After participating in the league, Fang Dong was in the excitement, busy collecting information about the next league every day, according to rumors, the theme of the next league may be a music theory competition, a dance competition or a painting competition, Fang Dong feels that he is going to be cold, this kind of art competition.

"Xi Dongdong, please tell us where the energy ore of the mecha is mainly produced." Fang Dong, who was browsing the forum on his personal terminal, was named by the teacher.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I don't know."

The teacher didn't seem to care and asked her to sit down.

Fang Dong, who no longer dared to play with the terminal, was dizzy and finished the second half of the class, and was about to leave the classroom, but when he walked to the door, he saw the female teacher of the mechanical cognition class standing there looking at her, "Xi Dongdong, you come with me." “

Fang Dong's heart chuckled.

"I heard my husband say you're a good boy, but I can't tell from your performance in these two classes or your last homework."

The teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Who is your husband?"

"It's your instructor during physical training, Wu Meng, the active North Base Army." The teacher crossed his arms and explained in detail.

"Sorry teacher, I've been playing in a league lately." Fang Dong was very aware of his mistake and immediately admitted it.

"I heard you want to be a mech." Fang Dong mentioned this when he chatted with the instructor before.

"Yes teacher" Fang Dong began to think that in a while, the nearest rail car back to the dormitory would be gone, and there was a flattering smile on his face, hoping that this lecture would end as soon as possible.

"Then you can give me a hand-copy of the questions I tested you today, as well as the classification and use of the mecha, to make up for your desertion today, this is an extra homework you need to do" After speaking, the teacher smiled crookedly and walked towards the teacher's apartment.

“??” Fang Dong felt that a question mark appeared above his head, there was already a lot of homework in the mechanical cognition class.

"The instructor misunderstood me!" Fang Dong let out the same exclamation as Xiaopang before, sure enough, it was not a family that did not enter the door.

When Fang Dong carefully completed the homework and handed it in, he finally got an extra task from the teacher of the cognition class.

"I ???"

And the teacher of the elementary boxing method of the other course, is much more amiable, as long as there is a child who has signed up for his course, he will teach patiently, and there is no extracurricular homework at all, although there are many basic knowledge of boxing to remember, Fang Dong saw on the forum that students from other schools complained about the elementary boxing method, the classroom was abused by the teacher, and there was actually text homework outside the classroom.

Therefore, in the class of primary boxing, Shang Dong has always been very serious, I don't know if the rays in space have changed the body, Fang Dong obviously feels that his physical fitness and strength have made a qualitative leap from before.

Every punch feels like it carries wind and power.

"You have a lot of strength, Xi Dongdong, but the memory of your muscles doesn't match it, so I think if you don't want to waste this talent, you can come back every Sunday afternoon to sit in on another class." The boxing teacher made this suggestion because Fang Dong was about to break his strength board in every class, but his posture was still not standardized.

"Are my movements really that irregular," although Fang Dong found that his movements were indeed a little worse than those of other classmates.

"Yes, look at your punch, although it is very powerful, my board is about to be broken by you, but the force value of the blow you show is not high, because your movement is off, and the power of the entire fist is not concentrated at a point, and it is all scattered around." The teacher took a breath and punched himself, "See, I only used fifty percent of my strength, and the strength value that came out was much higher than yours. ”

The teacher was too patient, and Fang Dong was moved to agree to the invitation to make up the class on Sunday.

"You're going to class on Sunday?" Callant was originally going to call Fang Dong to the Internet café in the afternoon, "Don't you want me to take you to the mecha storm in the afternoon?" ”

Fang Dong had a painful expression on his face, and missed another opportunity to gather wool, "Go at night." ”

Calante rolled her eyes and sunk into the couch, "Think beautifully"

Seeing Fang Dong coming, the teacher came up very happily to greet him.

"It's me who came early, why didn't everyone come" Fang Dong looked around and only saw three classmates.

"Let's go and change clothes, there are no military contract students in this school, and there are very few people who take this course," the teacher explained.

Fang Dong changed his clothes and came out, the three classmates had already started practicing, one of them was particularly eye-catching, he was very standard in terms of strength and posture, Fang Dong walked over to see the force value on his panel, which was twice as high as the average she usually played.

I could die with this punch!! This sentence with an exclamation mark drifted through Fang Dong's mind.

"Look at Harris, his strength is not much greater than yours, but every punch he throws is much higher than yours."

Fang Dong could only nod approvingly beside him

Harris is a cool boy and continues to punch without looking back when he hears the compliment.

"This kid doesn't like to talk," the teacher began to correct Fang Dong's movements.

Fang Dong squinted at the blonde Harris, what a cute and stubborn little boy.

The boxing teacher was very patient to guide Fang Dong's movements, "Look at Harris's jab, it's really standard" or this patient guidance, "Look at Harris's left hook, how much power it contains, you can imitate it."

Fang Dong was stimulated to fight, and then practiced for an afternoon, and finally made progress in his nails.

At the end of the class, Harris finally said the first sentence to everyone: "Goodbye, teacher." Then he walked away without looking back.

The teacher sighed, "This kid is good at everything, it would be better if he could talk as much nonsense as you." ”

Fang Dong"? "For a while, I don't know if it's a positive or derogatory way to talk so much nonsense.

In the station, Fang Dong met the blonde and blue-eyed cool boy Harris again.

"Hi" Fang Dong hid embarrassedly.

The other party is also embarrassed hi back. The two did not speak.

Fortunately, Fang Dong's car came first, and Fang Dong hurriedly left.

After a few weeks of practice, Fang Dong finally mastered the elements of the primary boxing technique.

"It's okay, Xi Dongdong, it's still useful to make up classes," the teacher smiled with relief. "It's still a little worse than Harris, though."

Fang Dong glanced at Harris's value, "It's not a little worse, teacher"

Just as Harris stopped to wipe his sweat, "You're already good like this"

Fang Dong finally heard Harris say the third sentence.

"Ahh

When I went back this time, Fang Dong excitedly said to Calant, "That little genius of boxing actually praised me"

Callante let out a blank sigh. "The month's lunch has been served, tomorrow you will have lunch by yourself"

Fang Dong let out a wail.

The second round of the Education Star League was a painting, and Fang Dong's painting with chicken paws didn't even enter the qualifiers.

"However, if you can accompany me to fight the Mecha Master, and if you play well, I can consider continuing to treat you to lunch" Callant. Really rich. Blake said coldly.

"Good!" Fang Dong raised his hand: "But you pay for the Internet fee!" ”

Kalante nodded, in agreement.

Fang Dong then embarked on the road of e-sports sparring.