Broken Night

Chapter Eleven—Monitor

Xu Yan really ran very slowly, probably only a little faster than walking at a brisk pace, but you couldn't say that he wasn't really running. This is the degree between walking and running.

Seven laps, eight laps, nine laps…

When Xu Yan ran to the tenth lap, Chen Aotian's face was ashen.

Xu Yan, who was running, thought for a while, and shouted loudly, "Mr. Zuo, what is the fastest lap you can run now?"

Zuo Chengzhe replied calmly, "Twelve circles."

"Oh." After getting the answer, Xu Yan continued to run.

Eleven circles, twelve circles.

When he reached the thirteenth lap, Xu Yan stopped.

"Is that the class leader?"

...

Zuo Chengzhe walked to Xu Yan's side and looked at Xu Yan's body carefully.

To his surprise, Xu Yan only had a few drops of sweat on his body. He probably believed that the sweat was due to the hot weather. In other words, these laps were just warm-ups for Xu Yan.

Seeing that there was a gap between those students and Zuo Chengzhe, Xu Yan immediately said, "Teacher, don't test my limits."

Zuo Chengzhe was stunned for a moment, how could this hairy boy be like this.

Indeed, as Zuo Chengzhe said. The purpose of his class today is to look at the limits of each student, and then teach students according to their aptitude. To constantly break through their limits, in order to improve their physical ability. Today's Xu Yan can only say that he is warming up, not to mention the limit.

Just now Zuo Chengzhe was planning to ask Xu Yan to run dozens of laps to test his limits.

"Teacher, I have a congenital illness. If I exercise too vigorously, I will fall to the ground. It is only because I have regular training that I can suppress this kind of activity to a state that is not a vigorous exercise for me. Teacher, you don't want to either. Do you see me falling to the ground here?"

"Don't worry, teacher, I really know how to exercise. If you don't believe me, see." Xu Yan compared a muscle movement to Zuo Chengzhe, but the muscle lines on Bai Zhe's skin were clearly visible. Zuo Chengzhe stretched out his hand and pinched it.

The absence of any excess fat is clearly the result of thorough and careful physical training. Zuo Chengzhe himself is a tattoo artist, and he has done meticulous exercises on his body, so he naturally knows the real situation by touching it.

He gave Xu Yan a meaningful look: "Okay, but about whether you are really sick, I will ask your father again. If it is confirmed that you are sick, then you can skip the physical exercise class and choose to study by yourself. "

"Thank you, teacher." Xu Yan nodded, obviously satisfied with the teacher's knowledge of current affairs: "That's right, teacher. What certificate does the monitor have to have free meals in the dining hall? Is the first-class meal also free?"

Zuo Chengzhe looked a little speechless at Xu Yan who was excited, only at this moment was he a bit like a child.

He brought Xu Yan to his classmates, and Chen Aotian looked at Xu Yan deeply. In his heart, this was the result of Xu Yan's cleverness. If he jogged like him, he would be able to hold on longer. But what he didn't know was that Xu Yan could jog five or sixty laps like this. Because this kind of jogging was like walking for him, and it couldn't make him breathe faster and then hurt his heart.

"The squad leader is Xu Yan." Zuo Chengzhe was clearly prepared, he took out a wooden sign from his trousers pocket and put it in Xu Yan's hand. The wooden sign simply said "One Year Squad Leader".

"The squad leader is re-elected every year. If you are not convinced, you can challenge the squad leader position again next year. But this year, Xu Yan is the squad leader of the first-year class. This is an undeniable fact."

"I don't want someone to secretly play tricks to influence the decided outcome. Got it?" Zuo Chengzhe looked at all his classmates, and his eyes swept over Chen Aotian.

"Yes!" The students replied sporadically, and some students even started to curry favor with Xu Yan. In their eyes, Xu Yan's physical strength is so powerful that it is inevitable that he will become a tattoo artist in the future. But they don't know if they have the talent to practice patterns. This is the task that the parents of these students have long warned against.

In the face of those ingratiating fawns, Xu Yan treated them equally—ignoring them. This attitude somewhat comforted Chen Aotian's little mind, at least this guy was not targeting him. But for Xu Yan, this is a matter of course. He can be the father of these **** in both his lifetimes, and he wants to please them by himself? joke!

The absurdity of the absurd world!

...

Holding the wooden placard of the first-year class monitor, Xu Yan walked to the dining hall in a big way, and ordered two first-class meals—it didn't cost any money anyway.

Putting it in the mouth, Xu Yan frowned slightly.

Still ordinary.

Although it's a first-class meal, compared to what that guy cooked...

Alas... Xu Yan sighed deeply. He suddenly remembered that there was a saying in his previous life: If you can keep a person's stomach, you can keep a person's heart!

Now Xu Yan can deeply understand it.

Since it is already a first-class meal but it cannot make him feel delicious, there is really no way.

Even so, Xu Yan was not polite.

He is now in the period of growing up, and his food and nutritional requirements are extremely high. In the past six years, the reason why he can grow taller than ordinary children is because Xu Tian always serves meals to supplement him after every exercise.

Therefore, although these two first-class meals were not delicious, Xu Yan still cleaned up the two meals neatly for the sake of physical growth.

...

The next day, Xu Yan came to the classroom again.

But at this moment, there are no more embarrassing eyes. Instead, flattery, compliments, and friendly greetings. But Xu Yan still looked like an invincible Lao Tzu, walked to the seat and sat down. This attitude of ignoring everyone also made all the students angry. But because of what Zuo Chengzhe said yesterday, they didn't dare to do it.

Zuo Chengzhe walked into the classroom slowly, and said coldly, "Sit down."

After yesterday's brief introduction, Zuo Chengzhe thoroughly revealed his true character—simple and straightforward.

He didn't even mention saying hello to the teacher, and went straight to the topic: "Today, it's a tattoo artist class, or should I say basic tattoo studies."

When they heard that the class was really starting, those students also became concentrated one by one. After all, these lessons are really important to make them aware of the knowledge about tattoos. Even if they don't have the talent to practice in the future, knowing this will make it easier for them to find a job.

"I probably said it yesterday. The tattoo artist is different from the tattoo artist. The tattoo artist majors in the spirit, and the tattoo artist majors in the body."

"So tattoo artists don't need to practice the body, on the contrary, they have high requirements on the spirit. Besides, they need a very high knowledge of tattooing."

While speaking, Zuo Chengzhe drew something on the blackboard with chalk.

For a moment, a strange pattern appeared on the blackboard.

Some students were even more excited. They knew that this one in front of them was probably the legendary tattoo!

Xu Yan looked at the pattern seriously. He had never seen this pattern before, and his knowledge of the pattern was only from the drawings Xu Tian gave him. But this pattern is not among those drawings, but it can be roughly inferred from it.