What are thirteen-year-olds doing in this day and age?
Xueming doesn’t know clearly——
——But he can remember his school life more than ten years ago.
It was a poor middle school near the air force in the suburbs of Pingyang County. I got up at 6:15 every morning, ran two slow laps on the playground, and then went to the cafeteria to get a bowl of rice noodles for breakfast. Immediately afterwards, sentry duty began, much like the alarm mechanism of the lemur group——
——Several classmates would take out thick lemurs from under the desks to spend the boring time of morning self-study. Xueming would keep an eye on the front and back doors. If the class teacher came to inspect, he would have to help other lemurs in the group. As an early warning, the deposits left at the book rental store will not be taken away by the teacher.
He remembered that there was a rich man who was not afraid of the teacher accepting books because he already owned high-end products such as MP4. His family was generous and his parents had strong connections. He was also the target of the teacher's fawning. In middle school, he was one of the top ten singers on campus. Waiting for the right to freely choose a spouse, he can be called a puppy love school bully.
Putting this aside, Xueming didn't have much expectations for the brats in Galahad today. He just hoped that there wouldn't be a few gun battle kings. He silently prayed in his heart that a few high-end products with MP5s wouldn't pop up.
This young teacher with no teaching experience had already compiled the teaching materials and headed to Class 78.
In order to find some youths who had long been buried in the soil, with grass growing up to their waists on their graves, Xueming asked someone to buy a set of tape players. However, unlike Teacher Victor’s Walkman, Sony’s high-end products still cost more than a thousand dollars today. Block, that is not his junior high school life, it is a noble Japanese import that is extremely rare among rich guys.
Teacher Tao Zhe, who sang advertising songs for Sprite when he was a child, emerged from the tape player again, singing "Find Myself".
Xueming took out the headphones and said hello to the assistant teacher Azing who had just caught up from the podium of the dormitory next door.
Ah Xing didn't say anything after receiving the earphones, and put his hands in his pockets to deal with Ming Ge's lack of altitude. The two of them, one big and one small, walked into the classroom shaking their heads.
Teacher Gunsmith and Assistant Teacher Azing just stood on the podium——
——The two brothers were stunned immediately.
Because the scene cannot be described as chaos, it is at least a group of demons dancing in chaos.
The only fortunate thing is that all fifty-five little babies are here, and they are all wearing school uniforms.
Unfortunately, in order to get closer to the students, Xueming didn't wear formal clothes and asked Ah Xing to dress more casually.
Our male protagonist chose a beige sweatshirt that was very sunny, almost cute and headless, and the pants were too fat. His height of 172 centimeters was still relatively short among this group of overnourished children.
Meteor even let himself go, wearing pink bunny head plush pajamas during the cold weather.
The little babies in the front two rows lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones. They were passionately greeting each other's parents in the world of Glory of Kings, or trying to become each other's parents.
There are several hungry ghosts in the middle of the classroom still eating breakfast. The books have become a protective wall, serving as a bunker to defend the chalk heads. They are experienced warriors.
The last row is close to the blackboard newspaper and the garbage dump. The window is the absolute protagonist. There is indeed a wild boy dressed as the protagonist. He has just celebrated his birthday with a beautiful female classmate. The cake is still in the girl's hands. .
Xueming shouted: "Class!"
No one responded.
Meteor followed and shouted: "It's time for class!"
Everyone still didn't respond. They looked at the two brothers as if they were seeing a very strange species. Compared to other teachers who were serious and serious, Brother Ming and Ah Xing were too approachable.
Meteor seemed to be infected by the lively atmosphere of the students, and kept giggling.
He saw the young couple at the end of the classroom. The girl was smearing cream on the handsome boy's face with her bare hands. He was immediately amused by this prank and laughed.
Until the girl came up and licked the sweets off the boy's face——
——Mei Xing stopped laughing. Involuntarily started emo.
The smile did not disappear, but moved to Xueming's face.
Meteor: "Brother Ming, aren't you angry?"
Xueming just smiled and asked, "What were we doing when we were thirteen?"
These words left Ah Xing speechless, just waiting for Xueming's next move.
They are here to be teachers, and they can mingle with the children in an atmosphere. If they don't have a lot of hard work, they may have to mingle physically.
Xueming said nothing, thinking in her heart——
——Since shouting with your mouth is useless, let’s do it.
He picked up a box of chalk from the podium and just pulled out a stick of ammunition.
Neat piles of books and trenches have been set up, and the ideological barriers seem to be indestructible. These little cuties have long experienced the baptism of fire from other teachers and are veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles.
Listen to the chalk blasting through the air and flying into the air.
Counting from left to right, Xueming hit them one by one. The fragile chalk pole immediately shattered into rock pieces when it hit the thick bookshelf. One glance made the pen squeal in pain when knocked on it.
