Chapter 1115: 1115: The Power of Live Streaming

Minutes and seconds flowed like a stream, and the little faces of Didier, Camus, and Jackson gradually became solemn, and sweat fell from their foreheads from time to time.

The other three were even more unbearable, with expressions of despair on their faces.

Only Dodo is more than capable.

When it was almost noon, Dodo was the first to stand up, full of relief, and said: "Teacher, I have finished. Although the topic is difficult and the work is tiring, after finishing it, I found that the magic formula and the spell model are very important." The understanding is really deep again!"

With her emotions relaxed, she was not as dull and dull as usual, and she had a touch of youthfulness that she should have at this age?

Aslan put down the book in his hand, took it over and looked at it, and pointed out a few places that were not rigorous enough. Then Didier and Jackson finished finishing at about the same time. They both heaved a long sigh of relief and took the blank paper Hand it to Aslan: "Teacher, through practice, we have indeed mastered it better."

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw each other's relaxation. At least they could still complete the exercises.

Camus only completed two-thirds, and Dyne, Esma, and Mickey only completed a little more than one-third. Feeling Aslan's gaze, the four of them lowered their heads at the same time.

Didyal asked: "Teacher, do you want to go to the restaurant for lunch?"

Aslan said with the gentlest and most handsome smile: "It's good to be able to understand and master deeply, but this level is far from enough. You can continue to practice after lunch! This time, I will also assist Camus and the others to complete it together. It’s not borrowing them to copy, but I want them to fully understand and grasp it, and I will conduct spot checks and assessments on time.”

After Aslan finished speaking, he took out another stack of white paper from behind. Dodo, Didier and Jackson's faces turned pale, and they seemed to see the devil's smile in a trance.

Nuomili also started to do exercises. Compared with Duoduo and the others, Nuomili's basic knowledge of magic is quite rich, but it is only limited to magisters. Although forbidden spell magic can be cast, the casting time and power are far inferior to those from the professional class Magister.

After a day of study, she also found it interesting, especially the sea of ​​questions tactics, which allowed her to learn a lot of knowledge that she could not understand before.

"Are you very interested?"

Aslan looked at Nuo Mili who was devoting himself to answering the questions, and asked puzzledly.

Nomiri put down the pen in his hand, and said as a matter of course: "Many half-understood magic in the past, after a series of answering questions, I gradually understand it. This kind of learning is enough to improve my magic combat power."

Aslan nodded and said, "During this time, I will leave the lessons for these children to you, and I will go back first."

It just so happens that someone helps supervise their homework, so why not.

Nomiri's magic knowledge is weak among the magisters, and it is generally better than the great magisters. It is enough to teach a few intermediate and high-level magicians.

Aslan also left a lot of learning content for Nomiri, from easy to difficult, enough for her to learn the great magister in one go, but after entering the course of the great magister, it is estimated that Nomiri will not be able to complete the self-study.

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The next two days of negotiations were all nonsense. Before the negotiating team reached a result, the Four Emperors Summit would not make further progress.

In the end, the four emperors sat in the great hall by themselves, looking at the documents or novels they brought, not talking about serious matters at all, but the staff of the live broadcast of the Empire Magic Station couldn’t be dealt with, they couldn’t Broadcast the current appearance of the four heads of state!

Even if their director is Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Finally, a live broadcast of the negotiating team was issued in Gwennaville.

The person in charge, Ledhill, couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The live broadcast team had just entered the negotiating hall, and the members of the negotiating team from the Maxim Empire and the Melox Empire fell silent instantly. They all turned their heads to look at Ledhill who came in.

The image of the people on both sides of the negotiating team was so speechless that Ledhill didn't know who to say hello to.

Several negotiating groups hugged each other. If it wasn't for seeing their bruises and faces, Leadhill would have thought they were having sex.

The other people were covered with stains of various colors, and the table was also a mess. It was obvious that the two sides had just attacked each other with the 'hidden weapons' on the table.

This is different from the verbal war that Ledhill expected. Both sides are elites from various countries. They should not rely on the advantages of the empire and persuade each other with wisdom.

If Gwenaville heard what was going on in Ledhill's mind, he would just scoff, and finally made a naive comment.

Negotiation is a matter of mutual compromise and concession in an environment where no compromise is possible.

But in front of the country, every small concession may bring huge loss of benefits to the empire.

Those representatives who signed unequal treaties for the survival of the country in history, even after hundreds of years, they are still nailed to the pillar of shame in the history books.

No matter how historians later eluted them, saying that it was a helpless choice at that time was the only choice.

Still can't wash away their shame in history, unless they want to be traitors wholeheartedly, so at the negotiating table, the two sides must not give an inch. .

In the previous life, members of the parliaments of various countries on the earth couldn't help but fight when they quarreled to the limit.

In front of Gwenaville, this kind of thing couldn't be more normal.

"Are you going to broadcast live?"

Balier, the head of the Melox Empire negotiating team, is one of Wilson's favorite students and has always been his right-hand man. This time, the negotiation between the two countries is both a responsibility and an achievement.

As long as he successfully wins the negotiation, Balier will go one step further and become one of the ministers of the empire.

Redhill nodded instinctively.

Balier took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, I hope everyone will be more restrained next time. This time it will be a national live broadcast. I believe that the live broadcast content will also be taken back to Maxim and spread by your country's video. Next, our actions will represent the face of their respective countries."

Dumlai, the representative of the Maxim Empire, nodded and waved his hands to let his own people cooperate to clean up the mess.

After Balier finished speaking, the originally chaotic negotiation hall quickly returned to its original state, the chairs scattered on the ground quickly returned to their places, and the ink and tea on the ground were wiped clean with the torn coat on their bodies.

In less than ten minutes, the messy negotiation hall had returned to its original state, and many representatives rushed to the next room to change into clean clothes.

All kinds of tea are also on the table again.

Redhill watched all this dumbfounded.

When Balier came out after changing his clothes, he looked at Ledhill who was still in a daze, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Reporter, we are ready and we can broadcast live."