Mizuki blankly wiped the saliva from his mouth.

What happens if you say "Hi, good morning" at this time?

Will the ape fly to the sun?

Yes! I'd love to try it!

Ahem.

Mizuki resisted the urge to die, and a little embarrassment gradually appeared on Mu Ran's face.

He squirmed to his feet, and said with some confusion, "Uh, I'm sorry, the third Hokage-sama, you are smiling." ”

The all-natural acting skills made the old man barely suppress his anger.

"You come out with me!" The old man shouted indifferently.

After saying that, he turned his head and left, exuding a cold aura of "I want to kill you, I must kill you, and I will kill you in a hundred ways".

Pill.

Well, the salary seems to have been saved, but the job of teacher has begun to falter.

If the job is gone, Tsubaki, I decide, let's not have a second child!

Mizuki took a deep breath and followed the old man out.

Afterwards, a child in the class with short, almost bald hair rubbed his eyes and looked up at the classroom.

Cut, hasn't that hypocritical guy Mizuki come yet?

It's okay not to look at his disgusting smile.

Well, I trained too hard last night.

Tired.

Let's go back to sleep.

The boy threw his head down again.

The thirty elementary school students in Class D of the sixth grade still enjoy the pleasure of "sleeping generously in a classroom without a teacher".

The black cauldron was all carried by Mizuki alone.

Inside the Hokage.

Sarutobi sat in an office chair and put on a face-covering hat that looked like an ancient Japanese ronin, with the word "three" printed on the front of the hat - well, it is a kanji.

The old man regained a bit of the prestige of the "strongest Hokage" of the year.

"Mizuki, do you know what the purpose of the ninja school is!" The old man opened his mouth to give an educational preface.

What is the significance of ninja school?

Mizuki almost blurted out, "The meaning is to cultivate more shinobi to be cannon fodder for war."

Fortunately, he reined in the precipice and silently said the standard answer: "The establishment of the ninja school is to teach the children to become ninjas who are in charge and better protect Konoha." ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction.

"In that case, the whole class sleeps during class time, doesn't ask, or even sleeps along, is this your way of teaching?" Ape Fei Ri said solemnly, and at the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but slap the desk.

There was a snap, and the table shook incessantly.

On either side of the table, piles of papers fell silently.

Belch......

Mizuki caught a glimpse of a tremor flashing at the corner of Ape Feiri's mouth.

Look, it's embarrassing, why is an old man so angry?

Mizuki shook his head speechlessly.

He stepped forward, neatly folded the papers, and put them back on his desk, this time a little away from the edge of the desk, lest he fall to the floor again.

When the ape Feiri saw it, he didn't stop it, and the anger in his eyes was swept away, and he became a little surprised.

This child's reaction is surprising!

"You know what's wrong." Ape Fei Ri said stiffly.

This time, the old man's tone was much lighter.

It's just that...... Scold.

"Is it wrong?" Mizuki consciously took two steps back, keeping a humble distance, "Three generations of Hokage-sama, as far as I know, the students of Class D, every one of them has tried their best to make me embarrassed as a teacher, even during the holidays, they train desperately until two or three o'clock in the morning, and there are more bandages on their hands and feet than mine, so you can imagine how high the intensity of their training is." ”

So what does this have to do with sleeping during class time--looking at Mizuki with a blank face.

The meaning is obvious, just to hear what flowers he can say.

In that case, how could this old man be disappointed?

Mizuki smiled indifferently.

But what do they get? Stronger physique? Faster skills? No! Instead of getting stronger, they're getting weaker! They all targeted the blue beast of Konoha Maitkai, but unfortunately they didn't know that Maitkai had the orphan subsidy given to him by the village and the death condolence money from his father, which was enough for him to afford to eat meat and buy tonic medicine every day, but what about them? If his parents are either farmers or third-class servants of a certain family, the whole family is already reluctant to tighten their belts to provide him with tuition, can they still delusionally eat meat and tonic every day? ”

"So what are you trying to quibble!" Sarutobi interrupted Mizuki's words.

"Heh......"

Mizuki shrugged his shoulders and continued lukewarmly: "I don't want to quibble - yes, even if they can't replenish the physical energy that has been consumed too much, they still won't stop the crazy training of masochism, they still have the delusion that one day they can become as powerful as Maitkai, that's right, the sixth-year Ding class, oh no, since the thirty-six graduates of the first class held by the second generation Hokage-sama, for decades, the students in this class of Ding class have been the most unambitious students in the whole Konoha Village, and they have never thought of' Naruto's goal, their biggest goal is to stop at the shinobi, they don't dare to talk about their dreams, they even think it's enough just to become a shinobi, because the 'shinobi' is basically the biggest cake they can touch, but that's it, the probability that they can successfully graduate and become a shinobi every year is only ten percent. ”

"That's it! You're good to go! Ape Fei Ri was a little annoyed.

"I'll go out, Mitsukato-sama." Mizuki's tone didn't seem to change, neither surprised nor happy, not angry or angry, "I admit it, the students in Class D are all rubbish!" Low qualifications, zero talent. It's strange that this kind of person has the courage to stay in a ninja school, isn't it? But there is no way, they are such a group of people who have no way out, carrying the hope of the whole family, but often can only live up to this hope, they get up early and train in the dark, even if they are covered in bruises, they still do this every day, in order to just become a lower ninja, and this goal may be difficult to achieve. I know them, these people are fools, so I hate them as much as they hate me. ”

"Maybe you don't know yet? In the six years that I have been in the Ding class, after teaching three bodies, the most asked me by these guys is, 'What are you going to teach ninjutsu?', from being full of enthusiasm to being silent, I understand their resentment towards me. But so what, these poor fellows, waiting for them, either do not meet the expectations of the people (do not meet the expectations) and go home to work in the fields, or they get their wish to become a shinobi, and then, like the other 18,000 Shinobi seniors in the village, cut and catch the cat of the daimyo lady to earn some small commissions for D-class tasks, and when they are sixty years old, they will retire in a dull manner, and then let the next generation repeat the life they have walked through. There's no way, who makes them civilians who have no talent and no capital, but they want to be strong! ”

"Perhaps, in a few years, when these people die, they will still hate me, a bastard teacher who doesn't teach them real combat ninjutsu at all. It's a pity that they don't know that as a teacher, I don't have more ninjutsu than them! ”

"Twenty years ago, when I stepped into the Ding class at the age of six, all I could learn was the three-body technique and shuriken throwing technique."

"And back then, like them now, I always slept with my head buried in the classroom."

"Because, I'm so tired!"