The fat man came to the playground of the school's main stadium, and saw a white-bearded old man standing on the rostrum, and suddenly felt even more demonic.

Because this old man is the only vice principal of the school, his name is Li Wanghai, 114 years old, D-level high, and his cultivation is even higher than that of the principal Jin Shanhe.

The president and vice president are all busy people, and at the end of the semester, it is rare to show up three or two times, and the appearance of Li Wanghai, the fat man has reason to believe that he is running for himself.

On the playground, the visitors stood according to the positions of each class, with solemn faces and silence.

At 7:30 a.m., the four flag guards each held a corner of the "Tenglong Flag", stepped on the right step, and came to the national flagpole.

In the passionate national anthem, the main flag bearer raised the dragon flag to the top with the rhythm of the music, and then the five people stepped forward and left the flag-raising platform meticulously.

The whole process was solemn and solemn, on the playground, led by the head teachers of each class, everyone stood straight, and no one dared to behave frivolously.

Compared to foreign countries that have been more or less plagued by demonic beasts, the Dragon Kingdom is the most peaceful.

Only when there is a country can there be a home, and the students still have this patriotism and pride.

When the aftermath of the national anthem fell, Li Wanghai walked to the front of the rostrum and said into the microphone: "Teachers, students, you must be very curious, today is not a special day, why did I, a bad old man who likes to be lazy and slippery, and never see people all year round, appear here." ”

"Because-our 8th branch has a martial arts master, a martial arts master who is less than 21 and a half years old, as for his identity, the sophomore teachers and students should have known it last night, and those who are well-informed may have heard of it, so I won't go into details. ”

"Now, I invite Tu Qian, a student from the second class of the sophomore in economics, and Master Tu to come to the stage!"

It was close to 11 o'clock at the end of the game last night, and the news hadn't fermented much, Li Wanghai's voice fell, and the whole playground coaxed the fryer.

When the fat man walked to the rostrum with a shy face, Xu Xiaohui, the junior class 1, and the three male classmates in the same class, who had a dispute in the cafeteria of the Department of Finance, were like eating a dead mouse.

The four of them are all martial arts students, and they know that the word master is as thick as a mountain, and that realm is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and it is not at all something that the so-called genius can reach.

Master, it's a mountain that the four of them look up to.

Wandering the eyes, not to mention the eyes, is simply not saved.

recalled that in the cafeteria, he also scolded the harsh "dead fat pig", and the expressions on the faces of the four people were suddenly colorful and exciting.

The fat man was in front, and Jin Ziyan was dressed in a tightly wrapped formal suit, following behind.

Li Wanghai and the others stood beside him and said with a smile: "Master Tu, let's say hello to everyone." ”

"Principal Li, you're polite. ”

The fat man bowed to Li Wanghai, and then bowed to the audience, straightened up and said: "Hello everyone, my name is Tu Qian, Tu of Slaughter, Qian Qian, from the second class of the sophomore year of economics." ”

A simple self-introduction, thunderous applause on the playground, non-stop for a long time.

Especially the freshman juniors and sisters, their little hands are even swollen.

The third and fourth years are sparse in comparison.

There are pigs and dogs under Dacheng, but it's not a joke, it's the ultimate killer of Yue Duan's abuse.

Bai Chen avoided last year's annual competition, but he would never miss the Demon Capital Youth King Tournament, which will be released this year.

Originally, the sophomore was so far, unfathomable, it was enough of a headache, and now that a master has been added, all the juniors and seniors feel sympathetic and deeply disturbed.

People want face, trees want bark, and face is very important.

Especially the senior martial arts students who are about to graduate and enter the society, they don't want to leave, and they are counterattacked, abused, and disgraced.

"Students, let me tell you another good news, Master Tu has promised to teach openly to all teachers and students in the school, with a cap of 300 dragon coins for a single class!"

Jin Ziyan was ordinary at the microphone, and the applause was even more enthusiastic this time, and the martial arts students in the third and fourth years were also happy.

After listening to one of his classes, it was related to it, and nominally, he was a student.

If you step into society in the future, if you are abused, you can also pretend to be a backer and say, I am a student of Master Tu, a master who is less than 21 and a half years old, so I ask you if you are afraid?

Compared to this, the worries of the year competition are not worth mentioning at all.

Ordinary students slapped their hands even red.

What does that mean for all the teachers and students in the school?

Even ordinary students can go to the class and get involved in the teacher-student relationship, and no martial arts master in history has ever been so generous.

Although I will definitely not be able to learn fart when I go to the class, just thinking about it, all ordinary students feel sweet in their hearts.

Li Wanghai raised his hand to suppress the applause, took a scroll and a small red book from Jin Ziyan's hand, handed it to the fat man, and said: "Tu Qian, now, as the vice president, I officially hire you as the honorary tutor of the 8th branch of Modu University, responsible for guiding and teaching the teachers and students of the school Gu Wu, please accept the letter of appointment!"

Things, Jin Ziyan didn't hide it, he kept it in his hand, and the fat man had already found it, so he hesitated for a moment, and took it with a wry smile: "Thank you Principal Li and Elder Jin for your trust, I will definitely live up to my mission." ”

In his heart, the fat man couldn't help but feel a little distressed about Jin Ziyan.

The 8th branch, there was a demon in his freshman year last year, and he suddenly burst out with the power of the desolation in his body, not only did he jump two levels in a row, but even the qi machine suddenly crossed 10 meters and was promoted to the advanced level.

Then the wicked man went to a high place and went to the main school.

Jin Ziyan is afraid that people will run away, and he wants to use the letter of appointment to tie people to the 8th branch.

"Old man, I am 114 years old, 7 years old to practice martial arts so far, only a set of intermediate ancient martial arts into the realm of Dacheng, such as Collapse Mountain Boxing, such as high-level ancient martial arts, the fate of Dacheng, is really a talent from the country. ”

After Li Wanghai finished sighing, he suddenly bowed deeply to the fat man to show his respect for the master.

Jin Ziyan then bent over, meticulous.

In the entire playground, even instructors like Lin Lin and Xiao Wei, without exception, followed suit and bent down to salute at the same time.

Suddenly, the fat man felt that his shoulders were as heavy as a mountain, and with this bow, he knew his fate and was completely connected with this 8th branch.

Waiting for Li Wanghai to leave a little sluggishly, the fat man stepped down side by side with Jin Ziyan, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Ziyan, you are in such a hurry to expose me, lest the world not know, okay?"

"You are lonely and unheard of, in the eyes of those people with supreme ranks, Gu Wu is just an external means, and it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance. What people are afraid of and want to get rid of is only the level, and the terrifying potential displayed by high-level or top-level qi machines. Jin Ziyan explained cryptically.

The fat man nodded suddenly, and turned cautiously and tentatively: "What will happen if I refuse the offer just now?"

"It's okay to refuse, but if you dare to change jobs......" Jin Ziyan's gaze moved downward, his teeth were bared, and his face was dangerous.

The fat man unconsciously clamped his legs and sighed: "Sister Ziyan, I finally know why you are single until now." ”

"Ah, you think I'm not gentle enough......"

Jin Ziyan didn't finish speaking, and when he saw the fat man turn his head and run, he unconsciously added: "Actually, I can also be very gentle." ”

The Sequence Warrior had an extraordinary sense of hearing, and when the fat man heard this, he slipped faster.

Fat man, believe in you!