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"What have you done?"

Seeing the other party's furious appearance, Zhang Xuan was speechless for a while.

This misunderstanding seems to be a bit big!

However, other people would definitely think the same way. They didn’t point out their cultivation, but they made the young lady willing, and her face turned red when she spoke. More importantly, the record crystal was crushed into pieces, obviously destroying the evidence...

All signs are very unusual.

In an instant, Zhang Xuan was bound with labels such as Wei Shushu, Sex Maniac, and Shameless Teacher.

"Uncle Yao, what are you thinking? If you're like this, I won't talk to you anymore!"

Seeing the furious Yao Han and hearing his words, for some reason, her pretty face became ugly and she almost went crazy.

She is a young girl, such nonsense, where does she put her reputation?

"Miss……"

Interrupted by Zhao Ya, Yao Han had no choice but to restrain himself.

"Okay, accompany me to get the quilt, don't delay my class tomorrow!" Zhao Ya snorted, turned and walked out of the room.

She couldn't tell about her illness. Once she said it, she would be questioned. How could she say it in such a situation?

Therefore, in this situation, I can only say that I am willing to recognize Zhang Xuan as a teacher, there is no other excuse.

"Humph!"

Seeing the lady turn around and leave the room, Yao Hanhan gave Zhang Xuan a cold look, his eyes flickering, he didn't know what to think, waved his hand, and walked out.

Now he has the heart to kill this young man, if it wasn't for the fact that this is a college and the young lady is blocking him, he might have done it already.

"Who did I provoke..."

Seeing the other party's indifferent eyes, Zhang Xuan was helpless for a while.

Why not accept a student, as for...

He made himself look like he was doing all kinds of evil, the key...didn't do anything!

"Forget it, I still have a lot of time today, let's see if I can accept a few more students! The more students you accept, the more resources you will have!"

The teachers of Hongtian Academy are divided into many grades, and they will be evaluated according to the situation of the students every year. The students earn more, make great progress, and get good grades in various competitions... These are the teachers' promotion.

Once the level is high, the resources obtained by the teacher and the resources obtained by the students will increase exponentially.

That is to say, teachers and students make progress together.

Now he has only accepted three students, so he can only keep his teaching position. In terms of qualifications, he is still the last one in the school!

If you want to improve, you can only continue to accept students.

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"Zheng Yang, don't be disappointed! Isn't Teacher Wang Chao confiscating you? It's not depressing!"

On the college road, two teenagers walked forward, one of whom was comforting the one behind.

"Mo Xiao, you've been admitted. Of course you won't have back pain while standing up and talking. If you're not selected, try!" Zheng Yang raised his eyebrows, as if he wasn't happy to be comforted by his friend.

"Ahem, don't say that, in fact, other teachers are also available, there is no need to choose Teacher Wang Chao!"

The first boy, Mo Xiao, scratched his head in embarrassment.

"There's no need to choose him? To put it lightly, the two of us have practiced marksmanship together since we were young. We have long regarded the spear as a part of our bodies, and we can't let go of it anymore. The best marksmanship teacher in Hongtian Academy is Mr. Wang Chao. You have joined us. Can I not be depressed if I didn't succeed?"

Zheng Yang said angrily.

"This..." Mo Xiao was questioned and didn't know how to answer.

In Hongtian Academy, the teachers are different, and the directions they are good at teaching are naturally different. Some are good at teaching boxing, and some are good at teaching big swords... Teacher Wang Chao is famous for teaching marksmanship, even among the teachers in the entire academy. name.

The two of them participated in the assessment at the same time, and wanted to enter the court, but one succeeded and the other failed. No wonder the loser was depressed.

"Hey, there's a school here, why don't we go in and have a look!"

Not knowing how to resolve the embarrassment, Mo Xiao suddenly saw a school not far away, and pointed forward.

"I'm not going..." Zheng Yang shook his head.

"Let's go, go in and have a look, what if this teacher is also good at directing marksmanship?" Mo Xiao comforted: "Anyway, if you look at it, you won't lose meat!"

"Okay!" Although somewhat reluctant, Zheng Yang followed Mo Xiao into the room.

Zhang Xuan in the room was thinking whether to go out to pull people, when he saw two teenagers walking in.

"Hi teacher!" Mo Xiao bowed.

"Yeah!" Zhang Xuan raised his eyelids: "Do you want to learn from me?"

"It's my brother. He is very good, especially marksmanship. Few people in the younger generation can match him. I hope he can meet the teacher's instructions!" Mo Xiao said hastily.

"Mo Xiao..." Zheng Yang tugged on his good brother's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiao wondered.

"Look at the environment here..."

Zheng Yang frowned.

This classroom is very narrow, and it can accommodate more than a dozen people. It looks like a small classroom.

The size of the classroom sometimes represents the strength of the teacher. For the top teachers in the college, everyone's classroom is the same as a square, which can accommodate hundreds of students practicing at the same time. This classroom is only the size of a palm, and the teacher's level is probably very average.

"It's a bit smaller..." Mo Xiao also noticed the size of the room, and he felt "thump!" in his heart.

I wanted to help my friend relieve the boredom in my heart, but this is a good time. I came directly to such a small place. If the teacher's level is very low, the boredom will not be solved, but it will make me even more depressed.

"Practice marksmanship!"

Seemingly not seeing the whispers between the two, Zhang Xuan said indifferently.

"It's fine if you come here, let this teacher give you some pointers, it's okay, if the level is not good, at worst you don't want to learn from a teacher!" Seeing that Zheng Yang was still full of hesitation, Mo Xiao said.

"En!" Zheng Yang nodded.

Unless those teachers are particularly popular, many students flock to them, and ordinary teachers want to choose students, and students can also measure them.

