Chapter 314 Naughty Student

Zhuo Bufan buried his head in the meal and didn't participate in their conversation. He came here this time mainly to see Long Geyue.

After eating, the group drove two cars, a black Land Rover and a martial arts jeep, all the way from the city to the mountains. There were 100,000 mountains and criss-crossing mountains, which became a natural barrier. The training bases of the Budo Union Built in the valley.

I was driving and stopping along the way. When I was resting, Bowen would always come over to talk to Qianluo, but was always dismissed by Qianluo's cold attitude and lost his spirits.

The Jagged Martial Arts School is a school under the Martial Arts League. Once you graduate from the Martial Arts School, you can join the Martial Arts League. When everyone arrived at the gate of the school, everyone was still stunned by the scene in front of them.

The black wall of about three feet high enveloped the entire martial arts school, enclosing it like a strong fortress.

At the door there are also a few warriors wearing strong costumes and looking solemn, who should be the members on duty.

Soon a gentle-looking man dressed in the uniform and strong costume of the Budo League walked out, "Hello everyone, I am the school counselor and my surname is Huang, you can call me Teacher Huang."

After that, Mr. Huang led everyone into the school. It was no different from an ordinary university. There were supermarkets and small restaurants, wide roads and straight rows of plane trees, with yellow leaves falling on the snow.

The whole school is a winter scene wrapped in silver, which has a special taste.

Many students and instructors wearing sweatshirts with broken sleeves can also be seen training in the playground, and there are even ice and snow rubbed on their bodies to take a bath, which is full of a kind of passionate atmosphere.

"Instructor Zhuo, Elder Long has already greeted me, and I will personally arrange you to go to the class at that time." Teacher Huang walked beside Zhuo Bufan and said in a low voice.

The blog post that followed gave a cold snort of disdain, and whispered: "Sure enough, it's the young master who came to study, hey."

Zheng Lan and Sydney also curled their lips. It's no surprise that such a thing is strange.

Bringing everyone to the office, Teacher Huang first arranged a class for everyone, and immediately said: "You are the new instructor, responsible for the freshman first-year students, so instructor Zhuo is your team leader. We must unite as one. Try to train the students well, but the winter vacation will be coming soon. Let’s get acquainted with the job at hand."

"He is our team leader?" Bowen couldn't help frowning when he heard Teacher Huang's response, but didn't say anything, but he was obviously dissatisfied.

Teacher Huang looked at Zhuo Bufan and said with a smile: "Instructor Zhuo, I will take you to your class first."

"Okay." Zhuo Bufan nodded, and followed Teacher Huang out of the office.

"What kind of plane, let a kid be our team leader." Zheng Lan said with a curled mouth.

Sydney smiled and said, "Oh, don't be angry. It seems that he is just here to have fun. I guess he will leave soon."

"Whoever makes other people's family conditions good, they can still be the team leader when they come in through the back door." Bowen gritted his teeth, a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and whispered: "But there will be a chance to tell him, not everyone You can be the team leader."

According to the practice of the Wumeng, the instructor for three years is usually at least an A-level elite, but the instructor who is a leader is at least an S-level elite. I don’t know how much time and energy it will take to obtain a level difference. , So Bowen and other talents are a bit dissatisfied.

Only Qianluo shook her head helplessly, looked at the blog post and said: "You better not provoke him."

"Qianluo, aren't you the most uncomfortable with these aristocratic children before? What about his strong background? He speaks by strength in the Wu League." Bowen said with a frown.

The other end, inside the classroom.

"I heard that we are coming to a new instructor. I don't know who it is?"

"It would be great if it were an S-level elite instructor."

"I heard that the Yanlong team has an instructor named Shangguan Liuyun, who is super handsome."

Although it is in the Wumeng League, girls are scarce, but each class still has five or six flowers dotted among the green leaves. There are thirty people in this class and five girls, which is simply a scarce national treasure.

As he was talking, two people walked in at the door of the classroom.

Everyone immediately closed their legs tightly and stood straight, palms pressed against the trouser legs. One of the students had short hair and a beautiful face staring at the door. When they saw the person walking in, his face A touch of excitement could not help appearing.

"Teacher Huang." The crowd shouted loudly.

"Be quiet, everyone, let me introduce the new instructor Zhuo." Teacher Huang said, "Instructor Zhuo will be responsible for your training in the future, do you understand?"

"understand."

Although everyone agreed with their mouths, their eyes were already suspicious, confused, and disdainful, because the person standing on the podium was an eighteen-year-old boy who was about their age and was their instructor.

"Hello everyone, I introduce myself, my name is Zhuo Bufan." Zhuo Bufan took up a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard.

In addition to a lot of training in Wumeng, cultural education, extracurricular activities, and clubs, like ordinary universities, offer various interest courses.

Teacher Huang told him again, and then left.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, a pot exploded in the classroom behind.

"I'm going, isn't it, can a little kid return our instructor?"

"It seems that he is about the same age as us, so why should he be our instructor?"

"Yes, did some rich man come here for gilding, right?"

"I guess so."

Zhuo Bufan frowned, but didn't stop it. At this time, Long Geyue suddenly ran directly onto the podium, hugged Zhuo Bufan, with grievances in his eyes, "Die Zhuo Bufan, you still know to come to see me."

"Still in class." Zhuo Bufan frowned, looking helpless.

Long Geyue's face flushed, and there were so many classmates looking at him, and quickly let go of him, "I don't care, anyway, you are here to play with me. Winter vacation is coming soon, and the training is not very strict recently. "

At this time, a young man with a height of 1.8 meters and a sturdy figure with short hair frowned. He suddenly stood up and stared at Zhuo Bufan with his eyes like a sharp arrow: "Instructor Zhuo, I don’t know what your background is. Come to our school. What is it for, but please don't be nosy in the future, and stay away from Longgeyue."

When a word came out, the whole classroom boiled instantly.

The boy’s name is Zhang Xingheng. The Jagged Wumeng who passed the first test in physical fitness is considered to be a man in the freshmen, and his dad is the deputy head of the training base. It can be said that he is a man in the Wumeng. Guang Guang, especially the things he likes about Long Geyue, almost the whole class knows.

Zhuo Bufan looked at him lightly, "What did you say?"

"Why should you be our instructor? I want to challenge you. If you can beat me, I will convince you." Zhang Xingheng stepped forward and stared at Zhuo Bufan pretentiously.