Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 183 Today's Radiant Charm

Class 1 of Yuko is a gathering of the most outstanding students in the entire academy, and the teachers are also the most outstanding teachers in the entire academy.

Classes had not yet started, and many students were hurrying along the road, while others were playing and frolicking in the aisles.

“Look, that’s Zheng Qian, the one who carried the carriage all the way from Jinlan City to the academy.”

"You really went all the way from Jinlan City to the academy?"

“It’s definitely true. He ran all the way and many people drew his portrait and sold it in the city. I bought one too to motivate myself to work harder.”

After the student finished speaking, he took out an oil painting.

In the oil painting, Zheng Qian's eyes are resolute, and he is sweating profusely as he carries a magnificent and enormous carriage, running wildly down the road. Behind him are three filthy, dark-skinned beggars, their tongues lolling out, exhausted like dead dogs, desperately chasing after Zheng Qian.

Above the oil painting are eight large characters: On the path of spiritual practice, we move forward with heavy burdens.

This painting has already circulated in Guangxiang City, and Zheng Qian's glorious deeds of carrying a carriage all the way from Jinlan City are also well-known.

Whether they are powerful figures or lone wolves, they may not know that the Crown Prince of Guangxiang Kingdom is named Lu Yan, but they certainly know Zheng Qian, who carries a heavy load and runs with a horse-drawn carriage.

The story of Zheng Qian carrying a horse-drawn carriage and running wildly has been passed down and has become a source of inspiration for people to encourage themselves or their friends to strive for spiritual cultivation.

"Let's go, let's cultivate."

"I'm tired, let's take a day off."

"Rest? Look at Zheng Qian, he carried a carriage all the way from Jinlan City to Guangxiang City, and he said he was tired?"

"really?"

"Fake? I saw it with my own eyes. He was carrying a carriage weighing over 5,000 jin and running like crazy, while the three geniuses from the Boundless Harmony Academy were chasing after him like dead dogs."

When the people at the academy heard about Zheng Qian's glorious deeds, they became even more convinced that Zheng Qian had carried a carriage from Jinlan City to Guangxiang City and then to the academy.

That day, the dean stepped out of the carriage and not only confirmed that they were heroes who resisted the monsters, but also punished Li Qinghai, who was ranked 50th on the combat power list, last in Yuko's class, but first in combat power in other classes.

Zheng Qian spent three days in the library and didn't know about the "On the Path of Cultivation, Bearing Heavy Burdens" picture. Otherwise, he would have known why Fan Tielan came to the library shouting that he wanted to beat him up.

The class for the best students was located in the innermost room of the classroom. When Zheng Qian arrived, the classroom was very quiet, and everyone was reading attentively, preparing for the upcoming gathering of heroes.

As soon as they stepped into the classroom, all forty-eight students looked up at Zheng Qian.

"Good morning, students," Zheng Qian greeted them with a smile, showing no embarrassment or discomfort whatsoever.

They were just a group of students, but he was a capable man who fought his way through armies to help Lü Jin seize the throne. Tens of thousands of people died by his sword.

Fan Tielan was stunned. She didn't expect Zheng Qian to come to class. She immediately lunged at Zheng Qian with bared teeth and claws.

"Zheng Qian, I'll kill you."

Li Mubai and Feng Wuhen quickly stepped in between them, shouting, "Fan Tielan, don't panic, the teacher is coming!"

“So what if the teacher comes? I’m going to hit him first.” Fan Tielan persisted.

Just as Zheng Qian was about to speak, Mo Li walked in dressed in red and asked Fan Tielan, "Who are you hitting?"

Upon seeing Mo Li, Fan Tielan immediately fell silent and respectfully replied, "Replying to the teacher, I didn't hit anyone."

"Students should help, respect, and care for each other."

After Mo Li finished speaking, she said to the three of them, "Let's go back."

Fan Tielan, Li Mubai, and Feng Wuhen obediently returned to their seats, not daring to disobey Mo Li's words in any way.

