Because the information shows that this No. 909 freshman is neither from the military compound, nor is he a child of a rich family, and he is not even a mutant.

Not only that, but the column of this child's college entrance examination results was actually pasted, what does this mean?

Sun Tongguang had obviously read this information, and hurriedly smiled bitterly: "Yes, this child is a little special, so he needs a teacher like you to treat him specially." ”

"It's not fair to other children!" Lu Menglan frowned, a little displeased.

If the military specially invited themselves for the sake of this child, then this battle would be too exaggerated! Whose child is this? Is it the head of state? Lu Menglan has always disliked this kind of thing, and he is still less willing to participate in this kind of unfairness, after all, he doesn't need to beg for help, and he doesn't need to look at anyone's face.

"Teacher Lu, you misunderstood! Not what you think! This child is from a very ordinary background, he is an orphan and was picked up from the mountains. The reason why the military attaches great importance to him and summons him to school from a special channel is entirely because of his amazing talent! You know it when you see this kid. Sun Tongguang didn't expect this Teacher Lu to be so vicious, and hurriedly explained.

"Okay, I see, is there anything else to explain?" Lu Menglan's brows stretched a little, and he said lightly.

Director Sun nodded, and hurriedly said: "The teacher's dormitory has been arranged for you, I am the teaching director of Beiwu, if you need anything in the future, just look for me." I don't have any other requirements, just one thought, I hope you can teach these children well, so that they can all be successful. ”

"Okay!" Lu Menglu replied very dryly.

With the dormitory key, Lu Menglu came to the teacher's dormitory assigned to him, an independent single room with a kitchen and toilet, which was fully equipped with household appliances, although the sparrow was small, it was complete.

Early the next morning, Lu Menglu came to the door of the classroom of the sixteenth class of martial arts freshmen with his empty hands.

There are three classes in the martial arts class of Beiwu University, namely the eleventh, fourteenth and sixteenth classes, with a total of one hundred and four martial arts students, with an average of more than 30 people in each class.

Lu Menglan is the head teacher of the sixteenth class, and is also responsible for the teaching of national arts to the martial arts students in the school.

When I walked to the door of the classroom, I heard laughter inside, and it was a lively scene.

Those who can be admitted to Beiwu University are all the pride of the sky, and the children who can enter the martial arts department are the elite among the pride of the sky, both civil and military, and have a great future.

When Lu Menglu walked into the door of the classroom, the noise inside did not stop, and the martial arts students in the class didn't seem to care who came in.

At most, when a few girls saw Lu Menglan, they couldn't help but be a little surprised, thinking that how could this new boy look so good-looking, and he was even more chattering for a while.

Lu Menglu walked to the podium at the front of the classroom, picked up the chalk on the podium, and wrote a vigorous and powerful word "Lu" on the blackboard.

Maybe his actions were too flamboyant, or maybe the word was really written very chicly, and there was an invisible domineering between the strokes, so the martial arts students in the class all stopped moving and stared at him intently.

"I am your homeroom teacher, my surname is Lu, you will call me Teacher Lu in the future!" Lu Menglan said in an extraordinarily calm tone.

Before the words fell, the classroom suddenly chattered.

"What? He's a teacher, how can there be such a young teacher, fooling people!" the boy sitting in the front row laughed with his head held high.

"This kid is very bold, but he doesn't know what his strength is!" another boy echoed.

"Our homeroom teacher

It's handsome!!" The girl said that.

"Do you want to bet on whether he is the teacher of our class?" and some people took the opportunity to shout for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Bet on it, bet on it, do you want to be a banker? Be careful to lose your pants! The momentum is good, I bet on him!" Someone else laughed.

It seems that the teaching atmosphere of the martial arts class is very different from other majors, although all of them here are freshmen, the kind that just came to the school to report, but these children have no sense of awe at all, perhaps because of their young age, they have mastered the power because of mutation, and have gained strong self-confidence.

Unfortunately, the Wei Xiaoxing I saw during yesterday's admission report was also in class 16.

When this kid saw Lu Menglan, he immediately shrunk his neck in fright, thinking to himself, isn't this guy a teacher who teaches Chinese arts? Why did he become the head teacher of our class? Bumped into his hand again, it was really unlucky!

However, Wei Xiaoxing, this kid is wilted and wilted, knowing that this Teacher Lu is the real head teacher, but he still wants to take advantage of the fact that others don't know this information, make a time difference, and make a small pit.

So, Wei Xiaoxing secretly smiled at the two classmates who were opening a bet: "I saw him at the registration point yesterday, and when he passed the door, there was no light. ”

"Really?" The one who set up the gambling game was a power-type mutant boy, who looked like a tiger with a bear's waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and when he heard this, his eyes immediately widened.

"I've seen it with my own eyes, and I've spoken a few words to him. Wei Xiaoxing nodded very seriously.

The power-type mutant boy slammed the table and shouted in the direction of the podium, "Call you a hammer! You said you are the head teacher, come out with some skills!"

