It’s just the day when literature goes to study martial arts, so let Wu Zhe go together and let those martial arts students know him. "
"You are the literary master, it’s up to you." Wang Zui was a little careless and spread out his hands to show that he didn’t care, making Xu Wu laugh at one side.
“”
"This solution is incredible but so complete. Naturally, no, no, I must meet this Wu Zhe teacher younger brother. Take me there quickly."
Wang Zui nodded and looked at Xu Wu with some fluky psychology. "Where’s the principal? Are you going? "
Xu Wu shook his head and looked at the old cow beside him and said, "I won’t go. I have to go to the pavilion with the old cow."
Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to wake up. This Wu Zhe classmate is in a special situation. Don’t publicize it for the time being so that Wu Zhe can learn and grow like his classmates.
Drunk, you go and change the file information of Wu Zhe’s classmate, and change the brainwave data to 75 on the topic, even if he does two questions correctly.
Finally, there is one more thing. Since Wu Zhe is a literary genius, delete his invitation letter and consider Wu Zhe as an employee of our school. "
Zhang Ceyuan and Wang Zui were surprised that Badu was about to lose the idea that Jiande Military Academy had hired students since its establishment.
Seeing Xu Wu doesn’t look like a joke. Zhang Ceyuan took Wang Zui straight and bowed together. "I thanked the principal for Wu Zhexian with Zui."
"Thank you, Principal"
After Zhang Ceyuan and Wang Zui left, the old cow suddenly sighed and said, "Nine times out of ten, he is a Wu Ran kid. Should I tell that old guy?"
Xu Wu was silent for three seconds and shook his head and said, "No, after Wu Ran’s death, it was a great blow to him. He estimated that he hasn’t recovered yet. Tell him abruptly that even it will affect his skill. Now it’s an extraordinary period and it’s a temporary secret. Besides, the child has no five-element attribute and hasn’t been to Fengrui mainland. You tell him that it’s not much for him to wait for the child to come back from Fengrui mainland sooner or later."
"Even if you really want to accept your brother, he will also accept the wood attribute talent to the extreme. This student has no attribute and will not be taken a fancy to by him."
“”
Literature class two a year.
"Pavilion martial arts is divided into four schools: blood tiger, white wolf, panther and green python. Each school has different teaching methods.
The main teaching of the Blood Tiger School is some colleges that strengthen the body, show their defense and strengthen the students’ close combat ability.
The White Wolf School is a team-oriented school. Usually, the White Wolf School is a group of students with weak personal ability. After they enter the White Wolf School, they will be assigned into teams by the chief instructor, who mainly teach students some team-oriented tactics and some strange attack combinations.
There is a word in the teaching philosophy of Panther School, that is, "fast". The main teaching is to improve students’ personal combat speed and personal combat skills.
The teaching ability of Green Python School is relatively comprehensive. He has all the basic teaching methods of his three schools. Of course, if students want to break through their own limits, they are not suitable for those students who don’t have any special skills. They can learn more basic skills to strengthen themselves.
In addition to the White Wolf sending three groups of students to train hard on their own, they will also set up a fixed team. These teams have strong personal abilities compared with some teams in the White Wolf Academy. Although there is less tacit understanding, the tacit understanding can be run-in. At this time, if those teams have one more, we can imagine the changing ability of literature students.
So the fewer literature students we have, the more precious it is to martial arts students. "
After listening to Lingling Tao’s introduction, Wu Zhe knew something about the pavilion and continued to ask, "So we will all be assigned to the pavilion martial arts student team after Fengrui mainland comes back?"
"It should be like this, but we still have several ordinary classes together, that is, team training and actual combat courses are divided."
Wu Zhe nodded and became more and more curious about the pavilion. He thought of another question and asked, "How will the team be distributed then?"
"Real cabinet, we also know that so many Jiande Military Academy do a very good job in keeping the cabinet confidential, but we usually let everyone choose the team outside the cabinet.
The school often wants us to go to martial arts to exercise. The real purpose is to let those martial arts students do well with us and gain our favor. "
Speaking of which, Wei Zhong accepted the Lingling Tao dialect and said, "I don’t know if you want to go with me for six days. Remember to dress up. You look so handsome. Maybe some little girls will see you. I can tell you that there are many beautiful women in martial arts. Why is Lingling killing me?"
Lingling Tao grabbed Wei Zhong’s ear and showed a pair of lost face and said, "Because you are saying something."
"Ha ha ha"
Wu Zhe also smiled and patted his legs and joked, "I don’t know when my legs will get up yet. It is estimated that no one will be interested in me."
Xu Ran patted Wu Zhe on the shoulder and encouraged, "Just because I don’t know when I can get up doesn’t mean I can’t get up, right? I always have confidence in myself.
Our literature study is about array law and ranking, and it is about saving our lives, even if we die, we can’t give up at that moment. "
"Say your name is Xu Ran right? Not bad, not bad. Did you realize this just now? " Zhang Ceyuan’s smile made him hear the words of great appreciation as soon as he entered Class Two, a year. So did Wang Zui, who was beside him. He simply couldn’t put it down for these new students, but the number of students was a little small.
"Good supervisor and good master"
Six students are all up except Wu Zhebu, and it is still rare for the supervisor to come to the class with the Lord.
Xu Ran nodded to the supervisor and said, "The supervisor told me these words."
"It’s really rare to tell your father’s words to his classmates today."
Xu Ran some embarrassed low head hugged beside WeiZhong.
"You sit me just to see you and take a look at the new students. After all, we have too few literary people and one person is a treasure."
"Ha ha ha"
Zhang Ceyuan is still very interesting and will get along with students. The classroom atmosphere has become relaxed.
"Are you Wu Zhe?"
Wu Zhe smiled and nodded his head and looked at Zhang Ceyuan. Because Zhang Ceyuan didn’t wear a teacher’s card today, Wu Zhe heard several classmates call him in charge of himself, but he still didn’t know who this person was.
"I’m Zhang Ceyuan, the director of literature. You can call me director directly in the future."
Nodded Wu Zhe shouted "supervisor" to Zhang Ceyuan.
I don’t know what Zhang Ceyuan saw. Wu Zheyue liked to laugh. He turned around and patted Wang Zui behind him. "Drunk like this. At noon today, our first-grade literature dinner will be regarded as a welcome to the transfer students."
"yeah! ! ！”
"Finally dinner! Small six, you are our lucky star! "
"Can eat the horse chef cooking again! ！”
"Chef Ma?"
……
Jiande Military Academy Majia Restaurant
The crowded storefront next to it is different. The door of this Majia restaurant is closed and there is no guest.
Every year, there are ten students in Class One plus six students in Class Two, sixteen students in the whole literature plus six teachers, and they come to the Majia restaurant, and a group of people walk in with envious eyes.
"Rinrin bell ~"
"Welcome"
After entering the Majia restaurant, Zhang Ceyuan took the lead in walking forward and facing the center. A middle-aged man wearing a black kitchen hat greeted him, "Chef Ma will trouble you today."
"I’m the one who wants to thank you for not receiving guests for many days."
"Ha, ha, ha, that’s too expensive for you to sell here."
“”
You? Zhang Ceyuan is the literary director of Waige. This title is not low, but he is so respectful to this middle-aged man with a black kitchen hat. Wu Zhe also looks at this man
There is no beard, some black hands are red, and they are all scars. Nothing special belongs to the kind of person who will forget at a glance.
Chapter 37 Hush "elk"