher 101?"
"Yeah."
Liu Ju nodded, sensing it would be quite interesting. His large, watery eyes looked at everyone expectantly: "Okay?"
"All right."
"Oh, right," Liu Ju, who had just cheered up a bit, suddenly added, "We don't do 007, and 996 is out of the question!"
Seeing the confused looks on everyone's faces, Liu Ju paused and explained, "It just means that if it doesn't work in my dreams at night, I can come during the day, okay?"
"OK."
The light screen disappeared. After watching how his son had so effortlessly grasped the essence of all the schools of thought, Liu Che was somewhat dazed: "Are the schools of thought so gentle with their successors?"
Thinking of the terrible defeats Wei Qing and Huo Qubing suffered, Liu Che shook his head again, seemingly only gentle towards Ju'er.
"So, Your Majesty, you see, it's not my fault, right? I'm just fulfilling Ju'er's wish."
The system tentatively spoke, and Liu Che looked down at the small ball of light floating in front of him, warning, "This is just a warning from Ju'er. This is a one-time thing, and it will not be repeated! Otherwise, I will not cooperate with any of your actions again."
Yes, yes, Your Majesty, rest assured, I swear I promise.
Seeing that Liu Che's attitude had softened, the system pressed further (So... Your Majesty can accept this mission, right?).
"Since it is Ju'er's wish..."
Under the system's expectant gaze, Liu Che nodded slightly.
The small ball of light floated up instantly, shimmering with seven-colored light, and then, taking advantage of Liu Che's inattention, popped up a series of construction tasks.
[Master Teacher 101 Series Tasks:]
I. Competition Venue How can a grand selection competition for renowned teachers be without a proper venue?
Please complete the venue construction within half a month. 2. Host: How can a perfect selection competition for renowned teachers be without a suitable host?
Please train an excellent program host. Third, since this is a popularly elected competition, how can there be no audience members responsible for voting?
Please select four suitable viewers who are interested in the program...
Looking at the densely packed tasks popping up before him, Liu Che snorted coldly, "So you're waiting for me here, aren't you?"
The system remained silent, only issuing tasks, issuing tasks! With the task in hand, I have all the tasks!
Rewinding to the day of the competition, Liu Che nodded in satisfaction as he watched Huo Qubing speaking eloquently on stage.
Sure enough, he hadn't misjudged him. Qu Bing was not only a natural-born general, but also a natural-born stage controller and an excellent program host!
"Ladies and gentlemen, the wooden plaques in your hands are also voting devices. After each contestant has finished performing and meets your criteria for a master teacher, you can insert the plaque into the drawer on the left side of your chair. A green light indicates that your vote was successful..."
Everyone looked at the slender slot on their left, subconsciously holding up the wooden plaque to check it; it fit perfectly.
At this moment, Gongsun Hong looked around and turned to Dong Zhongshu with worry in his eyes, "I see that the number of people from each family is about the same, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to gain an advantage."
Dong Zhongshu glanced at Liu Che's figure in front of him and whispered, "His Majesty's selection of people in this way is probably for the sake of fairness. After all, ability is the standard of judgment. There are three spots in the end, so Brother Gongsun doesn't need to worry. Trust in the abilities of the Confucian sages."
“That makes sense.” Gongsun Hong nodded.
Seeing his reaction, Dong Zhongshu added, "This is to select a tutor for the Crown Prince, not just a dispute among the various schools of thought. Brother Gongsun should also understand the Emperor's intentions."
Upon hearing this, Gongsun Hong looked ahead, seemingly lost in thought.
"Now, please welcome all the contestants to the stage!"
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