There are four primary classes in the fire department, one class a year, two classes a year, three classes a year, and four classes a year. They were in the same row, next to each other. Song Tianpeng found his class and walked in, at this time, more than half of the people in the class came, Song Tianpeng found a back window seat, and as soon as he sat down, someone patted him on the shoulder behind him.

"Hello, classmate, my name is Liu Mingda, what do you call me?"

Hearing this, Song Tianpeng was shocked, Liu Mingda, what a familiar name, an iron buddy in his high school called him by this name. Turning his head, a male classmate of 1.8 meters, wearing the same school uniform as Song Tianpeng, was smiling at himself, but he didn't expect his appearance to be somewhat similar to his high school classmates, which was too coincidental. Song Tianpeng looked a little excited, and shook Liu Mingda's hand.

"!"

Liu Mingda looked a little at a loss, where is this way to say hello, why haven't I seen it? Let the other party grab his hand and shake it there, obviously it was the first time they met, this kid was a little too excited. Liu Mingda thought wildly until a feeling of pain came from his hand.

"Ouch, brother, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts" Liu Mingda tried his best to pull out the hand he was holding, but to no avail, it was like being caught in pliers, and it hurt so much that Liu Mingda stomped his feet, and tears flowed out.

Hearing Liu Mingda's shout, Song Tianpeng reacted.

"Oh,, are you alright? I couldn't control my joy. Song Tianpeng let go of Liu Mingda's hand and asked a little embarrassed.

"You're happy, it's me who was hurt!" Liu Mingda shook his right hand, which was almost deformed, and complained with a bitter face. I just want to get to know my new classmates, and I haven't done anything hurtful!

"My fault, my fault, so be it, I'll have lunch for you!" Song Tianpeng hurriedly said.

"It's pretty much the same!hehe!" Liu Mingda's personality is very straightforward, and he doesn't care anymore when he sees Song Tianpeng's incessant apologies.

"Do you know why I greeted you just now?" asked Liu Mingda in a whisper in Song Tianpeng's ear.

"Huh?" Song Tianpeng was a little puzzled.

"I saw you on the day of school!" Liu Mingda whispered and squeezed his eyes at Song Tianpeng, which means you understand.

"It's not surprising that I came to the academy on the first day of school. ”

"Hehe, don't just turn around, brother! I saw a beautiful woman in red chasing you! And you keep shouting to kill someone, help!"

"Uh, you saw it all?" Song Tianpeng glanced at Liu Mingda depressedly.

"Haha, of course, I also saw the way that beautiful woman gritted her teeth after you ran away. Tell me brother, why did you offend others?" Liu Mingda said proudly.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I took a piece of cloth from her!" Song Tianpeng pouted.

"Ahh

"Isn't it, isn't it just a belly pocket, you want to fight hard with me, your temper is too bad!" Song Tianpeng also complained.

"What? The piece of cloth you said is her belly pocket!" Liu Mingda didn't react for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked uncertainly.

"yes!"

"Uh" Liu Mingda was completely speechless, this is 108,000 miles different from ordinary cloth, "Brother, you are too ruthless, you can think of such a unique method of picking up girls!

"Song Tianpeng is speechless, what kind of pickle girl is this!

"Brother, you haven't said what your name is?" Liu Mingda said.

"Oh, look at my head, I almost forgot, my name is Li Tianer, Muzi Li, the first day in the world, and the second second in the world. Song Tianpeng patted his head and said jokingly.

"Haha, it turned out to be the second brother! disrespectful and disrespectful!" Liu Mingda Wen Zou Zou said, and then asked with some doubts: "But brother, why don't you use one directly in your name?"

"I want to too, but it's a pity that I started a little late, and the name was called first. It's just a name, to put it bluntly, it's just a code name, and it's the same as anything. Song Tianpeng said.

"Hehe, what my brother said is yes!" Liu Mingda also agreed with Song Tianpeng's point of view, nodded and continued: "And brother, your second brother, my eldest brother, sounds like a family when you call it!"

"Brother Da, second brother, eldest brother, second brother, it sounds like that!"

"This is fate!"

"Haha"

Both burst out laughing.

It's so simple to get along with people, you can tell if you get along in a few words.

If you are like-minded, you are friends.

The course arrangement of the academy for new students is one class in the morning every day, and the rest of the time is freely arranged, and when all the basic theoretical knowledge is almost mastered, when the beginning of learning magic, it will be changed to a seven-day class, and sometimes students will be taken to the trial ground to practice, or go outside to experience to test the results of the students, of course, if you don't understand something, you can go to the teacher's office or residence at any time to ask him. Teachers play more of a guiding role, mainly relying on the students' own hard work.

Some people will ask, if this is the case, then can't you learn anywhere, why do you have to come all the way here? Indeed, the premise is that as long as you have the conditions and those resources, otherwise where did Song Tianpeng's martial arts cultivation come from? Isn't it self-taught. After all, there are only a few people who can study at home, and the college, as a place dedicated to teaching and educating people, is beyond the reach of any individual or family in many ways. The academy's library houses books in a variety of fields, from martial arts to magic codecs. No matter how special you are, there's always something for you here.

"Knock Knock"

Three low but heavy bells rang throughout the academy, and it was time for class.

The students in the classroom also stopped chatting and waited for the teacher to arrive, and everyone wanted to make a good impression on the teacher in the first class

After a while, an old man with a goatee walked in through the classroom door. The old man was dressed in a gray robe, his skin was a little dark, his face was serious, he was not tall but very fat, and the most eye-catching thing was his belly, which was bulging, compared with the pregnant women who were pregnant in October.

"Hello classmates! The old man walked up to the podium and was interrupted by a voice before he could finish his sentence.

"Old, teacher, good!"

Song Tianpeng pulled his throat and pulled a long voice, and shouted out naturally, like a conditioned reflex. After shouting, I regretted it, because none of the other classmates spoke. Now everyone's attention is focused on Song Tianpeng, and many students are covering their mouths and smiling while looking at him.

Song Tianpeng has the heart to die.

"This doesn't follow the routine!"

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Brothers, after reading it, I recommend collecting it, thank you!

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