Seeing those bastards from the Aircraft Brotherhood pointing at him with smiles and the joking behind the smiles after class, Zhang Tie immediately knew that these bastards must have known about his being a human punching bag, although I don’t know how these bastards knew it, but they just knew it strangely. This is Zhang Tie’s intuition, which is usually not wrong.
Just after two classes, a group of animals rushed to the toilet and came back. They stood in the corridor outside the classroom and farted. The morning sun shone lazily on people, which was very comfortable. The animals were like moldy salt. They were squeezing around in the corridor like fish fighting for a little bit of sunlight. When they saw Zhang Tie walking over with a sullen face, those bastards from the Airplane Brotherhood began to deliberately turn their eyes elsewhere, raising their heads one by one and looking. Looking at the clouds in the sky, they pretend to be calm and gentle, as if they all have become poets.
Holy shit! Beneath the calm appearance of these bastards, what Zhang Tie saw was that they were rolling on the floor with laughter, and their faces were straightened up in a serious manner. In fact, they might have cramped from laughing.
"Smile, don't be nervous, it's very hard work!" Zhang Tie walked over and said lightly. Those bastards couldn't hold back anymore, and they all burst out laughing.
"Brother, did you encounter anything unhappy yesterday? Tell us to make us happy, hahahaha..." Sista, the cuckold, winked at the side. The bunch of bastards laughed even harder.
"Asshole, you knew this yesterday, right? You kept hiding it from me, so I was almost beaten to death yesterday..." Pretending to be angry, Zhang Tie fiercely grabbed Sista's collar.
Sista quickly raised his hands, "Who told you to be so stinky? Baghdad has already guessed it. It's just that you are so stinky that I can't bear to tell you what you said yesterday..." Sista this ** Stick began to hold his voice and imitate what he said yesterday, "Oh, you know, my biggest weakness is that I am too soft-hearted and don't want to see others in trouble. After Captain Colin begged me for a long time, I finally reluctantly agreed. It’s my fault that I have such a good character and do too many good things. I can’t help it. Even things like having close contact with beautiful women and getting money are all on my head. I can also exercise... "
Thinking of how he was pretending to show off in front of a few people yesterday, and the few bastards burst into laughter again, Zhang Tie felt a little blushing after thinking about it. Sure enough, the old Chinese saying is right - don't be too pretentious, or you will be caught. Lightning. I just pretended to be a little bit yesterday, and as expected, I got retribution.
Zhang Tie looked at Baghdad, and the bastard shrugged indifferently, "Captain Colin is a part-time coach at the Iron Thorn Battle Hall. He used to like to introduce our seniors to work part-time at the Iron Thorn Battle Hall, and all part-time jobs are Without exception, they are the human sandbags for the little brats from rich families!”
"Why didn't I know about this?" Zhang Tie asked depressedly.
"This is not a secret at all, it's just that you don't usually pay attention to the news related to the battle hall. The sparring requirements of those little brats are a bit special. Due to the limitations of height and physical development, their sparring partners cannot be too different in height. Adults, those of their own age cannot withstand their punches and kicks. Only those of our age are more suitable. We are older than them, and our bodies are naturally stronger than them, but they have not ignited the bright spots of the shrine, and their strength is not completely superior to them. …”
"Why, can't we surpass them in strength?" Hans asked curiously from the side.
"Of course not. If you are stronger than them, how can they defeat you?"
"Isn't he just a sparring partner? Why do you always have to knock him down?"
Baghdad folded his hands and sneered, "This is the difference between us and those rich people. What everyone thinks is completely different. Although a person who is stronger than those little brats can also be their sparring partner, such a sparring partner It’s not what they need. Do you know why? Because those rich people want their children to develop the confidence to easily knock down and trample the likes of us from an early age. Once this kind of confidence and psychological advantage is developed, those people’s The aura can restrain you to death, just like it can restrain your natural enemies, it will naturally have some advantages. Even if you reach the same level as him in the future, you will not be his opponent. Here are the things involved Many mysterious things are secret, and I heard them occasionally mentioned by someone in the battle hall."
