"Morning!" At the door of the classroom, Luo Xun waved his hand at Zhao Yang with a smile and said, "You kid, why do you go home if you're fine?"

"Something, of course there's something!"

Zhao Yang smiled and stepped forward to put his arm around Luo Xun's thin shoulder, and the two walked towards the classroom with a laugh.

As soon as he walked into the classroom, he bumped into Bai Changlin and Xu Jieli.

Bai Changlin, who originally had a bad face, his face froze instantly, and he glanced at Zhao Yang and Luo Xun with a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and intervened.

Xu Jieli, who was following behind, walked past Zhao Yang with an expressionless face.

"Tsk...... You're such a good-looking neighbor!"

Looking at the two people sitting in the middle of the front row, Luo Xun exclaimed in a low voice: "It's a pity!"

Zhao Yang smiled lightly, shook his head and did not speak.

The morning class on emergency medicine was very interesting, and the teaching was a real expert in this area, and the explanation from the theoretical and practical aspects was very attractive.

As the bell rang for the end of class, Zhao Yang realized that his stomach was rumbling again.

Luo Xun next to him looked at Zhao Yang with a strange face and said, "Didn't eat enough in the morning?"

"Hmm!"

Zhao Yang nodded silently and said, "I...... Go to the cafeteria and eat a steamed bun!"

"Good!"

Running all the way to the door of the cafeteria, Zhao Yang already felt that his stomach was rumbling even more.

Especially after walking into the cafeteria, I smelled the rich aroma of various foods, and I felt that my stomach was about to burn.

I hurriedly asked for a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, and devoured most of the bowl of porridge and steamed buns, so that the extreme emptiness and burning sensation in my stomach could be suppressed.

But in the canteen window, the constant smell of meat made him feel that the rice porridge in his mouth was tasteless.

Even though most of my stomach has been filled, and there is rice porridge in my mouth, I still feel as if I am starting to get hungry again.

"Gollum"

Dagul poured the rice porridge from the bowl into his mouth, until the bowl was finished, but he still couldn't contain the temptation of the fragrance.

I even feel like my whole body is yelling at me: I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat!

Feeling the eagerness coming from all over his body, Zhao Yang took a deep breath, reached out and touched his pocket, finally gritted his teeth, got up and walked towards the window again.

I looked up at the sign in the window.

Braised pork, 40.

Egg patty, 35.

......

Dumplings, 25.

After thinking about it, and forcibly suppressing the saliva that had overflowed in his mouth, Zhao Yang took out thirty yuan, handed it over, and said, "A dumpling!"

The master inside glanced at Zhao Yang, and handed over a basket of dumplings from the side with an expressionless face.

With the dumplings in hand, he walked back to the table.

When the steamer is opened, a rich fragrance comes to the nose, and the fist-sized, translucent dumplings look extremely attractive in the steamer.

Unable to control the spread of saliva any longer, he reached out and picked one up, blew it, and threw it into his mouth.

A rich, hot, yet fragrant oil filled the entire mouth in an instant.

"Whew... Whew..."

While exhaling, chew heavily so that not a drop of oil and water is wasted.

After a basket of dumplings, Zhao Yang felt that his stomach was really full, and he was no longer as hungry and thirsty as he was in the first place, so he breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards the outside of the canteen.

Because, if he doesn't leave, he is afraid that he will be hungry again.

"Three pieces of porridge, five pieces of steamed bread, and twenty-five pieces of dumplings...... Thirty-two!"

Thinking of this number, Zhao Yang, who felt a faint pain in his heart, reached out and touched his still flat belly, and was silent for a while.

Thirty-two yuan, which is put aside on weekdays, but I have eaten most of the week's food expenses, but now I eat it in one meal!

Eat so much at noon, dinner should be ......

Thinking about it, suddenly Zhao Yang was a little flustered.

Sleeping is the best way to save energy, so Zhao Yang hurried back to the bedroom, lay still, and quickly fell asleep.

This time I didn't dream, and it seemed that I woke up not long after I fell asleep, and it was already time for class.

He sat up suddenly, and was about to get out of bed, when he suddenly frowned, and opened his shirt to look at it.

The bruise on his chest had dissipated without a trace, no wonder it didn't hurt at all.

"So fast?"

Zhao Yang blinked, and when he got up this morning, he saw an obvious bruise, and he had been a little painful;

Even when I went to bed just now, I still felt a little pain when I used some force, how long has it been?

