Gao Han quickly left the villa, revealing an embarrassed expression. He lowered his head and looked down, spitting out a dirty word from his thin lips, "Fuck!"
Gao Han was actually provoked by a man in just a few moves. He couldn't help but wonder if he had been abstaining from sex for too long.
After the Gao family was gone in his previous life, he became an even more ascetic walking corpse, not even willing to masturbate, and that was even less likely to happen in this life.
In the end, Gao Han attributed this sensitive reaction to abstinence for too long, and after returning to the dormitory, he quickly let off steam in the toilet.
As soon as he came back, Yang Ding noticed him. Seeing his gloomy face and thinking about what happened in the afternoon, he finally didn't dare to go up and cause trouble.
The next day was class at the Magical Instruments Academy.
In order not to give the freshmen any chance to slack off, today we have a practical exercise, with two people working in groups to compete against each other.
Gao Han originally thought that the students from Class 9 were competing in the competition, but after looking around, he found that most of them were listless. Only a few were relatively active, but it was useless. The gap in strength was still too big. It didn't work for him, and he was a little disappointed.
"Today's practical training is for Class 7." Their counselor, whose surname is Wang, said this immediately.
"No way, why are we fighting with Class 7 again?"
Some people immediately wailed and frowned.
Gao Han caught a glimpse of the disgusted expressions of some people, who seemed to have a grudge against Class 7, "What happened to Class 7?"
"It's not the first time that our class has fought with Class 7. We got beaten badly every time. The people in Class 7 are very annoying. They specifically pick visible places to beat us and deliberately make us go out with pig-headed faces." The student who was questioned thought he was a newcomer and hasn't discovered it until now.
"How strong are the people in Class 7?" Gao Han asked again.
"They are all very powerful. I just hope I don't meet the strong ones who hit me in the face." The student looked painful, as if recalling bad memories.
"Which ones are the strongest?"
The student thought he wanted to avoid them, so he mentioned a few names, "These are the ones with the best performance and are the ones who will show the least mercy. In the competition later, avoid them if you can."
Everyone followed counselor Wang to the huge confrontation hall. The people from Class 7 had already arrived, and when they saw them, they immediately laughed at them with malicious intent.
"This bunch of weaklings are here again. Our counselor is such a fool. Class 9 is so weak. It's no good for us at all."
"That's right. I'd rather fight against Class 6 and Class 5 to gain some practical experience."
"After a month of training, I wanted to know how much my strength had improved. I didn't expect that the first competition after school would be against the scum of Class 9. The result is obvious. What's the point!"
"Don't say that. Scum actually has its advantages. It relieves our stress, haha."
"I want that man."
Amidst a burst of ridicule, a serious voice suddenly appeared. Everyone looked and saw that it was Liang Wangpeng, the strongest student in their class. Following his gaze, they saw a very handsome man who they seemed to have never seen before.
"This guy looks like a transfer student. Did he offend you?" Liang Wang Peng's best friend asked curiously.
Liang Wang Peng crossed his arms across his chest, "You didn't offend me, you offended someone you shouldn't have offended."
"Who did he offend?" asked the friend.
"Chen Siqin."
The friend understood instantly. Chen Siqin was not only the most beautiful girl in the class, but also the most beautiful girl in the grade. Many boys liked her, and Liang Wangpeng was one of them. The story of the goddess and Luo Xinxin that day had already spread. The goddess in their hearts was humiliated, and they, the flower protectors, could not bear to see it.
Today, Liang Wangpeng has such a good opportunity. He will be the first one to teach Gao Han a lesson and vent the goddess' anger. This time he must leave some impression in the goddess' heart, so he can't wait to start beating Gao Han.
Gao Han felt a burning and malicious gaze and turned his head to meet the eyes of Liang Wang Peng. When the latter saw him looking at him, he was stunned for a moment and made a gesture of cutting the throat, meaning that he should wipe his neck clean and wait.
The competition was conducted by drawing lots, but it did not prevent everyone from exchanging lots privately. Liang Wang Peng did not draw Gao Han, so he exchanged lots with the person who drew him.