This was the first time even Zhang Tie had heard of such a theory, so he was a little shocked for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, it was really possible. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better for the battle hall to find a young man of the same age as himself, but who also ignited the bright spot of the shrine, to be the sparring partner of those little brats? There should be many such people in Black Flame City, like Gree Si, this guy Gris is already a second-level soldier at this moment. What made Zhang Tie even more stunned was that he didn't expect that such a thing was actually secret. The so-called secret is knowledge that only a few people have and the public doesn't know. , that is, secret knowledge. The price of these secret knowledge is very expensive, and most of the kung fu and martial arts skills are secret content. I heard that before the great catastrophe, the esoteric system of human society was already very complete. Some of the esoteric secrets at that time were called intellectual property protection, some were called patents, and some were more confidential esoteric knowledge. It is only popular among a very small number of secret religious groups, such as the role of crystals, etc. Now, most of the esoteric knowledge in the Black Iron Age belongs to a certain group, such as various industry associations, religious groups, and various trade unions. , various sects, etc., all have their own secret traditions. These secret traditions are the foundation of these groups and the capital for their survival in this era. It is impossible for outsiders to master them. Although the abacus I learned is a bit useless, strictly speaking, it is also a kind of esoteric skill, because this skill is only popular among the Chinese. Tang De warned at the beginning that this skill is not allowed to be passed on to foreigners. If it is violated, it may bring extremely serious consequences.
In this era, in addition to resources, as long as you master a kind of secret knowledge or skills of great value, it is possible to immediately rise to the top, with gold rolling in, pulling up a mountain, and establishing your own power. Of course, it is also possible to become a thorn in the side of others because of some secret knowledge, and accidentally turn into a corpse one day. What is secretly taught is knowledge and skills, but behind the knowledge and skills are naked interests. Monopolizing knowledge and skills also monopolizes interests. This is the law of secrets. It seems that it has been from before the cataclysm until now. Nothing has changed.
"If you can't do this part-time job, don't do it. You're often spoiled by those little brats, which may leave some psychological shadow in the future. Once there is a shadow, it will be difficult to become a strong person!" Baghdad's final sincere suggestion.
"I will consider it, but let's work 600 hours of part-time work first..." Zhang Tie explained the contract details with a deliberately sad face. The huge compensation amount of nearly 10 gold coins in the contract suddenly made everyone Dumbfounded.
Isn’t it just a secret? Damn it, it’s amazing. What bullshit secret can be compared to Lao Tzu’s Manjusawa Karma Ten Thousand Fruits Treasure Tree and the Iron Body Tempering Fruit that will be generated later. This Iron Body Tempering Fruit can’t be beat. You can tell by the name that it's awesome, but the key point is that it seems that as long as you keep getting beaten, you can be born. How can such a good thing happen if you take other people's money and let others risk their lives to temper your body and feed yourself fruits? try to find? Zhang Tie really didn't have any shadow of failure at all.
Just when Zhang Tie rolled his eyes and wanted to tell these bastards what Mary praised him for, the entire corridor suddenly became quiet. Zhang Tie turned his head and saw Teacher Dinah holding a snail. The same mold walked into the lecture theater. The animals in the corridor were quiet for a few seconds and looked at each other. Then they all rushed into the lecture theater with more energy than going to the toilet, and tried their best to occupy it one by one. He sat in the front row next to Teacher Dinah.
Among all the seventh boys in the nation, only Teacher Dinah does not need to ring the bell when she is in class, and all the animals can actively rush into the classroom. The best seats in the first row were naturally occupied by Gris and his followers. The members of the Aircraft Brotherhood occupied the middle and back seats, which was neither good nor bad.
Seeing that everyone had come, Teacher Dinah did not waste time, but started the class directly. She picked up the chalk from the podium, and Teacher Dinah quickly wrote two words on the blackboard, which is this section. Contents to be taught in class
-Bloodlines!
Teacher Dinah's beautiful eyes glanced downwards, and all the animals' waists were as straight as javelins, with solemn expressions on their faces, showing their desire for knowledge.
