Chapter 441, the beginning of a more exciting story!

Suzaku Middle School. The best private middle school in Flower City. Not one of them.

September 10th, this is the festive day for new students to report on their intake.

One by one, the lucky ones who received the admission letter of Suzaku Middle School came to the school gate accompanied by their parents and families, and looked at the four scorching gold characters of 'Suzaku Middle School' hanging on the school gate with admiration or joy. After years of hard study, they finally entered the prestigious school of their dreams. The heart is sour, but he will not do anything like crying with joy. Because they've done it before.

Even the parents of the students can't help but stop walking in a hurry, stand beside their son or daughter, and sigh proudly, "The Suzaku Gate is not easy to enter."

All students know that being able to get into Suzaku High School is equivalent to stepping into the door of the university with one foot. As for the other foot, it is just a matter of thinking about which prestigious school to go to.

Suzaku Middle School has the strongest teachers, the most advanced hardware facilities and the most open and free learning atmosphere. There are no teachers here who will force you to study anything, they will only induce you to actively take an interest in a certain field.

You can write poems and paint, you can practice calligraphy. You can be proficient in a foreign language, you can delve into history or chess.

You can do what you want to do and show your passion for learning. Because you'll find that when you do these things that you love, you need a lot of knowledge to prepare. The deeper the love and the more thorough the research, the more you will feel weak and poor. You're like a hungry monster with its mouth open in the hope of swallowing all the knowledge into your stomach.

The new principal of Suzaku High School once said in the media: Every student is a treasure trove, and the teacher is the key to open this treasure trove. If the teacher treats himself as a treasure trove and the student as a storehouse for the transfer of property, then the wealth of the storehouse will become less and less, and finally it will be unbearable and pitiful.

Wearing white shirts, blue uniforms, and black ties, the senior brothers and sisters were busy in the crowd, diligently leading the new students to go through various procedures and introduce some relevant supporting settings and club information of the school.

"Our school has a literary club, and the famous writer Yanashita is the honorary president of our literary club, and the current president is the youth best-selling author Luo Yi-----"

"The standard of our school's Go club is quite high, and this year I went to the East on behalf of Huacheng to participate in the International Youth Go Competition, and won the first prize of the individual and the first prize of the team----- Oh, this is the second year that I have won the Grand Slam. ”

"The Tea Ceremony Club was set up by Senior Sister Qin Yitian----- Senior Sister Qin Yitian You know, right? What did the legendary figure of our Flower City ---- back then? Do you know Senior Sister Yitian? Then I don't need to introduce more, anyway, if you like the tea ceremony, you can sign up for the club---- not to mention anything else, the beauty of the tea ceremony club is the most temperamental-----

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A *** man in a black robe was at the gate of Suzaku Middle School, looking at the simple and healthy gate of Suzaku and was silent for a long time.

His eyes are clear and clean, and he is very easy to give people. But when you look at him with his eyes, you find that this pool of water is deep and boundless, and you accidentally fall into it and can't extricate yourself.

The beard on the chin is cleanly shaved, with only a pale cyan stubble remaining. His body stood straight, like a spear that would never bend, a pine and cypress that stood up to the sky.

This is a very contradictory personality, he has the demeanor and temperament of a young man, and has the vicissitudes of life as an adult. These two characteristics come together to make him a unique charm.

"Hey -----"

A crisp voice shouted behind him.

The man in the robe turned to look at a beautiful girl talking to him. The girl was wearing a white sportswear, a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet, a red duck spoon hat on her head, her face was flushed, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

At her feet was a HelloKitty suitcase, which should also be a freshman who came to Suzaku to report today.

"Are you talking to me?" the robed man asked, looking around, confused.

"Who else could I be talking to you?" the girl giggled. "There's no one else in front of me, so I'm talking to a ghost?"

"What's the matter?" the robed man asked with a silent smile.

"You're so weird. The girl said. "I've been staring at you, you've been staring at the gates of this school. You've been standing here for a long time, not saying a word, not moving----- what are you thinking?"

"I was standing here three years ago. The robed man said.

He was standing here three years ago, and he was in a happy mood and refreshed. Being bullied by a brutal and violent woman is already a big deal.

Three years later, things are not people.

"Three years ago? Oh, were you a student of Suzaku too? That's my senior. Senior, where are you studying at university now? I heard that Suzaku High School has scored very well in the college entrance examination in the past few years---- and there is a class that has been 100% admitted to a prestigious school, which shocked the entire education -----community at that time."

