This world is anything but ordinary [Tutoring + Marvel]

The next day, Linlang was wearing sportswear and silently admiring herself in front of the floor-length mirror. She was really a handsome young man, but he was a little short.

Qiao usually watched Linlang go out with a smile. Looking at the little girl's straight black short hair, he couldn't help itching his hands. He knelt down and rubbed it. Linlang's originally docile hair became fluffy and raised.

Seeing the other party's face becoming dull due to his actions, he said seriously: "The school's courses include theoretical knowledge learning one day and physical training the other day. In order to improve the quality of training, the school specially invited the excellent instructor Lal to the school for guidance. "

Linlang, who seemed to be an elite tutor, remained silent, turned around and got into the car. Yesterday she refused to save her, and today she messed up her hair. Linlang expressed her refusal to communicate with Qiao through practical actions. She closed the car window and then used her hands to replace it. The comb rearranged his hair.

Joe took off his glasses, covered his eyes and laughed: "Cute kid."

As an instructor, Lal was both painful and happy for Linlang. Of all the female characters who appeared in the tutor, Lal was the one that Linlang admired and loved the most but also felt the most distressed. However, due to Lal's strictness, Linlang's little arms and legs inevitably suffered during the training process.

There is another world behind the European-style building of the school. Many different training grounds are located here. Since Linlang has never participated in training, Lal allowed her to get familiar with it on the first day of training and watch other people's training.

Thanks to Goddess Yu's thoughtfulness, Linlang looked around and found that training did not seem to be a large group of people. Everyone was different and the types of projects were also diverse. Darts, archery, and fencing are all available, and there are also professionals to guide different training projects.

Dino and Scuvarro were both on the physical training field. There was a long plastic track in the physical training field. There was a football field in the center of the track. It looked normal, except that there was water on the outer track, and in some places there was still water on the ground. There are some thumbtacks placed there and blocked by a stone wall. Linlang's face darkens every time she sees her. Is this the physical training at Mafia Academy?

Scuvarro was at ease on the obstacle course, while Dino was stumbling on the ordinary track on the inside. They were two extremes.

Linlang held the prepared water bottle and placed one next to Scuvarro's discarded clothes. Then she ran to Dino, who was walking slowly to catch his breath, and handed it to him. "Brother Dino, don't worry, I will be as miserable as you the day after tomorrow."

After hearing this, Dino comforted him. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he still smiled and rubbed Linlang's head: "It's okay, just get used to it."

Linlang blushed a little. Although Dino hadn't grown up yet, he was very warm. Is this the power of tolerance mentioned in the plot? Of course, Linlang naturally reached out and combed her hair again.

After Scuvarro finished the obstacle course, he grabbed his clothes and put them on casually. He glanced at Linlang when he saw the water, hesitated for a moment, took a sip and felt there was nothing wrong with it. Then he drank it all and threw the empty bottle over, then turned and walked towards the kendo room. go.

Linlang screamed like a marmot in her heart when she saw it. Is Scuvaro shy? The young Scuvaro actually accepted his kindness! I feel like I have a better chance of surviving in the future!

After watching a lot of training programs and stroking my aching belly, I felt compelled to do so. Although seeking the protection of a strong person is a shortcut, if your own value does not meet the conditions for protection, you will be easily abandoned.

Linlang thought that since she came to this world, she might as well use what she knew to improve herself.

Now the only person who can help Linlang is Qiao, the tutor. Linlang found Qiao. She is relatively weak and needs some special help, such as the 'mafia ring'.

Looking at Qiao sitting and reading, Linlang didn't know how to speak. She had ignored Qiao in the morning, and now she suddenly came to him. Do you want to apologize first?

Moreover, the ring igniting flames to fight is the way tutors will fight in the future. The impact of proposing this matter 17 years in advance is also unknown.

"Miss, how long are you going to stand here?"

silent~

Qiao put down the book and looked at Linlang, who was standing in front of the table, pushing up her glasses with one hand: "Do you want to blame me for not going out to help you yesterday? As your tutor, I have the responsibility to teach you something.

You are smart and special, and I sense that you know a lot of things that others don't, but none of them matter. "

"The true cruelty of Mafia was just the tip of the iceberg yesterday." Qiao stood up and walked to Linlang, put away his smile, looked directly into Linlang's eyes and continued: "Are you ready to accept these darknesses and these responsibilities? ?”

Seeing Qiao's eyes, Linlang lowered her head in panic. His eyes penetrated Linlang's heart. Linlang knew that the tutoring plot in the future would open up a part of God's perspective, and Qiao used yesterday's incident to teach her a lesson. This world really exists. Yes, having naive ideas may only lead to your own destruction.

