The carriage stopped.

"This young master, this is the branch of Plato College." The car door opened and the coachman stood respectfully outside the door.

"Um."

Su Ye walked off the carriage and looked up.

A gate with a silhouette similar to that of Plato Academy, but it is much smaller and much shorter.

The street in front of the door is far less wide than Socrates Street, but it is enough for six horses to move forward side by side.

Su Ye's eyes fell on the doorpost of Plato Branch.

There is also a column of the same words above.

Those who do not understand geometry are not allowed to enter.

Within the simple marble door, the light blue stone slab corridor extends forward.

There are only some rough ordinary statues on both sides of the stone road, and there is no huge sea monster pool at the end, just a flower bed.

Further in, there are white buildings and flowers, plants and trees, like a garden college.

Su Ye bounced his thumb with his right hand, and a silver peacock coin flew towards the driver, making a slight buzzing sound.

The groom quickly took the silver peacock coins and said happily: "Thank you for the reward of me."

Su Ye nodded and walked into Plato Branch.

No one cares about it at all. Occasionally, strangers pass by, and both sides just nodded slightly, as if they had greeted each other.

Behind the flower bed is the main hall, the door is closed, and through the window you can see the empty inside.

The layout of the college appeared in Su Ye's mind and tried to move forward deeper.

Soon, I walked along the gravel road and walked through the sparse and arranged woods to a green lawn.

Some magicians were walking on the lawn while chatting.

Euclid was talking and talking. The older wizard listened carefully and nodded from time to time, including the Provost Larence, occasionally nodding.

Suddenly, Euclid stopped and looked at Su Ye squintly.

"Haha, what school is this? Why are you so rude? Just drive it away."

Su Ye smiled and said, "I just heard the sound of pigs gnawing on things. I walked over and took a look. Sure enough, someone's brain was gnawed off."

The teachers at Plato Academy looked puzzled, especially a few people knew Su Ye's identity. Haven't these two people been together all the time? Why is this tone a little wrong?

"Su Ye!" A red-haired Nideen stood out among the teacher and walked over quickly with a smile.

"Teacher Nideen." Su Ye nodded slightly and questioned.

Looking at Nideen's smile and sincere expression, Su Ye's heart was filled with warmth. This was his teacher, not like the other two. Aristotle pretended to behave all day long, and Euclid only stared at the golden eagle in his pocket.

When he walked closer, Nedern, a middle-aged man who was usually serious, stretched out his arms enthusiastically, and his fake eyes were filled with warmth.

Su Ye also opened his arms, and the teachers and students hugged each other cordially.

Except Euclid, the other teachers smiled when they saw this scene.

However, several teachers had a slightly larger curve in the corners of their mouths.

The two separated, Nideen held Su Ye's shoulder with both hands, his eyes shining.

Su Ye smiled and thought that he had grown taller and improved his rank. Teacher Nideen would definitely say...

"Have you finished your homework? I'll check it." Nedon smiled and looked sincere.

The teachers on the grass laughed happily, and Euclid smiled like a child with more than a hundred pounds, his mouth grinning under his ears.

Su Ye looked at Nideen and all the teachers. When they smiled, a word was written in their wrinkled skin.

Eat students.

"Niden-not human..." Su Ye squeezed out two words from his teeth.

"It's been so long since you saw you, you seem to have grown a little taller, which is good. Where is the homework?" Neden seemed to have not heard Su Ye's words at all.

"hehe!"

Like a boy who was smirking, Su Ye handed out his magic book and turned to the homework position.

Nidern reviewed quickly while commenting.

"Yes, although the handwriting is a bit sloppy, it means you are indeed writing, it's obviously a bit rushing."

"I was wrong with the Magic Formation question. Remember to browse it and put it in the wrong question book..."

"Your progress has actually surpassed the school. It seems that you have been very leisurely in the past few months..."

"Huh? You actually used plane learning knowledge to solve this problem. First of all, it is worth affirming, but you have to rewritten it..."

"These test papers are done well. After a brief look, they should be ranked in the top five in the class..."

"Your Devil's Word, Giant's Word and Elemental Word have greatly improved, and it seems to be related to bloodline..."

"This word is misspelled again, why can't I remember it?"

"Your travel notes are OK, the records are detailed and vivid, vivid, and vivid on paper, writing the humiliation of the gladiator to the fullest..."

"Your silver magic circle has made a little hurry, but there is no way. Who told you to accidentally become a silver magician? It's okay."

Neden closed the magic book and handed it back.

"Teacher, can I take the final exam directly for this semester?" Su Ye looked cold.

"No problem. But first, you have to let us see your magic servant. In addition, there is a 'Demon servant class' in the third grade, so don't forget to study hard." Nedern said.

Su Ye casts spell expressionlessly and summons Di Aotian and Wang Dachu.

"Call the teacher." Su Ye still had a expressionless face.

"Hello teacher!"

"Jijigu!" The two servants said hello seriously, full of vitality.

A group of old mages rushed over and touched the two servants like a group of hooligans.

Di Aotian and Wang Dachu looked at Su Ye for help.

"You two remember today. This is the most humiliating day for you two. When you are promoted to gold, you must press them on the ground and touch them hard..." Su Ye said mutely.

Di Aotian and Wang Dachui nodded vigorously with tears in their eyes.

"Where is the wind?" asked a golden magician.

"Old hooligan, how could Fenghou let you touch it! I can't bear to touch it myself." Su Ye looked at these teachers with contempt.

“We are studying magic.”

"Hehe." Su Ye gave them a blank look.

The old mages had no choice but to continue touching Wang Dachui and Di Aotian.

The two of them simply lay on the ground, looking desperate.

After a while, the black demon sheep also lies on the ground with trembling eyes, closing her eyes and allowing the old hooligans to toss.

"The body structure of this dwarf seems to be different from normal. The rock dwarf is indeed a combination of elements and flesh. The whole body is hard. This muscle must taste strong..."

"The power in the body of the King of Fire Goblin is also very strange. It is different from divine power or magic power, but it is also a bit similar, like a mixture of magic power and divine power..."

"The reproductive structure of this black demon sheep is quite strange. Let's take off the Dwarf King's armor..."

Su Ye couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Okay, okay, that's about it. If you leave too much psychological shadow on them, how can you help me in the future?"

The old mages reluctantly touched them a few more times, then took out the magic weapon to record the images, and recorded Di Aotian and Wang Dachu from all aspects.

Then, a group of old mages had magic books floating in front of them, and stood around Su Ye, and began to ask questions like a bead of cannon.

"What is the process of the rock dwarf absorbing miracle stones?"

"How many times did you use the magic circle when absorbing the remains of the wind?"

"What is the core talent of this dwarf king?"

"Now that the King of Fire Goblin has been promoted to bronze, can he use more magic?"

"How did the Dwarf King be promoted to Silver? The power on him seems to be too strong."

"Can we see the wind queen?"

"How is Sparta now?"

"What do you think about winning the Gladiator?"

...

Su Ye said nothing, and looked coldly at the same time. He felt like a human sketch object surrounded by a group of old hooligans with green eyes. He also seemed to be a victim who had just come out of the court and was hit by a group of unscrupulous reporters' microphones on his face. The flashing lights were clattered on his face.

Euclid sat on the grass with a smile, looking comfortable.

Su Ye really wanted to throw the medal of the senior general on their faces to make them pay attention to their identities and recognize reality, but his other identity is currently inconvenient to announce it.
To be continued...