Chapter 3 Faculty

In the early morning, the disc hanging in the sky bloomed with dazzling light. Then, a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and spilled onto the earth.

In Sword Shadow Village, there is an academy called "Sword Shadow Academy". This college has a total of liberal arts and martial arts.

The liberal arts building is divided into three floors. From low to high, they are 1st grade, 2nd grade, and 3rd grade. Each grade is divided into three classes.

Jinhyun's class is in the third class of the first grade.

The third class is known as the scumbag class, and the students from the 101st to the 150th in the literary examination ranking competition are placed in the third class.

A warm ray of sunlight shined through the glass window that opened at the back of the third shift and poured onto the desks in the last row by the window.

"Jinxian, what's wrong with you, I've been watching you sullen all morning? Let's go, Brother Wen invites you to eat fried chicken legs. ”

Wen Xiaolong, Zhenxian's sworn friend, with a fat face, dressed in a green coat, kept holding snacks in his hand, and sent them to his mouth one after another.

This Wen Dashao is a real gentleman. The monthly pocket money is about tens of thousands of Shadow Coins. You must know that one hundred Shadow Realm Coins is already a month's salary for ordinary normal people.

"Old Wen, you eat and go all day long, although you have been at ease, but does it seem a little boring. Don't you have any dreams? Jinhyun asked suspiciously.

When Wen Xiaolong heard this, he echoed and said: "In this life, people are nothing more than rich, powerful and women, and I have them all." My grandfather is one of the top 100 rich people in Sword Shadow Village, my father is a four-door realm martial artist in Sword Shadow Village, my mother, and her father used to be the patriarch of the White Crane family on the side of the mainland. What dreams do you think I have? I'm ready to eat, drink, and be merry to death. ”

Jinhyun nodded slightly.

Maybe everyone's thoughts are different, but his idea is to revive the majesty of the human race, drive away the demon domain, and return to the old rivers and mountains where the human race once thrived.

He had heard his father say that in the east, there was a continent that was many times larger than the Shadow Domain, and somewhere in the continent, there was a thousand-year-old city called "Han and Tang".

Since he was a child, he listened to his father tell the story of the ancestors of the human race, and his patriotic feelings in his heart became stronger.

Thinking of this, Zhenxian seemed to pay attention in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "I want to learn martial arts, I want to become a sword shadow, and recapture the old rivers and mountains that the human race has lost." ”

Hearing Zhenxian's words, Wen Xiaolong suddenly wondered.

"Xiao Zhen, are you mistaken. Isn't it a fool's dream that you may not be able to complete your studies and want to become the savior of the human race? It's not Brother Wen that I'll hit you, you might as well forget it. Have you ever heard of the true half of God? At that time, the day before the fall of Han and Tang Cities, the twenty-year-old true half-god, for the sake of the human race, relied on his own demigod godhead to fight against the true dragon and forcibly defy the sky. Look at the fact that even the likes of the strong Ru Zhenyi have failed, what hope can you and I have, or honestly finish school, find a job, marry a wife and have children, but be left dead. ”

After hearing this, the rebellion in his heart appeared again.

"Humph! I must become a sword shadow to show you, and let you know that I am not a mediocre person, and I will definitely be able to do what he can't do. ”

"Really? I can't imagine that the third class of scumbags Zhenxian also has such ambitions, which makes Han admire, but there is a good saying, so that sparrows also want to fly on the branches and become phoenixes, do you know what this is called? ”

"This is called a fool's dream, hahaha, Han Gongzi is reasonable."

Hearing this, Zhenxian turned his head and looked out the window.

It turned out that the person in front of him was Han Han. This Han is dressed in white, looks like Si Siwen, carries a folding fan all day long, and has a literati temperament, but if you have a deep understanding of what this person has done behind his back, he won't feel like this.

I don't know how many girls in their prime have been murdered by him.

Suddenly, Wen Fat's big hand slapped on the table, and shouted: "Han Han, don't talk about Zhenxian, you yourself are not a good thing, why are you pretending to be so serious, others don't know about your kissing with your cousin, don't I know yet, and what does Zhenxian want to do about you!" ”

When Han Han heard this, his heart suddenly felt a little empty, how could he know that he and his cousin were kissing this little fat man? But even if you do this kind of thing, you can't admit it, after all, it's disgraceful, if you let the patriarch know, I'm afraid that your future position as the patriarch will be lost.

Han Han's face immediately changed, and he retorted: "Don't talk nonsense when you smell fat, you have to talk about evidence in everything." Don't think you're the nephew of the patriarch of the White Crane family, I'm afraid of you? My Han family is not soft and pinched!! ”

After hearing this, Wen Xiaolong picked up a piece of potato chip and threw it into his mouth, laughing and said, "Merry talent, Sword Shadow Han Shao, I think this sentence is not bad at all." And that sachet around your waist seems to be your cousin's, right? ”

When Han Han heard this, a trace of nervousness appeared on his face.

it? This little fat man's eyes are so bright, he can actually recognize this sachet as my cousin's.

Han Han: "What's wrong with my cousin, this is my cousin's birthday gift!" ”

Wen Xiaolong laughed out loud after hearing this.

"It's so funny, have you heard it, my cousin's birthday gift sachet, as we all know, sachets are love tokens given by women to beloved men throughout the ages. I think your cousin knows that you will be the next patriarch, so she came to talk to you. ”

"You are spewing blood, what my sister wants to send me, what does it matter to you." Han Han suddenly felt a wave of anger in his heart, although Wen Xiaolong was right, but it was better to expose this disgraceful thing.

"Okay, okay, Han Shao, you can do whatever you want, Zhenxian, let's go." Wen Xiaolong pushed Zhenxian's arm and said.

Jinhyun shook his head in confusion.

"Don't you want to learn martial arts? It just so happens that the liberal arts department only has half a day of classes every day, and I will accompany you to the martial arts department in the afternoon, so why can't you let some people look down on you. Say that I only know how to lose all the money in the family, and say that you only know whimsy. ”

Of course, Zhenxian knew who Wen Xiaolong was referring to, and nodded slightly. But when I thought that I had no money for teaching, I sighed again.

"Jinhyun, what's wrong? Why sigh? Wen Long asked with concern.

Jinhyun shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, my mother won't give me teaching fees, so I won't study." ”

After saying this, Wen Xiaolong laughed and patted Zhenxian on the shoulder.

"Hey, that's the case, I'll help you pay for this tuition, anyway, I'm not short of this money, and it hurts feelings when brothers talk about money."

Zhenxian nodded, but in this way, he felt that he owed Wen Xiaolong a favor, and then said softly: "In this way, I will ask you to borrow this tuition fee first, and then I will pay you back after I earn some extra money on the weekend?" ”

"Okay, although I don't lack this money, but if you insist on it, then I'll agree, let's go." Wen Xiaolong replied.