Why is my elf so weird?

On the huge playground, there were dozens of queues, composed of 1,500 students from No. 1 Middle School.

These queues look relatively neat from a distance, but if you look closely, you can see that there are some special individuals hidden in these swaying queues...

For example, I feel sleepy while playing Hache, as if I played games all night long yesterday.

Another example is the gossip group where small groups of two or three discuss something in low voices.

Among these queues that can only be viewed from a distance but not up close, there are two queues that seem particularly inconsistent.

There are more or less sleepy people in other queues, whispering to each other... But these two queues have a total of fifty people, all with their backs straight and high-spirited, and the entire queue is unbelievably neat.

These two queues are the two queues of Class 9, Grade 1...

At this moment, Xin Yun was looking at the big podium in front of her seriously, quietly waiting for the person on the podium to speak.

At this moment, there was a young man in black standing on the podium. He glanced at the speech script in his hand for a few times, then threw it down, cleared his throat slightly, and moved to the microphone in front of him, speaking calmly. The voice spoke to the teachers and students in the audience: "Hello, fellow students and teachers, how are you doing, are you enjoying your summer vacation?"

No one in the audience answered.

The man in black waited for two seconds, then cleared his throat again, and continued: "This semester, the senior students in high school have gone to the new environment of university. The original sophomore students have to work hard, and they are just a few steps away from the college entrance examination. There is one year left. The original high school students, you are no longer freshmen. You must take good care of your juniors... And freshmen from all over the country, welcome to Jinling City Elf No. 1 Middle School. Let me introduce myself first, my name is Teng Yi, I am your principal."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of disbelieving exclamations in the originally quiet queue.

These voices all come from freshmen...

The big podium is not far from the queue. As long as you are not severely short-sighted, you can clearly see the appearance of the man in black on the podium.

This man who looks to be in his late twenties, or early thirties at most, is actually the principal of this school?

It’s fake, does such a young principal really exist?

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by 'eh'? Can't I look younger? I'm already 54 this year."

As soon as these words came out, there was another exclamation of surprise.

The senior students and teachers are no longer surprised by this. Every time a new student enters the school, they will be amazed by the ageless appearance of Principal Toichi...

"Ahem... let's get back to the topic." Principal Fujiichi also realized that if the topic continued like this, he didn't know where to go. He coughed twice quickly, "I know that the students just spent time on the bookshelf, and they didn't reply to their best. Status, but whatever!”

"Because I'm like that too!"

"After all, this is inevitable, but I hope all students will adjust as soon as possible. You are high school students and new trainers. Your goals and dreams may be elf trainers, elf breeders, or He is an elf researcher... But all of this needs to start from the starting point of a new trainer! Work hard, work hard, work harder! Set the goal a little bigger, advanced trainers, and even supernova trainers! With your unremitting efforts , you will gain something..."

Although it is a very general and clichéd speech, it is the most common speech, but it can arouse people's fighting spirit in a short time. In Principal Toichi's impassioned speech, the sleepy people no longer feel sleepy. Those who were whispering and winking at each other also shut up, everyone became energetic, and the fire of fighting spirit was instantly ignited.

If it weren't for the next sentence...

"Uh... I'm sorry, I forgot the words. What's next?"

Principal Fujiichi's words instantly broke the atmosphere that had been created, and there were bursts of boos from the audience.

Xin Yun, who was among the boys in Class Nine, was still looking at Principal Toichi on the podium, but his expression gradually solidified.

Why...people around me are so unreliable...

Principal Toichi thought hard for a while, but in the end he couldn't think of anything. He stopped picking up the speech he had thrown on the ground. He cleared his throat, took the microphone, and directly connected to the end: "In this new era, In this semester, in this golden autumn season, I hope that all students can be full of energy, be in good health, and take the next studies seriously. My speech ends here, and all classes are asked to leave in an orderly manner. "

Although Principal Fujiichi was still impassioned, as if nothing had happened just now, the fire of fighting spirit that had been ignited by the students had been extinguished, and they returned to their classrooms under the leadership of their respective class teachers.

"Ahem... Principal Toichi's words are indeed like this, very unreliable... Ah no, in his words, he should be very humorous... In short, students, I also hope that you can quickly integrate into the environment of No. 1 Middle School , as Principal Toichi said, take your studies seriously and work hard..."

After all the students took their seats in the Class 9 classroom, Teacher Duan also walked into the classroom, stood in front of the podium, and said this to the students in the audience.

"So, now let's start running for class cadres. Students who want to run can introduce themselves to the whole class, such as name, age, hobbies, dreams, etc. This can be regarded as letting everyone know about themselves... Let's start with the class leader. , does any student want to run for class president?"

Teacher Duan finished speaking. After a few seconds, no one in the class raised their hands.

"In this case, do any students want to recommend other students to become monitors?" When no one raised their hands, Teacher Duan thought for a while, changed his approach, and said to the students in the audience.

Suddenly there was a "swish" sound, and a hand stretched out.

This is a boy wearing glasses, about 1.8 meters tall, with short hair, and he looks very sunny.

"Okay, this classmate stands up. Can you introduce yourself first?"

Teacher Duan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded at this classmate.

The boy stood up, glanced at the classmates around him, and then introduced in a hearty voice: "Hello, classmates, my name is Yang Shu, Yang Shu's Yang, Yang Shu's tree. I am sixteen years old this year. I like Elf Battle. , likes basketball and aims to become a professional elf trainer."

"Okay, classmate Yang Shu, then which classmate do you want to recommend?" Teacher Duan was stunned for a moment when he heard Yang Shu's name, but he quickly came to his senses and was very impressed by Yang Shu's performance. Satisfied, he asked with a smile.

Yang Shu stretched out his hand and pointed to the corner.

Xin Yun looked along Yang Shu's hand...looked...looked...wait, why is it pointing at herself? ?

"The student I want to recommend is this classmate. I was the third one to arrive in the classroom today. This classmate should be the first one to arrive. As soon as I came in, I saw him and the second classmate who arrived in the classroom were working seriously. I previewed the content in the textbook, and it was because of this that I previewed the content with them. I would like to recommend him to become the monitor."

Suddenly, the eyes of all the students in the class fell on Xin Yun, and Xin Yun suddenly became the focus of the class.

What should I do in this situation?

Xin Yun felt very unnatural.

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