It's another hearty sunny day.

The birds outside the window chirped, and the sunlight shone through the window on Fang Xiu's face that he thought was handsome and handsome.

There was a glimmer of light in his open eyes, and there was no trace of tiredness on his whole face, not at all like a person who had just woken up. The absence of Galen's snoring here was perhaps the best thing Fang Xiu thought was far out.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiu began to dress and wash.

Walking to the class of the Academy of Magic, due to the rotation system here, the four people of the War Academy have to change classes every day, but this obviously does not matter to Fang Xiu and the other three.

After coming to the class, it seemed that the three of them were in a good state of mind, politely saying hello, accompanied by a whispered conversation, a gentle breeze, Fang Xiu began what he thought was a boring day.

The only sound in the classroom was the teacher's lecture. Fang Xiu for these things, except for some interesting remarks, the rest are left ear in and out of right ear.

As an excellent poor student, he will always think of various ways to get through the boring lecture hall, and he will definitely not use the childish means of sleeping.

So a fountain pen for taking notes became his toy, and with the control of consciousness, the pen went back and forth around his wrist, this magical thing made him never get tired of playing, so that Fang Xiu lost his mind when playing.

But such behavior is obviously unfriendly to the dull teachers on the podium, who are dressed in simple clothes and have serious faces, and the tempers of the elderly are generally very short-tempered. Within a few seconds, he saw a white piece of chalk whistling like a sharp sword, and the familiar sound of the wind reminded Fang Xiu of the fear of being once dominated by Ash.

Two fingers appeared, pinching the chalk accurately. With a soft cry from all the students, Fang Xiu closed his eyes and shook his head gently.

"The strength is not bad, but the chalk is like a plot against our arrogant sky, or is it too ......" The voice was suffocated, and Fang Xiu, who was too arrogant and arrogant, finally opened his eyes carefully, and the stunned expressions of the students around him fell into his eyes.

Mingjiuna still maintained that smiling expression, and you can know that she is ready to watch the show.

Guen Tate's playful eyes glanced at Fang Xiu, his mouth moved slightly, and Fang Xiu could see that it was a very bad word.

"Idiot."

Kevin kept his expression unfazed, as if nothing could surprise him slightly.

In the end, Fang Xiu's eyes were fixed on the elderly teacher whose forehead was exposed, and both eyes were open and spewing flames, and his clenched fists could see his extremely angry mood at the moment.

"The person who dares to do this in Mr. Sean's class is already ten meters tall in the grave grass, right?"

With a voice coming from nowhere, the students in the audience came back to their senses.

The classmate ...... "Sean has already figured out how to punish this unknown student."

Witty as Fang Xiu, a few tenths of a second after hearing this, the fire magician filled the entire chalk in just an instant, and at this moment he used the control he had learned to the fullest, and the white chalk broke free of his hands and rushed towards his forehead.

"Ahh

One was the sound of chalk falling to the ground, and the other was the sound of Fang Xiu screaming.

"This teacher, I didn't expect you to have this kind of trick, and the students admired it." Covering his forehead, which was slightly red by the chalk, Fang Xiu got up and looked at Teacher Sean, who was a little stunned for a while by this situation, with a look of admiration and adoration.

"I ......" his punishment has not yet been said.

Without giving Sean a chance to speak, Fang Xiu hurriedly continued: "I know! Isn't this the long-lost magic skill of the Valoran Continent, Sean Flying Pen and Hitting Every Shot? ”

"Although it is just a simple throwing of chalk, but the student sees the mystery hidden in it, the teacher must have used a unique force skills and tricky angles, and then the moment of the throw, you quickly rotated your right hand, causing the chalk to rotate rapidly in mid-air, even if the student clamped the chalk, it can break free of the student's hands."

Then he showed a sudden realization, mixed with a hint of shame: "I see! When encountering this trick, students are ashamed of themselves and are willing to bow down. The student was arrogant just now, thinking that things were under control, but he didn't want to be a mountain high. Now the students' admiration for you is like the continuous flow of the river, and like the overflow of the Yellow River, which is out of control. ”

"These few words alone can't express the admiration of students, and ........ learning"

Episodes of praise made Sean even more confused, if he didn't know how many brushes he had, maybe he would have believed it. However, after glancing at the students who were also confused, Sean finally waved his hand to interrupt Fang Xiu, who was still about to say something, "Okay, sit down." Next time, don't let me see you doing small gestures in class, or it won't be as simple as throwing chalk. ”

"Yes." Of course, Fang Xiu wouldn't say anything more, otherwise it would be bad to cause the opposite effect for a while.

"Ahem, let's get back to class." After a final glance at Fang Xiu, Sean took out a piece of chalk again, and began to record as he spoke.

After sitting down, Fang Xiu rubbed his reddened forehead, there was still a slight pain, he really didn't leave his hand just now, and the scream made by the chalk hitting his forehead was also a cry from the heart. But can that acting skill just now impact the actor......

Ming Jiuna's brows jumped slightly, and her eyes flashed with disappointment, as if the expected show was not staged.

And then Gern Tate in the back completely wrote disappointment on his face, and at the same time wondered in his heart where did Fang Xiu learn the set of rhetoric in his mouth?

Although the students present still looked like they were listening carefully, they would take advantage of Sean's lack of attention from time to time to secretly glance at Fang Xiu.

They didn't expect it to end like this, was it that simple? If Teacher Sean is so easy to deal with, wouldn't that ten-meter-tall student die a very aggrieved death?

Fang Xiu ignored their curious gazes, and now he was sitting on the chair like a good baby, pretending to listen carefully.

As they thought, things are far from that simple.

Class ended on time at four o'clock in the afternoon, and when all the students left the venue and only Fang Xiu was left, Sean called Fang Xiu out loud: "That classmate, you stay." ”

Fang Xiu, who was about to escape from the classroom and never come back, stopped abruptly

Mingjiuna glanced at Sindra who was waiting at the door, and didn't care about watching the show, so she immediately said, "Let's go to yesterday's square first, and you can bring your own floating clothes after a while." ”

"Good luck." Guen Tate followed Minjuna away.

However, his words were completely a mockery of Chi Guoguo in Fang Xiu's ears. Kevin also patted Fang Xiu's shoulder comfortingly, "There is a saying, for you, if you don't die, you won't die." Then Fang Xiu was left alone.

Looking at the backs of the four of them, Fang Xiu didn't mention how desperate he was, in his previous life, those who were left behind after class were either good students or bad students, good students would get another homework from the teacher, and poor students would also get another homework from the teacher, so now this situation can be imagined to be not a good thing.

Fang Xiu turned around in embarrassment and looked at Sean's old face.

What if I provoke the teacher after being caught doing a small action in class, and finally I am left alone?

Waiting online, a little rushed.