Chapter 294

Shaking his head, Wang Baole put down his archives and came to the accommodation arranged by the college. Looking at the three story building built by an artificial lake in front of him, he felt the rich aura here and looked at the quiet and elegant environment around him. Wang Baole simply sat by the lake and recalled the experience of this day, and couldn't help sighing.

"First I saw Dashu, then I came to the college to report... But as a hundred sons of the Federation and the most handsome beauty of the Federation, my goal is the sea of stars, not to be a father!" Wangbaole sighed, a little depressed, and his heart was also upset about Dashu.

Even if the college environment is good, he feels that there is still a big gap compared with being the head of the cabinet in the ethereal Taoist Academy.

"Well, since it's all like this, I'll just mean it here. Finish the year as soon as possible and let the patriarch transfer me back..."

Thinking of this, wangbaole sighed again, put his impatience with Dashu at the bottom of his heart, and went back to the small building. He sighed again about the luxury of the college, sat cross legged, and was speechless all night.

The next morning, wangbaole, who came to his office, was not in the mood to deal with the trivial affairs of the college, nor did he look at the personnel files. While eating snacks, he thought about his Lingbao. It was time for a big upgrade.

Just when he was thinking about Lingbao's renewal, how to carry out it and the total budget, he received a notice that the class he was going to replace was about to start.

"I don't know how Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng are doing now, but anyway, they are better than me." Wangbaole was not interested in substitute classes, but since he promised the old Dean, he took the textbook of the French soldier class and came to the classroom where he was going to have classes.

Before entering, he heard the noise coming from inside, so he pushed open the door of the classroom and walked in.

What emerged in front of him was a small classroom, with about 30 people, half male and half female, standing, sitting and walking at the same time. At the same time, with his arrival, the noise of the students here gradually decreased, and their eyes focused on Wang Baole.

"The new French soldier teacher?"

"Hey, this man looks familiar."

"Your news is too closed. He is wangbaole, one of the 100 sons of the Federation, and the new deputy dean of our college!" The comments were whispered among more than 30 young men and women. After knowing Wang Baole's identity, many of these students seemed to be interested.

When they looked at Wang Baole, Wang Baole also looked at these students, and noticed that one of the teenagers, the one who posed, was sick of his heart. Fortunately, most of the girls in the class developed pleasantly, which made Wang Baole feel relieved.

"The college should be promoted to transform its uniforms. Now these uniforms are too big for students to grow." Wangbaole coughed and slapped the table with his big hand.

"Class!"

With the bang of the table, the students below sat down calmly and looked at Wang Baole with more interest than respect.

Wang Baole didn't bother to pay attention to this matter. He came to substitute for the class, just for a moment.

"Finish class quickly, and go back to deduce the upgrading and refining of Lingbao." Wangbaole took back his eyes. In his heart, he didn't care much about being a father, so he took out a bag of snacks and took a bite in front of the students. Under the incredible eyes of these students, he began to lecture.

Basically, Wang Baole said it in accordance with textbooks, and sometimes added some of his own understanding of French soldiers. The former is good, while the latter is obviously valuable, which contains his understanding of French soldiers. But the students here obviously lack some attention.

In addition to some students from Mars, who listened carefully, other students from various forces may have listened to a few words because of their curiosity about Wang Baole at first, but soon, they began to slip away one by one.

Among them, there are those from the fifth heaven clan, whose expressions are rebellious and gradually disdain Wang Baole. There are also those from the Xinghe sunset sect. Although the moon has a great impact on the Xinghe sunset sect, their parents are in the Martian domain after all, so the impact is very small, but the indifference in their bones is also reflected in them.

There are also some people who have emerged from the congenital sect. Although the children of the disciples of the two major sects can choose their own sect, this is not a forced agreement, so there are still many people who arrange their children to enter the College of Mars for basic training.

At the same time, there are threeorfive people, like those posing as teenagers, from the March group. They seem to be used to laziness, talking in low voices respectively, and sometimes showing off their wealth to compare.

