The next morning, Han Feng took his younger brother to the Ninja Academy with a refreshed look.
Although he practiced Ninja Throwing for more than two hours last night, he also completely mastered Ninja Throwing, so he was in a good mood.
"Brother, I want to learn Kunai Throwing."
Hayate Gekko suddenly begged, Cold Wind's skill last night really surprised him.
"You want to learn this?"
Cold Wind subconsciously wanted to refuse, it's not that he wants to hide it, but his younger brother's talent is limited, even if he wholeheartedly focuses on Wood Leaf Sword Style, in the end, he will only be a Tokubetsu Jonin, if he is distracted by other things, won't he drag him down?
But on second thought, after all, his younger brother is already in the Ninja School, even if he doesn't teach, in the next semester, the Ninja School teacher will teach him.
Moreover, Ninja Tool Throwing, Trap Making, Tracking, and Anti-Tracking are basic Ninja skills, even if it will divert Hayate Gekko's attention, his younger brother must master these, otherwise, he won't be able to survive in the Ninja World.
So Cold Wind nodded: "Yes, but you can only practice with Wood Leaf Kunai now."
"Well, I know!"
Hayate Gekko was very excited.
When they arrived at the Ninja School, the two separated.
Cold Wind returned to his class, and as soon as he entered, he was stopped by Red Bean.
"Cold Wind, picnic after school in the afternoon!" Red Bean laughed.
"Can I not go?" Cold Wind asked.
"Sure, you've already paid for it." Red Bean was happy.
"Then … I'll go."
Cold Wind sighed, mainly because he didn't want to give up his pocket money.
And the Ninja School ends at 3: 30 in the afternoon, he can spend half an hour to send his younger brother home and meet Red Bean and the others.
"Then it's settled!"
Red Bean was about to turn and leave, but suddenly looked back at the bruise on Cold Wind's face and asked, "Cold Wind, is the injury on your face okay?"
"It's nothing. It's just a bruise. It'll heal in two days," Cold Wind said.
"Then I'm relieved." Red Bean patted her chest and skipped away.
"Rest assured? What do you mean? "Cold Wind looked suspicious.
Sitting in his seat, Cold Wind rested his chin on his hands, yawned, and closed his eyes to take a nap.
"Cold Wind, Cold Wind!!"
After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly woke up the dazed Cold Wind. "Where's your homework?"
"Ah? Oh, homework. "Cold Wind opened his sleepy eyes and rubbed them. He was still in a daze." What homework? "
At this time, standing in front of Cold Wind and collecting homework was Ito Erpang, who dreamed of being a chef and worked hard in the Ninja School.
"No less than 500 words of Ninja Tool Throwing experience!"
Ito Erpang slammed a stack of homework books on the table, and faintly gritted his teeth, "You didn't forget, did you? It's all thanks to you that I got this assignment!! "
"Uh …"
Cold Wind's eyes twitched slightly.
He remembered it when he went home last night, but he was "tortured" by his mother, and he forgot it. After that, he spent more than two hours practicing Ninja Tool Throwing, and he couldn't remember his homework!
"Ha, I remember, I left my homework at home!" Cold Wind looked annoyed, "Sorry, sorry, that, Erpang -san, how about I bring it back tomorrow?"
"Who are you calling fat? I'm plump, not fat, I'll definitely lose weight when I grow up! "Ito Erpang was furious.
"Yes, yes, Erpang -san will definitely lose weight when he grows up!" Cold Wind flattered.
"That's more like it."
Ito Erpang snorted and said, "You don't have to hand in the homework, anyway, I'll tell the teacher the truth."
"Erpang -san, don't be like this, it's not that I don't want to hand it in, I just left it at home!" Cold Wind struggled, "Well, I'll write one now, okay?"
Ito Erpang shook his head, "No, I'm going to hand it in now, do you want to hand it in or not!"
"No matter how many difficulties there are, can you give me a chance?"
"No."
Ito Erpang said angrily, "We didn't have homework yesterday, but because of you, we could only stay at home to do homework, but you, this, this …"
"The culprit?" Cold Wind reminded him.
"Yes, you're the culprit, but you didn't write it. Moonlight Cold Wind, you're too shameless." Ito Erpang was furious.
At this time, everyone in the class had arrived. Hearing the voice from the back of the classroom, they all turned their heads and stared at Cold Wind with no expression, the atmosphere was slightly dignified.
Cold Wind found that even Yui, who had the least presence, was looking at him at this time, which gave him a lot of pressure.
"Cold Wind, you … Is it really okay?"
Iruka looked at him pitifully, "It took me two hours to finish my homework yesterday."
"Yes, it took me two and a half hours!"
"It's all Moonlight Cold Wind's fault!"
"But this guy didn't write it down, shameless!"
"Beat the shit out of him!"
Red Bean excitedly raised her right hand and screamed.
Cold Wind looked at Red Bean in disbelief. He finally understood that the person who instigated everyone to beat him yesterday was Red Bean!
No wonder she said not to worry just now, it was this guy who instigated her behind the scenes!
Cold Wind glared at Red Bean.
Red Bean saw that she was exposed and quickly sat down, showing a smile with two dimples, trying to get away with it.
"The teacher is here!"
Ito Erpang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked up the homework on the table, then ran to the door of the classroom with his short legs and reported, "Teacher, except for Moonlight Cold Wind, everyone has handed in their homework yesterday."
"Hmm?"
Isamu Kajima was startled. If he remembered correctly, it was Cold Wind who reminded him to leave his homework yesterday.
This kid …
What kind of trick was this?
Isamu Kajima signaled Ito Erpang to put the homework on the podium.
"Cold Wind classmate."
Isamu Kajima walked to the podium and asked seriously, "Where's your homework?"
Cold Wind stood up from his seat, and the students in the class looked back at him with an expectant expression as if they had turned on the TV and watched a movie.
"Teacher, yesterday, yesterday, yesterday … I was beaten by someone!"
Cold Wind suddenly showed a sad and indignant expression.
At this moment, the students in the class very tacitly looked away. One by one, they all sat up straight and looked straight ahead, among them Red Bean.
"Beaten by someone?" Isamu Kajima looked at the bruises on Cold Wind's face and frowned, "Who beat you?"
"I was beaten before I saw it clearly."
Cold Wind said.
Cold Wind deliberately did not tell the truth, because he knew that the person who beat him would definitely stand up for him to divert Isamu Kajima's attention.
Sure enough, as soon as Cold Wind finished speaking, Red Bean hurriedly stood up and said, "Teacher, Cold Wind must have been beaten up, so he couldn't do his homework."
"That's right, teacher. Just forgive Hanfeng this time."
"Just let him submit another essay today!"
After the false alarm, the "culprits" in the class immediately spoke up to exonerate Cold Wind and plead for mercy. Their expressions and tone were sincere, but they were all cursing in their hearts.
Moonlight Cold Wind, this son of a bitch, is too sneaky!
No, I can't stand this injustice, I have to beat him up in the afternoon!
Moonlight Cold Wind is too shameless!
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