The faint morning light shines from the blue sky, and the spring breeze sweeps through the cherry blossom branches, rolling up the cherry blossoms and dancing in the air.

The grass swayed leisurely, and on the marble-paved road, there was a student in a well-dressed school uniform, not to mention the male students for the time being, and the girls were all in short skirts and fluttering with black over-the-knee socks, like a beautiful landscape.

As soon as Kobayashi saw this scene, the soul of the photographer in his heart burned, and he couldn't wait to take a photo of those beautiful legs and remember them forever.

Such a gesture made Muto Qing a little suspicious, this guy can really catch up with Tamaki? Maybe the one in the back seat has a greater grasp, but that guy is too attentive, maybe as soon as he gets it, he will turn his head and go to other girls, and he will be even more unlucky at that time.

Thinking about these questions, he entered the teaching building where his first year of high school was located, and there were rows of shoe cabinets with students taking off their shoes and putting on their shoes.

He walked to the shoe cabinet where Class A was, found the cabinet with his name on it, put on the indoor shoes, and followed Xiao Lin to the second floor to start listening to the class for the first time in his life.

From the memory of the original owner, he could understand that the classes here were different from the previous teachers' teachings.

In the Yuanyang Immortal Realm, the master sits on it to teach and preach, every word will hook the heavens and the earth, the golden lotus from the sky, or the dead wood in spring, the most critical place is that the sermon is the master's speech, and the disciples can only listen below, and how much they can understand depends on their personal understanding.

If you don't realize it, you just don't have anything to do with the Tao, and no matter how much you talk about it, it's useless.

Classes here are more user-friendly, at least students can ask questions to the teacher, have homework to deepen their understanding, and even buy extracurricular exercise books, which greatly avoids the situation that students do not understand.

The strange thing is that there are still very few people who can get good grades in such perfect teaching.

Muto Qing couldn't understand this, and he didn't bother to think about it, he was a man who wanted to compete for the throne of the top student!

"The Boxer Rebellion at the end of the Qing Dynasty was completely a genocide against foreigners, and in order to prevent such an incident from happening, the Eight-Nation Alliance entered the Qing Dynasty with the purpose of preventing such a tragedy from happening......

In Class A, the history teacher was talking on the podium, and the students were listening very attentively, except for one student.

The sun shone in through the window, and he lay on the table and fell asleep, his erected history textbook covering his sleeping face, but he could not block the view of his fellow tablemates.

Hoshikawa Mari is very entangled, as a class president, you shouldn't sit and watch your classmates doze off, but if you talk to the teacher, it will make people feel that they are a person who likes to make small reports.

However, during class, if you remind yourself, it is tantamount to disrupting classroom discipline, which is not what a class leader should do at all.

So far, the only way to do this is to use mental power, yes, as long as you work hard, your feelings will definitely be able to convey to Muto-san.

Stare at............ Stare at...... stare at

No! Muto-san's body didn't react at all, he slept too hard, his eyes were sour, and it was still useless.

She lowered her head, blinked her eyes vigorously, tears moistened her eyes, and then raised her head, her little face was full of determination, as a squad leader, she had to work hard, such a small setback was not a matter at all.

Come on, Zhenli, you must be able to, she silently cheered herself up in her heart, clenched her small fists, picked up an eraser, secretly aimed at Muto Qing's face underneath, and threw it hard.

Chirp, the eraser flew up in the air, forming a half-moon-shaped arc, and threw it accurately on Muto Qing's face, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Hoshikawa Mari who was blinking hard at him, yawning carelessly, expressing disapproval.

To be honest, he really thinks this history class is a waste of time, unlike other classes, history textbooks only need to be read down to understand, not need to be taught by the teacher.

What's more, history textbooks are of little use to him, and knowing when the steam engine was invented does not mean that he knows the detailed principles of the steam engine, let alone the history of the world war.

A war of that magnitude, in the Yuanyang Immortal Realm, it was simply a child's play, especially the war he had participated in, and it seemed that seven or eight such small worlds had been destroyed.

To use a layman's analogy, a half-baked man who had read two books of war ran up to Caesar and told him that food for war was very important, and that you must take care of it, etc.

Caesar's idea must be, where did the retardation come from, and you still need to talk about things of this magnitude?

Based on the above reasons, Muto Qing, who is inspired to be a top student, spent most of his first class in his life dozing off.

This boring history lesson ended with the end of the class bell, and the ordinary ringtone, at this time, sounded like a sense of happiness for people listening to Tianle.

When the teacher left, the classroom instantly became boiling, Hoshikawa Mari turned her head, her short hair fluttering in front of her ears, and said menacingly: "Muto-san, how can you sleep in class?" That's disrespectful to the teacher, please be self-conscious. ”

Muto Qing was slightly stunned, thinking to himself, does this matter have anything to do with you?

Seeing him in a daze, Hoshikawa Zhenli thought that his tone was too heavy, his face was slightly red, his little hands rubbed the corners of his clothes, and he said in a low voice: "Don't stay up too late to sleep next time, and play games in moderation." ”

Muto Qing waved his hand and said helplessly: "Class leader, you misunderstood, I didn't stay up late playing games, it was just that the teacher was too boring, it was just a lullaby." ”

Xiao Lin You in the front seat turned around, supported the frame with his right hand, and said thoughtfully: "That's right, that teacher is really boring in lecturing, look at that age, about fifty or sixty years old, if you change to a young and beautiful history teacher, then you will have energy." ”

Hoshikawa Mari's cheeks bulged, her eyes widened, and she exhaled, "You guys are too much!" I don't understand the hard work of the teacher at all. ”

"That's right, you're going too far, what the squad leader says is the truth, and there will never be the slightest mistake," because her breasts are very big, Nanagawa Masada in the back seat didn't say this sentence, but from the righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face, and the eyes that peeked at the squad leader's chest, people could guess.

She didn't know the slightest hint of the other party's sinister intentions, she puffed up her chest, pursed her small mouth and said: "It's still the Qihe classmates who understand that you two have to learn from others." ”

Are you the squad leader or the mother, Kobayashi You's heart is spitting, but it's still a little joyful to be cared for by such a beautiful girl.

He didn't continue the stalemate, and said with a smile: "Hey, the head of the class taught me a lesson." ”

Hoshikawa Zhenli nodded with satisfaction, she still has the qualifications to be a class leader, and she easily persuaded a student to change her ways, and then the last one, staring at ......

In the silent staring, Muto Qing did not give in, as an immortal king, he said everything he had promised, and he must not easily regret it.

Therefore, he flatly refused: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in the course, I will sleep." ”