It’s eleven o’clock noon.

The welcome ceremony is finally over.

The students left the gymnasium in an orderly manner.

Wang Xingrui sat motionless on his chair, staring at Murong Ye's back.

"Brother Rui, why don't you leave? Is your body numb again?" Liu Ming asked.

"It's okay, you go back first, I met an acquaintance."

Liu Ming was stunned for a moment, looked forward, and then said to Wang Xingrui: "Okay, call me if you need anything."

"Um."

When the people in the gymnasium were almost gone, Wang Xingrui walked to the front.

Zhang Xuanyu, Dai Yue, and Long Ao in the front row also stayed.

"Why don't you leave yet?" Long Ao looked at Zhang Xuanyu coldly and arrogantly.

Zhang Xuanyu replied: "You care about me?"

With the boss present, he was not afraid of anyone.

Long Ao walked towards Zhang Xuanyu.

Zhang Xuanyu hurriedly ran behind Murong Ye, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Brother Murong, long time no see."

Long Ao stopped, frowned, and hesitated.

Does this guy know Murong Ye?

Murong Ye didn't look at Zhang Xuanyu at all, his eyes always fell on Wang Xingrui, who was walking towards him.

"Yes, it seems that you have adapted." He said with satisfaction: "However, don't forget that the voltage will gradually increase."

"Um."

The two were having a conversation that only they could understand.

Zhang Xuanyu scratched his head awkwardly.

Long Ao, after seeing Wang Xingrui, fighting spirit burst out of his eyes.

He is indeed here.

"Have a fight."

Wang Xingrui replied calmly: "Why are you so anxious? You forgot about our two-year appointment? Besides, I was injured yesterday and it's not convenient for my hands."

Long Ao looked directly at Wang Xingrui, who did not avoid his gaze at all.

Ten seconds later, Long Ao passed by Wang Xingrui and left the gym.

"Old Wang, where are you injured and how are you injured?" Zhang Xuanyu hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

Dai Yue also looked at Wang Xingrui with a worried look.

"It's a small thing." Wang Xingrui told them about the wrist guards.

After Zhang Xuanyu heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. Is there such a good thing?

"Brother Murong, do you have any more? Give me a pair."

"No more."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhang Xuanyu's eyes, but he immediately replied with a smile: "Forget it."

During the conversation between the two, Dai Yue's eyes stayed on Wang Xingrui. After Murong Ye noticed it, he patted Dai Yue's head: "Stop looking, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Dai Yue lowered her head shyly.

Murong Ye said: "Tonight, after dinner, go to the training room and wait for me."

Dai Yue was startled and nodded.

Is this going to be a small stove?

"Brother Murong, can I go?" Zhang Xuanyu looked at Murong Ye expectantly.

Murong Ye said: "I'm talking about you two."

yes!

Zhang Xuanyu was extremely excited.

Wang Xingrui said: "Brother, what about me?"

"You have a special incarnation. Continue to train according to the method I gave you. Long Ao can already release the incarnation, so you have to hold on tight."

"Um."

…

Ouyang Chen was accompanied by Yu Ling and Tang Xiaolang.

The three of them walked side by side on the street.

Yu Ling said: "Brother Ouyang, Long Ao reveals his incarnation in public. It will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future. You and Long Ao share a dormitory and may be implicated. Do you want me to make arrangements?"

The whole world knows that the Tianlong Group created the prehistoric incarnation, but no one knows whether it can be integrated with the human body.

Long Ao's actions on stage today are equivalent to giving the world an answer.

The first successful case of integrating prehistoric incarnations has appeared on Earth, which will ignite the curiosity of a large number of biologists.

After merging with the prehistoric incarnation, how is Long Ao's genetic sequence arranged?

What is the difference between beast cells after fusion with prehistoric genes and after fusion with super beast genes?

What impact will the fusion of prehistoric incarnations have on the human body? Will it shorten lifespan?

…

There are too many unknowns waiting for them to explore.

So here comes the main problem. There are at least hundreds of scientists who want to understand prehistoric incarnations, but there is only one test material.

Curiosity is also a type of desire. Once desire defeats reason, they will get the experimental subject at all costs.

Yu Ling was worried that Ouyang Chen would be harmed by Chi Yu, so he hoped that he could move out of the dormitory.

"While others are still trying their best to sneak into Tianxuan Academy, I have already shared a room with Long Ao. This is an advantage for me, why should I give up?" Ouyang Chen said with a smile.

"The more I stay around Long Ao, the less those people who covet prehistoric incarnations will notice me, because they won't think that two people with prehistoric incarnations will get together."

Tang Xiaolang: "Brother Ouyang, they will. Lin Yi has always thought that the genetic potion he sent is real, but he has not revealed the news that the potion is in your hands."

"..." Ouyang Chen.

How could I have forgotten this matter? There is still Lin Yi who has not been dealt with.

Lin Yi thought that he dedicated the real genetic potion to himself. In fact, he did get the real potion, but it was not the one he sent.

