They walked and joked, and the three of them soon arrived at Ye Xiaole and Fatty's dormitory.

The two people's dormitory is a small attic, which is entirely made of a kind of beautiful bamboo, which is really elegant.

According to Wu Tian's introduction, the student dormitories are basically of this style. They are built by the college itself. The raw materials are bamboo from the Baiyun Mountain behind. Generally, there are eight people in a bamboo building. Ye Xiaole is a special case. The arrangement is for a single person and a single building, but Fatty

The shameless ones also joined in.

Ye Xiaole only needs a place to sleep occasionally, while Fatty needs a larger bed when he occasionally sleeps...

As the chairman of the student union, Wu Tian naturally had a lot of things to be busy with. Seeing that Ye Xiaole was satisfied, he said goodbye and left.

The fat man restlessly went out to collect information. Ye Xiaole did not participate and stayed in the attic to practice with his eyes closed. Soon another day passed.

Early the next morning, Ye Xiaole pulled the fat man off the bed and went straight to the training ground.

Today is the first class. When Ye Xiaole and two others arrived at the training ground No. 5, there were already many people inside. It seemed that everyone was looking forward to the first class.

The curriculum of the Martial Arts Academy mainly revolves around the word "Martial", and most of the classes are conducted in the training ground to practice the truth.

After a brief observation, Ye Xiaole found that most of these students have a simple and rustic atmosphere. It seems that just as Wu Tian said, most of the students here are from poor family backgrounds, and the enthusiasm of the fat man cannot be overshadowed.

He quickly integrated into the group.

Ye Xiaole also found out that his class was Class 5, Grade 1, with more than 70 students, and this training ground was exclusively for Class 5.

In anticipation, a dark-faced man in his early thirties walked in from the door. From his imposing manner, it was easy to tell that this man was the teacher of Class 5.

Ye Xiaole spotted this coffin-faced man right away, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but secretly sigh, compared to the teachers at Lingyun Academy, Yu Ling was still a lot worse.

The lowest teachers in Lingyun College are at the prefectural level, and this teacher gave Ye Xiaole a slightly worse impression.

"This is our teacher, his name is Yi Wuming. I heard that he was an outstanding graduate of our college in the past. He gave up going to the military region to develop and stayed in the college to teach..." There was a burst of discussion next to him, and Ye Xiaole was shaken and his eyes were confused.

Changed, looking at this serious teacher with a hint of admiration.

It is easy to learn, but it is difficult to teach more people what you have learned.

Outstanding graduates from the Martial Arts Academy are generally recommended to major military regions or recruited by major aristocratic families. Regardless of the former or the latter, the salary will not be too low, at least... ten times better than being a teacher in Yuling.

More than twice as much.

"My name is Yi Wuming, and in the next year, I will be your martial arts teacher." The simple and straightforward introduction suited this black-faced god, and everyone was very sensible and stopped making excuses.

"In order to facilitate daily management, we are now selecting a squad leader. Who is willing to stand up?" Yi Wuming said with some satisfaction.

Because when he entered the door just now, he had already gone to the card counter to check, and everyone in the class was present. And everyone was ten minutes earlier than him.

As the saying goes, the first shot will kill the first bird. If you want to stand out, you have to be harmed. More than 70 people looked at each other, but no one answered.

"No?" Yi Wuming was a little embarrassed and his face darkened. Ma De, when he and Er Lengzi fought for the position of squad leader, they had a bloody fight. These bastards didn't cherish the opportunity.

"Ye Xiaole." Yi Wuming thought of the new students who the dean had specially asked to "take care of".

"Here." Ye Xiaole was stunned for a moment, then responded, and took a step forward to stand still.

"I heard that your talent is quite good. He is a rare cultivation genius in a hundred years. Since no one can recommend themselves, you will be the squad leader." Looking at Ye Xiaole, who was calm and relaxed, Yi Wuming was initially satisfied, at least like this.

Yes.

"Don't shirk it. This squad leader doesn't have to do anything. His only job is to protect the collective interests. If anyone bullies a child in our class, you'll beat him and apologize!"

Yi Wuming's slanderous words aborted Ye Xiaole's attempt to evade what he was about to say, but the last words he said when he opened his mouth changed.

"Teacher, is it possible that we still have to fight with others?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ye Xiaole secretly said, "Idiot." Sure enough, Yi Wuming over there was stunned and couldn't keep the image of the black-faced god and laughed.

"I'm sorry, is it possible that we practice to strengthen our bodies?"

"The ultimate goal of practicing martial arts is to have more weight when speaking with your fists. Another thing you have to remember is that we can not bully others, but we can't be bullied by others, you know?"

"I know!" Everyone responded loudly, and Ye Xiaole was one of them. It had to be said that this teacher's words were very to his liking.
Chapter completed!