"Zheng Qian, you sit in the first seat when you come in."

After Mo Li finished speaking, Fan Tielan immediately stood up: "Teacher, that's my brother's seat."

"After Fan Tiexue arrived, I adjusted my position. Now, let's focus on the lesson."

Fan Tielan fell silent, then clenched her fist fiercely at Zheng Qian, threatening to beat him up after class.

"Today, we will explore the mysteries of 'The Art of War' together." Teacher Mo Li's voice was gentle yet powerful, like a clear mountain spring, slowly flowing into the hearts of every student.

She spoke slowly and deliberately, starting with the origins of military strategy, from the wisdom and courage of ancient war gods to the strategic planning of famous generals throughout history. She told each story vividly and realistically, making the audience feel as if they had traveled through time and experienced those magnificent war scenes firsthand.

"The Art of War is not merely a combat technique, but a supreme wisdom that integrates the principles of heaven and earth and the changes in human nature."

As she spoke, Teacher Mo Li sketched out tactical layout diagrams on the blackboard, each stroke revealing her keen insight and profound understanding of the battlefield situation.

She discussed the concept of "the best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting," emphasizing that victory should be achieved through intelligence rather than force. She analyzed the concept of "combining the real and the unreal," teaching students how to find opportunities to break through complex situations. Furthermore, she drew upon classical texts to combine the essence of military strategy from ancient books with modern combat examples, perfectly blending theory and practice.

Teacher Mo Li's lectures are lively and interesting. No wonder she is the teacher of Youzi's class. No wonder she can make that tomboy Fan Tielan obedient.

This morning's lessons were all taught by Mo Li, who lectured on "Military Strategy".

An hour passed, and Zheng Qian listened attentively. Two hours passed, and Zheng Qian's eyelids began to droop. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep on the table.

It's not that Zheng Qian didn't work hard; he was just too tired last night.

The Heavy Rock Bone Forging Stage allowed him to comprehend the power of control, but it also left him physically and mentally exhausted, and he even suffered hidden injuries during the battles.

Dean Yun infused the sacred medicine into the tea, which not only dispelled Zheng Qian's fatigue but also cured his hidden ailment. However, Dean Yun only cured his physical exhaustion; his mental fatigue remained unresolved.

"Military strategy depends on the mind, the eyes, and even more so on the actions..."

Mo Li was engrossed in her story when she suddenly noticed that Zheng Qian was sleeping on the table.

During her five-year teaching career, Mo Li always taught the Youzi class. No one skipped her class, and no one slept in her class.

Zheng Qian, the transfer student, not only skipped classes but also slept during class, breaking her record of two zeros in class attendance.

Mo Li wasn't angry. She had seen Zheng Qian working hard in the library for three days. Such a diligent student must be really tired.

"Zheng Qian, stand up and answer the question."

Mo Li asked Zheng Qian to stand up and answer the question, which would not only wake him up but also allow him to learn the content of this lesson.

Zheng Qian fluttered his eyelashes, but remained fast asleep with his eyes closed.

The forty-eight students looked at Zheng Qian strangely. The students in the elite class were very self-disciplined. Because of their poor grades and lack of fighting spirit, they would be replaced by others and go to study in the regular class during the semi-annual exams.

In other words, the students in Yuko's class could be eliminated at any time.

Under this system, who would dare skip class?

Who would dare to daydream in class, let alone sleep?

Zheng Qian, however, not only skipped classes but also slept in class.

What's most infuriating is that he slept in the class of the most beautiful teacher, Mo Li.

With a charming smile on her face, Mo Li walked to Zheng Qian's side and gently nudged his shoulder with her small hand.

"Zheng Qian, wake up and answer the questions."

Zheng Qian slowly opened his eyes, and a mature and beautiful face came into view.

Zheng Qian couldn't help but speak as his gaze met Mo Li's clear, watery eyes.

"Wow, teacher, you look radiant today, so beautiful."