In this way, at the end of a class, Wang Baole ate five packs of snacks, wiped his mouth, and was about to leave to complete his Lingbao rehearsal, but when he was about to go out, suddenly, among the students below, the boy who impressed Wang Baole stood up and shouted.

"Teacher, stay!"

With that, he took a few quick steps, took several attendants behind him, and directly stopped Wang Baole in front of the gate.

Seeing this, Wang Baole stepped down and his eyebrows were slightly raised. Since he came to Mars, he has never been in a good mood. Now he saw that someone was blocking his way, and his eyes immediately widened. When he was about to speak, the young man smiled, put on a mature look, hugged Wang Baole and spoke faintly.

"Teacher, I heard that your puppet is very lifelike. Its name is passed on to the Federation. Do you sell it?"

As soon as this word came out, the students around immediately became curious and looked at Wang Baole. Some of them seemed to have heard of puppets, so they all showed interest.

Wang Baole was also a little surprised. He didn't expect the boy to ask about the puppet. He couldn't help feeling a little proud at the bottom of his heart, thinking about his puppet. Has he been so famous, but on the surface, he was straight faced.

"I'm young, but it hurts my body. Don't worry about puppets. Is that something you can play with? Buy it when you grow up!" Wangbaole glanced at the boy and scolded him for a few words. Then he continued to walk towards the gate.

Seeing that Wang Baole ignored himself, the boy was in a hurry, stamped his feet and shouted immediately.

"Teacher, I have grown up. My father just gave me a hotel on Mars city as a bar mitzvah. The hotel is opposite Huoling college. The location is excellent. I'll exchange it with you!"

"What is it?" Wangbaole's footsteps stopped, his eyes widened, and he looked back at the boy, a little shocked.

"A hotel, for a puppet?"

"Yes, teacher, just say whether to change it!" The boy looked up triumphantly, as if I were rich and I had grown up.

Wangbaole took a breath, even though he thought of the other party's background, he still felt incredible. At the same time, there was a feeling that the March group was stupid and rich, but it was more curious, so he couldn't help asking.

"Why, there are many people who can make puppets. Why did you ask me to buy them?"

Hearing this sentence, the teenager raised his chin higher and spoke proudly.

"Jin doming has your puppet around him. I saw it when I returned to the earth some time ago. He always shows off in front of me. I'm not convinced. I also want one, the same as the female puppet!"

Wang Baole looked deeply at the proud young man in front of him. He looked strange. He thought that if he were the father of the young man, he would slap him to death. It was really a disgrace.

"It seems that all the people in the March group are abnormal, and they are all black sheep... Jin doming uses soldiers to exchange fragments, and this boy uses hotels to exchange puppets..." Wang Baole sighed in his heart. He felt that in his life, it seemed that he would always be involved with local tyrants, so his heart became more and more sad, and he felt that maybe his fate was to provide these local tyrants with a way to spend money.

"In that case, I can't go against the arrangement of fate." Wang Baole thought of this, took a deep breath, smiled like a spring breeze on his face, and patted the teenager on the shoulder.

"You boy, have a future!" With that, wangbaole immediately took out a puppet of the same type that the other party needed. After the transaction was completed, he took the transfer contract and walked out of the classroom happily. As for the classroom behind him, the boy was also happy, and his eyes flashed at the puppet, very excited.

Just Wang Baole walked a few steps, and when he arrived at the door of the office, he suddenly stepped down and patted his forehead.

"No, I obviously want to be transferred, how can I buy an industry on Mars..." Wang Baole thought of this, and immediately tangled, thinking that when he left, the hotel could not be moved, and it would be a pity to sell it. After all, he checked a lot of information before coming to Mars some time ago, and knew that the real estate in Mars city was still scarce and expensive.

"Well, don't think so much first. It's a good start after I came to Mars." Wang Baole was in a better mood, humming a ditty and pushing open the door of the office, thinking about this Daolan college in his heart, which seemed to be better than he thought.

"Do you want to make some more puppets? In the future, let these puppets stand aside to assist in teaching?" Wang Baole was a little excited and felt that this was a way to get rich.