Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 565 His Highness the Crown Prince is a Female 22

   There are a total of three days for the admissions assessment, because the dean trusts Mo Chen the most, so Mo Chen is asked to preside over the admissions assessment for three days.

  Actually, the dean's idea was to use Mo Chen as a living sign.

  Mo Chen just leaned on the chair and watched.

  Dan Academy’s unique test stone will have a talent index, so there is no need for the admissions staff to use Yuanli to detect them one by one.

   Mu Yiyi sat beside Mo Chen with a book in his hand and read it, and asked Mo Chen when he didn't understand.

   "Hey? Who is that person?"

   "You don't even know this, he is the youngest tutor at Dan Academy."

   "I know this, he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Tianlan Country."

   "Wow, His Royal Highness, you are really handsome."

   "God Ward, His Royal Highness looks so small."

   "Of course, he's only sixteen this year."

   "My God, some people enter school at the age of sixteen, and he became a tutor at the age of sixteen!"

  …

  The crowd queuing up for the test was noisy, either discussing Mochen or chatting.

  The staff in charge of recruiting students are direct disciples of certain mentors, and occasionally they can hear their remarks about Mo Chen, and they will secretly glance at Mo Chen.

   "Hey, tell me, how could Miss Mu be so lucky, she was accepted as a personal disciple by His Highness as soon as she entered the academy." Student A, who was in charge of beckoning new students, said.

   "Oh, the difference between people." Sitting next to him was student B who was in charge of registration.

   "Be careful, you two, don't make mistakes." There was a student C sitting next to him.

  After hearing what C said, A and B stopped chatting and began to register seriously.

  Mo Chen was in a good mood, but fortunately he had asked a few students to help him in advance, otherwise he would be exhausted.

   Nangong Ye saw such a scene when he found it.

   Mo Chen lay lazily on a chair and followed him. Next to him sat Mu Yiyi who was studying hard, while seven or eight old students were in charge of recruiting students.

  Nangong Ye's mouth twitched, and he walked to Mo Chen's side, "You will sneak away."

  Mo Chen glanced at Nangong Ye when he heard the words, "A Ye is here, sit down and have a drink." He pointed to the teapot beside him.

  The corners of Nangong Ye's mouth twitched, he took out a chair from the Qiankun Ring, and sat down.

   "Look, who is that handsome man next to His Highness?!" A girl was excited.

   "Oh, it's so beautiful, who is this?"

   "Three minutes, I want all his information, it's so beautiful, Ziliu—" took a breath.

   "I know, I know, he's the Night King."

"Yaoh?"

   "Yes, yes, the Night King, that's the one, one of the four most beautiful men in the imperial capital."

   "Cut, what is this? He entered the academy just like His Royal Highness. He is only twenty-seven now, but he is the youngest mentor of Jianqi Academy. This is another His Royal Highness."

   "Damn, geniuses always come in pairs."

   "It's okay, after all, they are the two most talented people in Lushan College."

   "My God, are geniuses so easy to see now? Then will I be able to see them every day in the future?"

   "It's a good idea. I've got a gossip. This tutor Yuan is a newly promoted tutor this year. The dean of the Dan Academy squeezes His Highness under the banner of letting him recruit students. In fact, he wants to use him as a signboard."

   "Damn it, really? This signboard is so simple."

  …

   Nangong Ye had already poured himself a cup of tea, "I thought His Highness would drink again today."

   "I wanted to drink at first, but the dean ordered me not to drink." He said that he was still young, and drinking too much would hurt his body.

   "Master, it's not appropriate to drink too much, you are not yet of age." Mu Yiyi who was studying hard at the side suddenly said aloud.

   Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Yes."

  Nangong Ye remembered Mo Chen's real age, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

   "Indeed, it's better to drink less." He sipped his tea as he spoke, with a hint of gentleness in his voice.

   Mo Chen glanced at him sideways, wondering if this Nangong Ye's attitude towards him was a bit strange.

  Looking at Nangong Ye's side face, Mo Chen suddenly remembered what Mu Yiyi said, Ah Mu and Nangong Ye look exactly alike.

   Then he began to look at Nangong Ye with his chin propped up.

  Nangong Ye turned his head and met Mo Chen's eyes.

   There was a trace of trance in the deep eyes.

  Nan Gongye squinted his eyes, lowered his eyes, that kind of eyes again.

   Looking at another person through myself again.

   "Your Highness, why do you look a little drunk even without drinking?" Nangong Ye said calmly.

   "Well, tea is not intoxicating." Beauty can intoxicate people, Mo Chen silently added.

   "Really?" Nangong Ye said casually.

   "Yes." Mo Chen nodded perfunctorily, stopped looking at Nangong Ye, and turned his head in a daze.

   Nangong Ye held the cup and fell silent for a while.

  Mu Yiyi felt that the two of them were weird, and began to study hard again.

   For the next two days, Nangong Ye would accompany Mo Chen to keep an eye on him.

  After the enrollment is officially over, it is time to start studying in the new semester.

  Although Mo Chen is in charge of recruiting students, she not only teaches freshmen, she has 15 classes a month, one day for each year, and five classes a day.

  There are a total of fifteen grades in the college, and each grade has five classes.

   After a month, Mo Chen is equivalent to teaching every class a lesson.

  Dan College has a total of more than a dozen teachers, and Mo Chen is the most free, and he doesn't have to go to class for half a month.

   Nangong Ye seems to have retreated, and he retreated after the admissions assessment.

  Mo Chen guessed that he might have made a breakthrough in swordsmanship.

  Actually, Mo Chen is very curious about Nangong Ye's realm. It is rumored that Nan Gong Ye has already entered the purple level, and Mo Chen believes it a little bit.

The days of studying always go by very quickly. Within a year, Mu Yiyi seemed to be on the hook after washing his marrow. He broke through to the green level all the way, and he has made some breakthroughs in alchemy. He is already a second-rank alchemy division.

   As the original heroine, Mu Yilan has also become a man of influence in the academy.

  As Shen Mu's fiancée, the two can be regarded as a couple of immortals.

   In the blink of an eye, a school year is about to pass, which means that a new round of final exams is coming.

  Students of Dan College not only need to test their knowledge of pharmacology, but also need field tests.

  Field assessment requires the completion of trial tasks, such as finding prescribed herbs, such as finding all the source medicinal materials of a certain elixir.

  Of course, survival skills are also one of the trial tasks. After all, an alchemist without the ability to protect himself cannot go far.

  This time the leading teachers are Mo Chen and a mentor named Zhu Xin.

  After the pharmacological assessment, it was time for the field assessment.

  The day before the assessment, the dean of Dan College even asked him to talk to him.

   "Dean."

   "Mochen, you are here, sit down." The dean put down the book in his hand.

   "Why is the dean looking for me?" Mo Chen looked at the dean and asked.

"Your master sent me a letter saying that you are already at the peak of the late stage of the blue level, and you are only one step away from breaking through the purple level. If you encounter an opportunity in this experience, you may break through. Remember to bring a few more people with you." The dean He poured a cup of tea for each of them, and said to Mo Chen.

   "The dean is worrying too much, I won't break through for the time being." The obsession is too deep in my heart, and I am afraid that I will have to wait another ten or a hundred years.

   Good night (づ￣￣)づ/

  (end of this chapter)