A café with an overall warm yellow color is located on the street of the commercial street.

The four big characters of autumn warmth are hung on it as a signboard.

Behind the glass door, a beautiful woman with long, wavy brown hair bends down to wipe the table with a rag.

The woman is very temperamental, and the beauty mole at the corner of her eye adds a bit of gentleness to it.

Under the sun, the woman raised her hand, slowly brushed away the hair that was somewhat obscuring her eyes, and her eyes swept inadvertently, facing Xia Yan outside the door.

The woman nodded slightly, her smile warm.

Xia Yan nodded his head and said hello.

His brow furrowed slightly.

He was in the commercial street last night, and now the damage caused by the hunt for Chen Yi has been repaired overnight, and all kinds of shops are open and in order.

It was exactly the same as before, as if the chase had never happened.

Looking at the leopard in the tube, you can see how much energy Beiqing has.

But Xia Yan thought about it for a long time, and still didn't remember the impression of this coffee shop.

It's like ...... out of thin air.

"Bell bell bell—"

The crisp bell rang suddenly through the radio, interrupting Xia Yan's distraction, and with a slap of his head, he rushed away again after the footsteps he had just stopped.

"Damn, I'm really going to be late now!"

……

In the coffee room, the woman finished wiping the table, put the rag on the side of the bucket, and stretched.

In a trance, the gentle and tranquil temperament seemed to change for a moment, and a touch of abyss-like charm just appeared, and then disappeared again.

The charm is like the whispers of the old gods.

It is like the eyes of a giant whale under the deep sea.

"Is this the one you look up to?"

"For him, are you reluctant to leave after the task is completed, but stay as a student?"

"Looks like we're going to get closer to him."

The woman crossed her waist with one hand, watched Xia Yan run into the teaching building, and smiled slightly.

……

Beiqing Teaching Building, 3rd Floor, Class A of the first grade.

Class A is a huge open classroom.

Most of the classrooms in Beiqing are like this, starting from the first grade to the fourth grade, and people from each grade are supported to audit.

Therefore, although there are only twenty or thirty people in a class, there are enough people in a classroom to seat one or two hundred.

This also has something to do with the predecessor of the Northern Qing Dynasty, when the aura did not recover, or the end of the law era, the teaching philosophy of the Northern Qing Dynasty is to be eclectic, and support any student who loves learning to audit, whether the other party is a student of the Northern Qing Dynasty, or whether it is a student, you can.

At this time, the classroom of Class A was already full of students, in addition to the new students, there were also many seniors and seniors.

These people, without exception, all stared at the man standing on the podium, with his back to the crowd, writing his name on the blackboard.

This person has blue broken hair, is tall, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and has a cold temperament.

After quickly writing the word "Zhuang Miao" on the blackboard, he turned around.

"Hello everyone, first time we met, I am the Beiqing Teaching Group, the tutor of the offensive ability sub-subject, and the future head teacher of your Class A, my name is Zhuang Miao."

As soon as the words fell, the entire classroom burst into applause.

In particular, the senior students who came to audit the auditors had red faces with excitement.

It stands to reason that it is just the first class of the new students, and even if they can sit in on it, there is no need to listen to it.

The reason why these senior students came was because they were all coming for Zhuang Miao.

This is the youngest mentor in the entire Northern Qing Dynasty.

Although he is a little more serious, when it comes to teaching, he is the real authority.

Who would want to miss such a big man's lesson?

I can't forgive myself for being a minute late!

But soon, these seniors were taught a lesson by Xia Yan.

They didn't dare, but Xia Yan dared.

"Report!"

Xia Yan raised his hand, panting and holding on to the door frame, looking at Zhuang Miao and smiling: "Sorry teacher, I'm late." ”

There was silence in the audience, and Dao Dao's eyes as if he could kill people were cast in an instant.

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression was strange.

What's the situation?

Look at the school emblem on these people's chests...... They're all seniors.

Why do you look at yourself with bitterness and hatred?

Neurotic, it's not them who want to be scum!

Thinking of this, Xia Yan straightened his waist and glared back.

"Before I came, I arrived on time, not in advance, Beiqing gave a lot of class time, but you were late......"

Zhuang Miao didn't look back, put the lesson plan in his hand on the table, and said in a cold voice: "I hate people who are not punctual, such people usually can't go far on the path of cultivation." ”

"That...... My dorm was a bit far away and there was a bit of a delay on the way......"

Xia Yan explained weakly.

"I don't like people who make excuses, they don't have any responsibility."

Zhuang Miao said lightly: "Forget it this time, don't take it as an example." ”

"Thank you, mentor......"

Xia Yan shrunk his neck and nodded.

Doesn't it mean that when you go to college, you will become looser?

Why is this teacher still so tight?

"Your name is Xia Yan, right, the champion of Jiang City this year...... No wonder you dare to be late, well, I remember you, for a moment of strength test, I will focus on you. ”

Zhuang Miao nodded on the table, with an expression of no waves: "Capable people will always be mavericks, your champion status can make me tolerate your tardiness, I hope your strength also has this kind of capital." ”

"If you don't meet my expectations, your next days in Beiqing will be very sad."

Zhuang Miao lifted her glasses and seemed to smile, but the smile flashed, and Xia Yan wondered if she was dazzled, "It's very sad." ”

"Oh."

Xia Yan touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

I was targeted by the head teacher on the first day I came, and I was really unlucky today.

Sighing in his heart, Xia Yan looked around the seats, intending to find an empty seat to sit down, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Little handsome guy, here and here! I've got you a seat. ”

The senior sister who took Xia Yan to the dormitory yesterday lowered her voice at this time and waved her hand wildly at herself.

"Senpai is so good......"

Xia Yan was moved, Beiqing is really a humane place.

Just as he was about to pass, a murderous aura came from nowhere.

This murderous aura is very familiar!

Xia Yan felt that the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and he turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, he saw Xie Qianyu sitting not far away, holding his arms with both hands, and looking at him coldly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Xu is the first day of school, and because few people dare to talk to this daughter of the Martial Arts League, a large number of seats are vacated around Xie Qianyu.

"Come here."

Xie Qianyu didn't say much, but the killing intent in his tone made Xia Yan understand that the other party was not talking casually.

"Got it."

Xia Yan wanted to cry without tears, so he could only sit down, and waved his hand in the direction of the senior sister with a wry smile.

What could he do?

This is a sick girl!

"Huh...... Don't even give me face? ”

Seeing that Xia Yan didn't come, the senior sister looked at Xia Yan's back faintly, and her eyes slowly narrowed into a slit.

She's a little upset.

In the seat in front of the senior sister, a girl wearing a hood glanced back in Xia Yan's direction.

The girl looked at Xia Yan silently, her gaze lingered on Xie Qianyu's body for a moment, and then slowly moved away.

"Idiot Xia Yan."

The girl whispered an evaluation.