Zuo Xiaoduo: "..."
He was stunned, but still forced a smile: "I firmly support Teacher Qin's teaching, and unswervingly implement Teacher Qin's line of principles and policies… I… "
Qin Fangyang seemingly said politely: "Haiz, it has nothing to do with that. For every new student, the instructor will evaluate the student's martial arts level, so that he can teach in accordance with his aptitude. Come come, let me evaluate your current level of combat power."
...
After a short while, Zuo Xiaoduo had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He limped over and sat on the last futon of Ninth Class, feeling as though all his bones had been removed and relocated.
Qin Fangyang's fists were heavy and fierce, and Zuo Xiaoduo felt that he had been stomped over by a rhino.
Throughout the class, the other thirty-five students were no longer speechless. They started laughing, shrugging their shoulders and it went on for a long time.
Qin Fangyang stood on the podium, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo from a distance, and said: "Zuo Xiaoduo, I wonder what your thoughts are now? Can you predict what I am thinking of now? Just freely say what you want and express your mind!"
The classmates held back their laughter even harder.
Zuo Xiaoduo stood up and said respectfully: "I am now deeply admiring Teacher Qin’s cultivation base. Teacher Qin is able to comfortably control the strength of his fists. It hurts and my whole body is swelling but this is without affecting my activities. Even though my eyes are swollen, but there is still a gap to see things. Your student, I, admire you very much."
Qin Fangyang smiled faintly: "I think there will be more and more opportunities for your admiration. This is what your teacher should do."
Zuo Xiaoduo's expression was bitter.
Roars of laughter.
Qin Fangyang said lightly: "Not only the teachers but also them, there will be many opportunities for your admiration."
Zuo Xiaoduo turned his head and looked at the students, and all of their eyes were filled with a strong will to fight.
"In the martial apprentice class or any grade of the above classes, as long as you are a martial arts practitioner, what you have to face every day is not only cultivation but also combat."
"Zuo Xiaoduo, you are now in the last place in our class and you also get the worst cultivation position in the Ninth Class. And this cultivation position is determined by your cultivation level."
Qin Fangyang said: "Every day there will be an inter-class competition, every week there will be a ranking. Based on your ranking, that would be where your seat is at."
"Zuo Xiaoduo, can you fight your way up?"
Qin Fangyang smiled lightly, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo, his eyes revealed infinite pressure.
Thirty-five young students turned their heads at the same time, and they all looked towards Zuo Xiaoduo mockingly, but their eyes were firm, they were neither malicious nor hostile.
Zuo Xiaoduo was dumbfounded and said with a smile: "If you guys need it, I can read your physiognomy and give you some pointers, we can talk about life, ideals, as well as visions for the future and love aspirations… As for fighting, it's a terrible scene."
Next to him, the little fat boy who just spoke looked sideways at him, his eyes full of sympathy, and said: "Hello Big Brother Zuo. You are welcome to replace me as the sandbag for the whole class."
Zuo Xiaoduo only just realized.
This little fat boy was not fat at all.
The reason why he looks fat is that his whole body was swollen from being beaten!
"So cruel!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was surprised.
In front, the first row, the first seat, was a thin young man who ranked first in the class. He turned his head to look at Zuo Xiaoduo, and said lightly: "Isn't this exactly what you want?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was taken aback.
Soon after, the girl who was ranked second only to the boy in front also smiled coldly and said quietly: "I entered this class this semester, there was someone who planned to do the same thing as you. As soon as he entered the door, he put in a lot of effort to put on a show. His intention was to anger everyone in the class and use the hostility of the class to gain more competition opportunities to learn, improve his own cultivation and elevate his combat experience."
The girl smiled: "The protagonist's routine from a novel."
Zuo Xiaoduo: "???"
Was my attempt so obvious? Was I exposed when I had just started?
How am I supposed to act tough? I already set my routines in the future according to the novel… what a failure.
How embarrassing.
Upon hearing what the girl said, the little fat boy near Zuo Xiaoduo deeply lowered his head.
