Chapter 170: Teacher, Do You Want to Come Together?

"Haha, little cubs, you're hungry! Look what I've brought you! ”

Walking back down the familiar path to the reinforcement system, seeing that he was about to arrive at the central training ground, Sicaro smirked as he carried a huge metal storage box, and he could already imagine the sparkling eyes of the children in his mind.

Bang!

The big man easily threw the huge metal box in his hand on the ground, stirring up a faint layer of smoke, and Sicaro turned his back to all the students, raised his arms to show off the strong muscles like granite, and said loudly in a tone of surprise.

"Behold, all pure water and bread!"

This is the most handsome and majestic posture he has summed up over the years, and a man should have a strong and reliable back.

“……”

It was unusually quiet behind him, and if it weren't for the fact that he could clearly feel the vigorous vitality, Sicaro would even think he was in the wrong place.

Sicaro couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why is it so calm this year?

According to the situation of previous sessions, at this time, there should be cheers, and even some seedlings with better physical fitness will rush up directly - is it possible that the physical fitness of this year's students is so poor, just a little distance on an empty stomach, and they all become soft-footed shrimp?

"Behold, all pure water and bread!"

"It's all for you!"

After waiting for a few seconds, Sicaro, who maintained a toned position, repeated his previous words aloud.

“……”

There was still no reaction to the indifference, no cheers, and no rushing students.

Sicaro felt the pressure for the first time, his bent arms slightly exerted force, his strong biceps bulged high, swallowed his saliva, and shouted loudly for the third time with a little embarrassment.

"The students of the second class of the first year of the intensive department, you are welcome!"

"Behold, it's all pure water and bread for you!"

Finally, he heard that there was no longer silence behind him, and the students' chatter began to grow unbridled.

"Who's this stupid big man?"

"I don't know, it seems to be an academy teacher."

"What is he doing...... Performance art? Seems like a weirdo. ”

"It looks like they're bringing us food, but it's really a slam."

"What are you thinking, how can Miss Angel be compared to him!"

Silly big guys?

Performance art?

Stingy?

The smile on Sicarlo's face gradually disappeared, and the green veins on his forehead couldn't help but feel a smile, this group of freshmen was too ignorant. It seems that with the change of the times, young people's thinking is also beginning to become more and more arrogant.

It's time to teach these kids a lesson, and only by letting them know the hardships of life will they cherish the kindness that comes from the elderly.

"Very good......

Sicaro put down the pose, grinded his teeth, turned around, and said slowly with a smile.

"I've decided, each of you, don't want to eat the contents of this box......"

Before he finished speaking, Sicaro looked at the people in front of him in shock.

"Wait! What are you holding in your hands! ”

"No, where did you get these things......"

It was completely different from the poor scene of hunger and thirst in his imagination.

I saw a group of freshmen, some holding chicken feet, some holding potato chips, and some pinching large pieces of chocolate, happily sitting on the ground, looking up at him with curiosity.

Except for a few people who looked a little strange, their noses and faces were swollen, and most of them were red and happy.

Behind the freshmen, there are two delicate food transport boxes that are usually only used when self-disciplined mechanical consignment is required. If Sicaro is not mistaken, the starting price for shipping costs alone is 500 points.

Sicaro could vaguely see that there seemed to be quite a few snacks and drinks left in the box.

"Everyone was hungry, so I went and bought some breakfast. Mr. Sicaro, have you eaten? Or together? ”

In the center of the crowd, a purple-haired girl dressed as a maid raised the dried meat in her hand towards Sicaro and replied solemnly.

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Hey, there are no eunuchs.

Okay, I'll continue to code another one, and write on both sides.

There should be more ~ tomorrow, right?