Konoha's Fragrant Ninja Legend

Suddenly, the classroom door opened, and a man with a horizontal scar on the bridge of his nose walked in holding a textbook.

The classroom immediately became quiet.

"Hello everyone, my name is Umino Iruka, and I will be your future homeroom teacher."

Seeing the energetic look of the freshmen, Iruka, who wanted to pretend to be serious, couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising. This was his first time as a homeroom teacher. He had been a homeroom teacher for six years, and he had already done it well. Prepare

After saying that, he looked at Naruto on the podium and said with a smile:

"Now that someone has introduced themselves, let's go on stage in order."

"Uzumaki Naruto, please sit back after the introduction."

Iruka looked at Naruto with a slightly complicated look. The Hokage had just found him and explained his identity as a Chuuriki, hoping that he could teach him well.However, his parents died in the Nine-Tails Rebellion, and he was not sure whether he could control his emotions in front of Naruto.

There is no doubt how important the Jinchuuriki is to the village. The third generation has given him a heavy burden.

"Yes, Iruka-sensei"

Naruto felt that his first impression of this homeroom teacher was very good. He didn't have the disgusting look in his eyes when the villagers looked at him, so he answered loudly and sat down next to Xianglin obediently.

"Then the first row will introduce themselves on stage from left to right, then the second row will start from right to left, and so on. Do you understand?"

"I understand," the high-pitched voice expressed their enthusiasm.

After hearing this, Iruka smiled with satisfaction, consciously retreated to the edge of the podium, took out the notebook he carried with him, and prepared to take this opportunity to get to know his students well.

The descendants of ninjas have more individual personalities, especially the children in this class, most of whom have different identities. Only by understanding the characteristics of each student can we teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

Xianglin looked at Iruka brightly, and did not hide his curiosity about this person. After all, he was the first teacher of the Twelve Xiaoqiang.

Gentle, polite, patient and meticulous were Xianglin's first impression of him.

However, the complicated emotions in Iruka's eyes did not escape Xianglin's eyes. She knew what Iruka was thinking, but he was kind-hearted by nature, and Naruto was not the same person as before, so she didn't need to worry too much.

Soon, the students all came on stage one by one to introduce themselves.

"My name is Yamada Taijiro, my hobby is my dream"

"My name is Yamanaka Ino, my hobby is flower gardening, and my dream is to always open a flower shop." The girl's light yellow hair was tied up high, her eyes were lively, and she looked playful and cute.

"My name is Akimichi Choji. My hobby is eating barbecue and my dream is to open a barbecue restaurant." This guy who came on stage holding potato chips is a real person.

"Sasuke Uchiha."

Xianglin raised her eyelids when she heard this. This arrogant guy didn't even bother to get on the podium. Well, this is very second-rate.

"Nara Shikamaru."

Well, this is also a guy who is afraid of trouble.

"Yueguang Jingyi."

"Yuta Inaka."

"Inuzuka Tooth."

"Hinata Hinata."

Hey, hey, what's going on with this screwed-up rhythm?

Iruka's hand that was swiping down notes stopped and he hit his head as he felt a little headache.

"Uzumaki Kaoru."

Uh-huh, it's really troublesome to introduce yourself, so she might as well just follow suit.

The education at the Ninja School is very systematic. The first day focused on the history of ninjas, plans for the future, and demonstrations of ninjutsu. The gorgeous moves made the students curious and yearning.

In the first three years of the school, the school focuses on teaching cultural classes and basic Konoha Taijutsu and shuriken throwing. In the next three years, chakra gradually increases, so it will focus on training on the extraction and application of chakra, as well as practical combat skills.

Sure enough, it is fresh knowledge that keeps her motivated.

Xianglin has always had a correct attitude towards learning.As long as it's some ninja knowledge, there's no harm in writing it down.

Xianglin was taking notes carefully during the lecture, but she didn't know that several little boys were already staring at her.

Whispers in the back row

"Hey, look at that red-haired guy, how can he have such a bright hair color in this world?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a monster."

"Yes, red-haired monster"

"Then let's let her show her true colors."

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Suddenly, Xianglin felt her hair being pulled.

She turned around in surprise and saw two boys staring at her with their eyes wide open. They looked like they were about to pop out, which made her feel extremely unhappy.

Who is she provoking?

Xianglin glared back fiercely, as if she was saying: If you do anything again, I don't mind teaching you a lesson.

It actually startled them.

"It's so scary." The boy who just pulled his hair pulled the sleeve of his deskmate.

"What are you afraid of? We are two men, why are we afraid of a little girl like her? I will teach her a lesson after class is over."

Xianglin didn't pay attention to the mutterings of the two people behind him.

"Jingle bells"

When the bell rang, Iruka had just finished speaking about what he had prepared in the lesson plan and was about to leave.

He was very satisfied with his own progress and the performance of his classmates. He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He secretly sighed that his previous worries were unnecessary. This year's students are not difficult to lead.

As soon as the head teacher left the classroom, the students couldn't help but started chattering.

Xianglin packed up her notebook and was about to go for a walk when she suddenly felt a pulling sensation on her head.

court death

Xianglin angrily threw the book in her hand behind her with [-]% of her strength.

"Oh"

The boy's screams came from behind.

Xianglin turned around and saw that this guy had a bloody hole in his head, and he was lying on the ground wailing.

The students were frightened by the unexpected situation, and they looked around and looked for the teacher.

Xianglin looked at him coldly, don't blame her for being rude if she has nothing to do.

The boy's deskmate was already frightened and it took him a long time to react.

He pointed at Xiang Lin’s nose and yelled:

"It's all you. He just wanted to say hello to you, but you hit him."

Tsk, this kid is too uneducated.

Xianglin is extremely disgusted with this impolite gesture of pointing people's noses. Even a child shouldn't be so uncultured.

He slapped the opponent's hand away, then Xianglin pushed up his glasses and said confidently: "Do you need to pull my hair again and again to say hello? If he can speak well, no one will be accidentally injured."

"Does it require such a heavy hand?"

"Then who knows if they are enemies? Maintaining sufficient vigilance is the basic quality of becoming a ninja. Is there anything to doubt about this?"

"you"

He also knew that he was in the wrong and could not continue to fight.

The classroom is now a mess

Naruto had long wanted to hit him with his fist, but was held back by Xiang Lin. After all, we are civilized people, and we want to be arrogant and talkative.

As a qualified best friend, Hinata naturally stands firmly by Xiang Rin's side.

Dingci pulled Shikamaru forward and tried to break up the fight.

The rest of the people gathered in a circle, not knowing what to do at all

Of course, there are also people who are not interested in this matter. For example, Sasuke is sitting calmly looking out the window.

Just as the classroom was in chaos, the classroom door was kicked open

"Who is injured?"

When everyone saw the head teacher arriving, the crowd of onlookers made way.

Iruka had just finished class and had no time to go back to the office to drink water and relieve himself when he was stopped by several students in a panic.

Seeing such a scene at this moment, he couldn't help but hold back a cold sweat on his forehead, stepped forward, picked up the boy and ran to the infirmary.

It’s only the first day of school and there are injuries. Why does he think this year’s freshmen are easy to take care of?