Konoha: I am the Copy Ninja

Chapter 7 007. Ino: I want to cheer up

Chapter 7 007. Ino: I want to cheer up

"You can call me Fumoto or Azhe. What class are you in, Naruto?"

"Hahaha, um, I'm from Class F, what about you, Fumoto?"

Uzumaki Naruto scratched his head, a little bit of embarrassment appeared on his smiling sunny face.

Unlike Feng Benzhe and others, he enrolled one year earlier, but he is still in the first grade in the second year of this year.

Why does he always have to take a written test? He doesn't know anything about it.

We are here to be ninjas, so we can just fight.

Uzumaki Naruto was indignant.

He never failed the written test.

"I'm in Class C, what's Class F like, Naruto?"

"It's no different from ordinary classes. The teacher is still very cold, and the classmates are still very aggressive."

Speaking of this, Naruto Uzumaki's expression became depressed, he didn't feel anything about the relationship between teachers and students, or classmates.

Now his teacher is not Unno Iruka.

"Then, Kazamoto, are we friends now?" Naruto Uzumaki's eyes sparkled with expectation.

"Otherwise? Would a random person ask a stranger for help?"

"Great, I have a friend." Uzumaki Naruto happily jumped onto the table, shaking their chopsticks off.

Other people in the cafeteria cast strange glances. What kind of nerves is this monster kid doing?

"Idiot, come down quickly."

Feng Benzhe quickly pulled him down, this guy is too easy to beat chicken blood.

"Then, see you tomorrow, Naruto." Feng Benzhe turned around and waved goodbye to him.

"Kazeben, can I go to your class to find you?" Uzumaki Naruto shouted at his back.

"Come if you want." Feng Benzhe replied without turning his head.

Konoha's tallest building.

The top floor of the Hokage Building.

Three generations of Hokage are conscientiously handling official duties.

After a long time, he closed all the documents and took a sharp puff on his cigarette.

"Mountain Eagle."

"The subordinate is here." A figure suddenly appeared in the shadow of the office.

"How is Naruto doing recently, is there still someone bullying him?" Hiruzaru Sarutobi asked lightly.

"Report to the three generations of adults, no such incidents have occurred again."

Naruto Uzumaki was beaten up by a member of a small club when he was in the first year of school, Hiruza Sarutobi immediately sent someone to warn him after he knew about it.

As for Naruto's experience before he entered school, he didn't know that, in Sarutobi Hiruzen's view, it was all just cold violence, not to mention that those villagers did not cause substantial harm to Naruto, even as the third Hokage, he couldn't find it. There are legitimate reasons to punish them.

People's hearts are uncontrollable.

Some things are more forbidden and more rebellious, and the more villagers have to cover their mouths, the more they hate Naruto in their hearts.

The villagers all have memories. They have experienced the Nine-Tails Rebellion. They regard Naruto as the "incarnation of the demon fox" and transfer the pain of losing their loved ones to Naruto...

Sighing, Hiruzaru Sarutobi continued to ask: "How is Naruto's current academic performance?"

"Third generations, please forgive my subordinates for bluntly saying that Naruto Uzumaki has not made any progress in other aspects except for the increase in the mobilizable Chakra year by year." Anbu ninja knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and spoke in a calm tone.

Sure enough.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi exhaled a smoke ring. He had read Naruto's test paper, and either he couldn't hold back the answer, or the bull's head was wrong, which made people feel dizzy.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi raised his head and looked in the direction of Hokage Rock. The statue of the Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato was lifelike.

He couldn't help feeling a little melancholy, four generations of couples are not stupid, who is Naruto like?
"Who was the excellent teacher at Ninja School last year?" Hiruzaru Sarutobi shook the soot.

"It's Unno Iruka."

"It's him?" Sarutobi Hirizhan remembered the former boy, "Let him come to see me."

"Yes."

After Anbu left, Hiruzaru Sarutobi took out a crystal ball from his desk with a pipe in his mouth, and began to monitor the movement in the village.

Telescope technique.

Gradually, the expression of the three representatives became obscene, and they let out a strange smile of "Jie Jie", and bright red blood even gushed out of their nasal cavity.

"Hey, this shape is good."

"Smooth skin..."

At the same time, in the school, the activity room of the mangosteen club.

Ryo Fujisaki and others are calculating this week's income.

"Hey, why are there a few second graders missing? What about Shimosaka and the others?" Sat on the wooden chair, Ryo Fujisaki suddenly found that four people were missing.

"Boss, I went to their class to ask. It seems that they are sick and have asked for a few days off." A younger brother leaned over and answered.

"Are these four boys trying to be lazy? They were fine yesterday."

"Boss, I said that there is no need to take in such low-grades. They are not strong enough to fight, and they will have trouble at every turn. Just let them be leeks."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Okay, stop arguing, and tell me when they go back to school." Ryo Fujisaki waved his hand to signal that everyone should stop arguing, and then took out a few wads of money from his pocket: "This belongs to the brothers."

Classroom C of the first grade.

Feng Benzhe, who really didn't want to listen to the class, closed his eyes and started to extract chakra again.

Yamanaka Ino looked at Kazemoto Tetsu who closed his eyes on the left, and Nara Shikamaru who was yawning on the right.

Two decadent spirits, Ino smiled wryly, feeling that his whole body was affected, lying on the table, slowly revealing a decadent breath, surrounded by traces of black air.

Suddenly, Ino slapped the table, sat up straight, and clenched his right hand to cheer himself up.

Ino, cheer up, you are an invincible young and lively girl, how can you waste your time like these two guys?

Feng Benzhe was taken aback by the sudden sound, and opened his eyes helplessly. Is it true that golden retrievers have the property of being startled?Naruto Uzumaki is, and so is Ino Yamanaka.

"Student Ino, do you know the curriculum schedule? Are there cultural classes this semester?"

Looking at the energetic Ino, Fumoto Tetsu asked abruptly.

I can't sit still.

"Well, the first half of the month is indoor classes, after that, indoor classes in the morning and outdoor classes in the afternoon."

Yamanaka Ino didn't mind communicating more with this deskmate. Shikamaru next to her was already a lazy and talkative person. If there was another iceberg, she would be forced to die by talking at school.

"Student Ino, you know quite a lot. Is this a family privilege?"

Ino chuckled and said, "Kazeben-san, whenever you go to the senior class to inquire, you can get this answer."

"alright."

Feng Benzhe glanced at Yamanaka Ino's open notebook.

"You don't seem to have written anything, Ino-san."

"Because these are all in my mind, it's not like someone who has never woken up once." Ino mocked unceremoniously.

"Hey, hey, Ino-san, don't act like you know me better."

"That's what I saw." Ino replied innocently.

Shikamaru next to me was speechless, you guys are really noisy and childish.

After school, Naruto Uzumaki stood anxiously at the door of Class C of the first grade.

(End of this chapter)

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