"My name is Nara Shikamaru, I am six years old. I have no other hobbies and just want to live a peaceful life."

"Inuzukaya likes chewy things. At present, I hope there is a psychic beast. My dream is not clear yet."

"Nine-headed and eighty-one, I love chess, and I dream of having a sister one day."

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke, I like to practice, and my dream is to surpass my brother."

"My name is Shinichi Yamaaka. He likes to question the enemy. He learns the truth and hopes to one day he can beat the shadow of the enemy village with his long whip. His dream is to join the Konoha Torture Department."

“…”

Finally it was Naruto's turn.

He walked to the podium without any haste.

Everyone looked at him, including Iruka.

After all, he is particularly different.

Naruto thought for a while, Sarutobi Hinashen must be peeping at him at this time.

Do you understand what the protection law for minors is?

In your previous life, all the prison meals have been arranged for you.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki. I love to practice and dream of becoming a Naruto one day."

This wave is called political correctness.

Show that you have excellent will to fire.

Naruto smiled slightly, his dream was not too abrupt.

In Konoha, most of the little kids want to be a Naruto.

Obviously, he has not been brainwashed by society or has been brainwashed by the beautiful theories of Sarutobi Hito.

Sasuke looked up and looked at him curiously.

It's not because of dreams, but because they have the same hobbies.

Cultivation.

But that's all.

How can a civilian be compared with the Uchiha wealthy family?

It won't take too long to get rid of him.

After all, there is a sad thick barrier between them.

The morning mainly introduces itself.

Naruto took advantage of it and controlled the chakra to form a knife and carved his name on the desk.

The little loli Hinata next to him had a face buried under the table, just like an ostrich.

"It's going to fall."

Naruto turned his head and smiled, his sinful right hand stretched out, his open palm just around her chin.

"Yeah..."

Hinata's eyes widened, the warmth from her chin made her whole body warm, her blood rushing, and her cute little face seemed to be emitting gas.

Good, teasing successfully.

However, seeing Hinata seemingly fainting, I feel a little too much.

But he can explain it.

This is called cute aggressiveness in psychology.

It means something too cute or animal, and has a desire to destroy or destroy.

For example, when some people see a cute little white rabbit, they think of its deliciousness, which is the same.

It may be the protection mechanism of the human body to avoid being cute.

Thinking of this, Naruto felt no more guilty.

But I no longer tease Hinata.

He picked up a textbook.

"The Three Generations of Naruto and the Will of Fire".

If Shinju Hashirama proposed the so-called will of fire, then what Sarutobi Hinazawa did was to further promote it, making it deeply rooted in people's hearts and become the first illusion in the ninja world.

Don't be a younger brother in front of it.

Wherever leaves fly, fire will continue to grow. The fire will illuminate the village and make the new leaves sprout.

Does it sound good? It sounds nice indeed.

Naruto admired Sarutobi Hinasen a little.

Being a Naruto is really a talented person, so he should go to pyramid schemes.

But he scoffed at the will of fire.

Too false.

The flower planter may be the only country that teaches the art of dragon slaying.

Anyone who has been in compulsory education for nine years will not be able to recognize this so-called will of fire.

There is no starting point, focus point, end point, planning goals, program, etc.

Are you writing a short essay this way?

Naruto remembered that when he was in high school, the last topic and composition of Chinese were racking his brains to make up for it, making it look like that.

In addition to this textbook, there are also chakra refining and application, ninja throwing, teamwork, trap design, basic body techniques, flower arrangement techniques, etc.

Overall, quite rich.

As long as you finish learning all the content carefully, you can become a qualified... cannon fodder.

Take Haruno Sakura as an example. Although she performed very weakly in the early stage, she is already a top student who is proficient in various theories and is definitely a genius among the common people.

Some people have become heroes who save the world, while others have become heroes' background boards. What is the reason?

Not working hard enough? Not working hard enough? No, it is your bloodline, your background is not good.

All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome.

This is especially true for Naruto.

The closer you get to the bloodline of the Otsutsuki clan, the more powerful you have.

Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke can become sons of destiny because of the chakra of Asura and Indra, as well as the plug-in given by the Six Paths of Immortals.

As for the forced cheating of Metkai and Xiao Li, they were directly banned.

Fortunately, I am cheating and have blood.

Naruto closed the book, ended his introduction, and the morning had passed.

He planned to think about skipping class in the afternoon.

"Naruto! Let's go for lunch together!"

The teeth sitting with the oil girl Shino waved at him.

Very enthusiastic.

The reason is that the puppy flying saucer he got.

Because Matsumaru was not in good spirits because of the absorption of yang power, he actually jumped up and started playing with a flying saucer.

It's a medical miracle.

According to his sister, excessive yang power made Matsumaru's body unable to bear it, so he could only use time to survive.

"I'll treat you."

Ya added appropriately, "Thank you for the flying saucer you gave me."

Naruto naturally would not refuse if someone invited him to dinner.

His favorite thing is to eat free meals.

Beer fragrant.

"Hita, you go too."

Naruto smiled and said, "Tait, don't you mind?"

Anyway, teeth are a big dog.

And Hinata is his future teammate.

In this way, Naruto and the future eighth class had a barbecue for lunch.
To be continued...