The man in the robe shook his head lightly and said with infinite remembrance: "I'm not a student. ”

"Not a student?"

"I'm a teacher at Suzaku High School. The robed man said.

"Huh?" the girl said with exaggerated eyes, "Aren't you? You're a teacher?

The girl thought to herself that it would be a lucky thing if there was such a handsome teacher in the school.

The robed man chuckled and did not speak.

"My name is Suki. And what is your name---- you?"

The robed man did not answer her question, saying, "Goodbye." ”

After the man finished speaking, he walked towards the gate of Suzaku School.

"It's annoying. The girl stamped her foot in shame and said, "You haven't told me your name yet." ”

The man in the robe did not hear her complaints, for his figure had gone far away.

At the door of the school's security booth, a man in a green security uniform gave a serious lecture to a few yellow-haired thugs, and said: "You boys want to break into the school again, don't blame me for not greeting you----- what kind of place is this? It is a place for students to study and a place to cultivate talents for the country." How can you not study well, find a job outside, and think about running into the school all day to harm the girls in the school?"

"Scourge?" A little yellow hairer with a row of sparkling ear drills on his right ear sneered, and said: "I said bald, can you speak? I'm here to visit my girlfriend, why is it a scourge? We love each other---- do you know what it means to love each other? Don't you understand? Just like you like a bear with weeds on your scalp, it is estimated that no girl will take a fancy to you in this life-----"

"You still call it blind date and love? You pursued Li Jingjing in the second grade, and the girl was so scared that she avoided you. Because you have been guarding the school gate all day, Li Jingjing has not dared to go home for several days---- I said that you should accumulate some virtue, let the girls study with peace of mind, don't worry about you gangsters all day long---- otherwise, I will send you to the police station. ”

The thugs looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

"Brother Xing, he said he was going to send us to the police station---- I'm so scared. ”

"The police station? What is that? Have we been there? Is there a buffet to eat?"

"Our little brother likes to go to the police station when he has nothing to do, we are familiar with that place, bald, do you want to take you in for a visit?"

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The stud man pointed at the bald man with an arrogant expression and said, "I said bald, don't blame my little star brother for not giving you face---- since you have said everything, then send me to the police station." If I beg you for mercy, you will be my father. ”

The bald man was so angry that his face was red, his body trembled, he pulled out the baton on his waist, and said angrily: "I tell you, as long as my bald man is guarding the school gate, you hooligans don't want to step into the gate of this school----"

"You guard me at the school gate and I can't get in, but you can't control it outside the school, right?

"I don't allow you to bully the students of our school, whether inside or outside the school---- otherwise, I will call the police and arrest you all. ”

"Who do you think you are? You're just the security captain of the school, not the police chief of Huacheng---- you're bald, you can't control me-----"

Before the earring man's voice fell, his body had already risen from the ground.

He tried to speak, but found that he was being choked by the back of his neck. He couldn't struggle, he couldn't speak, and even his breathing became difficult.

His younger brothers saw that the eldest brother was humiliated, and immediately rushed towards the target.

Bang!

The first thug to rush up was kicked and flew out. People are flying freely in mid-air, and it doesn't seem to land for a while.

Click!

The second thug who rushed up was punched in the nose, and the sound of the bridge of his nose breaking was sharp and piercing.

Syllable!

The third, halfway thug, tried to turn and run away, and was kicked in the ass. His body rolled on the ground before he fell to the ground in infinite embarrassment.

The other thugs were silent, their faces full of horror, and they stood still and did not dare to move.

The man in the robe pulled out the small black tie around the neck of the studed man, and skillfully tied his hands and feet into a zongzi with the technique of tying immortals. Then he carried this big zongzi and hung it on the old locust tree at the door of the conservative pavilion, and said, "Hang here, the tree is fine, right?"

He was afraid that the old locust tree would not be able to support the weight of the stud man's body, so he crushed the trunk.

The bald man's eyes were ruddy, he rushed up and pulled the arm of the robed man, and said in a choked voice: "Fang Yan, you are finally back." ”

(PS: Thank you for the reward of Brother Breeze of the Half Summer, thank you for the reward of Brother Bandit's brother, and thank you for the reward of the dead tango tyrant.) The fourth volume of love and hate begins, and more exciting stories begin. Fang Huohuo will eventually spew out the flames of his revenge. ）