But if he reveals this matter, no matter whether the potion in his hand is real or fake, the result will be the same.

And since he has taken refuge with Wang Xingrui, Wang Xingrui must have known about his genetic potion.

Wang Xingrui's brother Murong Ye happened to become Tianxuan's teacher at this time.

No need to think about it, he must be here for you.

Ouyang Chen stopped and said with a wry smile: "Xiaolang, Ling'er, I may have to trouble you to protect me in the future, the kind that will never leave me."

Tang Xiaolang and Yu Ling looked at Ouyang Chen doubtfully.

Hasn't it always been like this?

…

After Wang Xingrui and others came out of the gym, they returned to their dormitory.

In the dormitory, Liu Ming brought him a meal.

Is Liu Ming too kind to him?

She has almost become his personal nanny.

"Brother Rui, you're back."

Wang Xingrui asked: "Why are you the only one, and where are Nian Shuo and the others?"

"They went out to eat. I was too lazy to rest in the dormitory for a while, so I didn't go with them. By the way, have you eaten? I brought you some food."

"No, thank you." The tableware in the canteen is not allowed to be taken out of the canteen, so you can only use plastic bags to pack it.

Wang Xingrui opened the plastic bag and found that the two dishes were mixed together and became a hodgepodge, losing their original taste.

Fortunately, Wang Xingrui is not picky about food. People bring you food and think of you, so it is inappropriate to pick and choose.

Wang Xingrui picked up the chopsticks and devoured the meal completely.

Since the fusion and incarnation, he felt like he couldn't get enough no matter how much he ate.

"Xing Rui, you said in the afternoon class, which teacher will take us? Will it be the new teacher?" Liu Ming lay on his upper bunk with a hopeful expression.

"I don't know, it doesn't really matter. The teacher is only responsible for getting us in. The rest is up to you."

"I think the new teacher has a good temper. Maybe if he takes care of us, life will be easier in the future."

Wang Xingrui, who was on the lower bunk, said nothing and laughed twice.

You think too much.

…

Dean's Office.

The head of the department stood in front of the dean's desk. She was tall, with straight legs. She must be in her early thirties. She adjusted her glasses frame and said with a serious expression: "Dean, I still maintain my opinion. No.

After review, recruiting people to our Tianxuan at will is not in line with the rules of the college. It is also irresponsible for students."

The dean looked at the document in his hand and said: "This matter has been decided. You don't need to say more. I will bear all the consequences."

The department head frowned slightly, but said nothing more.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Come in," the dean said.

Murong Ye opened the door and walked in: "Dean, are you looking for me?"

The dean put down the document in his hand and showed a gentle smile: "In the afternoon, I will go to the diving department to meet the classmates of sophomore class A(1) and get familiar with them. From now on, they will be handed over to you."

The head of the department on the side said in shock: "Dean, Class A(1) all have incarnation increases of more than 80, and their backgrounds are not ordinary. We haven't tested his teaching ability yet, so we rashly handed over the students to him. If something goes wrong,

What's the problem? We can't explain it to the students' parents."

The dean turned a deaf ear to the department head's words. His deep eyes were unwavering. He looked at Murong Ye. For a long time, Murong Ye smiled and said, "I understand."

When only the dean and the dean were left in the office, the dean said: "You don't have to worry about Murong Ye's matter, and don't investigate it. I have my own considerations, so go ahead."

The head of the department hesitated to speak: "Yes, then I'll go back."

"Um."

After leaving the office, the expression on the department chair's face became solemn again.

…

Afternoon, Diving Department, Class A (1) classroom.

The classroom was as lively as a market, with everything going on.

Putting on makeup, raising fish, gathering in groups to fight landlords, some with a cigarette in their mouths, cooking instant noodles on the desk on the electric stove.

The group of children in front of me are mostly sixteen years old, with incarnations that have increased by more than 80. Before their ideology has matured, they have powers that ordinary people cannot match. In addition, with the pampering of their parents, the school treats them as treasures, and gradually

This created an illusion in their minds that they were the only ones in heaven and earth.

After Murong Ye entered, the classroom fell into a brief silence.

All the students looked at him.

There was not even a stool on the podium, so Murongye found a stool from under the stage, sat in front of the podium, and slept on the table.

He has never been a teacher and does not want to be a teacher.

If it weren't for Wang Xingrui, he wouldn't agree to Huang Purou's request.

"Stop looking, you can do whatever you want, just don't bother me."

Students, you look at me and I look at you.

Those who fight landlords continue to fight landlords, those who put on makeup continue to put on makeup, and those who cook instant noodles continue to cook instant noodles.

The classroom was noisy again.

A student in the back row looked at Murong Ye on the podium, suddenly turned his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, poked the person in front of him who was cooking instant noodles, and whispered: "Hey, lend me an egg."

The person in front seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, and without looking back: "If you don't borrow it, it's a waste of food."

