Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai, who slowly disappeared from his sight, and couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

If it's exactly the same as in the book, there's no manhood at all, if it weren't for the protagonist's party later, I'm afraid that I would only be able to stay in the Heaven Dou Empire for the rest of my life.

Tina's question pulled Zhu Zhuqing out of her thoughts.

"It's fine!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing was depressed in his heart, he was unwilling to show it, after all, he was still a child, why was he so sentimental.

Don't take the children around you, Tina and Song Fei are only eight-year-old children, if they are too old-fashioned, I am afraid that they will be unsociable.

Three days later, the college's knockout round was held as scheduled, and the ten classes were lined up in the square.

They knew that a class would be reorganized in the next ten days, and everyone knew who it was.

When Olanke entered the venue with the third class, Zhu Zhuqing found an interesting scene.

The other nine classes had the same expressions on their faces almost at the same time, yes, a kind of ridicule.

Olanco's expression was serious, and he didn't change in any way because he was greeted with ridicule by these people.

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Olanke's cold expression, it seemed that the rumors of the academy were all true.

And the reason why Zhu Zhuqing and the three of them were chosen for special training this time was that Zhu Zhuqing himself had not yet figured it out, but Zhu Zhuqing had made up his mind.

Let those who have always thought that Class 3 is garbage take a good look at how they stand here and do not move.

It's more to prove yourself to that person, and your suppression is just icing on the cake for me.

Olanke seemed to have discovered what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking, and his face showed a hint of relief.

As the third class that has been eliminated for three consecutive years, it has become a shame for the Royal Academy of the Star Luo Empire. From then on, entering the third class is a symbol of shame.

More people will choose to drop out of school to directly refuse to enter the third class, and those who stay in the third class to study will also be in the state of being monks in the future.

It's called being a monk for a day and hitting the clock for a day, and he doesn't have the heart to cultivate at all, anyway, he will be eliminated after three years, or even shorter.

Class 3, which has lost any vitality, can't be supported even by a perverted tutor. When a person's heart is defeated, he will never be able to get back up.

The worst class appears, and cynicism is inevitable.

"Mr. Oran, do you think you can win a game this time?"

No, the slut has already arrived, and the bearded man standing next to Olanco is really angry with his smiling and mocking tone.

But Olanco didn't show any displeasure, and smiled politely.

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Song, it looks like you can get the penultimate one this time? Congratulations. ”

Olanke's polite smile made Teacher Song stay in place.

But he soon regained his smug smile: "Why is Teacher Oran so mean, but with you in the background, isn't the penultimate one handy?" ”

Teacher Song laughed uncontrollably, not caring about the image of being an elder.

Zhu Zhuqing thought it was very interesting, listening to Mr. Olanke's words, it seemed that his class was not good, and the third class may be difficult to be a brother, but I didn't expect this teacher's ability to compare with people who are worse than himself, which is really strange.

"Teacher Song, guess how long your students can last under my students? Why don't we make a bet? ”

Teacher Song looked at Olanke with disdain and said, "What bet? ”

Olanke waved at the other tutors, although the class he led was not good, but his personal strength was not low, for these soul sects of more than forty levels who taught in the junior class, Olanke was the existence of the ceiling.

The other eight teachers approached one after another, regardless of the fact that the vice president of the junior district on the stage was talking about the rules of the competition.

After all, the two classes with the worst grades got together, and the others of course had the purpose of eating melons.

Teacher Song's face instantly became ugly, and Zhu Zhuqing was concentrating on two things, listening to the vice dean talk about the rules of the game, and listening to the movements of Olanke's side.

"Mr. Oran, is there something wrong with you? Gather us all together. ”

Olanke glanced at Teacher Song, who was unhappy, still smiling, and did not become extremely angry at the slightest provocation by Teacher Song.

"It's nothing, Mr. Song wants to make a bet with me."

Good guy, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but praise Olanke, obviously you proposed to bet on it, and now you threw the pot to others, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but cast a look.

"Bet? Mr. Oran, what are you betting with Mr. Song? ”

"Yes, yes."

The thought in the minds of the rest of the group is that it's hilarious to bet between the two of you in the worst class.

However, there are free melons to eat, and this kind of scene happened nine years ago. That time the Olanco bet was a failure.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Teacher Song's face, Olanke didn't care so much.

"My bet with Mr. Song is that his students will be able to hold out for three rounds under my students?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback by Olanke's words, not to mention other teachers.

Three rounds, isn't that too much of an exaggeration?

Zhu Zhuqing seriously suspected that the teacher had been dropped, although the special training was very effective, but he didn't know what the opponent's situation was. Aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face if you are so sloppy?

Sure enough, after listening to Olanco's words, the other eight teachers glanced at each other, and smiled perfunctorily.

"Mr. Oran, I heard you right! Three rounds? ”

A young female teacher was stunned, she couldn't do this in her class.

"You heard it right!"

Teacher Song was so angry with Olanke that his lungs were too explosive.

was so arrogant in front of all the teachers, Teacher Song was very angry.

"Olanco, okay, since you said that your student can defeat my student in three rounds, what if you lose?"

Teacher Song no longer calls Mr. Olanke by his first name.

Olanco was still smiling, not angry.

"If I lose, I'll shout three times in the square that Olanco is rubbish! How is it? ”

Teacher Song didn't agree, thinking that you were a waste of teaching in the academy, what is the use of you doing this.

"So what do you say?"

"It's simple, if you lose, get on your knees and kowtow to me three times, and call me Olanco a piece of rubbish. What do you think? ”

This request was very excessive, and the teachers around me talked about it.

"That Teacher Song, isn't this a bit excessive? After all, we are all teachers in the same college. ”

"Yes, I think it's better to change it, so as not to hurt everyone's harmony."

The reason why they defend Olanco is actually based on Olanco's own strength. And not for anything else.