Liang Wang Peng stepped forward immediately, eagerly spreading out his lot, and said arrogantly: "Gao Han, stand up for me!"
"Gao Han? He is so unlucky that he was picked by Liang Wang Peng. Looking at his attitude, he will definitely give Class Nine a fierce warning first." The classmate who had talked to Gao Han before was glad that the person picked was not him, but also felt unhappy.
Just then, Gao Han, who was standing next to him, walked out.
"Hey, why are you going out..." Before he could even finish the word "what", the classmate's eyes widened in astonishment, "No way, he is Gao Han? When did Gao Han... become so handsome?"
There are many people in Class 9 who have the same idea as him. Handsome people will leave a deep impression at first sight. Everyone recognizes this handsome guy, but they didn't expect that he is the weak Gao Han.
"Are you Gao Han?" Liang Wang Peng looked at him with disdain. This pretty boy actually dared to bully Chen Siqin.
Gao Han said nothing, just looked at him.
Liang Wang Peng sneered, "Today I will smash your face to pieces. First, I will give you a mental preparation, and secondly, I will let you die with a clear mind. Stay away from Siqin from now on, otherwise this will be your fate in the future."
"Take it easy, this is not a life-or-death match." The counselor of Class 7 reminded calmly.
"Don't worry, counselor. I know what I'm doing and I won't let him die." Liang Wang Peng laughed.
The people in Class 7 also burst into laughter.
"It's Liang Wang Peng, don't beat him to death."
"Just play around, don't take it too seriously, just beat him half to death." This is also Chen Siqin's flower-guarding messenger. He is not as strong as Liang Wang Peng, so he has to give the opportunity to him, and he is feeling unhappy.
Teacher Wang from Class 9 sighed and pulled Gao Han aside. “It seems that Liang Wang Peng will not hold back. You must remember to protect your vital parts. If you see him next time, take a detour and don't get too close to him so that he can find an excuse.”
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Gao Han saw that he really cared about her, so he did not remain silent.
"Go ahead." Counselor Wang thought he was just comforting himself and patted him on the shoulder.
Gao Han walked to the center of the venue.
Liang Wangpeng had been impatient for a long time and launched an attack as soon as he came over. Although they were students of the Magical Weapon Academy, they did not use magical weapons in every competition. Moreover, the people in Class 7 were very arrogant when facing Class 9, and they thought they could defeat them without trying their best, and many of them defeated them with bare hands.
Liang Wang Peng was one of them. He had no intention of using any magic weapon and attacked directly with his fists and feet. Only in this way could he beat people into a pig's head.
In Gao Han's eyes, his movements were not fast, and even full of flaws, probably because he was used to using magic weapons. His lower body was slightly more stable.
Gao Han quickly analyzed the opponent's weaknesses and moved.
Liang Wang Peng punched Gao Han in the face, as if he wanted to beat his handsome face into a pig's head. It was really cruel. Some girls didn't dare to watch and cover their faces.
The next second, the fist unexpectedly missed.
I saw Gao Han moving to the left faster than him. If you don't experience it yourself, you won't be able to understand the feeling of knowing that the opponent's fist is coming towards you, but being unable to dodge because your body's reaction is not as fast as your brain.
Liang Wang Peng was furious.
There was a dull thud, but the matter was not over yet. Dozens of punches were thrown in succession, and the sound of punches hitting flesh gradually quieted down the entire confrontation hall.
Everyone stared in amazement at the incredible scene before them.
The scene was not what they imagined. King Peng of Liang unilaterally beat Gao Han into a pig's head. It was completely the opposite.
Under Gao Han's high-speed fist, Liang Wang Peng had no strength to fight back, and his rough face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The face and strength of Class 7 was beaten helplessly by an unknown person from Class 9. If this were to be told to others, who would believe it?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that King Peng of Liang actually lost to the people from Class Nine.
The entire one-sided beating lasted only ten seconds.
Ten seconds later, Gao Han stopped.
