The Strongest System

The next day.

Ding a class.

Tianfu College's worst class, the students inside came to Tianfu College every day, and at the moment they entered the entrance of the college, they bowed their heads and did not look at the eyes of the people around them.

They wore blue long dresses, which are tailored by Tianfu College according to four levels.

Blue represents the T-Class and represents the worst clothes.

Some of the students around them who saw the blue clothes will also laugh at them twice. After all, waste is unpopular.

The cultivation is about talent, and the talent is not good. If there is no big chance, it is absolutely impossible to achieve much. Therefore, bad talent is waste. This is the most heard sentence after they entered Tianfu College.

They received a notice last night that there are new teachers who are going to guide them. For them, there is not much volatility because they have given up on themselves. I just want to do something small after three years of graduation. Business, when an ordinary person.

The practice of cultivation is not something that people with poor talents can relate to.

As for the teachers, they didn't think much about them. The surrounding companions, some of them were not even the day after tomorrow, the teachers couldn't look up, and they could think more.

....

Lin Fan got up early in the morning and washed it well. Today is a big day. The teacher’s high-end career, he can have a chance to be a good person. This feeling is really good.

Along the way, Lin Fan knew the location of the T-Class by asking.

When he came to the door of the T-Class, Lin Fan stopped and took a breath, then stepped forward without hesitation.

At the moment he stepped into the doorway, Lin Fan suddenly felt a powerful imposing sigh of relief, and people all lost hope for life.

"I am your new teacher. My name is Lin Fan. Today is the first time I have met with you. I hope that everyone can respect me and don't make small moves below." Lin Fan walked in and watched what he wanted to teach. The students, one by one, slouched on the other side, then placed the things in their hands on the podium.

"I heard it." At this time, Lin Fan saw the group of young children underneath, and even ignored himself. The tone suddenly increased several times and shouted.

The following students who have lost hope in the course of cultivation are also stunned by Lin Fan’s voice. After a sigh of relief, they sit again and again and listlessly.

"Well, let's take a name below, and I will know it with everyone." Lin Fan picked up the list in his hand and looked at the name above. The brow suddenly wrinkled.

How these fonts seem to be a bit complicated, like the traditional Chinese in the past, but it seems to be a little different.

However, Lin Fan knows that he is a teacher at the moment, but he can't lose his face too much. Although these fonts are somewhat confusing, they are also somewhat familiar and should be similar to Chinese characters.

"Liu Shuishui." Lin Fan read the first name, but the scene was no one answered.

Lin Fan married these students, "Which Liu Shui?"

"Don't come to class?"

The listless students, face each other, don't know who the name of the new teacher is.

At this time, the girl with a little timid inferiority raised her hand.

"Teacher, my name is Liu Wei."

Lin Fan took a deep breath and felt a little red, but then he was forced to calm down. He thought that he was a teacher now, and he couldn’t drop the answer.

"Why, do you think that I am illiterate? Today I am going to call you Liu Shuishui, um, oh, no one looks good, the next one." Lin Fan opened his hands and shook his shoulders.

"Cao Tianjiao, which one is Cao Tianjiao?" Lin Fan looked at the list. This name is always fairly recognizable. There should be no mistakes.

The students below turned their heads to each other and looked at each other. They didn't know who the teacher was.

"Which is Cao Tianjiao, why don't you talk, isn't it?"

"I am sick, or how, do not come to class, how to go further in the martial arts in the future," Lin Fan said.

At this moment, sitting in a tiger-headed student, looking around, and finally shook his head, thinking, this should be his own name.

"Teacher, me."

When Lin Fan saw someone raise his hand, he immediately stepped forward. "Take your name. Why don't you talk? Believe it or not, I will slap you."

For Lin Fan, when the teacher must come up with a teacher's prestige, he must leave a serious and strict style in the hearts of these students, otherwise they will not be able to sustain them.

These are also what Lin Fan once experienced in school.

"Teacher, my name is Cao Fushu..." Cao Fushu said with a dreadfulness. It feels like this new teacher is not quite right. How can he even admit his name?

At this moment, Lin Fan took a deep breath and took a deep breath.

"I said that you called Cao Tianjiao is Cao Tianjiao. Did you hear it clearly?" Lin Fan said stiffly.

"Cao Fushu."

"Cao Tianjiao."

"Cao Fushu."

"Cao Tianjiao."

Cao Fushu looked at the new teacher, some helpless, and some sad, and finally nodded very helplessly.

"Okay, it is me."

When Lin Fan heard it, he suddenly laughed. "This is right, good, next..."

....

When the name is over, Lin Fan vows that he will never name it in the future. This time, it is more complicated than playing with a big BOSS.

The font of this Xuanhuangjie is created by the tortoise and grandchildren. If it is known by the uncle, it is necessary to destroy you.

Thirteen students, Lin Fan eventually read only one, and the remaining twelve students changed their names under the intimidation of Lin Fan.

"Okay, today is the first day, I will plan for you, the future course."

"Morning, ideology and morality class, afternoon, practical class, now start class, everyone will stand up for me." Lin Fan said seriously.

The following thirteen students are confused, is this ideological and moral lesson? Now it’s time to stand up and dry up.

"Tell the teacher is good." Lin Fan saw the thirteen students standing stupidly, and did not know what to do next, suddenly felt that their future responsibility is great.

"Teacher is good." Thirteen students, stunned and watching Lin Fan, can finally match the eyes of the old man who seems to be mad.

At the same time, they also have the urge to cry, even if the T-class is worse, and then abolished, we can't hand us over to a madman.

"Well, sit down and start class." Lin Fan saw this group of students very obedient, but also nodded with satisfaction.

Although the talent is not bad, but as long as obedient, it is a good student.

"Well, the content of the first class today is the first section of "Break the Sky", the fallen genius."

“Hey, congratulations on triggering the secondary profession: mentor.”

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PS: I saw someone commenting today. Xinfeng is a kind person. I looked at it and praised me a lot. I feel that I need to say something. I am a tall, handsome, loving, respectful and young child. Simple, picking up gold, and so on. Please don't be misinformed.