The Evil Generation of Pirates

After Kuzan listened to Yamos's words, he stood there for a long time. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and snorted softly, as if he understood why Augus White said that the two of them were very similar.please()

"Train well and try to get into the monster class first." Kuzan continued to walk away. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and raised the other hand and waved it.

Yamos watched Kuzan leave, taking a long breath and wiping away some tears.

He rarely cries.

"I think these tears are for you, drunkard." Yamos walked in the opposite direction and spent half an hour returning to the Naval Academy.

There is no one in the classroom, everyone is training intensively because they have to take the qualification test tomorrow, and he needs this quiet private space.

He walked to the sand table and stroked the surroundings of the sand table with his hands.

My heart felt extremely peaceful, all the unique human emotions disappeared, there was only peace, as if I couldn't feel anything.He looked at the sand table in trance. It was a miniature of the entire world, but he could imagine how vast it was.

"Everyone else is training intensively, for fear that there will be any omissions in tomorrow's test, but you seem to be very relaxed." There were footsteps and a leisurely voice behind Yamos.

He recognized that it belonged to the class teacher, Portes. Out of courtesy and respect, he turned around and said, "It's just temporary practice. There's no point in it. Winning lies in perseverance day in and day out, not in the occasional day's enthusiasm."

"It's really good chicken soup." Portus walked to him with his hands behind his back and looked at the sand table, "Are you confident about tomorrow?"

"I'm not sure." Yamos replied seriously, "No fool will know how terrifying the guys recruited in the monster class are. I don't think I'm that powerful, but I won't deny my hard work. "

"You are really troublesome. Just answer whether you are confident or not. The success of many things largely depends on your heart. So, don't be so indecisive and unconfident in doing things. You lack an ability. , this ability is called decision-making, also called courage." Portus put his hands on the sand table.

Listening to Portes' teachings, Yamos nodded and said: "I am confident, I must go in."

"That's right." Portus patted the edge of the sand table with his hand, "I hope you pass the test tomorrow."

"Thank you." Yamos responded. He always felt that the relationship between Portus and them was not that of teacher and student, but that of brother and brother.

Portus walked around the sand table to the lecture desk and picked up a pack of cigarettes. He probably returned to the classroom to get cigarettes.

"Then I'll go first. They're training, and I can relax for another day." Portes waved the cigarette in his hand to Amos and left the classroom.

After Portes left, Yamos was in a daze for a while, then left the classroom and headed to the dormitory.

When I returned to the dormitory, I found that Drake, Hughes, and Doe were all there, each lying on their own bed. Derek was reading a book, Doe was eating snacks, and Hughes was sipping juice through a straw.

"Huh? You're back. Why did Teacher Zefa keep you here? Turn on the stove?" Hughes sat up from the bed and asked Yamos.

Yamos climbed onto his bed: "Ah... no, I'm just asking about the summary of the actual experience of going to sea this time. Speaking of which, you guys didn't go to training. I saw that the playground was full of people sharpening their guns before the battle, and Smoker seemed to be there too. "

"I can't get through it anyway." Hughes fell down on the bed with the straw in his mouth. "It's better to take a rest now."

"What's wrong?" Yamos took off his clothes and lay on the bed, "Didn't you tell Doe before that you two would make it?"

Hearing Yamos teasing himself, Hughes didn't want to talk anymore. He drank the juice in one breath and threw the bottle into the trash can accurately: "You can believe it if I'm joking. Who doesn't know that it's the monster class? Do you want to enter?"

Yamos put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes: "Then I have to give it a try."

"By the way, Yamos, are you confident?" Hughes asked.

Doe, who was eating snacks, looked at Yamos. They could only see that Yamos had his eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping.Derek still held the book, but did not read any more. He did not turn his head to look at Yamos, but just waited for him to speak.

"Yes." Yamos said confidently.

"Okay!" Doe threw a bag of snacks at Yamos. The snacks hit Yamos' face. Yamos didn't frown and remained motionless. "You have confidence, and so does Derek." , there are going to be two people from the monster class coming out of our dormitory at once."

"Don't forget us when you get rich in the future, haha!" Hughes laughed.

Yamos laughed, but still refused to open his eyes and said nothing.

Hughes and Doe looked at Derek, who nodded, and they all lay on their respective beds and started doing their own things.

Everyone else took advantage of this day to intensify their training to make themselves stronger. There were only four people in their dormitory, one of whom was a piss-poor, who either had confidence or simply gave up on himself.

The day passed quickly. Yamos had a dream. He dreamed that he entered the monster class. Usoff rewarded him with barbecue, and Lazerin and Augus White drank with him to celebrate. However, the dream still failed. Before he was done, that annoying guy named Hughes woke him up.

After getting up early in the morning and washing up, the group went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and then returned to the classroom to wait for arrangements.

At seven o'clock sharp, Portus stepped into the classroom. He was wearing a crisp black suit today, and his hair seemed to have been carefully combed. Although he still looked quite lazy, at least he was much better before. .

"Are you all ready? I suggest some guys who are self-aware to give up this test, because it is useless even as a test. Why waste time? It would be better to continue training to make up for the shortcomings during this time." Portus walked to the podium. He said bluntly as he walked.

His temperament is like this, which makes all the excited students very frustrated. Some people really have no confidence. Yesterday, they followed the trend because everyone chose to take the test. Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he was the only one to refuse the test? Don't you want to show in disguise that you are the least confident and weakest person?

"Ah, it looks like everyone is very confident." Portus chewed bubble gum and waited for a few seconds to see if no one chose to give up the test. He blew a bubble himself, and the bubble popped with a "pop" After that, he smiled and looked very satisfied, then waved and walked out of the classroom: "Then follow me and take the test."

Everyone stood up and went out, with Smoker walking at the front. He had been silent these days and had been disdainful of talking to some classmates who wanted to have a good relationship with him. Now his actions seemed to show that he was absolutely sure.

"Yamos, don't be nervous later." When Yamos and Drake were following the team side by side, Hughes behind him told him to relax. He turned around and saw that Hughes and Doe were holding hands. They were all sweating and breathing rapidly, "It's obvious that you two are very nervous, okay? And don't you take it lightly? As for..."

"No... nothing." Doe pulled away Hughes' hand and pretended not to care, "Let's go."

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