"Stop arguing, I want to sleep." Faced with Wang Dong's outstretched paw, Qianjie didn't react. He didn't act like a hot-blooded comic, he acted like an adult comic.

"Hey, don't worry. When is it time to sleep? First tell me what happened on the playground just now?" Wang Dong was not embarrassed by being rejected and retracted his hand as if nothing had happened.

"It seems that you don't understand Shrek at all." Qianjie finally sat up and hid his eyes under his glasses, "Go and find someone who knows more about it, and you will probably be able to understand what just happened.

."

"Who are you looking for?" Wang Dong looked confused.

"Here, next to me." Next to Qianjie's table was a young man who looked extremely gentle.

He was the one who seemed to have a clear understanding of Qianjie just now.

"Brother, I really don't know." After hearing Qianjie's words, the gentle young man immediately stood up and clarified the relationship, saying that he didn't know.

"There's nothing bad to say. To be honest, isn't that statue still standing at Shrek's gate?" Qianjie continued to lie down and sleep.

Wang Dong became more and more confused. He looked left and right, but he couldn't understand why he couldn't understand it again.

"Ning Chi, tell me quickly." But the gentle young man understood what he meant but didn't want to say it.

The chatter in the entire classroom was still there, but all the attention was focused on Ning Chi.

"Okay, I'll say it." Obviously he didn't have the mental quality of Qianjie to treat his surroundings as if they were nothing, so he finally gave in.

"Because our teacher Zhou Yi is quite famous in Shrek..."

In summary, he is a guy who has a great reputation and looks like that, but his actual ability is questionable and very controversial.

"And she has a 100% admission rate, combined with the students she has expelled since the beginning of the school year, I think everyone understands what is going on."

At this point, the students who didn’t understand also understood that all the students who couldn’t enter a higher school were expelled, but didn’t they have a 100% enrollment rate?

After all, although people who can be soul masters may not necessarily have good brains, they will definitely not have Down syndrome.

Everyone cast complicated eyes on Qianjie, who was sleeping on the table, and they also understood why the dean and the teachers ignored the students' provoking teachers, but instead stood by and even helped.

And why Zhou Yi, who used to be domineering and seemed to be the best in the world, bowed his head.

——Zhou Yi himself has very poor popularity and moral character, so don’t blame others for not helping him at critical moments. Zhou Yi knows it too.

Of course, the inexplicable background is the most important. If the person provoking Zhou Yi today was a student with a less strong background, it might be a different story.

only……

"Then why can she still be a teacher?" Huo Yulin, who had been obedient and kept his head down, suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Yeah, why can such a waste still be a teacher?!" Wang Dong also realized, why can such a morally corrupt person still be a teacher? And even become the head teacher of the first class?

"I don't know about this." Ning Chi gritted his teeth, but chose to shut up after taking a look at Qianjie.

"Hey, tell me, what's going on?" Wang Dong approached Qianjie again. He could also see that it was not that Ning Chi didn't know, but that he didn't want to talk about it even under the pressure of the whole class.

"Are you bothered?" Qianjie raised his head, speechless. He hated people like this who had no sense of boundaries.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I'll treat you to dinner later as an apology. Why don't you explain to me first?"

"Yes, brother, I want to know too." Huo Yulin also raised his head, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Now that his sister had spoken, Qianjie did not continue to pretend to be confused and looked at Wang Dong with a half-smile.

"Tell me, what can't you say?" Wang Dong scratched his head in confusion.

Hey, you, from the Haotian Sect, don't care about Tang San's own daughter, so what do I care about?

Qianjie stood up and walked towards the podium under the confused eyes of the whole class.

"My little brother just entered school today, but judging from the looks of your classmates, I'm afraid they have been running since they entered school, right?"

The group of boys and girls below nodded. Indeed, apart from running, there are no other changes in the day except for the increase in weight and the increase in laps.

"So, I would like to ask you classmates, have you experienced any results? Has your cultivation speed increased, or your physique increased?"

"Brother Huo, does it count for your improved endurance?" A small girl suddenly raised her hand. Everyone on the playground just now knew Qianjie's pseudonym.

"Forget it, it doesn't count." Qianjie nodded, then shook his head, "Let me ask you, classmates, we are all soul masters, is there anyone who has poor endurance? Or is it because the elders in the family don't train endurance?"

There was a burst of laughter, and the little girl who spoke sat back with her face flushed.

Yes, everyone who can sit in this classroom is a soul master, and the elders are also soul masters. Who doesn't know the importance of endurance.

"You haven't answered my question yet?" Qianjie was also smiling, or he was always laughing. Even when he forced Zhou Yi to lower his head in the playground, the corners of his mouth were always raised.

"No, it's just a waste of time!"

"Not only has the cultivation speed not increased, it has also declined. I am covered in sweat from running all day long. I just want to sleep in the dormitory. Who has time to meditate and practice?"

"Now there is nothing more than running faster."

…

Various answers rang in Qianjie's ears. It was obvious that without Huo Gua, a bully who was willing to suffer, to guide their emotions, these students had been dissatisfied with Zhou Yi, the class teacher, for a long time.

Then he pressed his hands slightly to signal everyone to be quiet.

"If I were a teacher, you would all be fired." Qianjie said calmly.

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned.

"Don't believe it?" Qianjie looked at the confused students and repeated, "I said, you can all be expelled."

"Why?" "Why?"...

The classroom became noisy again like a vegetable market.

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Qianjie's voice was still very soft, but it suppressed all the noise. He seemed to be mocking and questioning.

"Let me ask, who of you really came to school?!" Qianjie raised his head, as if he was really a teacher. Wherever he looked, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

"You? Or you? Or is it you?!" He stood on the podium, raised his hand and pointed one by one, and the people he pointed at subconsciously stood up and almost buried their heads in their chests.

"Do you need to go to school?" There was a look of confusion on his face, "Did your elders in your family not teach you about soul masters? Didn't they teach you meditation practice? Didn't they teach you how to identify soul beasts?

"Or is it that these teachers from Shrek know your martial arts better than the elders in your family?!

"Or, coming to Shrek to study can improve your innate soul power?

"Is it possible that the training resources provided by Shrek are better than those provided by your family?"

No one answered, there was silence.

"Look, don't you understand? No one really comes to Shrek to go to school, or they want to get a place in the inner academy, or they just want to get the name of a Shrek student, or they just think of it as a way to expand their interpersonal relationships.

Chance……

"There are many reasons, but we in the outer courtyard have nothing to do with going to school."

Qianjie suddenly turned around and wrote the three characters Shrek on the blackboard, then picked up the pointer on the desk and pointed at the big characters on the blackboard.

"So, can someone tell me what it means?"

No one dares to answer, no one can answer, and I don’t expect them to answer for a thousand eons.
Chapter completed!