Obviously, the “someone” who this girl was referring to was likely this man.
The girl who was talking was neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short, neither pretty nor ugly, but she was full of an unusually sharp aura, full of heroism, and had a sassy demeanor. After a pause, she said, "The someone I'm talking about, is the one beside you. The 35th place, Li Chenglong who is sitting next to you. He was the same as you. He was targeted to death when he comes in. Haha."
"We lived up to his trust, we did not ignore his needs, and did our best to fulfill his wish! That's why he remains in the thirty-fifth position and his wish is fulfilled several times every day… And your words and deeds have successfully attracted our attention. You, are now our new target!"
The little fat boy, Li Chenglong looked upset, raised his head, his lips wriggled twice, and finally lowered his head in embarrassment.
Followingly, there was a burst of low laughter from the whole class.
The girl raised her head and faced Zuo Xiaoduo and said: "Student Zuo Xiaoduo, my name is Wan Lixiu. You must remember me because you will hate me very much for a long time. After all, as soon as I am finished with my words, your nightmare will officially start."
She smiled lightly and said, "Although I will not believe in the ‘heaven secret sect’ you mentioned. But this does not prevent me from focusing on taking care of you in the future. Are you looking forward to it?!"
Wan Lixiu sat down before she was finished speaking.
The young man on the left side of Wan Lixiu did not stand up, but turned his face sideways, and said, "Student Zuo Xiaoduo, my name is Long Yusheng. But you don’t have to remember it because you will never have the chance to fight me. In about two months’ time, I will skip grades to the martial artist cultivation class. With your current strength, it would be impossible to be internally promoted to the level of challenging me within the two-month time limit."
A cold smile appeared on his handsome side face and said: "But you don’t need to be too disappointed, because I am different from Wan Lixiu. I believe you are able to read people’s physiognomy, so I will look for you to read my face every day and take care of your hobbies; but if you read it wrong even once, I will compete with you and advise you like Teacher Qin."
"As for the other people, see whoever is willing, to let you have the opportunity to step on them to surpass their ranks, each by chance. In an hour, it's time for today's competition… "
Long Yusheng said proudly: "Zuo Xiaoduo, today, it will be very unforgettable for you, I sincerely agree with Wan Lixiu's statement!"
Zuo Xiaoduo didn't think much of it and said calmly: "I am looking forward to the upcoming competition, but I don't believe that it will be a nightmare. Not till that extent, not till such extent.”
Long Yusheng smiled and turned back.
Zuo Xiaoduo took a light breath, and his heart started feeling heavier. Presently, this is almost completely different from his own set plan. Although the set goal is achieved, it was not in the way he had imagined.
"In novels, the protagonist always attracts hatred from a fixed place. The classmates would hold a hostile attitude and then rallied to attack him. It was all part of the protagonist's plans that the things that helped the protagonist practice and cultivate. But none of it had happened.”
"Obviously none of the classmates I have met are stupid. Everyone has IQ… "
"Hey, how can there be mediocre students who can surpass ordinary people that are able to enter the martial apprentice cultivation class!"
"Sure enough, the things in the novels cannot be trusted."
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered to himself.
After a moment of surging thoughts, he greatly felt that his actions earlier were just before he had made a fool of himself. Even though he achieved his goal of being besieged by the whole class, but… it seemed as though he did not follow his established policy.
Because it was originally the rule of ‘survival of the fittest, and as for the malice of the classmates towards him, there was almost none.
"At most, his character is a little annoying… "
Zuo Xiaoduo thought to himself: "But the character I have shown should be even more annoying… "
With a swollen face, he murmured: "If you hate me then I have nothing to worry about. I'm really afraid of being entangled by female classmates. We martial arts practitioners should bravely go forward and climb the peaks of martial arts. How can we have time to pick up girls or get picked up by girls?… "
The ears of the female classmates in front moved, and they swept over him with contemptuous eyes.
Don't know who was it who said in a low voice: "Such thick skin… Haiz… "
Zuo Xiaoduo: "..."