It was the turn of the male protagonist in the last row. The kid had the advantage of distance, and was clever and quick-witted. He grabbed the hidden weapon thrown by the teacher and smiled evilly - the evil smile here really looked like a crooked dragon king.
Xueming grabbed three pieces of chalk and threw them at the same time.
The male protagonist moved his hands to accept them all, with a somewhat provocative look in his eyes.
Xueming clapped his hands clean, as if applauding this prickly head.
The boy immediately raised the trophy in his hand and shouted loudly: "Hey! How are you doing? No more tricks?"
Before he finished speaking, the little girlfriend next to him looked shabby. There were a few candles made of chalk on the cake. Her hair and body were all covered in white ash. She looked unhappy. Looking at the triumphant look of her male companion, she silently retreated to her seat.
At this time, the smile did not disappear——
——It just came to the face of the classmate sitting next to me.
"I have no other requirements." Xueming told the students with a straight face: "First of all, you are not allowed to eat during class time, especially snail noodles."
"The second point is, you are not allowed to fall in love."
"Third point, listen to me."
"If you can't do these three things, you won't get credits."
The originally noisy classroom became quiet.
Xueming shouted loudly: "Did you hear that?"
There was a sparse response from the audience.
Xueming: "Clear the desktop!"
There was the sound of shuffling and shuffling the pages of the book in the audience.
More than a minute passed before the students were ready.
Xueming opened the roster and "started calling names."
The reporting process is very fast, and the reflex nerves of these post-10 children have obvious advantages compared with children on the surface.
Most of them are descendants of psychics. Even if they come from ordinary families, they still have extraordinary psychic talents.
But the roll call alone stumped Teacher Xueming——
——Because there are five astral hybrids in Class 78, that is, the blood descendants of disaster beasts. They are astral people who cannot understand the language.
The fifth seat in the second row was a child from the Ursine tribe, and two people sat there. If Meteor had not read the introduction of the students on the roster, he would have thought that there was an over-age transfer student.
The third person in the second row is a crocodile hybrid. The school uniform on his body has many rips made by scales, but he can still see the human shape. The head is bald and hairless, with a pair of scary yellow eyes. There is always a healthy look on his face. His smile spread almost from his jaw to his ears.
The fifth person in the third row was a raven-like arakkoa, who was also the lycanthropic disease patient that Tang Ning had seen in her novice mission.
The fourth in the third row is the prairie dog, sitting next to the owl. The two have a tacit understanding. Just like their ecological cooperation in nature, the prairie dog often watches for the burrowing owl.
These five astral hybrids all speak the dialect of their hometown, which is considered a very small language. There are also many slangs. The pronunciation is related to their mouthpiece organs, which makes it difficult for Homo sapiens to imitate and learn.
That scene made Asing’s eyes wide open——
"——Please wake up!" Xueming grabbed the assistant's rabbit ears and pulled them out.
Meteor immediately explained: "Brother Ming! Brother Ming, I can sign language! I have learned sign language!"
Xueming turned her head and looked at the cuties from the star world, "Can they understand?"
Meteor immediately began to conquer his limbs and struck a few poses with Brother Xiong, who was five in the second row.
Brother Xiong immediately stood up and growled and raised his hands.
Meteor said with a smile: "Look! He understood! I called his name! He responded immediately!"
Xueming: "Is there still such an operation?"
At this time Daniel came to the rescue.
"Teacher Gunsmith! These astral people can understand sign language. Because the vocal organs are different, although our language family is difficult for them to learn, the body language is common - they also have human genes, and their brains are fine. .”
"Then let me introduce you." Xueming said while Meteor made movements.
Xueming: "My name is Gunsmith."
Meteor immediately took aim, then took out a bottle of ketchup from his pajamas and shook it vigorously.
Xueming looked at Meteor and said nothing for a long time.
Meteor: "That's right. There's a gun and there's a sauce. Gunsmith is a rare compound word! It's hard to translate, okay!"
Xueming spread his hands and introduced: "This is my assistant, his name is Bu Liuxing."
Meteor immediately stepped on the table of the classmates in the front row, showing off his tendons, holding a bow and arrow, and let out a strange scream.
"Hugh——————bang!"
He howled and howled with his two little paws, and made a gesture of falling to the ground and sticking out his tongue.
Daniel wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Xueming also wanted to say something. He could probably understand the abstract sign language of Meteor talking about the asteroid destroying the dinosaurs. Although he had seen the great work done by Lezi people many times, it still gave him a little crazy shock.
Meteor: "How about Brother Ming? How about it? Am I good?"
Xueming: "Wow..."
Getting back to the topic, Xueming and the students continued.
"I believe you have also received the notification..."
Meteor made a gesture like a little homing pigeon, rushed in from outside the door, and turned into the original text of the bilingual letter of appointment on the blackboard.
