After resting at night, several people got up early in the morning. They have not yet adapted to such a comfortable environment. But the facts tell them that the branch is not a paradise. This is the first step for the weak to prey on the strong.
Lonnie looked like a grown-up parent, leading everyone to have breakfast together. The breakfast in the branch was also very rich, including fresh milk bread, whole wheat bread, bean paste bread, milk, goat milk, mare's milk, fruit milk, and roasted chestnuts.
Rice, ham rice, corn rice, etc.
Whatever Xiu hasn't eaten must be put on the dinner plate. The only person who can compete with him is Sitir, her craziness is no worse than Xiu's.
"Were the two of them... hungry last night?" Lonnie looked at the fried chestnut rice on his plate and opened his mouth to ask.
Ike said helplessly: "They are born with such appetites, so I feel much better."
"You...are weirder!" Lonnie said with a wry smile. Ike brought every kind of milk over and tasted it.
Ike said with a smile: "I like to develop habits. I drink all these milks on the first day. Whichever one tastes better, I will drink the suitable milk every day in the future. The same goes for what I eat.
Once you get used to it, the taste won’t change easily.”
Lonnie sighed and said, "You three are really weirder than the other."
Seeing Ike's iconic honest and silly smile, Lonnie had the urge to laugh. So a senior brought three weird juniors to a meal in the restaurant, creating a beautiful scene.
Most of them were going for Sitier, but they found that Xiu, a powerful foodie, drank all the milk that Ike ordered because he choked.
In the end, he got the title of "'foodie' and 'milk drinker'". Later, because they were in trouble, he changed his name to "milk-eater killer".
The first milk Ike drank was called date milk, and he never switched to that milk again.
After breakfast, Lonnie and the others separated. On the first day, they were not in a real school. Everyone in the branch had a different first lesson in life.
His first lesson under Master Pasteur made Lonnie red-eyed at the time. Currently, only his most proud disciple has successfully survived his first lesson.
"You guys...wish you good luck!" Lonnie couldn't bear to look back and wished them this.
Students in each branch need to experience such a scene, and then go to the library to receive their own exercises and martial arts. They choose the corresponding martial arts based on their cultivation and talent.
Usually other instructors just go through the motions and then let the students choose exercises and martial arts. But those who go first naturally have the advantage of choosing good things first. Those instructors value data.
Pasteur was an outlier among them. Outsiders described him as the first lesson of nightmares.
The ten students of the new semester have all arrived at Pasteur's designated location. Today, Pasteur is wearing a Qi Master's robe as required. On weekdays, he likes to wear ordinary clothes. His burly figure seems a bit out of place with the Qi Master's robe.
, some people were about to laugh when they saw his sharp eyes and looked over.
"Run!" Pasteur said this word like a crazy old man, which was a bit baffling.
Ike and Sitel were the first to obey orders, and Xiu, the follower, followed them. Ike regarded this kind of order as training. In the past, he would foolishly walk around the garden at Fia's request.
Run a dozen laps.
Many people didn't know what was going on. They watched Ike run and they also ran. But they just started working hard, and later they discovered that maybe Pasteur just wanted to see how long they could run.
"We must all have taken fortified pills, right? Does it make sense for him to let us run like this? No wonder we only get third place in the graduation exam every year." One of them started to complain.
"There must be a reason for doing this, run away! Not all seniors come here like this!" said another.
Ike and others did not speak, and he did not want to show his differences at this time. Pasteur would run if he was allowed, and he would not run if he was not allowed. He was a person who sometimes had very simple thoughts.
But after not running for a long time, I suddenly felt refreshed after running. Maybe it is because people have ignored the original abilities of human beings after becoming Qi masters.
After running for a long time, Pasteur finally stretched out his hand and gestured to stop. Two of them stopped, but the remaining eight students did not stop.
"Stop!" Pasteur finally shouted and walked towards the eight students, ignoring the two who stopped first.
He held a piece of information in his hand, which was provided by every registered noble steward. He first came to the student next to Ike and shouted: "Gall! Your father is a pig! Your mother is a prostitute!"
"You...how can you curse as a tutor! And you are still insulting my family! Please give me a reasonable explanation!" The man named Gal said angrily.
Pasteur ignored Gal and walked towards the other person. He then yelled: "If I were you, I would have eaten two pounds when I was eating shit!"
"Report to the teacher! Because I was a slave, I had no choice but to abide by the bad tastes of those young masters!" He was still strong, and he could still withstand Pasteur telling him that he had eaten shit. His tone suddenly became cold.
He said coldly: "But I can change everything."
Pasteur ignored him again and said to Sitile: "If I were you, I would sell it! Don't you think that every woman in Mesiah is born to be played by men!"
Sitil's eyes were very clear, and she seemed not to have heard anything, which made Pasteur look like a drunken and roaring fool.
Pasteur looked more like a man asking for trouble. He turned to Xiu and said, "You poor illegitimate son! Your brother is a young master, but you have to be a domestic slave! He seems to be very kind to you and asked me to take care of you!"
Do you feel angry that I revealed your secret?"
Xiu blinked and said, "What you said is true, I'm so angry!"
Pasteur used this method to attack many students in his life, and he also brought out the potential of many students. But he did not become speechless when facing Xiu like today.
What he didn't know was that Xiu had narrated his life in a vivid and vivid way in the students' restaurant last night. It is estimated that even the students of the instructor next door had heard it all.
He cast his eyes on Ike, and this man with a straight chest and bright eyes, but maintaining a simple and honest smile, caught his attention.
Pasteur sneered: "I heard that you are called Ecbradine, a descendant of the God of Wisdom. But you are a complete fool. Both your mother and father died in the internal fighting of the pigs in Saigon! You Saigon people are all
It’s a pig! Your whole family is a pig!”
Ike smiled honestly and replied: "Yes!"
"You also want to say that this is true?" Pasteur asked.
"Yes! Because you are also from Saigon. Saigon people say that they are pigs, so I can only admit it." Ike said this calmly, and everyone suddenly became quiet.
Who has investigated Pasteur's information? They all thought of this problem. Ike was with them, but he knew it. When did he know it?
Pasteur brought his face very close, as if what they needed to discuss now was not who was the pig. He asked: "How do you know?"
Ike said innocently: "The sign on the front door of the lounge says that you have written all your scandals on it! Including peeking at other people's showers when you were young!"
Everyone immediately understood something. Those things just now were not unreasonable troubles or attacks on life. They were Pasteur's first lesson, which is called spiritual transformation.
Rather than letting the enemy catch your scandal and attack it, it is better to show it now and completely destroy its sense of existence. This is Pasteur's first principle of life. Pay the due price for what you have done, but your mentality
It is the factor that determines whether you can be reborn.
The three of them received full marks from Pasteur in this lesson.
Pasteur's second principle is to never bow your head, no matter how anyone treats you, no matter how humble your status is. Self-esteem is always in your own hands and will not be lost because of your status or ability.
.Hold your head high and win back your dignity. Whoever can't do it should get out. This is Pasteur.
"I think the three of you can go to the Scripture Collection Pavilion first. As for you... let me see how you never bow your head!" Pasteur roared loudly.
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