He was stunned, but still forced a smile: "I firmly support Teacher Qin's teaching, and unswervingly implement Teacher Qin's line of principles and policies… I… "
Qin Fangyang seemingly said politely: "Haiz, it has nothing to do with that. For every new student, the instructor will evaluate the student's martial arts level, so that he can teach in accordance with his aptitude. Come come, let me evaluate your current level of combat power."
...
After a short while, Zuo Xiaoduo had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He limped over and sat on the last futon of Ninth Class, feeling as though all his bones had been removed and relocated.
Qin Fangyang's fists were heavy and fierce, and Zuo Xiaoduo felt that he had been stomped over by a rhino.
Throughout the class, the other thirty-five students were no longer speechless. They started laughing, shrugging their shoulders and it went on for a long time.
Qin Fangyang stood on the podium, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo from a distance, and said: "Zuo Xiaoduo, I wonder what your thoughts are now? Can you predict what I am thinking of now? Just freely say what you want and express your mind!"
The classmates held back their laughter even harder.
Zuo Xiaoduo stood up and said respectfully: "I am now deeply admiring Teacher Qin’s cultivation base. Teacher Qin is able to comfortably control the strength of his fists. It hurts and my whole body is swelling but this is without affecting my activities. Even though my eyes are swollen, but there is still a gap to see things. Your student, I, admire you very much."
Qin Fangyang smiled faintly: "I think there will be more and more opportunities for your admiration. This is what your teacher should do."
Zuo Xiaoduo's expression was bitter.
Roars of laughter.
Qin Fangyang said lightly: "Not only the teachers but also them, there will be many opportunities for your admiration."
Zuo Xiaoduo turned his head and looked at the students, and all of their eyes were filled with a strong will to fight.
"In the martial apprentice class or any grade of the above classes, as long as you are a martial arts practitioner, what you have to face every day is not only cultivation but also combat."
"Zuo Xiaoduo, you are now in the last place in our class and you also get the worst cultivation position in the Ninth Class. And this cultivation position is determined by your cultivation level."
Qin Fangyang said: "Every day there will be an inter-class competition, every week there will be a ranking. Based on your ranking, that would be where your seat is at."
"Zuo Xiaoduo, can you fight your way up?"
Qin Fangyang smiled lightly, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo, his eyes revealed infinite pressure.
Thirty-five young students turned their heads at the same time, and they all looked towards Zuo Xiaoduo mockingly, but their eyes were firm, they were neither malicious nor hostile.
Zuo Xiaoduo was dumbfounded and said with a smile: "If you guys need it, I can read your physiognomy and give you some pointers, we can talk about life, ideals, as well as visions for the future and love aspirations… As for fighting, it's a terrible scene."
Next to him, the little fat boy who just spoke looked sideways at him, his eyes full of sympathy, and said: "Hello Big Brother Zuo. You are welcome to replace me as the sandbag for the whole class."
Zuo Xiaoduo only just realized.
This little fat boy was not fat at all.
The reason why he looks fat is that his whole body was swollen from being beaten!
"So cruel!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was surprised.
In front, the first row, the first seat, was a thin young man who ranked first in the class. He turned his head to look at Zuo Xiaoduo, and said lightly: "Isn't this exactly what you want?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was taken aback.
Soon after, the girl who was ranked second only to the boy in front also smiled coldly and said quietly: "I entered this class this semester, there was someone who planned to do the same thing as you. As soon as he entered the door, he put in a lot of effort to put on a show. His intention was to anger everyone in the class and use the hostility of the class to gain more competition opportunities to learn, improve his own cultivation and elevate his combat experience."
The girl smiled: "The protagonist's routine from a novel."
Zuo Xiaoduo: "???"
Was my attempt so obvious? Was I exposed when I had just started?
How am I supposed to act tough? I already set my routines in the future according to the novel… what a failure.
How embarrassing.
Upon hearing what the girl said, the little fat boy near Zuo Xiaoduo deeply lowered his head.
