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 to not 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 covered 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 a 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.
“第一场对抗赛，九班对七班，九班胜！”九班的辅导员的声音激动的响起。
“噢噢噢！！！”
“啊啊，梁王彭输了！”
“高寒打赢了！”
“高寒好厉害，安可安可，再来一个！”
九班的同学，兴奋激动的声音瞬间如气浪掀翻了对抗馆的屋顶。
七班那边的人，个个脸都绿了。
梁王彭随后被人扶了下去，短时间内大概不敢出现在大众眼前。
许是被高寒刺激到了，九班其他人都跟打了鸡血似的，不再似以前消极对抗，跟发了疯一样，七班的人被吓到，居然真的几个阴沟里翻了船。
其实他们只是相差一个班，不是三四个班，严格来说，九班跟七班的实力其实不会差太远，认真起来，结果都不好说，只是九班的人懒散惯了，才会让其他班轻视。
这也是王辅导员最高兴的一次，他以为自己带的班以后就这样了，没想到他们认真起来，一个个这么有血性，看来不应该太早放弃他们。
这一次，都要归功给高寒。
王辅导员看向靠在墙边的高寒，其实他昨天就认出高寒来，只是有点意外他的变化，但也没往心里多想。
没想到今天会给他这么大的意外，假期这两个月，他可能没少高标准的要求自己吧。
看看，他们班的学生，认真起来连七班最强的梁王彭都不是对手，是不是说其他人也可以做到？
王辅导双目如恶狼的绿眼，虎视眈眈的盯着自己的学生。
不少被他看过的学生骤觉背后一阵阴凉，还以为谁在算计自己。
这场对抗赛，九班虽然输的多，但是却以七班惨胜落下帷幕。
顶着一张张猪头脸走出去，瞬间就跑没影了，生怕被其他班看到，上来问他们怎么回事，要是其他班知道他们是被九班打的，这一辈子的污点就洗不掉了。
当然，现在知道的人少，可早晚，该知道的还是会知道，污点是肯定洗不掉的。
作为九班的英雄，高寒受到前所未有的关注。
长相不好看的赵斌贼兮兮的挤到高寒跟前，期待又忐忑地问道：“高寒，是不是变强就能长得帅？”
他以为自己很小声，其实大家都竖着耳朵，闻言都无语了，还有人直接打他的后脑勺，显然是关系很不错的朋友。
“你是不是傻啊，是不是傻啊，变强跟长得帅有什么因果关系吗？”
“可是……”赵斌不甘心的看向高寒那张帅得令人羡慕嫉妒恨的俊脸。
朋友也看向高寒，表情复杂：“你跟人家能一样吗，高寒肯定是从小帅到大，只是以前不会打扮，现在会打扮，气质也不一样了，肯定不同啊，而且他是帅回来了，你是不管怎么回来，都帅不起来。”
“哈哈哈。”众人捧腹大笑。
高寒置身其中，耳朵一直嗡嗡嗡地响，在青市也从未体会到，这种身边聚集了几十个人的感觉。
“高寒，可以跟我们说说你变强的原因吗？”笑声中有人忍不住问道。
九班大部分人虽然表现不上进，但并不是真的不上进，只是没有那个机会，才会自暴自弃，如果有机会变强，谁还不愿意，谁会愿意每天醉生梦死。
“我听说这一学期，蓬莱可能会改变新生的某些教学制度，上学期三次校内排名比赛，这学期可能只有一次，我想试着拼一次，不想一直留在原地了。”那人灼灼的盯着高寒。
气氛瞬间安静下来，众人都顾不得问这位同学哪来的消息，都想听听高寒怎么说。
“你叫什么名字，你从哪得来的消息？”高寒看向他，问出大家的心声。
“我叫马则超，我有个叔叔是特殊教育部的，据说这个提案从几年前就有了，只是一直没有确定，我叔叔说今年年初终于下来了，应该会从这一学期开始实施。”马则超的叔叔很疼他，不想让他一直这样下去，就把这件事告诉他。
“靠，岂不是说你在哪个班，这一学期只能享受哪个班的资源？”
很多后进班的学生为什么那么努力，就是为了争那点资源，争取进入前一个班，得到更多的资源分配。
现在取消了，那么至少要等半年后，相对而言，他们修炼的动力会锐减。
众人七嘴八舌，纷纷忘了向高寒探讨的事情。
“大家安静！”王辅导员见情况发展不太妙，立刻拍手，可他平时威严就不够，大家都没理他，把他急得团团转。
高寒突然踹了一下桌子，巨大的响声终于有效果，教室安静下来。
“大家听我说，先不说这件事还没有定论，其实从另一方面想，学校真这么做了，也不是没好处，至少可以让大家团结起来，团结的力量才是最大的，如果像以前每学期换几个同桌，你们还怎么结识朋友，学生之间的凝聚力也会大大的减弱。”
以往的制度，其实就是他们教学以来最大的弊端，学生们之间，没有给他们足够产生牵绊的时间，便容易造成各自为政的状态。
但是也不能说不好，最起码一直以来的制度，最大程度的激发了学生的进取心，只能说，每种教学方案，各有利弊。
“可是我们也不想要一直只有那些资源啊。”有人提出异议。
“其实……”王辅导员吞吞吐吐，“我说句戳心的话，就算制度没有变，有些资源确实不适合现在的你们。”
这话一出，大家顿时如同泄气的皮球。
唯一听不明白的，就是高寒。
这群人明明刚刚还跟斗公鸡似的。
“怎么了？”高寒问。
“蓬莱大学分配给不同班的资源，除了学校的修炼资源，还有外面的，那才是最宝贵的资源，可是这些资源从一班开始分配，到我们九班，基本就没剩下多少好的了。”马则超黯然地说道。
其他人也纷纷露出动容的表情。
高寒看了大家一圈，“我就问一件事。”
众人的目光随即移到他身上，隐隐之中，已经把高寒当成主心骨，明明只是经过一场两班之间的对抗赛而已。
“教学制度不改，你们能在这一学期的校内排名比赛，上升到排名前几的班级吗？”
班内瞬间沉默下来，一些人慢慢尴尬起来。
好像不太能，除了实力的成绩，还有文化成绩，他们这些人之中，有些并不是被实力拖了后腿，更多的是被文化成绩拖的。
“既然不能，为什么不利用这一学期好好提升自己各方面的实力，在校时间八年，你们才刚入学半年，时间很多，为什么要执着这半年，当务之急，不是提升自己实力和文化成绩吗？”高寒两句话振聋发聩。
王辅导员都被说得激情澎湃，瞬间涌起一股热血，他越来越觉得自己有信心把他们教好！
“高寒说的没错，我们九班要上升，肯定不可能一步登天，如果这个消息属实，现在比我们着急的，应该是三四班那些人。”
是啊，三四班那些人，只差一步就可以登天，突然又要等半年，虽然也不长，但心中期待落空，肯定比他们还生气。
这样一想，九班众人顿时也觉得没那么难受了，果然还是得有个对比。
王辅导员感激地看了高寒一眼，要不是他，九班哪会这么快振作起来，再过几年都难。
高寒不觉得自己做了什么，明明都是他们自己脑补的。
“我说，我本来也没想跟你们讨论教学制度修改的事啊，我只是想问高寒怎么变厉害而已！”一阵激动的欢呼声中，马则超一脸郁闷的表情。
“对哦对哦。”其他人终于反应过来，他们不小心跑题了，一张张期待的脸庞望向高寒。