The school adopts small class education, and the number of students seems to be smaller than her class at Blue Star. There are only about thirty people in a class.
Seeing that the appointed time was approaching in two minutes, the classroom was not yet full.
Jiang Hui was a little unsure whether the vacant seat was occupied by no one or simply vacant.
Otherwise, these people who didn't come must be too bold... The class teacher even sent a message telling them to report here at a certain time. How dare you be late? Didn't you see the words "at your own risk"? Jiang Hui could feel it through the screen. To the vague sense of order and prohibition.
Time passed little by little, and finally no one entered the classroom anymore.
When the optical brain clock turned to one o'clock, a slightly strange and exciting bell sounded in the classroom.
"Tap...tap..."
A slightly familiar and neat footsteps sounded, and a figure entered the classroom with measured steps, carrying the wind.
The door behind him closed automatically without any wind, and a bang sounded in the huge classroom, causing everyone inside to stop and stop breathing unconsciously.
A tall man in military uniform stood on the podium, with an upright body and a proud military posture. His muscles were just right, no more, no less, even the curvature of the corners of his mouth, the jawline of his chin and the shape of his shoulders. The height seems to have been measured.
As long as the opponent is standing there, everyone can feel a surge of aggression that is ready to go out. The strong pressure is coming towards the face, making people subconsciously put away their laziness and tighten their nerves to act defensively.
The other party didn't say anything when he came in. The students who seemed excited and lively just now stopped talking immediately, and unconsciously sat up straight and straightened their backs, for fear of being stared at by the man in military uniform, grabbing his collar and throwing him out of the classroom. .
Jiang Hui naturally did the same. She had never had such close contact with such a powerful sergeant.
...You can't say that. In fact, she has had close contact with him. Just half a month ago, she happened to encounter the Third Legion capturing the rebels in the Dongbo Group. At that time, the group was surrounded by people from the legion, and then she saw many heroic figures at the scene. sergeant.
But this feeling was different from what she was feeling now.
The soldiers she met in the Dongbo Group were all in a retracted state, like a sword in a sheath that was ready to be used but not released, only waiting for the commander behind the scenes to point the sword at someone. direction, they will kill them with one strike without thinking.
At that time, Jiang Hui only needed to protect ordinary people who needed refuge to these soldiers. Their aggression would not be directed at her, so Jiang Hui felt both intimidated and safe at the same time.
However, the sergeant in front of him who should be their class teacher is different. The other party's momentum at this moment was completely relaxed, and it was aimed at them, conveying to them a certain intention to tame them.
The sergeant was like an eagle, and they were like lambs that didn't understand their situation.
No matter in terms of stance or aura, they were clearly at a disadvantage. This made Jiang Hui instinctively feel a sense of pressure and huge crisis.
It seems that she has forgotten the learning content of the combat individual department that she inquired about before the start of school. It seems to be completely military training style, right? !
In other words, Jiang Huicai suddenly realized that he would probably have to accept such a military-style learning environment in the next year.
Even those who trained them were probably officers from the army - the kind of real soldiers.
Jiang Hui unconsciously looked at the other party's epaulettes. Very good, three stars on the horizontal bar on a black background. This is a sergeant at the rank of lieutenant, which is the same rank as his father.
This kind of thing is rare in life unless it is in the army with many officers. In a peaceful place like the permanent galaxy, it belongs to relatively high-level officers.
The first-year students of Beskar Intermediate College actually invited captain-level officers to teach. The forces behind the school are indeed very powerful.
But Jiang Hui felt that the whole day was about to get dark, because being a real captain instructor meant that the rest of her learning career would only be more difficult. By the way, can she leave the gate of individual combat alive...
What can Jiang Hui do? She had no way out, so she could only follow the classmates in the class to mute their voices, hold her breath, and look at the class teacher in silence.
The class teacher whose name was not yet known glanced at the entire class, scanning everyone's face slightly. His face was expressionless and without any emotion, more like an inorganic inspection.
Finally, he said softly: "Is there anyone who hasn't come yet?"
In fact, what he said seemed very gentle and his tone was very light, but Jiang Hui instinctively felt a creepy undertone. The hairs on her back stood up, and she felt a huge sense of crisis, like a stab in the back. I feel uncomfortable all over.
Of course no one dared to respond, and no one really knew. After all, we are all classmates who have just met, and we haven’t even memorized the class roster. How can we know which of our daring ancestors dared to be late?
They were even praying that the few students who were late or really forgot to come would not come at this time, and that after they finished the meeting, the class teacher would not do anything to them no matter how hard they came. But don't put on a show in front of them, as you always feel that something terrible will happen.
Obviously they were not the ones who were late, but at this moment everyone felt the intimidating momentum from the class teacher, and unconsciously folded their ungrown wings and shrank like quails.
Jiang Hui originally thought that the other party would continue to ask questions about his classmates or call them by name. But they probably didn't want to waste this time, so they turned on the optical brain directly, as if it was connected to some information network. Jiang Hui felt that the optical brain hanging on his chest was automatically activated and projected a page of information.
Then everyone in the class is automatically posted a page with basic information.
Without looking, they just clicked on the optical brain and checked something, and then everyone saw the page projected by the optical brain go out instantly.
The other party's eyes turned around and he clicked on three or four names at once, some long and some short, some male and some female. There was no response from anyone in the classroom. It was probably the person who was late or absent this time.
The other person seemed to smile and raised his lips slightly, very lightly.
But it was obviously a smile, but everyone couldn't feel a trace of lightness.
He seemed to whisper something to the other side of the optical brain. His voice was so soft that no one in the class could hear him. After speaking, he turned off the optical brain in retreat. Immediately, the frightening look on the other party's face just now disappeared, and returned to the normal seriousness that he had when he first entered the door. The atmosphere in the entire class relaxed.