Obviously, the “someone” who this girl was referring to was likely this man.
The girl who was talking was neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short, neither pretty nor ugly, but she was full of an unusually sharp aura, full of heroism, and had a sassy demeanor. After a pause, she said, "The someone I'm talking about, is the one beside you. The 35th place, Li Chenglong who is sitting next to you. He was the same as you. He was targeted to death when he comes in. Haha."
"We lived up to his trust, we did not ignore his needs, and did our best to fulfill his wish! That's why he remains in the thirty-fifth position and his wish is fulfilled several times every day… And your words and deeds have successfully attracted our attention. You, are now our new target!"
The little fat boy, Li Chenglong looked upset, raised his head, his lips wriggled twice, and finally lowered his head in embarrassment.
Followingly, there was a burst of low laughter from the whole class.
The girl raised her head and faced Zuo Xiaoduo and said: "Student Zuo Xiaoduo, my name is Wan Lixiu. You must remember me because you will hate me very much for a long time. After all, as soon as I am finished with my words, your nightmare will officially start."
She smiled lightly and said, "Although I will not believe in the ‘heaven secret sect’ you mentioned. But this does not prevent me from focusing on taking care of you in the future. Are you looking forward to it?!"
Wan Lixiu sat down before she was finished speaking.
The young man on the left side of Wan Lixiu did not stand up, but turned his face sideways, and said, "Student Zuo Xiaoduo, my name is Long Yusheng. But you don’t have to remember it because you will never have the chance to fight me. In about two months’ time, I will skip grades to the martial artist cultivation class. With your current strength, it would be impossible to be internally promoted to the level of challenging me within the two-month time limit."
A cold smile appeared on his handsome side face and said: "But you don’t need to be too disappointed, because I am different from Wan Lixiu. I believe you are able to read people’s physiognomy, so I will look for you to read my face every day and take care of your hobbies; but if you read it wrong even once, I will compete with you and advise you like Teacher Qin."
"As for the other people, see whoever is willing, to let you have the opportunity to step on them to surpass their ranks, each by chance. In an hour, it's time for today's competition… "
Long Yusheng said proudly: "Zuo Xiaoduo, today, it will be very unforgettable for you, I sincerely agree with Wan Lixiu's statement!"
Zuo Xiaoduo didn't think much of it and said calmly: "I am looking forward to the upcoming competition, but I don't believe that it will be a nightmare. Not till that extent, not till such extent.”
Long Yusheng smiled and turned back.
Zuo Xiaoduo took a light breath, and his heart started feeling heavier. Presently, this is almost completely different from his own set plan. Although the set goal is achieved, it was not in the way he had imagined.
"In novels, the protagonist always attracts hatred from a fixed place. The classmates would hold a hostile attitude and then rallied to attack him. It was all part of the protagonist's plans that the things that helped the protagonist practice and cultivate. But none of it had happened.”
"Obviously none of the classmates I have met are stupid. Everyone has IQ… "
"Hey, how can there be mediocre students who can surpass ordinary people that are able to enter the martial apprentice cultivation class!"
"Sure enough, the things in the novels cannot be trusted."
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered to himself.
After a moment of surging thoughts, he greatly felt that his actions earlier were just before he had made a fool of himself. Even though he achieved his goal of being besieged by the whole class, but… it seemed as though he did not follow his established policy.
Because it was originally the rule of ‘survival of the fittest, and as for the malice of the classmates towards him, there was almost none.
"At most, his character is a little annoying… "
Zuo Xiaoduo thought to himself: "But the character I have shown should be even more annoying… "
With a swollen face, he murmured: "If you hate me then I have nothing to worry about. I'm really afraid of being entangled by female classmates. We martial arts practitioners should bravely go forward and climb the peaks of martial arts. How can we have time to pick up girls or get picked up by girls?… "
The ears of the female classmates in front moved, and they swept over him with contemptuous eyes.
Don't know who was it who said in a low voice: "Such thick skin… Haiz… "
