The Demon’s Menu

St. Mungo College, Racecourse.

Except for the members of the student union on duty, all the people stood upright here, waiting quietly for Jason, and were not absent because of previous accidents.

"Ok?"

Dehua, who was walking behind Jason, looked at these student union members and raised an eyebrow.

As a soldier out of the army, Dehua was too familiar with the barracks.

Therefore, he can clearly see that the members of the Saint Mungo Student Union have all received training similar to military camps.

Although they are not complete enough, the members of these student unions are immature because they do not have the experience of smoke, but some basics are there.

"Isn't St. Mungo College a church school before?"

Dehua could not help but whispered.

"Just because it is a church school, will some traditions be preserved?"

"I heard that at the beginning, the school before St. Mungo College was in a very chaotic era."

"Schools need human protection, and there should be some guards, shouldn't they?"

The female pastry chef answered.

However, the tone is not certain.

Obviously, she just heard, not really understood.

"is it?"

Dehua was a little skeptical.

However, he did not ask much.

Because, at this time, Jason has walked past.

"Mr. Jason, good morning."

"Mr. Jason, good morning."

The female academician stood at the forefront of the team and took the lead in greeting. The members of the student union immediately followed the greeting.

"good morning."

Jason responded.

Then, he looked at everyone quietly, waiting for someone to propose what he wanted to learn, he would teach.

Everyone, including the female student president, looked at Jason, waiting for Jason's active teaching.

Time passes by one minute and one second.

Jason stood still

The members of the student union dare not move.

Only look at each other.

Dehua looked at this scene thoughtfully, but there was a little puzzlement in his eyes.

"Is this necessary?"

"They are all children."

The leader of the special operations team murmured to himself.

The female pastry chef on the side spoke softly and replied:

"of course."

"Because this is the way Jason is used to."

"Although I have retired, some things have been imprinted in Jason's body!"

"So, in the face of these students who call themselves teachers, Jason subconsciously wants to determine the physical fitness and willpower of the members of the student union in front of him in this boring but effective way."

"Then, teach according to your aptitude."

Speaking of which, the female pastry chef looked at Jason with admiration.

If it were not for Jason to practice in front of her, she did not know that there was such a simple method.

"Teaching according to aptitude?"

Dehua froze for a while, and then reacted. After all, this is not a military camp, and it is impossible to do the training like the barracks.

Teaching according to aptitude is the best choice.

The captain of the special operations team nodded.

"So it is."

He sighed softly.

Although the voice of the conversation between the two was very light, the position of the two standing was not far from the members of the student union. In addition, everyone was standing with breathlessness, and there was no sound.

Therefore, in such a conversation, the members of the student union are clearly heard.

Suddenly, the members of the student union who were still a little puzzled immediately straightened their bodies, and each person's **** exuded and then "I understand".

There was firmness in their eyes.

Their faces became meticulous.

Especially the president of the female student, even with admiration.

She also wondered if Jason hadn't been a teacher and didn't know what to do.

Now it seems that she thinks more.

Jason may not have been a teacher, but definitely has a wealth of teaching experience, but the method has a hint of alternative.

Immediately, the female student president became more alert to Jason.

She has sent out a message, but she can't relax her vigilance until she has confirmed whether Jason is a member of the 'Ghost Squad.

In fact, whether or not Jason is a member of the 'Ghost Squad', she needs to pay attention to people like Jason who come into contact with secrets that ordinary people do not know about secrets.

In particular, Jason seemed to be aware of her secret.

Hope is not the worst result.

The female student president thought.

In the face of the gods of ‘I understand’ and ‘I work hard’, Jason was a calm look.

That's right.

It's just what you think.

I am testing the physical fitness and willpower of your group of "cat hole" expatriates.

Then he began to remember almost forgotten memories in his mind.

Jason has never been a teacher.

But he was a student.

What the teacher looks like in the class is too long, he is a little vague.

can!

He remembers a sentence.

At the next moment, Jason spoke

"You are the worst I ever brought."

The habitual indifferent tone became serious at this time.

In front of the student union members, a puzzling expression and a trace of anger appeared.

They have done well enough, why are they the worst?

The same is true for Dehua.

He just saw that the physical quality of these student union members is not bad, and the willpower is also commendable.

You know, this is more than most people who can stand for half an hour in the cold wind of winter and keep their body straight.

The female pastry chef nodded slightly.

She understood Jason again.

"trust!"

"They only dispelled their doubts under our reminder and chose to continue to stand. This is not to believe in Jason's performance."

"Imagine if we didn't remind?"

"What will they do?"

Hearing the female pastry chef's explanation, Dehua nodded immediately.

"Yes."

"trust."

"The army is obedience, unconditional obedience, and without trust ..."

Dehua, who came out of the army, knew this very well.

Suddenly, before feeling that these student union members were good, he shook his head immediately.

The members of the Student Union who heard the conversation between the two were suddenly in the heart again.

They didn't trust Teacher Jason enough!

That's right, that's it!

If we do n’t hear Giselle ’s words, I ’m afraid we ca n’t help but wonder at this time.

How could it still be standing here.

Teacher Jason said that we are the worst, it must be because the people he trained before, all believe him unconditionally.

It's not like us ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ not only has doubts, but also gets angry when faced with the outspokenness of teacher Jason.

Sure enough ... we are the worst.

The members of the student union bowed their heads in guilt.

Faced with the female pastry chef who ‘understood herself’ again, Jason had no fluctuations in her heart.

He is used to it.

He would n’t turn his head and watch the other person say something like ‘or you come’.

"Next, I teach you ..."

Jason spoke again, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sound.

"Standing here to blow in winter, is that what you want to learn?"

"It's stupid!"

"Students who learn these are stupid, and those who teach you are more stupid!"