What?
Immortal cultivation also paid attention to image!
Han Ziyu was a little stunned by Duan Tianya's words. However, on second thought, the Holy Zhi Palace Lord was indeed a position that attracted the attention of the people. He had to pay attention to his image.
However, Han Ziyu still had a strange feeling.
From the sound of it, it seemed like they were going to make him an idol for the entire nation?
In that case, should he also manage Weibo and Short videos platforms in the future?
Suddenly, an image appeared in Han Ziyu's mind.
A student had seen a video of him. In the video, Han Ziyu's flying sword cut through the sky, then he jumped up and landed steadily on the sword. At this time, he suddenly said,""Brother, hurry up and farm 666!"
Alright then!
Han Ziyu admitted that she was overthinking things.
Immortal cultivation must not be rustic, it must be elegant! Han Ziyu thought to herself.
In fact, the organization had decided to pay a certain amount of attention to Han Ziyu's personal image as the future Palace Lord. As the representative of the new generation of cultivators, Han Ziyu's significance far exceeded his own.
As a result, the dazed Han Ziyu was stuffed into a car by Duan Tianya.
The car sped all the way out of the military region and arrived at a courtyard house.
As soon as they got out of the car, a few makeup team members from a certain production team hurriedly pushed Han Ziyu into the house.
Three hours later, it was already late at night. Han Ziyu walked out with long black hair and a white crescent-shaped robe. She looked like a fairy from a painting.
"Your skin is really good. You don't even need the top-notch cosmetics and skincare products that you prepared!”
"This figure, this appearance, this temperament. If he were to film a Xianxia drama, he would definitely beat those young hunks on the market!”
"Little brother, do you want to take on the advertisement? The quantity is high and the price is high. Even if you stand still and let us shoot, it's fine!”
Han Ziyu felt a chill run down her spine as she heard the chattering of the image design team. She quickly got into the car and left.
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It had been ten days since Zhou Mingkai had participated in this completely confusing "Tinder Special Training Class".
He rubbed his temples and looked at the questions on the test paper in front of him. He felt that all the books he had studied for the past twenty years were completely useless.
Fortunately, this was an open-book exam.
Zhou Mingkai touched the reference book on the table and skillfully flipped to the corresponding page. Looking at the half-understood gaze on it, he looked for the notes he had left with a pen and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Zhou Mingkai closed the reference book and started writing the answers on the test paper.
However, the process did not go smoothly. After writing two lines, he felt a headache again. He had no choice but to open the reference book again.
After a while, Zhou Mingkai closed the reference book weakly, and the words on the cover came into his eyes-The Classic of the Chinese Court!
There was also a row of small words at the bottom,"New Annotated Version of the Daoist Palace".
Zhou Mingkai didn't know what kind of organization the Taoist Palace was or which unit it belonged to, but judging from the book's title and content, it must be a religious unit.
As for the deeper level, he did not think about it. He only wanted to know that he had spent more than twenty years to cultivate himself into a firm materialist, but now he had to learn the knowledge of idealism. Was this karma?
Zhou Mingkai couldn't help but look at the students around him, only to find that most of them were just like him, scratching their heads. It made him feel as if he had returned to his high school class.
Of course, there was no lack of a small number of people who were gifted. They could comprehend certain knowledge points very quickly. At first glance, they had an astonishing comprehension.
Anyway, Zhou Mingkai, like most people, was not in this category.
An hour and a half later, Zhou Mingkai had barely written down the paper. As for how well he answered, he was completely unsure. He only thought about the knowledge he had learned in the past ten days and felt that his mind was a mess.
Just as he was about to hand in his paper, their instructor, Wang Hu, walked in wearing a camouflage training uniform. His gaze was as usual. Just a casual glance could cause the temperature in the air to plummet.
"The instructor is still as terrifying as ever. I just don't know how strong he is.”
Zhou Mingkai thought silently.
He knew that Wang Hu was once the captain of an operation team somewhere and was also a scout. His skills were definitely not weak. Just by looking at his aura, it was obvious that he had killed countless people to accumulate it.
Wang Hu walked up to the podium and said,"Everyone, hand in your papers now!"
It was unlike the classes in school, where everyone had to stop writing since they had to hand in their papers.
No one dared to hesitate. Even if the test papers were not finished, no one would take any chances. The last person in charge of a certain unit who had done so had been kicked out of the special training program. It was said that his original position had been demoted again and again, and he had finally become a peripheral figure.
The group of students handed their papers to the podium in an orderly manner, then sat back in their seats silently, looking straight at Wang Hu.
Wang Hu didn't even look at the test paper. He said with a hint of joy,
"You guys are in luck. The Chief Instructor is free and has decided to give you guys a lesson at the last minute.”
As soon as Wang Hu finished speaking, many students looked at the door and saw a handsome young man wearing a crescent-moon-colored robe with long black hair that reached his shoulders. He had an extraordinary temperament and walked up to the podium.
"Could this be a movie or TV series?”
In an instant, this thought appeared in everyone's mind.
However, they still clapped their hands instinctively, and the clapping resounded throughout the classroom.
Even if they had doubts and doubts in their hearts, no one present was stupid. No one would be so stupid as to stand up and question someone now, and no one would really know someone based on their appearance.
If he did, he wouldn't be worthy of sitting in this classroom.
Because of this, everyone's gaze was filled with curiosity, but they did not dare to underestimate or despise him.
On the other hand, the few special forces members who had followed Wang Ye on patrol missions in Shennongjia widened their eyes when they saw Han Ziyu.
No matter what, they would never forget that it was this mysterious expert who was about the same age as them. He was dressed in white and his whereabouts were difficult to determine. However, he was like an immortal in a novel who could unleash lightning with a single finger!
"It really is Instructor Han!"
These people were certain in their hearts. Through Wang Ye, they had long yearned for Instructor Han.
Now that Han Ziyu had appeared, they were even more excited. Some of the other students were confused as to how their classmates had changed so quickly.
The next moment, Han Ziyu slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of clear black and white eyes. There seemed to be a faint starlight in her pupils, like the calm surface of an ancient well.
However, as Han Ziyu's gaze swept over them, everyone felt a huge wave of shock sweep over them!
(When I woke up, I looked at the data. Flowers needed more than 1,000 more votes to add more updates, monthly votes needed more than 10, and evaluation votes needed more than 200. I heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.）
(Every time an author updates a chapter, it is done within 12 hours of the chapter being updated. Basically, it is done on the same day. That is why I say that this batch of readers is really not good enough. The author just wants to add an update, is it so difficult?）
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