Chapter 6 Impulsive Freshman and Teacher Xiao Ben

The predecessor of Shi Lin, the thinker of St. Dawn College, is the old arena of St. Dawn College. It is said to be a reconstruction. In fact, it is just to clean up some unnecessary rubble. The broken circular stands naturally form a wall, and the boulder inside is set up, and the interior is naturally divided into a space that can block the line of sight. Some traces of previous battles have been left behind and turned into training grounds with complex terrain.

In the field divided by white boulders, the naturally growing weeds and trees were not deliberately cleaned up, and the whole stone forest was full of green smell.

In this shift, among more than a hundred freshmen who have gathered in the open space of the thinker Shilin, the red-haired Moss is still very conspicuous.

"Can you eat so much? It's impossible. I can't eat that much."

He looked at three or four people around him and was extremely suspicious. Now people around him are spreading a thing. It is said that a freshman can eat more than a jungle beast. He even ate ten pieces of fried pork chops, one of which is almost half a big pig.

Hearing Moss's question, a tall and thin student beside him immediately said affirmatively, "Absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes, and finally even shocked Mr. Lister. It was Mr. Lister who took him away in person."

Moss still frowned in disbelief and said, "The freshmen in a class take basic classes together, and they are the most face-threate. No one dares not to come to the late Houston teacher's class. If what you said is true, shouldn't that guy be here too?"

At this time, Erin and Bello's figures flashed from a few giant-like white stones and came in.

"That's him!"

As soon as he saw Ai Lin's face, the thin and tall student beside Moss couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice. There was also an uproar in the whole venue. Obviously, many other people recognized Elin.

"Little dwarf, is that you?"

Moss suddenly cried out in disbelief.

Ai Lin, who followed Bello, was looking at the environment of the thinker Shi Lin and the people in the field. Suddenly, he heard such a shout. He also suddenly saw Moss and wondered, "What is me?"

"Little dwarf, are you the legendary big belly king?" Moss came out of the crowd and walked to Erlin, "Did you eat ten pieces of Big Mac fried pork chops?"

"Ah? You know it all." Ai Lin scratched his head and smiled shyly.

"How can it be!" Morston shouted, stretched out his finger and nodded to Erin: "I can't eat so much. How can you, a dwarf, eat it?"

All the freshmen in the field looked at Ai Lin's thin and small appearance, and they also had an incredible expression.

Ai Lin just felt a little embarrassed, but Bello next to him pushed his glasses and turned his head to ask him, "Is this red-haired boy your friend?"

"How can it be!" Before Erin answered, Moss shouted.

"It's easy if it's not your friend." Bello, who was very elegant and quiet, immediately laughed and jumped in front of Moss. He looked at Moss enthusiastically and with interest: "You guy, little dwarf, you are so rude, and you didn't even look at me when I stood here. I didn't exist. Get down and lick my feet! Otherwise, no one will know you!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Ai Lin thought of the eyes of those people on the way, and suddenly felt as if something terrible was going to happen.

Mos was also stunned.

"Gneel down and lick my feet..."

He is usually an arrogant person, but he has never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of him. He can even say such words so smoothly and naturally.

"It's Bello!"

"Is he the 'impulsive freshman' Bello?"

In an uproar, Moss also realized that the other party was the legendary "impulsive newborn" Bello, who was completely different from the appearance.

It is said that this Bello looks very elegant and polite, but in fact it is extremely impulsive and arrogant, and when he thinks of something interesting, he will become very excited. He not only does it with enthusiasm and recklessly, but also incites others to do it together. I heard that he was originally a student in two classes, but because he did something out of the way that hurt the teacher and himself, he was reduced to this class.

It is easy for freshmen to hurt themselves, but the teachers of St. Dawn College are all powerful magicians who can make teachers hurt. Such freshmen can only be described by the word "dangerous".

Moss finally realized why some freshmen looked strangely when they saw Bello.

"How dare you talk to me like this? Do you want to die!" Although he understood that the other party was a dangerous person in the legend, Moss couldn't help shouting after being stunned.

Bellouli shouted Moth angrily, but looked at Erin beside him and said excitedly, "How about we beat this guy together?"

"No." He was already very dumbfounded about Bello's change. Erin, who was a little sweaty, shook his head and said, "We are all classmates..."

Moss even had a crooked nose and shouted, "Okay, you can try it. You two can go together."

"If you don't go, I'll go first."

