Naturally, Chen Wu heard the low-pitched discussion in the audience.
But he didn't say anything, and there was still determination in his eyes.
Thick Bottom was originally just a planet with a code name in the northern part of the border. After the IMC massacre broke out, it was named after a god believed by the people of the planet at that time.
Zheng Yang looked at Chen Wu on the stage and fell into deep thought.
Chen Wu went down after the introduction, and soon the second person came.
"My name is XXX, from XXX..."
"My name is XX, from XXX..."
"My name is XXXX, from XXX..."
"My name is Li Xiu, from Angel City."
"My name is Liu XX, I am a local. If you have any questions about work, you can ask me~"
"My name is XX, from XX..."
"..."
"My name is Li Yiru, from Chenxing in the east of the border."
Soon, it was Zheng Yang's turn.
It seems that starting from Chen Wu, the following people did not introduce themselves about their hobbies or what they are good at.
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
This class... forget it, it's normal to not trust them at first.
Chen Feng lowered his head and glanced at the information displayed on his phone.
At least there's no idiot like that who even lies about where he's from.
Zheng Yang walked up to the stage and said with a smile on his face: "Hello, fellow students~"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone in the audience instantly became dissatisfied.
"Holy shit, who is this guy?"
"Are you talking so arrogantly?"
What's more, he stood up and said, "Aren't you also a student? Please don't speak in such a condescending tone."
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
nmb, must be another genius forced in from above.
Look at Zheng Yang's file in the information report.
[Eighteen years old, Weiyang of the Zodiac Organization, record: was temporarily appointed as a temporary pilot during the attack on Typhon. He controlled the Vanguard Titan TP-7649 to kill ten IMC Titans and 12 IMC pilots. 】
There is no other information, just two lines.
The second line of text is comments.
[Qing Feng, a captain in the rebel army, commented: My son Zheng Yang has a ten-turn appearance. 】
Chen Feng has a black line on his forehead.
nmb, you must know that this is a lifelong file, and only the evaluations of those big people can be entered into it.
【Human Massacre】Qing Feng…
Chen Feng glanced at Zheng Yang, who was on stage talking about hatred, and fell into deep thought.
Just this kid...
Can you kill ten IMC Titans? ? ?
Is the IMC Titan so weak?
And what about the neurotic level? What is ***? ? ?
Can I still not see it at this level?
Could it be that [evil spirit] level experimental subject again...
Chen Feng was complaining crazily in his heart, but it was just a complaint. He looked at Zheng Yang with a playful smile on the stage and silently thought about it in his heart.
He knew that this record could never be faked.
Otherwise, the rebels would have been in chaos because of their connections.
Moreover, Tu Qingfeng does not just judge others casually.
And why does Mao's comment look like a joke? !
After being surprised, Chen Feng had no intention of asking Zheng Yang anything.
He just quietly transferred Zheng Yang to a team.
Um……
Yes, these three people together are probably going to be interesting this year.
"If you have anything you don't understand about fighting skills, you can always ask me. After all, with great power comes great responsibility~"
After saying that, Zheng Yang walked down from the podium and walked towards Li Yiru who was at a loss.
Li Yiru felt the malicious eyes around him, although the angry eyes were not directed at him.
But as Zheng Yang sat down next to him in full view of everyone.
Li Yiru felt some angry eyes.
It was also accompanied by some whispers.
"Even if Zheng Yang is handsome, he can't pretend like this."
"Yes, yes, what he said was to look down on us?"
"And the one sitting next to him, I thought he was quite handsome at first, kind of gentle and handsome, but now it seems..."
Three or four girls gathered together and pointed at Zheng Yang and Li Yiru.
The other teenagers also looked at Zheng Yang angrily.
Chen Wu frowned slightly and looked at Zheng Yang. He had just seen Zheng Yang and Li Yiru having a fight at the school gate.
His own feeling is that Zheng Yang should be a docile martial artist, with a sunny personality at best.
Why does it look so bad now...
Chen Feng came to the podium.
He has long been accustomed to it. Every year or two there is always a middle school boy who shows off.
