Chapter 9: Dreams and Salted Fish
Early the next morning, Su Wanbai and Ye Tian both came to school with dark circles under their eyes.
"You said you, it's too easy to talk, those viewers asked you to play again, you played again, and the result was another one until twelve o'clock!" Su Wanbai said with a yawn.
It's just that Su Wanbai seemed to forget when she said this, and she was the one who asked Ye Tian to "do it again" last night.
Ye Tian's spirit is not bad, in his own words, as a fierce dragon, young and strong, and full of self-exerting youth, staying up late is a small case.
Today is August 30th, and because Ye Tian is in his third year of high school, the start of school will be a little earlier than that of the first and second years of high school.
At this time, the school was quite quiet, and only a few senior students were in the school.
Su Wanbai took Ye Tian directly to the Academic Affairs Office, and after completing the formalities, Su Wanbai returned to his office, and Ye Tian was assigned to the third (6th) class of high school, unfortunately, it was not Su Wanbai's class.
Under the leadership of the director of the Academic Affairs Office, Ye Tian came to the third (6th) class of high school, and after the introduction of the class teacher, and then introduced himself with a smile on the podium, Ye Tian also received the kind applause of the students.
"Ye Tian, the new semester has just begun, and the seats haven't been rearranged yet, so you can sit in the last row first." The head teacher Su Bingci said gently.
Ye Tian obediently carried his schoolbag and walked to his seat.
Ye Tian doesn't care about the seat, no matter where he sits, he will study hard, only if he is admitted to a good university, his parents' restrictions on him will be slightly smaller.
As Ye Tian sat down, the class bell rang too.
The first class was a math class, and the students who had taken a break for the summer vacation didn't seem to have returned to their state, in a daze, drowsy, and doing small movements, and Ye Tian, who was sitting in the last row, had a funny view.
Ye Tian was quite serious, so that the math teacher couldn't help but look at Ye Tian a few times encouragingly, and his impression of this new student was much better.
However, after listening carefully for a while, Ye Tian shook his head a little tiredly, and suddenly found that his classmate was sneakily hiding his head behind the erected textbook, as if he was doing some small action.
Ye Tian was curious and leaned his head over.
This look made Ye Tian's head a little dizzy.
The tablemate next to him actually hid behind the book and played the glory of the king, and at this time it was a 1v1 solo.
Ye Tian's table mate was playing Miyamoto Musashi, an assassin hero, and opposite was a Hou Yi.
Ye Tian casually glanced at Miyamoto Musashi's outfit, and then saw that the summoner's skill was healing, and he knew that Miyamoto Musashi would definitely lose this game, because Miyamoto, who was at the same table, was outfitted with full output.
In fact, Miyamoto Musashi solo shooter hero is very easy to fight, half meat and half output can make the opposite side helpless.
And Ye Tian's table mate obviously didn't know this, Miyamoto, who was too brittle because of the full output, was directly shot to death by the descendants with a few arrows every time he finished opening.
At this moment, the teacher on the podium didn't know when he walked to Ye Tian's desk.
"Zhang Xin!" The math teacher shouted angrily.
I saw that this classmate named Zhang Xin was frightened, and subconsciously stuffed his mobile phone into the desk.
It's just that the math teacher let him succeed, directly grabbed the phone with his big hand, and snorted heavily, "Zhang Xin, it doesn't matter if you don't study yourself, don't bring bad new classmates!" ”
It turned out that the math teacher discovered Zhang Xin's small movements because he paid attention to Ye Tian.
After the math teacher finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the podium with his mobile phone.
"Hey, that'...... Excuse me...... Even your phone was confiscated. Ye Tian said embarrassedly.
This Nima is so embarrassed, the first class she just came to, and her mobile phone was confiscated by the teacher even at the same table.
"It's fine." Zhang Xin replied with a not very good look.
"I'm really sorry, if I hadn't been staring at you, the teacher wouldn't have paid attention to you." Ye Tian apologized again.
"Forget it, anyway, my confiscated phone is not less. It doesn't matter, you're the new classmate, I'm just in a bad mood because I lost the solo just now. Perhaps thinking that the attitude just now was not very good, Zhang Xin's expression softened a little and said.
After speaking, Zhang Xin actually took out a mobile phone from the desk again, lowered his head and tinkered.
Because he was still in class, Ye Tian couldn't say anything more, so he scratched his head helplessly, turned his head and listened quietly.
Soon, the bell rang for the end of class, which shocked all the students.
Because he had just transferred here and was not familiar with his classmates, Ye Tian had to sit in his seat and look at the textbook casually.
At this moment, a boy who was full of trendy cards and was full of energy walked directly into class (6) and walked to the corner of Ye Tian.
"Zhang Xin, you lost the solo just now, and you said that the gambling money was brought to you, it's really Miyamoto who picks his feet, if you want me to say, just a rookie like you, you still have to solo, Lao Tzu can hit platinum in the ranking." The tall boy said with disdain on his face.
Zhang Xin took a few big red banknotes with an angry face, and slapped them on the table with a snap, "Yang Ling, isn't it platinum, don't worry, I will definitely hit it too." ”
It's just that Zhang Xin's voice is obviously a little lacking in confidence, after all, his Miyamoto Musashi was beaten by Yang Ling's Houyi with a 0-5-0 record.
"Hey, waste, let's talk about it when it's called." Yang Ling picked up the banknotes on the table, counted them, and put them in his pocket.
"Yang Ling, don't be too arrogant." At this time, a few boys from Class 6 came over and surrounded Yang Ling, their faces full of anger.
"What, not convinced? Solo or five black, whatever you choose! Yang Ling said nonchalantly.
"Even Zhang Xin, who has the highest gold rank in your class, can't beat me, what are you bb?" Yang Ling pushed away the students who had gathered around him with a disdainful expression and walked towards the outside of the classroom.
"This **** Yang Ling is too arrogant." A boy with glasses said indignantly.
"That is, when our rank is hit, we must take revenge!" A slightly chubby boy said.
"Come on, a few of you are still mixed in the silver section, and even Zhang Xin can't compare, and you still talk about revenge." A tall and thin boy rolled his eyes and continued: "Forgot the last time I made an appointment with them in the third class, and was beaten 0-28? ”
"You can't say that, monkey, if you don't even have the courage to challenge, then what kind of glory is there to play." The chubby boy said dissatisfiedly.
"Well, from today onwards, after school, we have five rows of time, one more hour, I don't care about the money, but I don't admit defeat." Zhang Xin said with an unwilling face.
"That's right, don't forget a few of you, the goal of our Heavenly King team is to participate in the City Championship, win the championship, and then go to the professional league!" The man with the eyes said with a fanatical face.
"Well said!"
Suddenly, Ye Tian, who had been looking down at a book, suddenly raised his head, and his face was full of sunny smiles.
"Young people, you have to keep working hard for your dreams!"
"And even if you fail, it's nothing, at least, you have to do your best before you are qualified to give up!"
"If you don't even have a dream, what's the difference between being alive and being a salted fish!"