Bello said this to Erin and clenched his fist. His eyes were already shining. He was so excited that he couldn't wait.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "Don't fight. Teacher Houston is here."

As soon as Ai Lin turned around, he saw a young male teacher in a light cyan court uniform coming over. This young male teacher is medium-sized, with a round face and white skin. The most striking thing is that his short hair is smeared with too much oil, which makes a pinch of hair rigid and black and bright.

"Huh", seeing the teacher appear, Bello snorted, pushed his glasses, and became as elegant and quiet as usual.

Moss hated it, but when he saw the Houston teacher coming, he could only resist it.

"It's very energetic."

Houston wiped his hair, looked at Bello and Moss, shook his head and smiled: "I like energetic teenagers."

The vast majority of freshmen suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, because they had heard that the Houston teacher in charge of their basic subjects in this period was not particularly powerful in terms of strength, but he was very insidious and had a good face. If he accidentally provoked him, he would record it in a small notebook, and there would be no good results. The most important thing is that he is still extremely narrow-minded. Most people don't understand how they offended him at all, and they have been recorded by him in a small notebook.

Looking at everyone's well-behaved appearance, Houston shook his head and felt that this round of freshmen was quite cute, so he cleared his throat and asked everyone to find a place to sit in front of him and start class.

"There are countless dreams under the starry sky of Dorastor, and our Holy Dawn College is the place where you start to pursue your dreams."

After the opening with a signature sentence, which he thought was very classic and inflammatory, Houston's eyes first stopped on Bello, "This classmate, what is your dream?"

"Sure enough, it has been remembered."

Almost all the eyes of the freshmen suddenly focused on Bello.

"Everyone knows the famous magician under the starry sky." Bello's eyes flashed under the lens and said.

"That can only be done by defeating many powerful magicians. Have ambition." Houston smiled and turned his head to look at Moss: "This classmate, how about you?"

"I just need to be a more powerful sorcerer than him." Moss glanced at Bello and said hatefully.

"I appreciate your pursuit of me very much." Houston wiped a shiny vertical hair, smiled, and looked at Erin, "What's your dream?"

"What is a dream?"

In fact, from the beginning when he saw the gate of Holy Dawn College, Ai Lin has thought of this problem from time to time.

When he was in Colin Town, he thought about mining more ore every day to support himself and Old Kings. Now he suddenly can go to school without worrying about food and clothing, but he is confused. What is he going to do in the future?

The so-called dream should be something you really want to do, but it is difficult to do, right?

But Erin felt that such a thing had not appeared in his mind for the time being.

So facing this problem in Houston, he shook his head and said shyly, "I don't know."

"Don't know? Don't even know what your dream is?" There was a sinister curvature at the corners of Houston's mouth.

"Yes." Ai Lin scratched his head and said, "I didn't expect to have any dreams."

An uproar.

"Then tell me when you think about it." Houston took a look at Ailin and said this kindly, but he felt that Ailin deliberately embarrassed himself and had decided to write down Ailin in a small notebook.

"No matter what your dreams are, the main courses of all colleges, including our Holy Dawn College, are based on teaching students to become magicians. In the legendary era of dragon war, it is the powerful magicians of all ethnic groups who defeated the evil dragons to avoid the Dorast continent being ruled by the evil dragon. In today's peace, the number of powerful magicians is also the embodiment of the national strength of the kingdom. It is no exaggeration to say that the power of the magicians of various countries is maintaining the balance. The power of the magician comes from..."

Houston still likes the teacher's work very much. With the endless narration, he became more and more excited and began to dance and practice in person.

"This is the famous 'Fire Crack Fist' of our Holy Dawn College. Although it is only a warlock martial arts skill, it is much more powerful than ordinary warlock martial arts..."

With a "boom", with a low shout from Houston, his figure dragged out three steps, and a red fire ignited on his whole right arm. With a punch of lightning, the red fire overflowed and exploded, forming a blazing fire around his fist.

Houston settled down, closed his fists, looked at the vast majority of shocked and admired freshmen, and said unsatisfiedly, "Have you seen it..."

At this moment, a small snoring interrupted him.

Everyone looked at the sound in disbelief. Ai Lin lowered his head, and a saliva had flowed down the corners of his mouth. With the rhythmic snoring, his shoulders kept fluctuating.

Houston's face was suddenly covered with black lines!

"How dare you sleep in Mr. Ben's class in Houston?"

All the freshmen felt as if there was a sudden cold wind blowing around.