They probably haven't realized that they are saluting, and they are surrounded by people of the same rank as themselves or even higher. They are used to pretending to be big brothers in small places to salute.
It usually takes less than a day for someone to take a photo of you and write a letter of challenge.
Then there’s the classic slingshot.
It's a pity that these newcomers are too pretentious to be aggressive. In the past few years, Chen Feng often took the guard there to watch the newcomers beat them up.
I just got tired of watching it and haven’t bothered to watch it in the past few years.
But now it seems.
According to Zheng Yang's record on his resume, he has no problem beating sophomores and below, and he can even beat some juniors.
Hide on the neuroticism scale.
It shows that this guy is a talented player who can pilot a Titan, but he just doesn't know how to fight.
Chen Feng patted the blackboard on the podium: "Hey! Freshmen, please be quiet!"
"You guys saw it just now, do you want to beat this guy?"
A class of twelve freshmen, except for Chen Wu, Li Yiru and Zheng Yang, all the others shouted loudly.
"Think!!" x9
We are all among those who are at the top of their age group in terms of fighting. In addition, the age of seventeen or eighteen is a time when young people are impetuous.
And he is indeed awesome, but now someone is pretending to be awesome.
Who can bear this?
My uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't!
Chen Feng chuckled in his heart.
As a qualified teacher, you should take advantage of various opportunities to unite the hearts of the new students.
Since there is a young man who wants to be a target, then he, a teacher who has finally passed the test, must give him a good push.
This is called promoting unity and friendship among classmates. Look at the shouts of unity and the determined eyes.
Doesn’t this show off the awesomeness of my teacher?
The roar attracted the attention of instructors from other classes outside.
The instructor stuck his head out and everyone looked at each other.
The freshmen of this class haven't met each other for a long time, right?
There is such a chorus of roars without training, how consistent the thoughts are...
The tutors in other classes were envious.
Two instructors walked in the corridor.
"It seems to be Lao Chen's class."
"I'm so envious. That bitch Chen Feng always meets good students."
"Lao Chen also encountered Prime Minister Lu Wu last time."
"Hey, please keep your voice down, or you won't be beaten by Lao Chen again later."
"Nari, you look down on me?"
The two instructors passing by were chatting, and one of them became angry from embarrassment.
When passing by the door of Chen Feng's classroom, the angry instructor shouted directly at the door of Chen Feng's classroom: "Chen Feng, I'll fuck you up."
The instructor who was traveling with me: "......"
Chen Feng: "......"
Students in the class: "......"
After shouting, the instructor started running away.
The mentor who was traveling with him looked at the running figure of the mentor and said: "..."
I thought to myself: Although I have vomited this sentence many times.
But I still can't help but want to complain.
It's really not Chen Feng's problem that you were beaten by Chen Feng...
A vein popped up on Chen Feng's forehead, and an aura suddenly erupted from his body.
That feeling.
It's obviously invisible, but anyone near Chen Feng can feel it.
That sense of oppression from high-level suppression.
The entire class' eyes widened, their pupils shrank, and they looked like little white rabbits suppressed by wolves.
Except Zheng Yang......
"Click."
A clear voice sounded.
Everyone felt that the sense of oppression suddenly disappeared.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw.
Zheng Yang took out a bag of potato chips from nowhere and watched Chen Feng get angry with relish.
"Continue, mentor."
Chen Feng: "......"
"Click."
"Teacher, you have to wake up!"
Chen Feng: "......"
"Teacher, let me tell you, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Chen Feng: "......"
"It's just the beginning of the school year, and someone is yelling at me and spitting on her face. Where does the teacher's face come from?"
Chen Feng: "......"
"If it were me, I would beat the shit out of him."
Chen Feng: "......"
Everyone in the class: "......"
Li Yiru, who was sitting next to Zheng Yang who was talking wildly, had a stiff face and could hardly stand it anymore.
But when he felt the eyes from around him, he could only hold his face frantically.
Li Yiru: Is this a salute? Was it so exciting when you first arrived? Love it, love it...
