Gao Wu: Letting you take pictures, you wholesale supernatural powers?

On the North Square.

More than 800 freshmen of the Battle Academy lined up neatly.

The freshmen from the Tactical Academy who arrived later saw the situation, and they all followed suit in groups of five.

The Tianzi class of the Tactical Academy and the Tianzi class of the Battle Academy stood side by side.

Among the crowd was Qin Ling, an old acquaintance.

As soon as she arrived at the square, she greeted several people happily.

Passed the low-level tactician assessment, and was still the top eight in the theater college entrance examination.

She was successfully admitted to the Tianzi class of the Tactical Academy.

Now when I meet old people in other places, they all have smiles from the bottom of their hearts.

On the square, the students have spontaneously lined up.

The teachers who came saw this scene.

Principal Fan Senluo said with a smile: "It seems that you don't need class teachers to stand up as a team this year."

"We all have to thank Director Qian for snatching back a good baby for us."

"Baby is a good baby, but don't carve a rough jade."

"Not only can't it be broken, but we have to show it to the other three colleges. We have never been weaker than them in the past five years without the number one scholar in the North."

"Now that they have the No. [-] pick, they will know the real gap."

All the teachers talked and laughed.

Seeing this, the freshmen in the square immediately shut their mouths and straightened their backs.

"Hello principal! Hello teacher!"

Headed by Su Yu, all the freshmen shouted in unison.

On the side, all the senior brothers and sisters watching widened their eyes.

"Damn it, the champion is the champion. If we had done something like this last year, we wouldn't have been tortured by the head teacher in the square all day."

"Indeed, an excellent person definitely has more than one aspect."

"Isn't it just to say hello to the principal and teacher? I have just entered school, and there are still tests to come."

There will never be a shortage of envious and jealous people in this world.

However, where such a person is, he is often the only one.

......

On the square, Principal Fan Senluo stepped onto the podium.

The head teachers of each class also went to the class they led to look at the future students.

The head teacher of the 228th Tianzi Class of Jubei University is Yang Xiu, a gun master.

He looked at all 30 people with his eyes.

"Everyone, my name is Yang Xiu, and I will be your head teacher for the next four years."

"Hello teacher!"

Everyone greeted each other neatly again.

Yang Xiu nodded and turned to look at the podium.

All homeroom teachers meet and get acquainted with the students in their own class.

On the podium, the principal Fan Senluo officially started his speech: "Hi students, I am your principal Fan Senluo."

"Here, allow me to extend a warm welcome to you on behalf of Beibei University."

"Hello principal!" There was applause!

"Hello students!."

"Today is the opening ceremony of our Jubei University. I have never been a person who likes to waste time."

"I'm here today to talk about two things."

"The first one is, as a student of our rejection of Peking University, what is your ambition?"

He paused, as if giving everyone time to think.

After tens of seconds passed, he said loudly: "In ancient China, there was a sage who established his heart for heaven and earth, his life for the people, his legacy for the past saints, and his ambition for peace for all generations."

"In my opinion, this aspiration should also be the aspiration of our Chinese sons and daughters."

"As a student of Jubei University, you should all have this ambition and forge ahead!"

Establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the living and the people, inherit the unique knowledge for the past saints, and open up the ambition of peace for all generations.

The students pondered this sentence in their hearts.

Su Yu was also thinking about it.

With another parallel space-time memory, he knew very well which saint said this sentence.

Now that I hear it again, I feel that this ambition is exactly the ambition of warriors in the world.

"That's the first thing."

"The second thing is that, as the president of Beibei University, I sincerely hope that each of you can graduate healthily."

"The opening ceremony of the 228th class is over here, and the head teachers of each class are requested to arrange the next matters by themselves."

Fan Senluo said that if you don't waste time, you don't waste time.

He left first.

On the square, the head teachers of all classes began to give orders.

Some class teachers criticized the students in the class for not having the posture of a warrior, and asked them to continue to stand.

There are also class teachers who let the students introduce themselves to each other on the spot.

How many other classes sat on the ground and played handkerchief throwing? !

Well, get caught and run a hundred laps around the square.

Games for little children.

A group of people broke out in blood and chased like crazy.

The square was dusty.

Many students looked knowledgeable when they saw this.

Day class, Yang Xiu smiled: "Let's go, I will take you to the place where you will have classes every day."

He walked ahead, and a group of people followed behind him in unison.

Su Yu suddenly thought that in another time and space, he had to do military training in the first month of college.

If they are a group of warriors training in the military, they don't know what it will be like.

......

The Tianzi class has a separate teaching building in Jubei University.

The [-]-square-meter classrooms upstairs and downstairs opened the eyes of all the students.

Yang Xiu randomly found a class to enter.

"Tianzi teaching building, there are [-] schools in total, this building belongs to our class from now on."

"Of course, if some of you are eliminated, you will have to go to the Martial Arts Teaching Building."

Yang Xiu said while turning on the big screen in the classroom.

There is a [-]-square-meter arena in the center of the classroom.

All thirty students sat in the first row.

Su Yu's team undoubtedly sat in the middle.

The [-] Tianjiao are honest and honest like kindergarten children at the moment.

Standing tall, with his hands folded on the table, he looked at Yang Xiu without squinting.

Yang Xiu glanced at everyone: "You don't have to be so cautious, my teaching style has always been casual."

"You guys relax a little bit."

Everyone dared not move at all.

"In the first class, there should be a self-introduction, but you probably know each other, so I won't waste time asking you to introduce yourself."

"Let's talk about the first thing today."

"Choose the squad leader."

Swish swish!

29 eyes looked at Su Yu at the same time.

Su Yu turned his head around, wanting to tell everyone that he always sat at the back to sleep in high school.

Yang Xiu was not surprised either: "In addition, the class leader's weekly credit reward will be [-]% more."

"If the class is used as a collective task, in the absence of the teacher."

"The squad leader is the commander of all of you."

After speaking, he looked at everyone with great interest.

Those 29 gazes were still focused on Su Yu.

As for Su Yu himself, after hearing that there was a credit bonus, he immediately puffed up his chest.

"Teacher, I am willing to be the monitor!"

"Do you have any opinions?" Yang Xiu asked.

"No opinion!" Everyone replied in unison.

"Okay, the squad leader for the first month is Su Yu, and you can challenge the squad leader every month in the future." Yang Xiu laughed.

In the class, there was a glimmer of expectation in the eyes of many people.

A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier!

"After the squad leader is selected, I will give you a formal class."

"The first lesson is to know the alien race."

With a wave of Yang Xiu's hand, a projection appeared on the ring in the middle.

There were 30 students in the class, and it was the first time in their lives that they saw the appearance of a deserted battlefield.