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Chapter 4

Words:1844Update:22/06/17 11:29:22

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When Midaya Dehisa woke up, he realized that he was no longer at home.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the sky was gradually brightening. There was a valiant autumn scent in the clear sky. He was now an exchange student in China with Mr. Ormet and Ka-Chan.

"Yo! Green Valley boy! "

Without his mother to make breakfast for him, the boy got up and found the changing room in the ridiculously large house based on his memory from yesterday. He picked a dark green sweater out of the many clothes that were comparable to a storefront.

As soon as he stepped out, he bumped into Mr. Ormet.

He was super lucky today!

The boy smiled and responded to Mr. Ormet's invitation to eat with him, his eyes sparkling as he shouted in his heart.

"Speaking of which, does Mr. Ormet know why this school suddenly invited us?" Midaya Dehisa touched his cheeks. He still did not understand why they suddenly received the news at noon yesterday and rushed over without bringing anything. "Xiong Ying has never cooperated with other schools before."

Such a rush always made people suspect that something bad was going on. For example, their trip this time was to avoid some kind of existence.

"Ah, it's actually nothing." Ormet was a little hesitant about the choice of breakfast. Due to the lack of time, he tried to answer the cute heir's question as simply as possible. "It's just that the principal thinks that the education policy here is very strange and wants us to experience it."

After solving their doubts about the exchange students, the two of them were stunned and did not know what to do.

The cafeteria was so big!

There were so many varieties!

They did not know what to eat at all!

They could only vaguely make out the words.

Should, should they try their luck?

"Excuse me, are you the exchange student from Japan, Midaya Dehisa and Mr. Ormet?" A sweet voice sounded in their ears.

Shenjie was wearing a dark blue dress with an emerald bow on her blouse. She looked like a lady from a wealthy family.

"Ask them for their skills!" "Ask them for their names!" "Why are you asking about this? Ask them if they want to eat Jiandou milk. Hahahaha!" Amidst the jeering, he said calmly, "Our school didn't consider language issues. I'm really sorry. I'm a temporary translator that the teacher found."

Shenjie bowed slightly. After the planned polite greeting, he moved on to the next item. "You can call me World. Would you like to start eating now or do you have any other plans? Another student has already arrived and is eating over there."

Midaya Dehisa finally knew why no one answered the door after knocking for so long.

"Can you recommend something for breakfast?"

Shenjie paused for a moment after the thin man asked.

Erm, these two seem to be very polite, obedient, and cute. There seems to be a malnourished patient. I don't think I should recommend those dark dishes that they definitely can't stand, right?

Shenjie blinked, not feeling guilty at all. "Then do you want to sit together?"

It's best to sit together and let the grumpy young man understand the profoundness of Chinese cuisine.

Shenjie sincerely recommended the old Beijing breakfast (bean) meal (juice) to Ka-Chan. "If it's Teacher Ormet, I recommend century egg and lean meat porridge with goldfish crisps, rice noodle rolls, shumai, shrimp dumplings, and steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce. If it's Midaya Dehisa, spicy rice noodles with deep-fried dough sticks. "

The students who heard some familiar words hissed in disappointment behind him.

Shenjie's expression didn't change. "Sorry, because there are too many types, everyone wants you to try something that they like. So they are a little disappointed when they hear this."

The two, in a sense, naive and sweet, went to order food.

Then, Midaya Dehisa cried because of the spiciness.

Shenjie's hand trembled. He suddenly felt that he had forgotten something.

Eh? Which shop did the rice noodles just now come from?

It seems to be the Devil Chili's shop?

Shenjie went to get a small cream cake in confusion. When he passed by the shop, he confirmed that it was the Devil Chili's shop that changed the brand to deceive everyone.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Shenjie seriously served his rice and small cake. "I haven't eaten yet. If you don't mind, please eat."

Green Valley had been out for so long that he was caught off guard and indirectly kissed a girl.

The translator's honest answer of "Don't waste food" made the young man's cheeks turn red.

But unlike him, Shengji, who almost lost his soul after eating breakfast, and Ormet, who was immersed in happiness.

Soon, it was time for class.

"This is the experimental class, a class specially changed for the exchange students. You will all be in this class in the future."

Shenjie patted Wu Jing who came over, rubbed Wangliang's head, pinched Nezha's cheek naturally, pulled Baimu's black hair, and smoothed Wenquxing's hair. Under the stunned gaze of the three people, he patted the lectern. "Okay, quiet down, this is the exchange student and the teacher."

After the self-introduction, Mr. Taibao came on time. "Today, I have to teach elegantly."

Shenjie coldly pulled back his hand that was about to be kissed by Mr. Taibao and rubbed the teacher's hair. "Teacher, no matter what you do, I won't choose you today."

Under the obviously excited gaze of the audience, Shenjie mercilessly interrupted their fantasy. "I won't choose you either."

"Hey, don't …" "So the exchange students are here to snatch the command from us? That's a bit too much."

The black-haired girl poked Mr. Taibao. "Do we have class?"

The three people from Xiong Ying High School from Japan suddenly realized that this place called "Inhuman Academy" was really different.

Ormet couldn't help but be glared at a few times by the girls and boys passing by. "Girl of the world, they don't seem to like us very much?"

"No, no, no, it's not like that." Shenjie showed a fake smile. "It's just a problem with our academy's academic system. They are all from the Hero Department … Ah, our academy is a bit different from yours. Let me explain it to you from the beginning."

"The Inhuman Academy is mainly divided into the Hero Department and the Command Department. If the people from the Hero Department want to graduate, they have to sign a contract with the people from the Command Department and obtain a certain rank in the actual combat training. Otherwise, they won't be able to graduate."

"Because every actual combat training is very time-consuming, the homework is relatively heavy. If the people from the Hero Department don't seize the opportunity to participate in the battle, there is a high chance that they will be held back."

"Even the teachers have to participate in the actual combat training and maintain a certain battle record. Otherwise, they will be fired."

"There are actually a lot of people in the Command Department, but there aren't many commanders who meet their battle requirements. Moreover, the experimental class is a mixed class, and I'm the only one from the Command Department. This way, the battle record can be directly calculated from the actual combat training in the classroom, which can save a lot of time after class. That's why they were quite happy when I told them about it previously. "

The three of them were shocked by this system.

Especially Mr. Outburst. "It's just a nobody —"

Shenjie smiled and looked at Midaya Dehisa, who covered his companion's face with embarrassment. "It's okay."

"Some things are like frogs in a well. They still have to experience to know how big the sky is."

Eh, is the seemingly gentle Classmate of the World actually a sharp-tongued person?

Green Valley subconsciously used "one for all" to suppress his hot-tempered childhood friend.

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