What Xing Hao is thinking in his heart, he still hasn't figured it out, and he hasn't figured out what Chi Xiao is thinking now.

During the last self-study class in the morning, Si Yan came to the class, locked the door and sorted out the main contradictions between the first and third classes with the classmates.

"I asked the teachers who took you before, and finally figured out that the reason why Class 3 and Class 1 are on opposite sides is because the two coaches who took your class during the military training in the first year of high school didn't like each other."

The answer is so simple and rude, two young non-commissioned officers who don't like each other came to the school to become military training instructors, at that time they were just hairy boys in their early twenties, and they were trying their best to compete when leading the team to train, at first all the teachers thought that this was a 'healthy competition', so they didn't care at all, and the surprisingly excellent military training results of the last two classes also silently supported this point of view.

But what they don't know is that the military training will always leave a particularly deep memory in the hearts of the students in just a few days, and the personalities of the two instructors are also particularly attractive, many girls in the class have secretly written love letters, and later kept in touch for a period of time, but because they are busy with each other, the relationship gradually faded.

Lost practice with the instructor, the memory of military training was scattered, but the seeds of contradiction were planted, from then on, no matter the size of the school, the exam, the competition, must compete for the first and second, a class is a carefully selected top students composed of rocket class, the average score is always far ahead, but in addition to learning, other aspects are always crushed by the third class.

The original head teacher had big mood swings, and when he was in a good mood, he praised their class for their good grades, and when he was in a bad mood, he directly scolded them for what else could be done in addition to the grades.

Si Yan propped his hands on the podium and looked at the somewhat dull faces in the classroom.

"The teacher is not telling you these things today to persuade you to let go of your prejudices."

When he heard his words, the classmates who were working hard looked up at him one after another, while Chixiao looked at him from beginning to end.

I saw a shallow smile on the corner of the man's lips on the podium, the sunlight traced his delicate side face, and in a trance, Chixiao seemed to see the god of war Si Jiu in the ninefold sky.

Division, the division in charge of the world.

Nine, nine of the heavens.

The God of War Division Jiucheng Immortal was an invincible general in the mortal world before, holding countless blood in his palm, giving birth to a compassionate heart that compassion for the world, and then breaking the rules and sealing the gods, slaying demons and demons all the way, and pacifying the Six Realms.

He always has a kind and gentle smile, but no one dares to get close, because there are rolling mountains and rivers under his eyes, and under his feet are the stumps and broken limbs of countless defeated generals.

When his thoughts drifted away, Teacher Si on the podium said a sentence that made the students crazy.

"I don't advise you to tolerate it this time, let's face him head-on!"

As soon as these words came out, dozens of students under the podium screamed excitedly, and the most aggrieved person was Yu Bin, the sports commissioner who had lost.

"I've wanted to them for a long time!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Get them! to death hahaha! ”

Si Yan stood on the podium, wrapped one hand around his chest, and stretched out his index finger with the other hand and shook it gently: "Keep a low profile." ”

Work quietly, don't shoot a gun.