"Dear students, the creature I want to explain to you today is the vampire. The vampire of our era is not the same as the vampire before the cataclysm. The vampire before the cataclysm can be transformed into a vampire in works of art and myths and legends. Bat vampires are not a real species, and the vampires of the Black Iron Age refer to those wild creatures and foreign creatures that mutated after the cataclysm. There are all kinds of them. What we usually call vampires are as follows Characteristics, first of all, from the appearance, the vampire's body is red, like blood, which is easy to identify in the wild, which is why the vampire got its name. Secondly, all vampire creatures like blood, they are carnivores, and they are also the most dangerous. As wild killers, any animal with blood on its body may become their meal. Thirdly, after all vampires mutate, their bodies and physiological functions will undergo great changes, and they will develop some strange abilities. These abilities make them more dangerous and difficult to deal with. Below, we will take the most common vampire snail among vampires as an example to talk about how to deal with this kind of thing in the wild... "
Zhang Tie stared blankly at Teacher Dinah's beautiful face, and listened to the heavenly voice. He was a little crazy. No one actually cared about what Teacher Dinah said. For many people, as long as Being able to see Teacher Dinah standing there and hearing Teacher Dinah’s voice is the greatest blessing in life.
I heard that some bad incidents happened in Ms. Dinah’s class in the past that made Ms. Dinah extremely angry, so Black Flame City No. 7 National Boys’ High School has one of the weirdest school rules among all the schools in Black Flame City—all students During Ms. Dinah's class, your hands must be visible on the table. So in Teacher Dinah's class, looking down from the podium, all the animals were sitting like Guaiguaibao in the kindergarten. They were sitting upright, with their hands folded on the table, and the expressions on their faces. Everyone is hungry for knowledge - the sound of trembling throats and swallowing can be heard one after another in the classroom within a short while, as well as the sound of wooden fish being knocked on the bottom of the table through a layer of cloth. In short, there are all kinds of weird and strange things.
Every time Teacher Dinah's class always puts Zhang Tie into some kind of strange and exciting fantasy, just like right now...
Teacher Dinah was wearing a short skirt, revealing a section of her plump and dazzling white thighs. The buttons of her blouse were opened by her plump breasts. She was sitting on the classroom podium. There were only two people in the classroom, herself and Teacher Dinah. When Zhang Tie called to her, Teacher Dinah leaned down and squeezed her majestic chest to create a ravine that made people sink. Then she pressed Zhang Tie's head into it, and her whole body smiled wildly. When Zhang Tie was about to suffocate on the pile of white snow, Teacher Dinah pushed Zhang Tie away, then stretched out her two beautiful fingers, took out a thin pipe, and began to blow pink ones one by one. Bubbles, pink bubbles floated up, and then burst and exploded one by one on Zhang Tie's face. A hand like a spring breeze caressed Zhang Tie's face. Zhang Tie was completely intoxicated in those pink bubbles...
"Baby, are you coming?" Teacher Dinah smiled charmingly and raised her finger at Zhang Tie...
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"I'm coming!" Zhang Tie suddenly stood up, startling several people in the Aircraft Brotherhood next to him. After a class, just as Teacher Dinah asked the students below who had any questions, they could stand up and ask them. Zhang Tie suddenly stood up and shouted, almost scaring the people next to him.
For a moment, everyone in the classroom focused their attention on Zhang Tie, who suddenly stood up with a loud cry, causing his body temperature to rise rapidly. Gris in the front row turned his head to look at Zhang Tie very unhappily. Originally, Gris had brewed up two issues related to blood snails and wanted to pretend to be a good student and communicate with Teacher Dinah, but he still couldn't. Before Gris could stand up, this guy who appeared out of nowhere had already snatched away the performance opportunity that originally belonged to Gris.
The moment he stood up and shouted those words, Zhang Tie was completely awake. Then looking at the piercing gazes around him, Zhang Tie was instantly frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
"This classmate, do you have any questions about the content of this class?" Teacher Dinah asked calmly.
Fortunately, Zhang Tie was still a little quick-witted and thought of a problem that he could explain in an instant.
"Teacher Dinah, I have almost memorized the content of this class, but I have a question related to biology. I wonder if Teacher Dinah can answer it for me?" Zhang Tie was quick to think...