Volume 1, The Origin of the Sword Chapter 3 Young Master, something is wrong
If this continues, sooner or later the phone will run out of power and turn off.
Will not the way back to earth be cut off?
He looked worried.
Time passes.
The time of the class is very fast, and it will come to an end.
The bell rings for the end of class.
It's finally time for school.
"Alright, that's all for today's lesson. ”
The old teacher Xi Ding Sanshi habitually drank saliva to moisten his throat.
"Students, the [Basic Swordsmanship Close Quarter-Quarters Triple Link] has all been explained and demonstrated, everyone must practice diligently in these three days, and strive to achieve a good result in the mid-year competition, everyone also knows that this competition is the only reference standard for the academy to select the qualifications for the [Tianjiao Battle], as long as you can stand out in the competition, you will hope to represent the academy and participate in the highest honor battle sequence of our young warriors in Yunmeng City......"
The students were all enthusiastic about what the old teacher said.
[Tianjiao Battle].
The dreams of all the boys and girls in Cloud Dream City.
It is also the dream of countless teenagers and girls in the Beihai Empire, representing the highest glory battlefield of the younger generation of warriors.
The old teacher Ding Sanshi nodded with satisfaction.
At this time, his gaze swept and fell on Lin Beichen's body again.
This goods is still in a daze.
Is it tolerable or intolerable?
The old teacher almost went berserk in an instant, rushing over and rubbing the brainless man to the ground a hundred times.
But when he thought of Zhan Tianhou's entrustment to him before leaving, Ding Sanshi had no choice but to suppress his roar.
He cleared his throat, forcibly made a pleasant face, and said: "Lin Beichen, since you have been enrolled in the class for a year, you have taken several monthly exams, and every time you have scored zero points in theory classes, and you have zero wins in actual combat classes, you are the oldest in the class, but you are still only a first-class samurai, you can't write well, you can't do martial arts, and you don't listen carefully in class, don't you feel ashamed?"
"I don't think so. ”
Lin Beichen studied the mobile phone intently, and said casually absentmindedly without raising his head.
"You ......"
Ding Sanshi choked.
This little bitch.
Ahhhh
He raised his voice an octave, and said angrily: "Your father 'Zhan Tianhou' is one of the top ten famous generals of the empire, fighting for the country, shedding blood and sweat, and your sister Lin Tingchan is also the legend and pride of the younger generation of swordsmen in our Fengyu Province, and you, as the concubine of the Hou Ye, have set such a shameful record, and you are so indifferent?"
"And what am I going to do?"
Lin Beichen asked impatiently: "Am I proud to set this kind of record? ”
"You ......"
The old teacher Xi Ding Sanshi choked again.
Listen up!
Is this human speech?
"Lin Beichen, don't forget, you have already been expelled from the Provincial First Junior College and the Provincial Second Junior College, if you are expelled from our Third Academy again, according to the laws of the Empire, you will no longer be eligible to enter any academy to study. ”
The old teacher roared angrily.
Gaba Gaba Gaba.
It was the sound of his clenched fists.
He was afraid that he couldn't help it, so he rushed over and punched this gentleman to death.
At this time, Lin Beichen finally put down his mobile phone.
He stood up and retorted loudly.
"What does it matter if you are fired?"
"Who am I?"
"Son of the Marquis of Zhantian!"
"What is a sister-in-law, understand?"
"I, Lin Beichen, but a beautiful man who will inherit the title of Marquis of Zhantian sooner or later, hehe, when the time comes, even if you don't have to do anything, you will still have fine clothes and food, a group of wives and concubines, and the guards will be like rain, sleeping until you wake up naturally every day, counting the money until your hands cramp...... I still have to work so hard to cultivate?"
"It's impossible to cultivate, it's impossible to cultivate in this life. ”
"I, Lin Beichen, even if I starve to death, die outside, and jump down from here, I won't be like you who practice every day without interest. ”
The impassioned proclamation reverberates in the church.
So, under the beautiful sunshine of early summer, in the sacred and solemn second-grade teaching house, under the dumbfounded gaze of the sixty students in the class, the old teacher Ding Sanshi, who has fifteen years of rich teaching experience, was defeated without any chance of victory in front of the number one gentleman in Yunmeng City.
Lin Beichen's impassioned declaration seemed to echo in the church hall for a long time.
Ding Sanshi covered his heart and held the podium.
That's when —
Bang Dang!
The door was slammed open.
"Young master, young master is not good......
The sound of dry howls pierced the silence in the classroom, and a thin old man in his fifties, with sinister eyebrows, rushed in in a panic.
"Steward Wang?"
Lin Beichen was stunned.
He recognized that the old man who rushed in was the chief butler of the Zhantianhou Mansion.
"Young master, it's not good, woe, the sky is falling......"
When Steward Wang saw Lin Beichen, he couldn't help but rush over, hugged his thighs and cried.
"Dog-like things, get out of the way, snot is smeared on the young master's uniform...... Don't suffer Lao Tzu. Lin Beichen kicked the old man away with a look of disgust, and said, "What is the sky falling?" Say it clearly, otherwise I will break your legs. ”
He behaved very ferociously.
There's no way, his current character is arrogant and unscrupulous.
If you don't 'perform in your true colors', the character design will collapse.
If you jump, you will be suspected.
There is a danger of being dragged to the temple square and burned to death.
"Young master, the master has an accident, just now the palace came to the Qincha, with a large team of people, read out the holy decree, saying that the master is on the front line, does not respect the order, insists on going his own way, is ambushed, 50,000 elite troops are annihilated, the master absconds in fear of crime...... The Hou Mansion was confiscated, the slaves and servants were dismissed, and the title of the Hou Ye was also stripped away......"
Steward Wang howled like a mourner.
What the?
Lin Beichen was taken aback.
"Wait, you dog, don't be in a hurry to cry and mourn...... Come on, did the Holy Decree mention Young Master Ben?"
He asked busily.
This is the fucking rhythm of raiding the family and exterminating the clan.
He is the son of a criminal minister, so he won't be going to catch Ling Chi for the Dog Emperor and execute him, right?
If that's the case, you'll have to run for your life.
Steward Wang howled and said, "I mentioned it, I said that the young master is a brain-dead, and he will be degraded to a civilian, and he will not be held accountable, and the young master will be left to fend for himself in Yunmeng City......"
Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.
In this way, the Dog Emperor is still a little human.
Unexpectedly, the 'brain disease' of the predecessor actually saved his life at a critical moment.
Then don't be afraid.
"Young master, what can I do about this, young master, the Lin family is going to be finished......"
In the quiet teaching house, Steward Wang hugged Lin Beichen's thigh and howled.
"Panic hammer, and my sister. ”
When it was none of his business, Lin Beichen was calm.
That sixteen-year-old little chick is a once-in-a-century genius, known as the demon that 'the whole empire is expecting her to grow up', not only is she strong, but she is also said to be notoriously ruthless.
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