"Good morning!" Luo Xun smiled and waved to Zhao Yang, saying, "You kid, why are you going home if you have nothing to do?"

"There is something, of course there is something!"

Zhao Yang smiled and walked forward to hug Luo Xun's thin shoulders. The two of them walked towards the classroom with a smile.

As soon as I walked into the classroom, I ran into Bai Changlin and Xu Jieli.

Bai Changlin's face was not very good, but his face suddenly froze. He glanced at Zhao Yang and Luo Xun with a gloomy face, snorted coldly, and penetrated by.

Xu Jieli, who was following behind, walked past Zhao Yang with an expressionless face.

"Tsk tsk...Your neighbor is so beautiful!"

Looking at the two people sitting in the middle of the front row, Luo Xun whispered: "What a pity!"

Zhao Yang smiled faintly, shook his head and said nothing.

The emergency subject class in the morning was very interesting, and the teaching class was also a real expert in this area. It was very attractive to explain from the perspective of combining theory with practice.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhao Yang realized that his stomach was roaring again.

Luo Xun next to him looked at Zhao Yang with a strange face and said, "Didn't you eat enough in the morning?"

"Um!"

Zhao Yang nodded silently and said, "I... go to the cafeteria to have a steamed bun!"

"good!"

As he ran to the entrance of the cafeteria, Zhao Yang felt that his stomach was roaring even more violently.

Especially after entering the cafeteria, I smelled the rich fragrance of various foods and felt my stomach burning.

I hurriedly ordered a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, and swallowed half of the bowl of porridge and steamed buns, which suppressed the extreme emptiness and burning sensation in my stomach.

But the smell of meat from the canteen window made him feel that the rice porridge in his mouth was tasteless.

Even though I had already filled most of my stomach and had rice porridge in my mouth, I still felt like I was getting hungry again.

"Gululu"

He poured the rice porridge in the bowl into his mouth, until the bowl was completely exhausted, and he still couldn't curb the temptation of the fragrance.

I even felt that my whole body was shouting at me: I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat!

Feeling the desire coming from his body, Zhao Yang took a deep breath, reached out to touch his pocket, finally gritted his teeth, got up and walked towards the window again.

He looked up at the sign on the window.

Braised pork, 40.

Egg patties, 35.

......

Dumplings, 25.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yang took out thirty dollars and handed it over, saying, "A dumpling!"

The master inside looked at Zhao Yang, took a cage of dumplings from the side with expressionless expression and handed them over.

Holding the dumplings, he walked back to the table.

When I opened the steamer, a strong fragrance came to my nose, and the size of fists, the translucent dumplings seemed extremely attractive in the steamer.

I could no longer control the spread of saliva, so I reached out to pick up one, blew it, and then threw it into my mouth.

A rich and hot but fragrant oil instantly filled the entire mouth.

“Huh…Huh…”

While exhaling, he chewed in big mouthfuls to prevent the drop of oil and water from wasting.

After eating a basket of dumplings, Zhao Yang felt that his stomach was really full and no longer as hungry as he had in his heart as he was at first. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly outside the cafeteria.

Because if he doesn't leave, he is afraid that he will get hungry again.

"Three pieces of porridge, five pieces of steamed buns, twenty-five pieces of dumplings...thirty-two pieces!"

Thinking of this number, Zhao Yang, who felt a little pain in his heart, reached out and touched his still flat belly, and was silent for a moment.

Thirty-two yuan, this is just for weekdays, but I have spent most of my weekly meals, but now I have eaten it in one meal!

Have so much to eat at noon, supper should...

As he thought about it, Zhao Yang suddenly became a little panicked.

Sleeping is the best way to save energy, so Zhao Yang hurried back to the dormitory, lay still, and fell asleep quickly.

I didn't dream this time, and it seemed that I woke up shortly after I fell asleep. It was time for class to begin.

He sat up suddenly and was about to get out of bed, but suddenly he frowned and opened his clothes to look.

The bruises on my chest had disappeared at some point, no wonder they didn't hurt at all.

"So fast?"

Zhao Yang blinked his eyes. When he woke up this morning, he saw a piece of obvious bruise, and it was still a little painful;

Even when I was in bed just now, I felt a little pain after using some force. How long has it been?

One and a half hours?

That's completely gone?

"Zhao Yang, why are you still standing there? Class is coming soon!"

Luo Xun came out of the bathroom and waved to Zhao Yang.

"Oh, here we come!"

He hurriedly jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and followed Luo Xun towards the playground.

This afternoon is another practical class.

Seeing Zhao Yang in the queue, instructor Yang Zhan's eyes flashed gently.

"Dear students, today is our second practical class!"

"Last time, through the practice, I had a rough understanding of everyone's strength; today I officially started the practical guidance course!"

After saying that, Yang Zhan waved.

A young assistant teacher behind him who was of medium shape but full of vigor came over.

"Everyone's basic foundation is pretty good, but he is not sure about the essence of stick techniques; and in the future, most of these long weapons will be used as spears and spears as standard weapons. Everyone should pay more attention to the differences!"

"Now, Assistant Chen Lin and I will demonstrate the difference to you. Please pay attention to the key points of marksmanship!"

"The spear focuses on stabbing, but our current spear generally has the characteristics of a long blade, so it also has the usage of picking, cutting, and cutting!"

"Everyone see this shot..."

Zhao Yang stood in the queue, watching the two of them go back and forth, concealing the use of various spears, and had a vague feeling in his heart.

The majestic young man in the dream used a double-edged spear, and many of the tactics were the same as that. At this moment, from his own perspective, he couldn't help but nodded slowly.

Even the agility and ferociousness of the young man's strange-shaped spear when fighting appeared in his mind again.

The movements in Yang Zhan and Chen Lin on the other side gradually accelerated. They went back and forth, although they were just demonstrations, they were quite exciting, which made the students next to them exclaim from time to time.

Soon, the two stopped, which caused a warm applause.

Amid these warm applause and admiration, the younger Yang Lin had a slightly lustful look in his eyes, but Yang Zhan was still calm.

"What you see is just some simple practical applications of marksmanship; to truly learn or even master it, you must go through long-term training and practical combat."

"We have been practicing some things before, but now we must practice them continuously. I will suggest to the school that the future morning exercises will be changed to practical exercises, so that everyone can get familiar with them more time!"

This caused a buzzing sound, but Yang Zhan didn't care.

"Low, I will select a few classmates and practice it in advance to let everyone see their problems in actual combat!"

After saying that, Yang Zhan looked directly at Zhao Yang and said, "Student Zhao Yang!"

"yes!"

Zhao Yang was not surprised to be called. There was no way. Some people were born so dazzling that they could not hide their own light even in the crowd.

"Gu Shiyang, come and try it with Zhao Yang!"

Another slightly taller assistant teacher looked at Zhao Yang standing there and his eyes lit up.

He looked at Bai Changlin inadvertently in the queue, smiled proudly, walked slowly over, and stood opposite Zhao Yang.

"Look, Zhao Yang is dead this time!"

Bai Changlin laughed coldly with smugness.

Many people around him were stunned when they heard this, but soon some people figured it out and whispered and laughed: "Young Master Bai is still powerful, and you can even get in touch with the assistant coach!"

“Hmph….”

Bai Changlin hummed proudly, and was beaten up the day before yesterday. No matter what the face is, today, I have to find it back.
To be continued...