"Yes! Yes! If you want to be the head teacher of the martial arts class, you can't do it without some unique skills, hurry up! Play two tricks for us to see!"

"That's right! The head teacher of the martial arts class must be very powerful, but you don't look powerful at all! Little brother!" Even the girls under the podium began to make a fuss.

Sure enough, they are students in the martial arts class, and none of them are fuel-efficient lamps! They should have been used to it in high school, and they will not be honest because they are newly enrolled.

In the final analysis, times have changed! These students all have strength and abilities beyond ordinary people, how can they be willing to be managed by the weak?

"Wei Xiaoxing, you come up!" Lu Menglan listened to the chaotic voices in the classroom, looked at the unconvinced naïve faces in front of him, and shouted in a deep voice.

Wei Xiaoxing never dreamed that that guy actually remembered his name, and he also called himself up in public?

What did he want to do? Could it be that he was going to cut me down? My mother! This is the blood mold that has been poured for eight lifetimes! It was only when I met that mourning star that I knew I shouldn't have gone out yesterday!

Wei Xiaoxing had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but his body stood up very honestly and walked honestly in the direction of the podium.

As soon as he moved, the voices in the classroom suddenly fell silent.

Although it was just the beginning of the school year, the students were not too familiar with each other, but everyone already had a basic judgment about each other.

This Wei Xiaoxing has a very active personality, and as soon as he arrives in the class, he goes around bragging about his mutation level, but he is a ruthless character who lit up three stars when he signed up for the metal door!

This Wei Xiaoxing, whose concentration of red mist in his body has broken five, and his qualifications are infinitely close to that of a middle-level mutant, and the guy who can rank in the top five in class sixteen in terms of strength, actually walked onto the podium very obediently, is he so honest?

"Go, block the back door, don't let it

Anyone in and out. Lu Menglan tilted his head and commanded.

"What, what's the situation?" Wei Xiaoxing was stunned for a moment, and blurted out.

"You don't understand, do you want me to repeat it again?" Lu Menglan made a gesture and kicked his legs, which frightened Wei Xiaoxing's scalp for a while, and he quickly turned his head and ran, and ran to the back door of the classroom in one breath, with his back against the door panel, with a frightened look.

"What's going on?" the other students in the classroom were all stunned, feeling a little confused by the second monk.

In the corner near the back door, there was a small freshman sleeping on the table, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly, and he didn't look like he wanted to heck with his classmates at all.

Wei Xiaoxing stood behind the sleeping buddy, with a wry smile on his face, blocking the back door.

At this time, Lu Menglan on the podium said with a smile: "Students, please be quiet! The following is the first lesson of my teaching, convincing people with virtue!"

"What the hell? What is he talking nonsense?"

"Convince people with virtue? Where is virtue? Shouldn't it be that we should read the scriptures and learn to be human beings?"

"Is he an idiot? Good man, he's crazy!"

Hearing that the classroom was boiling again, Lu Menglu shrugged his shoulders indifferently, showed a mysterious smile, and said, "Oh? You don't want to learn to convince people with virtue? Okay, then teach you another wise saying first, fists are the last word! I'm going to beat you now, you can fight back casually! Ten seconds later, if someone can stand and walk out of this classroom, I'll give him a credit!"

As soon as Lu Menglan's words came out, the classroom was completely boiling, and everyone was crazy, and they stared at the guy on the podium with a foolish look.

And then...... And then they were beaten!

I saw Lu Meng's figure swaying slightly, as if turning into an afterimage, starting from the first row of the first group, with a slight stretch of his hand, he pressed a martial arts student into the desk with his books.

The desks in the first row were easily torn apart, and the student who had been smiling the most sat on the ground, and the whole person was confused.

Of course, Lu Menglu kept his hand, otherwise, with just this one press, the other party would even lose his life.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped the second one again, this martial arts student has good skills, he should have actual combat experience, and he jumped up all of a sudden, but unfortunately before he jumped to the highest point, he was pressed by a big slap, and the whole person was trapped in the desk.

"Let's go together!" The power-type mutant student in the third row roared as he swung his fist at Lu Mengscale.

Behind him, the three auxiliary mutant students exerted their respective abilities at the same time, some blessed the strength classmates, and some directly attacked Lu Menglu with their own spiritual power.

The strength-type student in the third row only felt that his body was light, and he felt the blessing of the auxiliary mutant, and his courage suddenly increased greatly, and he slammed his palm towards Lu Menglu.

His strength is far better than that of ordinary people, even the boxing champion among ordinary people is not as strong as his, and he is full of confidence in this punch to force the opponent to stop.

As soon as you stop, the students behind you will swarm and kill this arrogant guy!

In the face of this fist that was getting bigger and bigger, Lu Menglu unceremoniously punched it and slammed it with the fist of this strength student.

Boom, the power-type mutant who had already been blessed by the auxiliary was blasted out by Lu Menglan's casual punch.

Hell, he is not a level player at all, in front of the power of Lu Mengscale's fists, this classmate is like a little baby facing the coming hurricane, and he has no power to fight back at all.