I’m From Miao Star

Yu Man’s troubles are not too big. It’s nothing more than sister Qi’s younger brother who is also studying at the Academy. Somehow he showed Yu Man and started pursuing it.

“Then did you promise?” Ding Meng asked.

Yu Man said with a bitter smile: “How could I agree?”

Ding Meng nodded, these guys don’t look like good birds, Yu Man doesn’t agree to nature It is also reasonable.

“But Lei Bao, they all charge a fee.” Yu Man suddenly bluffed.

“Charge?” Ding Meng was curious again, “What fee?”

Yu Man helplessly said: “After many students in the school were promoted to source energizer, they all looked for This student charges privately. It is known that it is better to teach cultivation experience, and they charge for students with poor family conditions…”

Ding Meng still cannot understand: “The school does not care about them Is it?”

Yu Man frowned: “The school can’t manage it. This is a voluntary principle. Besides, paid services are also acquiesced by the school, but if anyone refuses, they will clean up the person… “

“This is all protection fees.” Ding Meng understood a little bit. To put it bluntly, sister Qi used this to blackmail Yu Man. No wonder she just said to herself that she “has been taken care of”, look. Sister Laiqi regards herself as a new student at the Academy.

Yu Man sighed: “It’s almost the protection fee.”

Ding Meng couldn’t help but sigh. He always thought that there were only refugee camps, asylums, colonies, and black gold bases. This is the case where it is reasonable. Unexpectedly, in a society of normal people, unfairness also exists: “It seems that Lei Bao is also a labor leader!”

Yu Man said: “What The boss?”

“Nothing.” Ding Meng hurriedly waved his hand, “Sister Man, let’s go, the lesson is important.”

Unfair things not only exist in the students, but also in the Teacher. The same is true for the class. In a dilapidated building on the westernmost side of the teaching area, Ding Meng finally saw the so-called “classical Sword Art” classroom. He couldn’t believe his eyes. This two-story bungalow was actually “classroom”? Yu Man’s home is much better than this classroom.

“Did we go to the wrong place?” Ding Meng doubted.

Yu Man helplessly said: “Classical Sword Art is a very unpopular major. Not many people like it. Because there are no students to study, the resources provided by the school are very limited. This has been considered good this year.”

“Okay.” Ding Meng was helpless, and since it’s all here, let’s go in.

The classroom looks less than 500 square meters, just like the vast dojo training room, but the facilities are far inferior to dojo. Look at the broken windows that use primordial glass, and several pieces are broken. , The least sound insulation effect is not.

A large area in the center does not even have a table and chairs. It is a row of cotton cushions that can be used as seats. As for the podium…up ahead, a rotten wooden table is the podium, which is almost the same as the one in the small wood house. The small table is very good, and the most terrible thing is that it doesn’t even have a light brain. Ding Meng is really curious. How should the teacher of this classic Sword Art teach?

In fact, these are not the most important ones. The most stunned thing is Ding Meng. There are only six students sitting on the cotton mat in front. No matter how unpopular subjects are, they won’t be unpopular. Well, even the students who came to attend the class did not exceed double digits.

In fact, this is not to blame the school for being stingy. After all, this is an era where source energy and technology coexist. Even the cold weapons on the battlefield, such as alloy blades, shock knives, and serrated swords, are the same. With good battle strength, who eats too much to study what classical Sword Art? That can’t be called a practical subject, it should be called a cultural curriculum. So, this class is called “Classical Sword Art Theory Class”. The word theory is the key point. As for the word Sword Art, please ignore it.

Teacher quickly walked in. This is an old man with white hair. His eyes are gray and weak, his stature is short and rickety, he walks limping, looking like He looks seriously ill.

Yu Man has already told Ding Meng before that Teacher’s real name is Zhao Yue, a descendant of Chinese ethnicity. He was originally a soldier. He was seriously injured and contaminated in the battle with Predator World many years ago. Poison, due to the lack of timely rescue, most of the body source energy collapsed within the body source energy. Only one of the amputated legs was repaired, and the other had to be replaced with an alloy prosthesis.

The military may also consider his outstanding military exploits. After he retired, he was arranged to return to his hometown of TT12 star. As a Teacher in Listine Academy, he was enjoying his old age. The school also admired his contribution to the empire. Dedication, even Principal called him “Old Zhao” respectfully.

In fact, Old Zhao has no interest in teaching for a long time. In recent years, the number of students willing to come to learn classical Sword Art has been decreasing year by year, which made him feel disheartened. The teaching has long been practiced. It gradually reduced to a theoretical presentation. Last week, even only three students came to attend the lecture, and he only took 10 minutes to talk about it and three students slipped away.

Today is not bad, there are eight students waiting for him in the classroom, which makes him feel a lot better, so he seems a little energetic when he comes to the podium:

“Since ancient times, the sword is the gentleman of the soldiers. Since the beginning of human beings, the weapon we have used is the sword. It can be said that the sword has a history of tens of thousands of years and has not been eliminated so far, indicating its value. For practical purposes, it washes out the blood-reeking qi, leaving no more elegant appearance, putting agility and elegance as the first…”

The five minutes he spoke at the opening really worked. Three students Turn off the wrist instrument directly, just got up and left.

But Old Zhao didn’t care about it. He didn’t know how many times he had seen this situation, so he continued his lecture:

“Why does the sword work on the battlefield?” That is, your armor may be broken by the enemy, your firearms may not have enough ammunition, your aircraft may not have enough power, and your source energy may not run smoothly, but the sword will not. It is the most loyal and always accompanied. By your side, as long as you need it, you can always listen to your dispatch…”

Two other classmates stood up and walked outside the classroom.

“The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. The most critical thing is to get in touch with the enemy. You don’t have time to think about it. You can only pick up the weapon to fight quickly. At this time, the most convenient and fastest thing is your cold weapon. Now…”

Why don’t the Academy mainly focus on training the source energizer as the ultimate goal? The students are also realistic and can’t learn any practical skills, so the last student also turned off the wrist instrument , Sighed helplessly and got up. At least this male student is very self-cultivating. He got up and bent down and bowed: “Master Old Zhao, the time for my next class is almost here, thank you very much for your teaching, I will leave first.”

In this empty classroom, only Ding Meng and Yu Man are left. In fact, Yu Man is also drowsy, but seeing Ding Meng is full of interest, she doesn’t Get up to be a “deserter” and keep listening patiently.

Of course, at this time, Old Zhao didn’t have much interest in giving a speech, but seeing Ding Meng’s focused expression, he couldn’t help asking, “This classmate is very face-to-face, I’ve never Haven’t seen you, are you a new classmate?”

Yu Man hurriedly got up and explained: “Hello Old Zhao, his name is Ding Meng. He is not a student of our Academy. He is my cousin. I came to listen to the lecture.”

It was not the students from this school who actually came to the lecture. Old Zhao became interested for a while: “Student Ding, are you usually practicing cold weapons?”

Ding Meng sorry’s head scratching: “Hello Old Zhao, I usually practice knives.”

Old Zhao is even more curious: “You who like to use knives, how come you come Here to listen to Sword Art’s theory class?”