After everyone came over, I said, "Don't be so pessimistic, this matter is not impossible to suppress. As long as you go back with me now and come to school on time in the future, I can let the school not pursue the matter of you missing classes these days."

"Just you? Are you willing to help us?" Fukusaka looked disbelief.

I held my arms and raised my chin: "Since I said that, I will naturally help, it depends on whether you believe it or not."

Konosaka hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why are you so confident that the school will not pursue us absent from class? The school never cared about us bad students."

I curled the corners of my mouth and smiled sly: "Do you know what the biggest advantage of a specialty student is?"

The schools looked at each other a few times and said with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't it just that the school values ​​you?"

I sneered and shook my finger at them: "no no no ~The biggest advantage of the special students is that they can use test scores and transfers as conditions for our teachers to negotiate!"

"You want to use transfer to threaten the school not to pursue us absent from class?" Konosaka asked in disbelief.

I shrugged my shoulders with my arms in my arms: "What do you think?"

He looked me from head to toe with a suspicion, and then asked: "Are you really a special student with the same score as Tezuka? Why do you look like a completely different person..." A profiteer!

"What? Can't I be a special high-quality student? Which one is not like a person who scores high scores?" I said dissatisfiedly.

"Where are you who can get high scores? You can fight and threaten the teacher..." The little girl turned into muttering after she said it!

I spread my hands weakly: "Whether it looks like it or not, it is true that I and Tezuka share the same division. Now I will only ask one question, do you want to go back to class with me?"

Everyone looked at Kosaka together. Kosaka thought carefully and said, "Okay, we will trust you once!"

After returning to school, I asked Kosaka to take the students to the classroom first. I went to the staff office alone to invite Mr. Nakako to class. Mr. Nakako came to the classroom and saw all the students sitting neatly, I rubbed my eyes hard, and I couldn't believe it at all.

After taking a normal and strange class with a very complicated mood, Zhongxiao suddenly sighed in his heart. Since taking over Class G, this has been the most ideal class he has taught. Although some students couldn't help but doze off, some students were distracted from time to time, and some students stared at the blackboard with their eyes straight... However, the class was quite quiet, and everyone sat in their seats quietly, without fighting or deliberately interrupting the teacher's lecture. Zhongxiao was already very satisfied with this.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Zhongxiao packed up his textbook and said reluctantly: "Students, the get out of class is over!"

"Hu..." Almost all the students who were not asleep breathed a sigh of relief: the long and boring class was finally over.

Just as the classmates were thinking this way, they unexpectedly heard Zhongxiao's slightly excited voice still on the podium again: "Students, thank you very much for bringing me such a class. As a teacher, I feel very guilty if I can't teach you well. I know that it is not entirely your fault for poor grades. As your teacher, I also have an unshirkable responsibility. You may not understand much in this class today, but for me, it is a very important class. You have let me see the hope of Class G! I hope that the students can continue to work hard under the leadership of the class monitor in the future! Thank you!"

In the mute eyes of everyone, Zhongxiao bowed slightly and walked out of the classroom. The remaining students were at a loss. The fat man touched his nose uncomfortable and said with a smile: "This is the first time I have been praised by the teacher since I went to school! Although... how to say it, I really didn't understand a word of the lesson that the old man taught..."

A man behind rushed up and hooked his neck and joked, "What are you proud of? It's not just praise you, it's all of us! We all let him see the hope of Class G! You said right, Kosaka!"

Konosaka still had a stern face and looked at Murong who was cleaning up his textbook with a complicated look.

Next was lunch time. As usual, I heard the voices of Kikumaru and Ono before walking out of the classroom door. I couldn't help but curl up the corners of my mouth: "You guys are here!"

"Murong, what I brought today is a delicious egg bread rice meow!" Jumao raised the lunch box like a treasure.

"Mini is rice balls, fried eggs, and tempura!" Ono also picked up the lunch box and said.

Kikumaru stepped forward and grabbed my hand and left: "Let's go to the rooftop to have a meal today. Tezuka and Fuji and I will go together."

I stopped and pulled out my hand and said, "You guys go first, I will go to the principal's office first!"

"Go to the principal's office?" Ono turned around and said, "Murong, have you finally figured it out. Are you going to apply for transfer to another class?"