King Peng of Liang fell to the ground. No one could recognize his face. Only the rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.
"In the first competition, Class 9 vs. Class 7, Class 9 wins!" The voice of Class 9's counselor rang out excitedly.
“Ohhhhh!!!”
"Ahh, Liang Wang Peng lost!"
"Gao Han won!"
"Gao Han is so awesome! Encore, encore, one more!"
The excited voices of the students in Class Nine instantly blew away the roof of the confrontation hall like a gust of air.
Everyone in Class 7 had a green face.
King Peng of Liang was then helped away and probably did not dare to appear in public for a short time.
Perhaps stimulated by the high altitude, the other members of Class 9 were like people who had been given an injection of chicken blood. They were no longer resisting passively as before. They were like crazy. The people of Class 7 were frightened and several of them actually capsized in the ditch.
In fact, they are only one class apart, not three or four classes. Strictly speaking, the strength of Class Nine and Class Seven is not that far apart. If they get serious, the result is hard to predict. It's just that the people in Class Nine are used to being lazy, which makes other classes look down on them.
This was also the happiest time for Counselor Wang. He thought that this was how his class would be in the future, but he didn't expect that they would become so serious and full of blood. It seemed that he should not give up on them too early.
This time, all the credit goes to Gao Han.
Counselor Wang looked at Gao Han who was leaning against the wall. In fact, he recognized Gao Han yesterday, but was a little surprised by his change. However, he didn't think too much about it.
I didn't expect that today would give him such a big surprise. During the two months of vacation, he must have set high standards for himself.
Look, the students in their class, when they get serious, are no match for Liang Wangpeng, the strongest student in Class 7. Does that mean others can do it too?
Teacher Wang's green eyes were like those of a wolf, staring at his students with a fierce look.
Many of the students he had looked at suddenly felt a chill at their backs, and thought someone was plotting against them.
Although Class 9 lost more games in this competition, the match ended with a narrow victory by Class 7.
They walked out with pig-like faces and disappeared in an instant, for fear of being seen by other classes and asked them what happened. If other classes knew that they were beaten by Class Nine, this stain would be indelible for the rest of their lives.
Of course, few people know about it now, but sooner or later, those who should know will know it, and the stain cannot be washed away.
As the hero of Class 9, Gao Han has received unprecedented attention.
Zhao Bin, who was not good-looking, squeezed in front of Gao Han with a sly look, and asked expectantly but nervously: "Gao Han, will I become handsome if I become stronger?"
He thought he was speaking quietly, but in fact everyone pricked up their ears and were speechless. Someone even hit him on the back of the head. They were obviously very good friends.
"Are you stupid? Are you stupid? Is there any causal relationship between becoming stronger and being handsome?"
"But..." Zhao Bin looked unwillingly at Gao Han's handsome face that was so handsome that it made people envious and jealous.
The friend also looked at Gao Han with a complicated expression: "How can you be the same as him? Gao Han has definitely been handsome since he was a child, but he didn't know how to dress up before, but now he knows how to dress up, and his temperament is different, it must be different, and he is handsome again, but you can never be handsome no matter how you come back."
"Hahaha." Everyone burst into laughter.
Gao Han was in the middle of it, his ears were buzzing the whole time. He had never experienced this feeling of having dozens of people gathered around him in Qing City.
"Gao Han, can you tell us why you became stronger?" someone couldn't help but ask amid the laughter.
Although most people in Class Nine do not appear to be motivated, they are not really that unmotivated. They just don't have the opportunity, so they give up on themselves. If they had the chance to become stronger, who would not be willing to do so? Who would be willing to live a life of drunkenness and dreams every day?
"I heard that Penglai may change some of the teaching systems for freshmen this semester. There were three school ranking competitions last semester, but there may only be one this semester. I want to give it a try. I don't want to stay where I am." The man stared at Gao Han intently.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. No one bothered to ask where this classmate got the news. They all wanted to hear what Gao Han had to say.
"What's your name? Where did you get the news?" Gao Han looked at him and asked what everyone was thinking.
