The pairing of the two is very eye-catching, one is gentle and decent, just like the big sister next door.
A man with disheveled clothes, messy hair, and bulky black-rimmed glasses looks like an otaku.
The most important thing is that this otaku's wheelchair seems to be specially made, and it actually comes with a table with a very cool notebook on it and 24-color ambient lights, which is extremely exaggerated.
As the two people entered, the eyes of all the spiritual masters in the room were focused on them.
With so many people watching her, the woman's face turned slightly rosy, her head slightly lowered, and she pushed her wheelchair onto the podium.
The man stared at the computer screen in front of him with excitement, his hands tapping the keyboard as if playing a piano, completely immersed in a state of selflessness.
"Xiaotian, Xiaotian." The woman called softly twice, but the man turned a deaf ear.
The woman became more and more embarrassed and pushed the man named Xiaotian hard.
Only then did Xiaotian come back to his senses from the game world with an impatient expression.
"What's wrong, Sister Xiaolan? Didn't I have breakfast?"
The woman's face suddenly darkened, and she suppressed her anger.
"We're in the classroom, it's your turn to teach this class."
"Ah?" A trace of confusion flashed in Xiaotian's eyes, and then he raised his head and looked around.
"Why are there so many people?"
"It's your turn to go to class. Come on, take the manuscript I prepared for you and read it."
"Manuscript? I forgot it at home."
"What!?" The woman could no longer hold back her anger and completely exploded.
"Xiong Tianguang! What did I tell you before we set off! I knew you couldn't teach, so I stayed up all night to write you a manuscript, but you actually forgot to bring it!"
As soon as the name Xiong Tianguang appeared, there were immediate exclamations among the students.
"No way, this otaku is the captain of the hero team, Xiong Tianguang? Is this how he is still a hero?"
"Fuck! The heroes I thought were those strong men and generals in history, but after a long time they turned out to be heroes in the game!"
The gap brought by Xiong Tianguang to everyone was too big. They thought that the captain of the hero team was a strong man who could carry a cauldron, a horse on his shoulders, and a strong back. Who would have thought that he turned out to be an otaku addicted to games.
"Can a nerd be the captain of the headquarters? That's it, I can do it too!"
Although everyone said so, no one really dared to come forward to provoke them.
If it weren't for Luo Qingxin's intimidation, someone might have taken advantage of him now.
But with Luo Qingxin in front of them, everyone is not a fool, nor is they a fish out of nine leaks, so they naturally understand what it means to look beyond appearances.
Although Xiong Tianguang looks like a useless otaku and is still a cripple, since he can become the captain of the headquarters, he must have two skills.
"Sister Xiaolan, okay, okay, isn't it just a class? I can attend without writing."
As Xiong Tianguang spoke, he stood up from his wheelchair, placed his computer on the podium, and started tinkering.
Only then did everyone realize that Xiong Tianguang was not lame at all.
He is not a cripple but still uses a wheelchair? Installing a computer in a wheelchair?
Isn’t this just for playing games anytime and anywhere?
After a while, Xiong Tianguang sat in front of the computer excitedly and picked up the microphone beside him.
"Hey, hey... can you hear me? Oops! It's so loud."
The sound of the loudspeaker spread throughout the lecture theater.
"My name is Xiong Tianguang, the captain of the hero team. Today I won't give you any lessons on weirdness, spiritual control, etc. I'm sure the other captains will teach you.
If I want to talk about it, I’ll talk about it a little differently, and I’ll make sure you can’t learn it from other captains! Hey hey hey..."
When he smiled, the spiritual masters present not only had no expectations at all, but also had a vague feeling of something bad.
Sure enough, as Xiong Tianguang tapped on the keyboard, the big screen behind him suddenly lit up.
Above is the game selection interface.
"My class today is the teaching of the thousand-point king of the canyon!"
Everyone: "......"
Even though everyone was a spiritual master with eccentric personalities, they still couldn't cope with such a sudden change in style.
What is this?
Just when everyone suspected that this might be a not-so-funny joke played by Xiong Tianguang, the game actually started playing in front of everyone.
At the beginning, he really gave a few decent teachings about the characteristics of this hero, what runes to bring, and what equipment to use. However, as soon as he started playing, he became completely addicted.
"Come on! Let's start a group!"
"It's not that you're afraid of a hammer, you're just a tank and you can't start a team and wait for my assassin to start!"
"Push the tower, why are you jumping over the tower? This is a game of tower pushing!"
"The two people on the other side come to catch me. You two can't beat me four against three!?"
"You are stronger than a pig with a tied head in the wild!"
Everyone: "..."
Ten minutes later, someone finally had enough.
A man with a mohawk stood up: "Hey! I came to the headquarters to participate in training, not to watch you play games!"
Xiong Tianguang: "Hahaha... Do you know how to play? Do you know how to play? Five of them hit one and I killed him in return?"
Mohawk man: "......."
"Hey! I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"
Xiong Tianguang: "You show off! Keep on showing off! Why don't you show off anymore?"
The mohawk man was completely angry. He listened to the whispers around him, and his anger rushed to his forehead.
In a fit of anger, he actually picked up the mineral water bottle on the table and threw it at Xiong Tianguang.
The next second, a magical scene appeared.
In the game screen on the big screen, a hero who was originally marching suddenly turned his head, faced outside the screen, and pulled out the long sword from his waist.
Uh-huh!
The sword flashed.
A wall of wind composed of sword energy appeared in front of Xiong Tianguang out of thin air.
The mineral water bottle hit the wind wall directly.
boom!
The water bottle burst instantly, as if it had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and turned into powder.
The mohawk man suddenly froze on the spot.
All the spiritual masters present were shocked!
Fang Xiu frowned slightly, looked at the slowly disappearing wind wall, and then looked at the characters on the game screen, with a hint of thinking in his eyes.
Is the game realistic?
Is this Xiong Tianguang’s ability?
Because you are extremely addicted to games, have you awakened game-related abilities?
The scene that just happened didn't seem to affect Xiong Tianguang's game playing. He didn't even raise his head and was still addicted.
Only this time, the entire classroom fell into an eerie silence, with only the sound of Xiong Tianguang playing games.
Everyone is not a fool. What came out this time was the wind wall. Will the game characters appear directly next time?
No matter how self-righteous the spiritual masters are, they don't think they can beat the fantasy characters in the game.
In this way, everyone watched Xiong Tianguang play a game for the rest of their lives.
When get out of class time came, the woman named Xiaolan pushed Xiong Tianguang away without looking back, seeming to feel a little embarrassed.
After Xiong Tianguang left, the staff from the headquarters appeared and led everyone to have lunch. Everything seemed so peaceful, as if this was just an ordinary training.
Among the students, only Fang Xiu knew that night was the beginning of the bloody storm.
Many important events often happen on such a peaceful day, no different from usual.
It is also worth mentioning that Zhao Hao did not eat lunch.