"It's not what you think. I have some trivial matters to discuss with the principal."

Kikumaru glanced into the classroom suspiciously: "Is it related to Class G?"

"Yeah!" I nodded, walked towards the office building, and turned back to them as I walked, saying, "You guys go first! Tell the squad leader and the others that I will arrive soon!"

"We understand, Murong, you have to come quickly!" Ono and Kikumaru looked at each other, turned around and went to the rooftop.

The principal said that he would try his best to meet my requirements, so the collective absenteeism of Class G was just incomplete.

When I arrived at the rooftop, everyone had already arrived! Everyone was eating and chatting. Of course, I still didn’t eat my own bento…

As freshmen enter the school, major clubs are eager to expand their club staff. The class leader, Buer, Gan and Kikumaru, have decided to join the tennis department, and Ono is also preparing to continue to join the drama club. I am the only one who has not decided which club to join.

I thought about it and said, "I'd better go to the Kendo Department!"

"Kendo?" Ono swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Why is Kendo? Don't you go to the drama club with me? We can also act in dramas like before!"

I picked up a fried egg and chewed it in my mouth.

"I just suddenly want to learn about kendo! I have been learning Chinese martial arts for so many years, so it is necessary to understand other schools!"

That being said, the idea of ​​learning kendo was the Japanese samurai sword that I took out from the warehouse two days ago. The blade flickered and there was a chill. When I held it in my hand, I could still feel its slight tremor. At that moment, the resonance from the sword made me realize that this was definitely a rare good knife! But the question is, how could this Japanese samurai sword be in my warehouse?

I have no idea about Japanese martial arts. Although I don’t care about the origin of the sword, I always have its reasons for it in my home. Therefore, I have the idea of ​​understanding Japanese kendo.

Anyway, joining a club or something is just a task given by the school. Since there is a Kendo Department, it will kill two birds with one stone!

But in Ono's opinion, this decision was not understood. Ono thought that it was okay to have tennis, but Murong wouldn't, and he was not interested. But Murong's drama was so good, so of course he should join the drama club. Why did he learn some kendo and have no beauty at all? However, joining a club is a personal hobby after all, and others can't control it. So although Ono was dissatisfied, he didn't say much.

However, I was reminded about the club at noon because I suddenly realized that no one in Class G seemed to have joined the club!

During the afternoon break, I asked this matter in Class G, but the answer was:

"Society? Is there something like this?"

"Our Class G is a club! Do you still need to join other clubs?"

"Is Class G a club a club? What kind of club is that? Fighting club or bad group?"

Then burst into laughter...

After laughing, Kosaka casually put her feet on the table: "The best students are the best students! People in our G class will not join any club!"

"Why? Even students in Class G have the right to join the club!" I asked in confusion.

"Power? Touch!" The fat man named Oda snorted disdainfully.

The little girl with dyed hair said casually while wearing brightly colored nail polish: "The power on the school's table is just good to say. Even if the people in our Class G really submit an application for admission, no club will pass it. Students with good grades know what it means to protect themselves and will not cause trouble for their clubs."

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Please? Are you guys?"

"That's right! For those top students who are held in the palm of the school, our G class is a trouble, a big trouble! Everyone wants to clear out our troubles, even those teachers!" Another girl continued.

I sneered: "Then I am also a student in Class G now, and I am also the class monitor of this cattle class! I want to see, who dares to say that the students in my class are in trouble? Humph!"

A cold snorted, and all the voices in the class were silent. Everyone stood there in disbelief, with the look and momentum, where was a good-looking and skillful special student? That kind of disdainful attitude, in the eyes of the bad students in Class G, he was simply a gangster boss!

I glanced at the group of people sitting beneath: "I will go to Mr. Zhongxiao to get the application form for admission to the department later. Each one will be given one and return it to me in three days! Listen, no one is allowed to throw it away, tear it off, and fill it all out carefully for me! Since the power is on the surface of fame, what reason do you have to not fight for it yourself? If any minister dares to refuse, let him pass the level of my squad leader in class G first!"

Seeing that everyone was stunned and no one was making a sound, I asked with a stern face: "Did you hear it clearly?"
Chapter completed!