Chapter 80: The Diligent Student

But I don't care if they learn from me, in my eyes, these are just a bunch of naïve children, only children will take the accent as the object of teasing, in fact, those children don't know, their accent is also extremely awkward to us.

When I was in a strange environment, I was ridiculed for a few words, which was nothing, and I was able to comfort myself.

Brother Rundong walked out of the classroom.

After a look around the beautiful school, I calmed down and comforted each other.

I thought that getting to the field would make it easy for us and avoid trouble, but it wasn't like that.

It's class time now, *The field is full of children playing, when Brother Rundong appeared on the *field, he immediately became the focus again, he was obviously a head taller than the children around him, he was 16 years old, two or three years older than the oldest children here, plus his figure was already tall, standing in the group of children like standing out from the crowd, very eye-catching, all the eyes of all the children around him were focused on him, and he was still muttering quietly.

"Where did this stupid big guy come from?"

"It's rustic, and you still come to our school to study at such an old age?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"It's like it's sick. ”

"Hmm!"

......

These little kids don't hide their attitude, they speak loudly.

This is a problem that has been haunting Brother Rundong, not only the age of those adults who discriminate against him, but even these children, Brother Rundong's face is even more embarrassed at the moment.

I don't know if Brother Rundong now regrets his choice to leave the village in the first place, is it really worth it for him to insist on going to this school? I don't believe that he doesn't regret it at all, he could have been a young master in our village, a great talent, but after he came out, he was treated like a fool, and was rejected so much, coldly treated, rolled eyes, sarcastic, ridiculed, etc., I don't know if he should be shaken in his heart.

Seeing Brother Rundong's iron-clad face, I knew he was thinking.

Although I don't agree with Brother Rundong's decision to go to school, and I don't think his decision is a good choice, but I still don't want to see Brother Rundong being ridiculed, but we can't stop those children's mouths, because all children now have this opinion, so I immediately led Brother Rundong to the school wall, where there are fewer people, which can at least let us hear some gossip.

"It's almost class, let's go back to the classroom. After a long silence, Brother Rundong said to me calmly on the surface.

It seems that he gave the answer to all this.

I nodded, said nothing, and walked back to the classroom with Brother Rundong, ready to start the next class.

Pang Shihu and the others already felt bored, and besides, it was almost time to go to school, so he just glared at Brother Rundong, who returned to the classroom, and did not come to entangle.

We waited calmly for the next lesson.

This class is a formation course, which is a class that we have never had before.

The person who came to the class was an old man with a wrinkled face and a white beard, he looked a bit like an old Taoist priest, and everyone called him Teacher Bai. The formation course he taught was not the most advanced magic array, but the oldest formation used to line up troops to fight, that is, the formation combat method of marching and fighting with hundreds of people and thousands of people, which was somewhat similar to the eight-coat formation and the one-word long snake formation in the world before I crossed it.

Yes, the formation course is also taught, we are a noble school here, and the aristocratic school that charges two silver coins a month for tuition, of course, there is a formation course.

Obviously, in this foreign world that advocates force, not only the cultivation of personal fighting skills is arranged in the classroom, but even the basic art of war on the march is now being learned by these children, this is the education system of regular schools, especially aristocratic schools, these children are estimated to be officials in the future, of course they have to learn the knowledge of arranging troops, our village school does not talk about this, it is estimated that the mastiff does not understand this.

"Now please take out the basic formation knowledge textbook, and we will start to learn the formation knowledge. Teacher Bai said in a long tone, but he didn't expect that he not only looked like an old Taoist priest, but even spoke in a tone as long as an old Taoist priest reading heavenly books.

Hearing this, the students around them all took out their textbooks as slowly as they struggled to carry heavy objects.

The student's movement was slow, and the pace of Teacher Bai's speech seemed to be slower than that of the student, in fact, he didn't look at the actions of the students in the audience at all, but just tilted his head slightly, half-closed his eyes, and slowly shook his head and said: " The content of the formation is broad and profound, as you learn more content, the more you will find the infinite illusion of the formation, now you are only learning the basic formation, you must keep it in mind, for the future students with complex formation content to prepare, let's start the class, in the last class we talked about the first step after the attack of the Panhua Snake Formation, this lesson we talk about ......"

is like an old Taoist priest chanting scriptures, and Teacher Bai is like a chattering old man, speaking very cumbersomely.

I had never been exposed to formation knowledge before, and I felt a little struggling to learn it halfway. I looked up at the students around me, they were all listless, obviously, these dogmatic and mechanical formation content is very boring and boring for the children, far less than hearing the anecdotes of other empires to attract the children's attention, coupled with the melodious and slow tone of the white teacher, the rigid and boring explanation, this is like a lullaby, after a while, most of the students below lie on the table and start sleeping.

"I'm sleepy!"

I couldn't help but want to doze off, if it weren't for the tuition fee of two silver coins a month, and the requirement set by the principal for us to catch up with the learning progress of other students as soon as possible, I would have fallen down long ago.

The students in front of them have already fallen down, even if a few of them are not asleep, they are all holding their chins with their hands, and their eyes are slightly closed in barely support, and it is estimated that those children are also heartbroken The tuition of this school can only last until now.

And the old man Bai on the podium completely ignored the situation of the students below falling down, and it was estimated that the following situation was like this every time he went to class, so he seemed to be like an old Taoist priest chanting, and still continued to chant the content of the book that he estimated to have read thousands of times, and he didn't even bother to change the tone, and he had the strength to not stop if everyone fell asleep.

I turned my head to look at Brother Rundong, if he couldn't hold on, I also lay down and squinted for a while, I guess the effect of this content after class will be more attractive than what the old man said.

But what surprised me was that I saw that Brother Rundong's expression was different from everyone else, his eyes widened, staring at the old Taoist priest in front of him, Brother Rundong's eyes were reluctant to blink, as if he had seen his daughter-in-law, no! No, like an old cow seeing the tender grass, looking hungry and thirsty, eager to hold the old white man to his side and tell himself.

"Are you also interested in the content of Brother Rundong's formation?"

"Probably not! This is very boring, it is estimated that Brother Rundong was really asked by the principal to make him have to meet the requirements of all subjects within five months! That's why he insisted like this. ”

I guess.

Since Brother Rundong can insist on listening to the class, I will also insist on it for a while, but I am really too lazy to learn these things, this knowledge really does not help me much, my goal has already been set, I will go to the world alone in the future, take the personal strong route, practice personal strength, fight alone, learn the formation of hundreds of thousands of people is a hairy use?

Just when Zhou Gong exerted his might, Zhou Chengcheng was assisting me to become a top powerhouse, gold and silver were waiting for me to pick it up, the beauty was smiling at me like a cloud, and saliva was flowing out immediately, suddenly, there was a strange voice around me that suddenly sounded.

"Teacher, you just said that in the seventh form of the formation, there are ten people from the No. 5 position to the No. 6 position, why is this?"

In such a quiet class, the lullaby was suddenly interrupted, and a very discordant voice came out, and said such a complex logical relationship, which obviously seemed very abrupt, even more harsh than the bell after class.

I hurriedly opened my hazy eyes, wiped the corners of my mouth, and then looked at the seat next to me, because the voice just now was sounding beside me, this is Brother Rundong's voice