The next day, in class.

With the early morning sun, Wang Yang ran to his class with his textbooks.

Shrek Academy's teaching is divided into two parts: theoretical classes and practical ones.

There are not many parts of the theory class, but it must be taken, and whoever has not passed the theory wants to graduate.

Every year, at least one-third of the people in Shrek Academy have practiced, and if they don't have the theory, they can only get the graduation certificate, and the remaining one-third have passed the theory, but they haven't done the practice, and they have also got the graduation certificate. In the remaining two-thirds, it is impossible to pass the theory and practice, and the punishment of withdrawal is directly punished, and the rest are the ones who can barely graduate from here.

Therefore, Shrek Academy has always had more people coming in and fewer people going out, and even fewer people who could go out with their heads held high.

"Report." Wang Yang shouted at the door.

"Enter." A word of yes.

Wang Yang then walked in.

This feeling is a bit back to what it used to be.

Wang Yang said in his heart.

Standing on the podium was the master Yu Xiaogang.

On the blackboard, there are three big characters of Yu Xiaogang.

"Hello everyone, I'm Yu Xiaogang. Your theory class teacher and class teacher. Yu Xiaogang said, Wang Yang casually found a place in the back row and slept down.

Luckily, he was in the same class as Mu Qing.

It's just that in this class, there is a figure that seems to be undeserved.

'Alas, fat man, you are on the wrong side. It's like a first-grade class. Wang Yang patted Wang Sheng's shoulder and asked.

Wang Sheng should be in the second grade now.

"Nope." Wang Sheng said with a smile: "Boss, don't you know, this course of "Martial Soul Theory" is known as the cemetery in the school. It stands to reason that our theory class is only available in the first grade, and there is only one "Martial Soul Theory", I don't know how many heroes have died on it. ”

"Graveyard? Is it so serious? Wang Yang asked.

"That's nature. Look over there, Ma Hongjun, the president of the barbecue club, has come to make up for this class. ”

Wang Yang followed the fat man's point and looked at the place, and sure enough, it was Ma Hongjun.

"Hehe, boss, you may not know it, the teacher of this course, that is known as the four famous supplements in the school. I met him in this class this year, so I'll wait until next year. As the fat man spoke, suddenly the master who was writing on the podium stopped writing.

I didn't write the last pen thoroughly, so I turned around.

"Wang Sheng!"

A rebuke.

The flesh on Wang Sheng's body trembled three times.

"Alas, alas, teacher, teacher." Wang Sheng hurriedly nodded and said.

"You still have the face to tell you about your glorious deeds. How much did you take the "Martial Soul Theory" exam last semester, and you didn't have any points in your heart? Yu Xiaogang asked with a hideous face.

"Old, teacher, in public, it's not good to say this." The skin on Wang Sheng's face was obviously pumping menstruation.

For a moment, there were several cries of laughter from the crowd.

One of the people who laughed was Oscar.

"What are you laughing at?" The master turned his head and said angrily.

Everyone was shut, and no one dared to speak.

"Oscar, you still have a smile." The master walked over in two steps and pulled Oscar up from the table.

Oscar is nineteen years old, and he was grabbed by the master and pulled his ears.

"Hey, hey, teacher, it hurts, it hurts." Oscar hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Tell me about you, how old you are. Day by day, there is no serious matter, pestering other little girls. I can't stand it anymore. Grab your bag and give me the back of the station. The master scolded.

Oscar, then obediently took the schoolbag and stood up.

"Put it on my head." The master said.

"Oh." Oscar then slammed his bag over his head.

Glancing at the final person, Wang Sheng's whole body shook from being frightened by this sharp look.

He was really afraid that the master would tell him what he had done on the test paper.

"Okay, my name is Yu Xiaogang, and I am your teacher of the "Martial Soul Theory" course in the next year, in the entire empire, only our Shrek Academy has opened this theory course. Because this college has me, all are qualified to run this course! When the master said the last sentence, he was proud of it.

"You are my students, and unfortunately I have seen some of the old faces of last year in this class. For these old faces, I won't know them, let's mainly get to know some new faces. By the way, I would like to remind you newcomers that in the past, all the students who passed through my hands gave me the name of the Four Great Names, I hope you don't have the opportunity to see my name, so let's start the roll call. Yu Xiaogang said and took out a registration book.

"Wang Yang."

"Here."

"Xiao Wu."

"Here."

"Tang San."

No one answered.

"Tang San?" The master shouted again, but there was still no answer.

The crowd began to heckle a little.

The master glanced at the classroom, there was no such person as Tang San.

"Report!" Suddenly, there was a report at the door.

Everyone looked up, but it wasn't Tang San who was sweating profusely when he ran.

"What's going on?" The master frowned and asked, "I was late for the first class." ”

"I, I overslept." Tang San said.

"Overslept?! Scold. Stand outside! The master roared angrily.

"Huh?" Tang San was stunned.

"Ahhhh Can't hear me? The master said without any emotion at this time.

"Oh, oh." Tang San then panicked and stood out outside.

"You listen to me, no matter what your relationship with me is in private, into this classroom. I am the rule, and no one is allowed to talk about personal affairs with the rules. The master said angrily.

"Go, close the door." The master said to Xiao Wu at the door.

After closing, the master began to continue the roll call.

"Ai, Li, Silk."

"Here."

The Master looked at Alice.

Curly hair, slender eyelashes, red lips.

No more name calls.

Walked over.

"Go, show me what you look like before you come in."

"Huh?"

"Ahhhh Go to the river and wash your face. Give you ten minutes, you can't wash it clean, and you won't enter this classroom this year. The master said angrily.

"I'm ......." Alice couldn't speak, so she had to go to the river to wash her face.

"Wait." The master said, "I'm back, I'm writing a 1,500-word review." ”

After saying Alice, the master turned his head and looked at Ning Rongrong who was sitting behind Alice.

It's his old friend, a new face.

"Yo, the president of the restaurant." The master said with a smile.

"Well, hello teacher." Ning Rongrong replied with a smile.

"Then, take it out." The master said with a smile.

"What's this?" Ning Rongrong said playfully.

"Garlic, garlic." The master smiled and pointed at Ning Rongrong and said.

Suddenly, the master's face changed, and he grabbed a cat from Ning Rongrong's leg.

"Meow!?"

"Alas, teacher, teacher."

The master listened to him, grabbed the back of the cat's neck and threw it out of the window.

"Hey, hey." Oscar was anxious and shouted.

"You ......." Ning Rong was not lightly angry.

"What am I?" The master's face changed, and he said angrily: "Stand in the back!" Don't show me your stinky face, I know you are the princess of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, but I am not afraid of you, you have the ability, call your father Ning Fengzhi and let me match him. No one here treats you like a princess. ”

Angry to eat.

Ning Rongrong's eyes turned with tears in his eyes, and he said a cruel sentence: "You wait." ”

Then he turned around and was about to flee.

But he was angrily reprimanded by the master and said: "If you dare to go, I will let you hang this course for the rest of your life." When the time comes, you will take the karma certificate to explain to your father, and when the time comes, you, the genius of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect for a hundred years, will be branded with a brand that is not qualified here. ”

Ning Rongrong's footsteps stopped at the door of the classroom, and turned to stand with Oscar.

"Hmph." The master snorted coldly and did not speak.