Xueming: "I am your knight's combat skill..."
Before he finished speaking, A Ming felt his right hand sink, and there was an iron knight's light sword in his hand, which was placed on Ah Xing's shoulder. Ah Xing knelt down on one knee and received the title piously.
Xueming: "Teacher of Knight Combat Skills and Magic Defense Class."
In the blink of an eye, Daniel was dragged to the podium by a meteor. One person was holding an Iron Knight warhammer and a club, and the other was fighting fiercely with a light sword.
Xueming said a few words.
"If you want to develop sign language, you don't need to capture students to use as props for scenario interpretation, right?"
Meteor: "Just tell me whether it's useful or not."
Xueming: "Wow..."
After such a translation, the children were smiling and grinning from ear to ear. He also moved his eyes away from the phone and focused on the two teachers.
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"I know you all must be dissatisfied with me." Xueming immediately responded with emotion and reason: "I have just come to Galahad, so I want to tell you something real."
Meteor made an x gesture with his hands, which meant that these were just nonsense and there was no need to listen carefully.
Xueming: "Learning this course well will definitely help you a lot. In the future, you will always encounter some extremely vicious gangsters. At this time, what I teach will come in handy."
Meteor started to jump, a few sharp kicks, followed by a backflip, and let out Bruce Lee's strange roar.
Xueming: "You must have heard of the name of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult."
Meteor held the wall and did a handstand——
——Because the crazy butterfly of the Little Church of the Blood is also the symbol of the inverted cross, the Antichrist’s sense of religious ritual is sufficient.
When the children in the audience heard the name of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, their expressions became serious. To them, it was like the devils in fairy tales were real. Their parents must have told their children about these things. .
"Like the Blood Bat Rose Cult." Xueming said seriously and firmly: "It is a strange shape transformed with rat kidney cells and bat blood."
Meteor opened his mouth, revealing his short and pitiful canine teeth. He pretended to be super fierce, screamed, opened his arms, and ran back and forth in the classroom.
Xueming: "We Anonymous killed more than 300 people in one operation."
Meteor grabbed Brother Ming's hand, and when they got off the hook, they shook their heads and fell to the ground unconscious.
Xueming: "Our leader is the eldest sister."
Meteor immediately got up, posing like a charm, holding up his waist and hips, using his fingers as a gun to blow out the smoke from the gun flames in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he was so frightened by Brother Ming's fiery eyes that his body was deformed, and he didn't dare to do anything more.
Xueming: "The new King of War is also my relative. We use this technology to deal with the disaster beasts, and the effect is very good."
Then Meteor shrugged and laughed, calling the spirit body to turn into a Zealot and start swaying with four thumbs up.
Xueming: "Today's first lesson is also the most basic mental method."
Hasben and Tangning have already learned this mental method, but there are still some details that they haven't talked about. It is considered the most basic unlimited fighting internal skill.
Before he finished speaking, Meteor ran out the door——
——A Ming thought that the boy had gone to the toilet and didn't pay much attention.
Knight combat skills courses need to be held outdoors, and what can be taught in class is very limited. Xueming did not take care of the few star students, and went on to explain the basic things in a simple way with other Homo sapiens children.
"Next, we will mention a very key element from beginning to end, called the imaginary enemy, and we call him a gangster."
"What this set of techniques teaches is how to deal with gangsters in various circumstances and protect our own lives and property. First, our own lives, then the lives of our relatives and friends, and finally, we should do our best to retain our property. In this order, try our best to Destroy the enemy's combat effectiveness."
"The most important thing about the first lesson is..."
The words haven’t been finished——
——The front nose of the truck crashed into the front door of the classroom, shattering half of the podium and almost scaring the students in the first row and first row.
Meteor jumped out of the car, as if he was caught in a sign language performance.
"How is it?! Not in time? Isn't the translation in place?"
Teacher Xueming hugged the two children and hid beside the desk, staring at the shooting stars in disbelief.
"It's over the top! We haven't reached this stage yet! Do I look like a teacher who teaches a 13-year-old child to drive a dump truck and hit someone from the very beginning?!"
Meteor: "Like..."
Xueming: "..."
Meteor: "Oh, it doesn't look like that! You don't look like that!"
The smile on Lezi's face disappeared, he was disappointed, he climbed into the car, put the reverse gear on and stepped back.
Xueming sighed——
"Today I will teach you a very simple theory, which is to make a clear assessment of your own combat capabilities based on your own essence. I call this lesson the [Heart-aware] lesson."
As soon as Meteor entered the door, he wanted to do something.
Xueming immediately raised his hand and shouted stop.
"Don't translate this sentence."
Meteor: "Why?"
Xueming: "How do you want to translate it?"
Meteor: "Oh...oh..."