"Don't be so stingy, borrow one and pay back ten."

The person in the front row threw an egg to the back.

The person behind quickly caught it, then he aimed at Murong Ye's head and threw it hard.

The egg was released from his hands and spinning in mid-air. Just when the egg was about to land on Murong Ye's head, it suddenly stopped in mid-air. Then it slowly floated back, and finally floated back to the hand of the student who was cooking instant noodles.

The student put the egg aside expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone else in the classroom also saw this scene.

The girls wearing makeup didn’t pay much attention.

The boy who keeps fish is concentrating on feeding his fish.

The three boys playing Landlord began to place bets on whether the boy who threw the egg would throw it again.

The student at the back had a serious look on his face: "Hey, lend me ten more eggs."

"Borrow one and return ten?"

The student who borrowed the eggs was stunned for a moment, then said with a stern look on his face: "Borrow one and pay back ten."

The student who cooked instant noodles handed the two rows of eggs at the back, five in each row.

Among the three boys who were gambling, one of them accepted the money with a smile and opened the market again, betting on whether the person who threw the egg could hit it this time.

I saw the student who was throwing eggs holding two rows of eggs and throwing them hard at Murong Ye.

The eggs flew out, and the next moment, all the scattered eggs quickly gathered above Murong Ye's head, and then fluttered back to the table of the student who was cooking instant noodles.

The college student who threw the egg cursed angrily in his heart.

Damn it! I haven’t seen him release his incarnation. How on earth did he do it?

The girl wearing makeup listened and looked at Murong Ye curiously.

Among the three people gambling, the boy who opened the market shouted excitedly, he had won again. The other two looked unlucky and looked at Murong Ye with unkind expressions.

The student who cooked instant noodles used chopsticks to pick the noodles from the small pot into a bowl, and said to the student who threw the eggs: "Don't forget, you owe me one hundred and ten eggs."

"What eggs? Aren't the eggs on your table?"

The student who was picking out instant noodles stopped what he was doing and turned his head expressionlessly: "You want to default on the bill?"

"Who wants to default on the debt? I said, borrow one and pay back ten, but the eggs are all at your place and I didn't borrow them." The student who threw the eggs twisted his neck to one side, as if I don't admit it, let's see what you can do to me.

appearance.

The atmosphere became tense.

The girl who was putting on makeup put away her foundation box as usual, stayed away from the two of them, and sat at the front.

The three people who were betting also got off the table and moved to a place farther away from the two people inside, and started a new bet.

Let’s see who will take action first?

The student who was cooking instant noodles calmly scooped out the noodles from the pot and poured the soup into the bowl.

He picked a piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew on it, swallowed it in one gulp, and then repeated the action slowly until he finished the noodle soup in the bowl, and then... he picked up the kettle and swung it at the head of the student behind him.

past.

The student at the back leaned back, dodged, and kicked up with one leg. The table exploded immediately, and at the same time, he kicked the electric stove to pieces with his right foot.

The classmate who was cooking noodles kicked him over.

The opponent grabbed his ankle with both hands and twisted it 180 degrees.

The classmate who was cooking noodles turned around and used the force of his other foot to kick the opponent in the head.

The two of them exchanged hands in an instant. You punched me and I kicked you. They were jumping up and down in the classroom with clean and neat movements. They looked like they had practiced fighting skills for several years.

Two minutes later, the classmate who cooked the noodles had a slight upper hand, and the classmate who threw the eggs was kicked in the abdomen and fell to his knees.

The surrounding students all retreated far away, and no one dared to step forward to stop him, for fear of being affected.

They looked at the teacher on the podium at the same time.

The teacher was still sleeping on the table without making any movement.

They didn't believe that such a loud noise could not wake him up.

The only explanation is that the teacher is pretending to sleep. He really doesn't want to care about them and doesn't care about their life or death.

The student kneeling on the ground had already begun to vomit blood, with tears in his eyes, and said inarticulately: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The classmate who was cooking the noodles was about to stop when the teacher on the podium suddenly spoke: "To cut the grass, we have to get rid of the roots. Can you guarantee that when he recovers, he won't come to settle a score with you?"

All the students in the classroom were shocked and looked at Murong Ye.

Even the student who had just committed violence had a look of shock on his face.

Is this what a teacher would say?

He turned his head and looked at the classmates at his feet.

There was fear and despair in the other person's eyes, and he kept shaking his head at himself.

After losing his temper and hesitating again and again, the noodle-cooking classmate finally let him go.

The get out of class bell rang at this time, as if announcing the end of a battle.

Murong Ye stood up, glanced at the student with disappointment, turned around and left the classroom.

The first meeting between teachers and students ended in such a weird way.

At this moment, the students in Class A clearly felt that this new teacher was different from other teachers in the college.

There is no reverence for life.

There is no mercy for students.

Friendly, positive, caring about students...all the qualities that a teacher should have, are completely missing from him.
Chapter completed!