An hour and a half?

It's completely good?

"Zhao Yang, what are you still doing, it's almost class!"

Luo Xun came out of the bathroom and beckoned to Zhao Yang.

"Hey, it's coming!"

Hurriedly jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and followed Luo Xun towards the playground.

This afternoon is another practical class.

Seeing Zhao Yang in the queue, instructor Yang Zhan's eyes flashed slightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is our second practical class!"

"Last time, through training, I have a general understanding of everyone's strength, and today I officially started the actual combat guidance course!"

After that, Yang Zhan beckoned.

Behind him, a young assistant coach of medium height, but full of lean aura, walked over.

"Everyone's foundation is not bad, but the essence of the stick method is not accurate, and in the future, most of these long blade battles will use spears and spears as standard weapons, so everyone should pay more attention to the difference!"

"Now Assistant Teacher Chen Lin and I will demonstrate the difference for you, and everyone should pay attention to the key points of marksmanship!"

"The spear focuses on thorns, but our current spears generally have the characteristics of long blades, so it has the use of picking, cutting, and slashing at the same time!"

"Look at this shot......"

Zhao Yang stood in the queue, watching the two of them go back and forth, covering up the use of various spears, and there was a faint feeling in his heart.

The majestic-looking young man in the dream, the double-edged spear used, many of which had the same combat methods, looked at it from his own point of view at this moment, and couldn't help but nod slowly.

Even the agility and ferocity of the strange spear when the young man fought reappeared in his mind.

Over there, Yang Zhan and Chen Lin, the movements in their hands gradually accelerated, you come and go, although it is just a demonstration, but it is quite exciting, so that the students next to them let out bursts of amazement from time to time.

After a while, the two stopped, causing a round of applause.

In this warm applause and admiring gaze, the younger Yang Lin had a slight color in his eyes, but Yang Zhan was still calm.

"What you see is only a simple practical application of some marksmanship; to really learn or even master it, you must go through long-term training and actual combat. ”

"In the past, everyone has continued to practice some, but now we must really continue to practice, I will suggest to the school that the morning exercise in the future be changed to actual combat practice, so that everyone has more time to get acquainted!"

This caused a buzz, but Yang Zhan didn't care.

"Next, I will select a few classmates and come up to practice preliminarily, so that everyone can see their problems in actual combat!"

After that, Yang Zhan looked directly at Zhao Yang and said, "Classmate Zhao Yang!"

"Yes!"

was called by name, Zhao Yang was not surprised, there was no way, someone was born so dazzling, even in the crowd, he couldn't hide his light.

"Gu Shiyang, you came to accompany Zhao Yang!"

Another slightly taller teaching assistant looked at Zhao Yang who was standing there, and his eyes lit up.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at Bai Changlin in the queue, smiled proudly, walked over slowly, and stood opposite Zhao Yang.

"Look, Zhao Yang is going to die this time!"

Bai Changlin smirked sneeredly.

Many people next to him were stunned when they heard this, but soon some people figured it out, and whispered and laughed: "It's still Bai Shao, even the assistant teacher can get involved!"

"Humph......."

Bai Changlin snorted proudly, he was beaten up the day before yesterday, and today he has to get his face back no matter what.

Just when Zhao Yang frowned slightly, feeling that this Gu Shiyang seemed to be unkind to him, he saw that the other party's toes gently lifted the ground, and an ash rod flew over with a "whirl".

Looking at the momentum of this ash rod, the students next to him were all exclaimed.

Seeing that the ash rod had already hit Zhao Yang's chest, and before Zhao Yang could react, a hint of triumph flashed in Gu Shiyang's eyes.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, Zhao Yang's right hand gently leaned to his chest, his palm just in front of the ash rod, and as soon as he unhurriedly closed his palm, the ash rod fell firmly in his hand.

"Wow! handsome!" The onlookers were amazed when they saw such a handsome action.

Seeing this, Gu Shiyang, who was still slightly exposed, shrank his pupils slightly.

Yang Zhan next to him slowly bowed his head, looking at Zhao Yang's eyes with a little more different meaning.

"Alright, let's get started!"

was originally going to say that Gu Shiyang would leave five points of strength, but at this time, he did not export it again.

PS: Thank you Miss Tongshang for the alliance leader!