"My name is Ma Zechao, and I have an uncle who works in the Department of Special Education. It is said that this proposal has been around for several years but has never been confirmed. My uncle said that it was finally approved at the beginning of this year and should be implemented starting from this semester." Ma Zechao's uncle loved him very much and didn't want him to continue like this, so he told him about this.
"Damn, doesn't it mean that you can only enjoy the resources of the class you are in this semester?"
The reason why many students in the backward classes work so hard is to fight for those few resources, strive to enter the previous class and get more resource allocation.
Now that it has been cancelled, they will have to wait at least half a year, and relatively speaking, their motivation to practice will be greatly reduced.
Everyone was talking at once and forgot what they were discussing with Gao Han.
"Everyone, be quiet!" Counselor Wang clapped his hands immediately when he saw that the situation was not going well. However, he usually did not have enough authority, so no one paid attention to him, which made him very anxious.
Gao Han suddenly kicked the table, and the loud noise finally had an effect, and the classroom became quiet.
"Everyone, listen to me. Let's not talk about the fact that this matter has not been concluded yet. In fact, from another perspective, if the school really does this, it is not without benefits. At least it can unite everyone. The power of unity is the greatest. If you change deskmates every semester like before, how can you make friends? The cohesion between students will also be greatly weakened."
The previous system was actually the biggest drawback of their teaching. Students were not given enough time to develop bonds with each other, which easily led to a state of independence.
But we can't say it's bad. At least the system has always stimulated students' enterprising spirit to the greatest extent. We can only say that every teaching plan has its advantages and disadvantages.
"But we don't want to have only those resources forever." Someone objected.
"Actually..." Counselor Wang stammered, "Let me tell you something that hits your heart. Even if the system hasn't changed, some resources are indeed not suitable for you right now."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt like a deflated ball.
The only one who didn’t understand was Gao Han.
These people were just like fighting cocks.
"What's wrong?" Gao Han asked.
"In addition to the school's training resources, Penglai University allocates resources to different classes as well as resources from outside. These are the most valuable resources. However, these resources start to be distributed from Class One, and by the time it comes to our Class Nine, there are basically not many good ones left." Ma Zechao said dejectedly.
Others also showed moved expressions.
Gao Han looked around at everyone and said, "I just want to ask one question."
Everyone's eyes immediately shifted to him, and they had already regarded Gao Han as the backbone, even though it was just a competition between two classes.
"If the teaching system is not changed, can you rise to the top few classes in the school ranking competition this semester?"
The class fell silent for a moment, and some people began to feel awkward.
It seems not possible. In addition to the performance of physical ability, there is also the academic performance. Among these people, some are not held back by their physical ability, but more are held back by their academic performance.
"Since you can't, why don't you use this semester to improve your abilities in all aspects? You have been in school for eight years, and you have only been enrolled for half a year. You have a lot of time. Why should you stick to these six months? Isn't the most urgent task to improve your abilities and academic performance?" Gao Han's words were thought-provoking.
Counselor Wang was so excited by what they said that his blood instantly surged. He felt more and more confident that he could teach them well!
"Gao Han is right. If we want to advance in class nine, it's definitely not possible to do it overnight. If this news is true, the people in class three and four should be more anxious than us."
Yes, those people in Class 3 and 4 were just one step away from success, but suddenly they had to wait another half a year. Although it was not long, their expectations were dashed and they must be angrier than them.
Thinking of this, everyone in Class 9 suddenly felt less uncomfortable. After all, there must be a comparison.
Counselor Wang looked at Gao Han with gratitude. If it weren't for him, Class 9 would not have been able to recover so quickly, and it would have been difficult to do so even in a few years.
Gao Han didn't think he had done anything. It was obviously all made up in their imaginations.
"I said, I didn't want to discuss the revision of the teaching system with you. I just wanted to ask how Gao Han became so powerful!" Amidst the excited cheers, Ma Zechao had a depressed expression on his face.
"Yes, yes." The others finally realized that they had accidentally gone off topic, and their expectant faces looked at Gao Han.
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