"The opposite of these Tarot Cards is the comprehensive ability index evaluation curve of the Pitch Black Academy graduates after the Zhang Guangmu dean took office."
Feeling the gazes from many professors, Tang Lanshan showed no stage fright at all, and said with a sonorous and powerful tone, "Seven years!"
"This data has been rising steadily for seven consecutive years since the dean took office!"
"Numbers don't lie."
"Dean Zhang Guangmu has achieved results that no one has ever achieved."
Uh-huh!
Tang Lanshan waved the staff in his hand briefly and forcefully, and took the lead in expressing his attitude. "Therefore, I vote against this motion to remove him!"
"After I have finished speaking, I hope everyone will seriously consider before voting - what consequences will it bring if someone else becomes the dean."
Her speech was somewhat calculated, and there was something hidden in the choice of words and sentences.
Consequences usually refer to harmful or unfortunate results.
Most of the professors from the Pitch Black Academy have a gentle temperament. When faced with a choice, they will instinctively choose the one with less risk.
After hearing Tang Lanshan's sharp speech, the students outside the conference hall let out bursts of joyful exclamations.
Several professors who had already been privately angry with Job were hesitant and did not directly vote for the removal of Zhang Guangmu as they had promised.
Seeing this scene, Professor Job's face became more and more gloomy. He glared at Tang Lanshan displeasedly and said sullenly, "Who doesn't know that you are Confidant of Zhang Guangmu?"
"You have been a professor for less time than Zhang Guangmu, so what qualifications do you have to speak here?!"
He became more and more jealous of Zhang Guangmu.
Young, handsome, powerful, in a high position, loved by students, and with loyal and powerful subordinates like Tang Lanshan...
Faced with Job's questioning, Tang Lanshan sneered disdainfully and retorted with unusual strength, "If everything had to be based on qualifications, humankind would have been extinct long ago!"
"In the Demon Hunting Academy, everything must be aligned with ability."
"I can bring your [Demonic Creature Knowledge Class], and I guarantee it will be better than what you said!"
"You can't take my [Divination Class] with you!"
Tang Lanshan became more confident the more he spoke, and looked at Job with disdain. "You don't have that ability, you know?"
"People need to be self-aware. You have no right to act like a senior with me here!"
After treating the other person in his own way, Tang Lanshan was stuck before Professor Job's emotions broke out. His contemptuous tone suddenly changed and his expression became serious. "In recent months, I have divined many times and I have come to the same result - an unprecedented and huge crisis is about to come!"
"Demon Hunting Magic Ring may also be broken due to this!"
"Amidst this terrifying despair, the only one who can lead everyone to the end and make Pitch Black Academy stand firm is the man named Zhang Guangmu!"
Zhang Guangmu looks at his nose and his heart, looking like an outsider.
Based on his understanding of Comrade Little Tang...
The prophecy just now was most likely a lie - a complete fabrication!
Since "The World Knows", Tang Lanshan's growth can be seen with the naked eye. Her performance today reminded Zhang Guangmu of the scene in "Mysterious Assignment".
However, at the beginning, the fortune teller was still a young and cute girl who was strong on the outside but tough on the inside, tough on the inside but fierce on the inside. Now she is full of confidence, fierce and tough, and has gradually developed the ability to stand on her own.
Just...
The professors who didn't know enough about Tang Lanshan suddenly stopped breathing when they heard this.
As Demon Hunting Sorcerer, who specializes in divination, brazenly made such remarks in front of everyone. If it is later proven that "divination is wrong", it will definitely cause a huge blow to her future and reputation!
Moreover, there are specialties in the field of medicine. Tang Lanshan, as Professor Divination Class, does have quite good attainments in this field, and his predictions on many small things are quite accurate.
So...
After a while of thinking, several neutral professors raised their hands to follow the vote.
"I oppose the removal of Dean Zhang Guangmu."
"I also vote against it! Just like Professor Tang said, the dean has always done a good job."
"Second."
Professor Job's face was gloomy, but he still didn't give up.
After pondering for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "According to Demon Hunting Codex, for the proposal of Lord of the Magic Ring, only more than half are in favor, and if the number of people who vote against does not reach two-thirds, the voting result is invalid. According to the process, it should be regarded as..."
Zhang Guangmu knocked on the table with his staff and looked sideways at Professor Job: "What are you in a hurry for?"
The indifferent tone made Qiao Bu's pupils shrink slightly and his heartbeat stagnated.
Professor Job felt that his neck was a little stiff, and his fingers moved slightly, instinctively wanting to hold the staff.
But...
For some reason, his outstretched hand was hanging in the air, but he didn't dare to actually touch the staff that was so close.
Zhang Guangmu, who looked cold as usual, put too much pressure on him.
"Very good."
Zhang Guangmu nodded with satisfaction.
Outside the conference hall, the students who saw that their "own side" had gained an advantage had already begun to cheer and couldn't wait to open champagne in celebration.
Zhang Guangmu's gaze deflected and landed on the crowd of students outside the conference hall. "You choose a representative."
"Professors should listen to their students."
The students who suddenly got the opportunity to show their faces had similar expressions of excitement on their faces.
Many newcomers, who were extremely confident and full of desire for expression, rushed to squeeze into the conference hall, but in the end they were all excluded by a translucent magic energy barrier.
This is the manifestation of [true lack of qualifications to participate in the conference].
Among the crowd, Fang Yi sighed.
Although Zhang Guangmu only glanced at him from beginning to end, Fang Yi's heart was extremely bright after just a brief gaze-Zhang Guangmu was "calling his name" to let himself come forward.
Although other students work hard and there are many outstanding ones, they are only at the level of ordinary little geniuses and it is impossible to enter the conference hall.
In the past three months since entering Pitch Black Academy, although Fang Yi has almost no personal communication with Zhang Guangmu, he has gained a more or less superficial understanding of the dean.
——Zhang Guangmu looks indifferent, but he is still a young man who likes to be in the limelight. Guys who don't give him face will generally end up miserable.
After figuring this out, Fang Yi gritted his teeth, clenched the old staff in his hand, and after drawing three intertwined arcs of light in the air, he used the tip of the staff with the tip of the colorful light to tear open the invisible barrier and entered the conference hall.
The barrier heals itself quickly.
Even if other students wanted to follow, they were still rejected.
Seeing this scene, the professors who were originally doubtful about Zhang Guangmu's proposal were suddenly amazed.
Being able to enter this conference hall means that the student has reached the level of associate professor!
This new student has only been in school for three months...
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a peerless genius!
The professors' eyes wandered back and forth between Zhang Guangmu and Fang Yi.
So...
Is this new student Zhang Guangmu's carefully trained disciple?
Fang Yi was pushed to the shelves. As the student representative of the Pitch Black Academy, he bravely came to the front of the professors.
Feeling the gazes of professors and classmates, Fang Yi knew...
From this moment on, I was completely bound to [Guangmu Faction], no longer distinguishing each other, and officially became [Dean's Disciple] of the Pitch Black Academy!
The word "low-key" will be insulated from oneself from now on!