It's a day, and the wind is smooth.

Deji Noble School, full name Shengjing Deji International School, is located in the north of Liuhui Street, the left bank international business district of Shengjing, covering an area of 70,000 square meters, with a construction area of 36,000 square meters, which can accommodate about 1,000 students from kindergarten to high school.

Han Yi thought about the information about the school in front of him that Lao Dong gave him yesterday, and after finishing his cultivation in the morning, he strolled into the school.

The school has four academic buildings and standard basketball courts, football fields, swimming pools and other ancillary facilities, as well as equestrian, golf and other fashion courses, and the annual tuition fee is about 200,000 to 300,000 state dollars, not including lunch, school uniforms, and school buses.

Despite the high cost of tuition, a large number of applications are still received at the beginning of the school year each year, and it can be said that every place is very valuable, and only 300 students are admitted at each stage of the school year.

That is, there are only about 300 students in the entire junior high school, which is too different from the number of students in the second grade of Xixian Junior High School.

Han Yi sighed and looked at a few students who got off the luxury car, all of them were young and beautiful, handsome and flamboyant.

He was looking at his surroundings, which was so incompatible with himself, and smiled lightly, knowing that he was out of the crowd, so it was okay to study hard and carry out the task by the way.

This time I didn't get into a class with the protection target Jia Xiaojia, in addition to the operation of Captain Chen above, it naturally had to go through the acquiescence of the Jia family or Jia Xiaojia, if the Jia family didn't agree, even if Captain Chen didn't operate, it would be useless, and Han Yi was assigned to another class, so look at it, Han Yi naturally understood, Jia Xiaojia didn't feel grateful or repaid because Han Yi saved her life, so good, don't have too much entanglement, don't be like Fang Zhou, make each other not know each other, and even have a grudge.

After going to report, Han Yi learned that he was assigned to the third class, well, there were only three classes in the entire second year of junior high school, and the target of his protection, Jia Xiaojia, was in the first class, and Wang Wei was naturally in the first class.

This kind of thing, Han Yi has never taken it to heart, it is rare to come to a noble school, Han Yi still wants to study more, he used to have bad grades, these days he followed the famous teacher Jiang Yuheng in the state to tutor foreign languages, I feel that the progress is rapid, the previous 120-point paper, can only pass the test, Han Yi believes that if he takes the test again, at least he can answer around 90 points.

No matter what he does, if there is progress, Han Yi is willing to continue, and he now feels that what he has learned through martial arts training is being transformed into other things for him.

The will to persevere and persevere in winter and summer has clearly cultivated his hard-working, hard-working, and never complacent qualities.

After entering the third class, the room was full of boys and girls wearing British-style school uniforms, Han Yi was transferred to another school, and the school did not have his size and school uniforms, so he suddenly entered the class, which seemed a little different.

A few boys recognized Han Yi at once and exclaimed.

[, that kid in the Emperor's Hall a few days ago?]

[Who? me, he's really him?]

[This guy is also a student of our school, doesn't he look like it?]

[Go tell Boss Sun Xing!]

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Han Yi watched a few people talk about him, but he only had a vague impression, but when he heard a few people talking about the Emperor's Hall, Han Yi also knew that these people were on the scene at that time.

He watched a few people leave the class, so he found an empty seat and sat down, the class was very large, but there were less than thirty people, and everything seemed empty. At this time, no one paid attention to him, except for a few curious glances, either playing with his mobile phone, or discussing where to go for the winter vacation, where to travel, skiing or something, and even some came back from an out-of-state vacation, talking about fun and fun things out of state.

After a while, a few people who had gone out came back, looking at Han Yi's eyes a little strange, but they didn't look for trouble.

After a while, the head teacher came, a man under thirty years old, very fashionable, dyed yellow hair, big nose, open mouth but fluent in foreign languages.

"My name is Yang Tong, and I am the class leader of everyone this semester, so please introduce yourself to the new students. ”

asked Han Yi to introduce himself, and Han Yi stood up and said his name and situation, simply. The surrounding classmates saw that he spoke plainly, and his dress was very ordinary, so they couldn't tell what a big brand he was, nor was he a handsome guy, so they naturally didn't pay much attention to it. Han Yi sat down after the introduction, and Yang Tong began to arrange the class.

"Okay, the morning class is a two-hour martial arts class, a two-hour cultural class, the martial arts class is Wing Chun, the cultural class is the history of a great country, the classrooms are on the A2 floor and the A3 floor, Han Yi, you will tell me your clothing number in a while, and I will find you a set of martial arts uniforms. Okay, now let's go to the budokan and change clothes. Yang Tong said, and called Han Yi again.

"Okay, teacher. Han Yi nodded, got up with his classmates, and left the classroom, Han Yi and Yang Tong's head teacher went to get the martial arts uniform.

When Han Yi got the martial arts uniform and found the martial arts hall in A2, there were already many students wearing martial arts uniforms doing warm-up exercises, and they all seemed to have a good eye, he changed into martial arts uniforms and came out, only to know that there were three classes taking martial arts classes together, one class was Bagua, the second class was Taekwondo, and the third class was Wing Chun.

More than 100 people occupy an area according to the class, and the martial arts teachers of their respective boxing factions began to explain, teaching the third class of Wing Chun is a sturdy man, slightly handsome, with a high nose bridge, eyebrows like a sword, shining eyes with fine light, martial arts uniforms are half-detached, revealing well-proportioned and strong muscles, the whole person looks different, very attractive and attractive attention.

There were a few women who made nymphomaniac voices.

"Smack!"

When the man saw that everyone was standing in a disorder, he struck his hand in the air, making a crisp sound like a whip, and sure enough, it attracted everyone's attention at once.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wu Hao, you will learn the coach of Wing Chun in the future, I am very happy to teach Wing Chun to everyone, Wing Chun is the south boxing, mainly small thoughts, bridge and marking, as well as the wooden pile method, the upper middle and lower three hands are the basic action, the attack and defense are mostly used to dodge, close, urgent and tight, the action is agile, fast, rigid and soft. ”

Wu Hao introduced Wing Chun while demonstrating the routines to everyone, Han Yi saw the new boxing, so he looked at it quite carefully and seriously, and Wu Hao obviously got the true transmission of Wing Chun, a set of action boxing fast and tight defense, flexible horse steps and fast up and down, moves with wind, kung fu is very pure.

Han Yizheng was fascinated, and suddenly, an exclamation came from the direction of the first class, and he heard the surrounding classmates say: "Awesome, the new guy from the first class of transfer schools actually started a fight with the coach!"

Han Yi frowned and looked down the crowd, and saw Wang Wei and an old man in a yin and yang suit fighting together.