Chapter Seventy-Nine, Advance
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couldn't shirk it, Wu Zhe had to pack up some things at random, let the little furball stay in the dormitory and set off with the big guy in the direction of the teaching building. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The air is exceptionally fresh in the morning, especially on the island of springs.
Wu Zhe originally thought that the test of the teaching effect was a matter between the two classes of the Department of Literature, and it would end at once. Unexpectedly, everyone was taken to an empty square.
This square is a large circle, which is the competition ground of the Jiande Military Academy.
There was a huge stage in the center of the square, and there were seats under the stage, and Wu Zhe and the others had already had many students before they arrived, most of them were in the first and second years of the martial arts department. The students were talking to each other, and the environment was very noisy.
There are three rows of seats on the stage, presenting a door word. Some of the second-year literature students are already sitting on the left. Wu Zhe and the others were quickly taken to the right position, just face to face with the second-grade students.
Everyone was looking at each other curiously, only Wu Zhe turned around and looked at so many classmates in the audience, and he was still a little nervous...
Xu Ran glanced at Wu Zhe and asked with concern, "Little Liu, what's wrong?" Can your wheelchair be secured? But don't fall. ā
Wu Zhe nodded and said, "My wheelchair is very safe, you can rest assured." ā
"That's good."
Wei Zhong curiously pulled Xu Ran's arm and asked, "Boss, didn't you mean that it was a discussion day for our first-year students?" Why are the second-graders coming? ā
"I don't know about this, Teacher Fu said so yesterday."
"Teacher Fu? Mr. Fu Bo? ā
"That's right.."
ā........ Well, it was he who said it, so I'm not surprised..."
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The noisy circle center arena was quiet immediately after the principal appeared, but after everyone saw several teachers behind the principal, there were several shouts one after another, and then, the shouts came and went, and they couldn't stop anymore...
"Wow, it's a crocodile teacher..."
"Aren't all crocodile teachers only in the cabinet? I didn't expect to be here today. ā
"Who is the crocodile teacher?"
"You're not, aren't you? I don't even know who the fierce crocodile teacher is, but he is one of the four elders of the cabinet of the Jiande Military Academy. It is rumored that his Huaishui heart method has entered the back volume, but no one knows whether it is true or not. The last time the barbarians attacked the Northern Scattered Country, the president of the Northern Scattered Country personally went to the military academy to ask the fierce crocodile teacher to go out of the island to help. ā
The fierce crocodile that the students say is always called Jiang Chuan Evil, and he is nicknamed the fierce crocodile. He was a martial arts genius fifty years ago. The personality is cold and does not like words.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Xu Wu laughed and joked at Jiang Chuan: "Look at you, they all told you not to come with you, making such a big noise." ā
Shrugging his shoulders, Jiang Chuanwei didn't expect that he had become so famous, touched the crocodile staff in his hand, and smiled helplessly: "I have to find a decent military advisor for your precious son..."
Xu Wu shook his head and laughed, and continued as he walked: "It seems that Shang Shui's recent performance must be good. ā
"Compared with the two disciples I graduated, it's so-so, but your son's talent and qualifications are still passing, and he has learned your stunt "Shangquan Chaos", which is still a good seedling... Eh, why are there fewer and fewer of your second-year literature students? ā
"It's not all to blame on the old man who lives with you, his torturous training has caused fewer and fewer children to sign up for our literature department..."
"Hahaha, is that so..."
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Chatting about some topics, Xu Wu still asked Jiang Chuanwei the question he had been asking in his heart, and said embarrassedly: "Why don't you see Xu Shangshui coming with you, do you have to bother you as a master to find a teammate?" ā
Jiang Chuan laughed evilly, rubbed the crocodile staff in his hand, looked at Xu Wu with a wicked smile and said slowly: "You are really strange, it would be good if you wanted him to come to the cabinet to take a look, and he would go around with me every time." Your son has recently been in retreat to impact the Huaishui Ear Shun stage. I happened to be free when I was a master, so I helped him come over and see these literature students..."
Xu Wu's hands were tight, and he didn't react much when he heard what the fierce crocodile said on the surface, but in his heart he was already happy and excited. The other teachers beside him were also shocked, and they began to talk softly.
"I've just turned 19 years old, and I'm hitting the ear stage? Could it be that he is another genius at the level of Wu Ran? ā
"The tiger father has no dogs.."
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"Everyone, be quiet."
"The main purpose of gathering the first- and second-year students today is to assign the second-year literature students who don't have a team to go to the Fengrui Continent.
Because last night the military academy received a document letter from the state, saying that the transmission time of the Fengrui Continent had started ahead of schedule, and it was estimated that at the beginning of November, some of the people present here would have to go to the Zhonghai teleportation station. ā
There was a commotion..
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"Okay, okay, everybody, be quiet. Early teleportation is not something that happened to you alone, it has happened many times in the past. ā
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Xu Wu waited for the students' discussion to gradually subside before continuing into the microphone: "First of all, congratulations to the first-year literature students, all of you have been directly promoted to the second-year. ā
There was another commotion.
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"Today's news is indeed a bit surprising, but can you let me finish it all at once?"
Most of the excited students were first-year students, and the second-year students were extremely quiet, which shows the changes that have taken place in the students during the year of staying at the Jiande Military Academy.
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After the laughter of the students, Xu Wu suddenly said with a serious face: "Next, the teachers who lead the team pay attention." If any student talks undisciplined again after I speak, give them some punishment when they go back. ā
"Yes!"
All the teachers responded unanimously, and the morale was overwhelming. Silence the whole venue in an instant...
"The number of students in the second-year martial arts department is relatively large, but there are only more than forty second-year students in the literature department, so this time, all eighteen students in the first-year literature department are counted in the second year."
There were leading teachers staring, and the students began to become well-behaved, shaking their heads at each other and looking at the others, without saying a word. Xu Wu was finally able to speak smoothly.
"The military academy will not forget the first-year martial arts students, although you, like the first-year literature students, do not have much time for rigorous training, but there is also a chance to enter the second year.
Now let me ask first, do the first-year students of the martial arts department feel that they are not ready, or do they want to go to the Fengrui Continent next year more safely? Now you can go back to your dorm room and rest. First-year literature students, you are the same, everyone has the right to make their own choices. ā
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