After panicking, Linlang gradually calmed down and looked up at the other person. Seeing the change in Linlang's eyes, Qiao nodded. If the student understands that he has worked hard, then the class will be worth it.

"Qiao, I want the mafia ring." After no longer being confused, Linlang directly stated her purpose.

"Ding, ring, ring." The sound of the phone on the table interrupted the conversation between the two. After making a pause gesture, Joe reached out and picked up the phone and put it to his ear. "Well, I'll be right back." After a brief reply, Qiao briefly told Linlang to go back to the classroom first, then picked up the black suit jacket on the back of the chair, put it on and left the office.

Linlang looked at the other party's hurried look and felt that something serious might have happened, but she couldn't help but had to go to class.

After class, Linlang was suddenly called to the office again. Linlang looked at Qiao across the desk in confusion. She remembered that Qiao was obviously wearing a black suit today, but the person sitting there was wearing a dark red suit, and the glasses he had been wearing were missing.

Used one class to change clothes?

"Sky, fog, clear, rain, mist, cloud, thunder. Which attribute do you need?" Qiao sat up straight and stared at Linlang.

Hearing Qiao's question, Linlang was confused. Qiao actually knew these attributes. Does that mean there are already people who can use flames to fight?

"Can I have them both? I don't know my attributes either."

"If you don't have enough physique, you won't be able to hold on for long even if you light a fire." Qiao stretched his waist and said casually with one hand on his chin.

Although Linlang felt a sense of disobedience, she immediately expressed her position: "I will definitely work hard to improve my physique in a short period of time!"

"There's no time, go to class quickly. I'll take care of the ring thing." Qiao waved and yawned. Looking at Linlang going out, Qiao tilted his head and smiled. He was so energetic.

Linlang left Qiao's office and walked to the training ground. If a weak chicken wants to become stronger, it needs an excellent and strict instructor.

Laer was not surprised by Linlang's arrival and directly handed Linlang a list of detailed training plans.

Not everyone can get the plan formulated by Lal, but I am actually honored to be half of Lal's disciple! Linlang picked up the little Lal and spun around twice and said loudly, "Goddess Lal, thank you!"

"Go to training." Lal kicked Linlang in the face, causing a swelling on her cheek.

"Hey, my girl's face is going to be disfigured. Goddess, can you be gentler next time." Linlang covered her face and shed two lines of tears. The goddess was so irritable.

"Girl?"

"Lal, you're so lax, you can't tell the difference between men and women." No one heard the voice first. Not long after, a door opened in the middle of the big tree next to him. Li Baoen, dressed in a suit, leisurely picked up the bag in front of him. I blew the coffee lightly and took a sip.

"Li Baoen! Who can't tell the difference? As an instructor, I treat them equally regardless of whether they are male or female." Lal was still serious, even though she just thought she was hugged and kicked by a boy.

"Hey, Linlang. Do you understand? Mafia doesn't care about your age or your gender. Qiao wants you to wear men's clothes because he wants you to understand this," Li Baoen said.

Li Baoen pointed out another luck that existed in Linlang's heart, as if he had a flying knife inserted into his body. Linlang ignored the feeling and bowed with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Li Baoen, for your advice. Do you know my teacher Qiao?"

Li Baoen put down his coffee and played with his unique pet green chameleon and said, "He is my defeated enemy. I'm going to see my good-for-nothing apprentice. See you next time." Linlang closed the tree door before she could react.

After saying goodbye to Lal, Linlang returned to the family. In just one day, Linlang realized many of his own shortcomings. Because of his rebirth, Linlang always had a sense of superiority, but this sense of superiority affected his correct judgment. Linlang subconsciously believed that he was more than 10 years old. The little girl will get some convenience, but in this place, this idea is indeed too naive.

Linlang asked Pauline to take her to the Bovino family's training room, took a deep breath and started training according to the plan given by Lal.

Jiudaime looked at the monitor in the training room with a smile: "Qiao, thank you. She seems to know what she is going to do."

"Boss, Miss, she is very smart. She has grown a lot in one day. Both Li Baoen and Lar gave her some advice."

"I can actually get some advice from those two." The ninth generation looked at the little girl who was concentrating on training. He had never thought about this. These two are extremely powerful, and many people want to see them. One of them, many families are secretly trying to win over the two of them.

"The lady has also become friends with the tenth generation of Gabriel and Scuvaro, who was won over by Vongola's assassination team." Qiao continued to report.

"Well, I understand, you can go down." Jiudaime smiled unconsciously. This child really looks like Xiaohui, and he is very popular.

"Boss, take a good rest." Qiao quietly retreated.

After returning to the room, Qiao looked at the box on the table and adjusted his glasses again. He had a special student. He sighed silently and said to himself: "It's up to you to do this."