After thinking about this, Zheng Yang took off the spear from his back without much hesitation, and screwed it together one by one.

hum!

With the spear in hand, Zheng Yang's demeanor changed instantly, like a long sword drawn out of its sheath, with a threatening edge.

Whoosh whoosh!

The spear stabbed out, the air exploded sonicly, the whole room seemed to be torn apart, and violent wind roared all around.

As soon as the expert makes a move, there is no choice. Although he, Zheng Yang, is not too strong, his marksmanship is indeed not weak.

call!

The tip of the gun trembled, and it slammed into a stone pillar not far away. There was a soft beep, and a row of numbers was displayed.

"110!"

There are more than 100 kilograms!

In terms of lethality alone, even the strongest warriors at the peak of the Gathering Realm can't resist it!

"Also ask the teacher to give pointers!"

Standing with the gun closed, Zheng Yang looked over calmly, out of breath and heartbeat.

To be honest, seeing the size of this class, he was not optimistic about the teacher in front of him, thinking that his level must be average.

Sure enough, the teacher half-closed his eyes and didn't know what to think. After listening to his question, he opened his eyes and looked over slowly, with a faint smile on his mouth.

"Have you ever been hurt? That is... been dumped?"

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Chapter 8 I am the trash [third update]

"Ok?"

Zheng Yang was taken aback for a moment, his face turned red and ugly.

"I had a crush on a girl, and then... was humiliated in person, but it has nothing to do with the teacher!"

He once had a crush on a girl, and he went to confess his love very excitedly, but was mercilessly mocked and beaten by the other party, causing him to suffer humiliation. This matter was a secret to him, and even Mo Xiao didn't know about it. This teacher how do you know?

"Really? Zheng Yang, why didn't you tell me that you were humiliated? Who is it?" Mo Xiao couldn't help being taken aback when he heard his confession, and asked hastily.

"Let's talk about this matter later!" Zheng Yang shook his head, obviously not wanting to say more here, and looked up at the teacher in front of him: "Teacher, this is my private matter. It doesn't matter how you shoot!"

"It doesn't matter?" Zhang Xuan shook his head: "It's very important!"

"Is it related?" Zheng Yang was full of doubts.

What does it have to do with asking the other party to point out that you are just broken in love?

"Your marksmanship is fierce and decisive, which represents your character. You will go forward bravely in everything you do, and don't think about the future! This is a good thing, and warriors should be like this, so you don't have to look forward and backward!" Zhang Xuan looked indifferent: "However, it's a pity What's more, with this emotional experience, you are a little afraid, afraid of being rejected, afraid of failure, and afraid of being humiliated! There are more hesitation and doubts in the marksmanship! The power is greatly weakened as a result!"

"You...you...you can see this from my marksmanship? Can you see Wei's broken love? Can you see my character?"

Zheng Yang was taken aback.

It's not that the other party said it wrong, but that it was too right, almost exactly right.

He has a brave and decisive personality. He was not afraid of anything in the past. It is precisely because of that emotional experience that he shrinks back and hesitates in everything he does now.

You can see this just by looking at your own marksmanship, even broken love. What kind of eyesight is this?

How could the academy have such a powerful teacher?

He felt like he was going crazy.

Before he went to pay homage to Wang Chao, who is known as the number one marksmanship professor, as his teacher, and he also showed his unique skills. After watching it, Wang Chao only said that his marksmanship was not good enough. Said that he was broken in love, and his marksmanship was hindered because of emotional frustration. Could it be that this teacher's eyesight...is stronger than Wang Chao?

"There's nothing strange about this!" Zhang Xuan waved his hand, his face full of consummate demeanor: "The marksmanship represents the state of mind, the state of mind is unclear, and the martial arts you perform are naturally dark! Although your marksmanship is coherent, it seems to be entangled by something, and you can't stop cutting , the reason is still confusing, just one glance, I know it must be love!"

"This……"

This time, not only Zheng Yang collapsed, but even Mo Xiao on one side opened his mouth wide, about to stuff an egg.

Ma Dan, is it true?

Looking at the marksmanship, one can see the entanglement of emotions, the continuous cutting, and the chaotic reasoning... Are these really human eyes?

Mo Xiao and Zheng Yang looked at each other, and they couldn't believe it from their eyes.

"Teacher, can you help me take a look?"

After the shock, Mo Xiao suddenly stepped forward with a longing look on his face, regardless of whether Zhang Xuan agreed or not, he flicked the spear in his palm and swayed his moves.

Also with a gun, his moves are obviously smoother and more powerful than Zheng Yang on the side.

From the point of view of marksmanship alone, he is indeed superior, no wonder Mr. Wang Chao chose him instead of Zheng Yang.

call!

There was a whistling wind, and Mo Xiao retracted his gun and stood up.

When the gun is gone, it is like a madman in the world, the power is lost, and there is no way to get close to gods and ghosts. When the gun is closed, it is as quiet as a virgin, as quiet as a sculpture.

As soon as you make a move and raise your foot, you have a self-styled demeanor.

Although the strength is not too strong, he is still a warrior, but in terms of marksmanship, he can be regarded as extremely not weak.

"You have a bad stomach, if you guessed correctly, you still have diarrhea today!"

Zhang Xuan looked over indifferently.

"Ah?" Mo Xiao also trembled for a while: "Teacher, you can see that I have diarrhea from my marksmanship?"

As the other party said, his stomach is indeed not very good. He started to have some diarrhea yesterday, and it is more serious today, and his body is even a little weak.

However, this didn't affect him too much. With the spear in hand, he displayed the most perfect state. Even Teacher Wang Chao was full of praise, and he didn't say anything, but the one in front of him said the key point... …

real or fake?