Konoha’s Cold Wind

The final result of Kashima Yu’s failure to do his homework was to ask him to make up an essay today. As for Hanfeng’s beating…

Kashima Yu is not stupid, how could it be possible? Can’t you see that the one who beat Hanfeng was the student in the class who interceded for him?

‘Hanfeng has poor grades, but his EQ is still quite high. ‘

Kajima thought this in his heart, and then started to talk, “Then, let’s start the class! Today I will talk about the principle of trap manufacturing!”

“Iruka, Er Fat’s dream Is it really a chef?” Hanfeng, who had escaped, pretended to be attending the class seriously, and asked Iruka next to him in a low voice.

Iruka said: “Er fat… Well, Ito student’s family is a sushi restaurant. He grew up in a sushi restaurant and aspires to become the best sushi master in the village.”

Hanfeng puzzled: “Then the teacher seems to value him very much? Does he love sushi?”

“No, it’s because of Er Fat… Ito student’s theoretical knowledge is the best in our class “Hey.” Iruka covered her forehead and said in pain, “Hanfeng, please don’t give the second… Ito student a messy nickname.”

Hanfeng slanted his eyes and looked at him: “obviously you also called very much. Come on.”

“I don’t have one!” Iruka fly into a rage out of humiliation, he is a principled person!

At this moment, the person sitting in the front row of Iruka suddenly threw a small note behind.

Iruka startled, took the small piece of paper and opened it, with a suddenly wonderful expression on his face, and then he learned how to look at Hanfeng slantingly.

“What are you doing?” Hanfeng instantly felt a thick evil intent upload from Iruka.

“For you.” Iruka passed the small note.

Hanfeng is dumbfounded: What does this mean? Was confessed?

Hanfeng opened the small note silently, and it read: Gekkou Hanfeng, don’t run in the afternoon training session! ! !

“En?”

Hanfeng brow raised, these three exclamation marks, looked like a confession.

Then the person sitting in front of him also lost a small piece of paper.

Hanfeng subconscious took over and opened: Gekkou Hanfeng, singled out in the afternoon! !

Hanfeng’s forehead oozes three black lines: Which turtle grandson is picking up the matter?

But he didn’t have time to lock the “suspect”, one after another small notes were passed from all directions, plus the first two, a total of fourteen!

Know that their entire class is only 30 people!

Hanfeng looked at one by one, all he wanted to do.

Hanfeng is holding his head, his heart is so tired.

“Hanfeng, are you okay?”

Iruka held back a smile and asked with a pretended concern, but the joy in his eyes couldn’t be concealed.

“I just want to be a wretched handsome man, why is it so difficult?”

Hanfeng put his hands on his cheeks, secretly rejoicing that he completely mastered the Ninja Tool thrown last night, otherwise today I have to get a fat beating in the afternoon.

But…

‘This group of bronzes are really stubborn, okay, today the Hanfeng big brother will teach you the principles of life, and you will be grateful to me when you come out of society in the future . ‘

But there is one more question.

Is his Ninja Tool throwing suddenly improved so much, will Kashima be suspicious?

Hanfeng pondered, no, you have to write the composition quickly and hand it in. It’s best to let Kashima you’see’ the innate talent thrown by the Ninja Tool on him!

Thinking of this, Hanfeng immediately pulled out a workbook from the drawer, only to find that he did not bring a pen, so he hurriedly borrowed one from Iruka.

Above, Yu Kajima is eloquently explaining the knowledge points of trap making, and below, Hanfeng eloquently writes the experience of Ninja Tool throwing.

For Hanfeng, who has fully mastered the throwing of the Ninja Tool, writing a 500-word composition is a piece of cake.

In less than forty minutes, Hanfeng completed his composition.

Waiting for the break between classes, Hanfeng immediately went to Kashima with the composition.

Yong Kashima watched it again, showing a stunning expression, and he did not hesitate to praise: “Hanfeng, didn’t expect you to have such a deep experience of throwing Ninja Tool!”

Hanfeng modestly said: “All teachers teach well.”

“No matter how good the teacher teaches, it is useless if you don’t listen.”

It means that Hanfeng’s ability to write his experience so quickly can only show that… when he was in class, he didn’t listen to his lecture at all, but was immersed in writing his experience!

Hanfeng smiled awkwardly.

“Okay, let’s go back.”

Yong Kashima didn’t say much, and waved Hanfeng back to the classroom.

Back to the classroom, Hanfeng found that everything in the class was normal, but thinking of the 14 small notes in the desk, Hanfeng smiled silently, thinking to eat more food at noon today, so he had the strength to beat people. .

In the next few theory classes, not only Hanfeng didn’t want to listen, but half of the people in the class were also absent-minded, silently waiting for the passage of time.

Finally!

“Okay, the morning class is here. Class is over.”

Yong Kashima looked at the student who began to stir below and couldn’t help reminding him, “Students, In the afternoon, the actual combat training class is under the guidance of the teacher of the class 1 class teacher Dazhi Hiramatsu, everyone is serious, don’t mess with the teacher, you know?”

“Yes!”

一The bronze shouted emotionally.

Yong Kashima shaking one’s head, turned and left the classroom.

As soon as he left, the class suddenly became active.

Anko immediately took the bento and ran to the last row.

“Hanfeng, you are finished, the latest information, the training session in the afternoon, you will face a dozen opponent, the form is very serious!” Anko worked hard to make a solemn expression.

“Don’t worry.”

Hanfeng took out his own sushi bento, said with a snort, “I am the strongest!”

“Huh? Sushi!”

Anko saw the contents of Hanfeng’s bento and exclaimed in surprise, “Hanfeng, don’t you eat onigiri?”

Speaking of this, Hanfeng’s face is black After going down, he pointed to the seaweed and sesame sushi in the bento, and asked: “Anko, is this sushi different from onigiri?”

“Of course there is a difference!”

Suddenly An excited voice came over. It was Ito Erfai student who worked hard and studied hard at the Academy with the dream of a chef.

“How can onigiri be related to sushi mention on equal terms?”

Itoji’s start to talk with a fat face, “Sushi can be divided into boxes of sushi and rolls just by type. Sushi, too rolls, thin rolls, hand rolls, inner rolls…”

while speaking, Ito Erpang has come to Hanfeng’s table and saw the seaweed sesame sushi in his bento.

“This…this is not sushi!”

Ito Erpang was furious, “Sushi is not like this, you are lazy, you defiled the sushi, and the sushi is made like this. , At all, just…”

“No soul?” Hanfeng reminded him.

“Yes, such sushi has no soul at all!” Er Fat was very emotional.

Hanfeng is a bit unfathomable mystery, looking towards Iruka: “What’s wrong with him?”

“Hanfeng, I told you before, Erfath…cough cough, Ito student’s home is making sushi.” Iruka whispered.

“so that’s how it is.”

Hanfeng looked down at the seaweed sesame sushi in the bento, vaguely understood.

Sushi is probably sacred and inviolable in Erpang student’s heart. It is a belief and a dream to chase for a lifetime. The sushi that Keeko made… Don’t say anything, Hanfeng himself was wronged.

“Anyway!”

Er Fatty glared at Hanfeng and said, “Gekkou Hanfeng, the actual combat training in the afternoon, let’s be enlightened!”