Elf: My Ninja Frog can fly Thunder God

"Okay, okay, the teacher didn't let them off. Lin Haoran is just too strong."

"Don't target Lin Haoran anymore. He is a real talent."

"You can be in the same class. This is your fate and opportunity. Maybe many years later, you will be very lucky to be in the same class with Lin Haoran."

Zhang Xue interrupted these people and said to the male students with a serious face,

Zhang Xue didn't want her students to quarrel.

She hoped that her class could live in harmony and be a united family.

And Zhang Xue felt that

the male students were targeting Lin Haoran. Lin Haoran would definitely become the pillar of China in the future.

They were destined to be in the same class with Lin Haoran.

This is a great fate and honor.

They should cherish it.

When the male students heard Zhang Xue's words, they were stunned. Looking at Lin Haoran, a wave of waves rose in their hearts.

In fact, they also felt deep down that Lin Haoran would be a great man in the future.

But in their youth,

Who doesn’t have a competitive spirit?! ?

They just didn’t accept it.

They were admitted to Tsinghua Elf University, and they must be the pride of the land.

But when they came here, Lin Haoran was the only one who overshadowed them. They were dull and unimpressed.

It was inevitable that they would feel jealous and unhappy.

Now that Zhang Xue said this, everyone suddenly showed a trace of guilt.

Suddenly they woke up.

Yes! !

Since this is a fact that cannot be changed, why do they still hold on to it?! ?

Why not face it and accept it?! ?

Maybe Lin Haoran will become a great figure in the future, and they can still pretend to be cool and say to others:

"Hehe... Lin Haoran is my classmate."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the envy of countless people.

This feeling seems to be good, right?! ?

A trace of shame appeared in the hearts of the male students. They looked at each other and then said to Lin Haoran:

"I'm sorry... Lin Haoran, it's all our fault. We shouldn't isolate you."

"Yes, yes, we are judging others by our own standards. I'm sorry, Lin Haoran."

"We won't do this again in the future..."

"Yes, we are classmates, good classmates!!"

"Please give me more advice... Lin Haoran."

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As they talked, a smile appeared on their faces.

They said to Lin Haoran sincerely,

They found that after saying these words,

they felt more relaxed and not as negative as before.

Lin Haoran heard this and said to everyone with a smile:

"It's okay, it's okay... I didn't take it to heart."

"I still have to apologize to you. What I said in the game just now was a bit heavy."

"I hope you don't mind........."

The male students said they didn't mind,

and everyone laughed.

Zhang Xue also showed a happy smile on her face.

Looking at Lin Haoran's still somewhat immature face, a blush appeared on both sides of her cheeks again.

I don't know what she was thinking.

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Soon, time passed quietly like a white horse entering reed flowers.

Unconsciously,

the university has been in class for a week.

Lin Haoran has a lot of courses this week, including theoretical knowledge, combat knowledge, secret realm knowledge, etc.

Of course, there is also the students' favorite Pokémon practical class.

The one who taught Lin Haoran and his Pokémon practical class was a middle-aged man about 45 years old.

His name is: Dong Huang.

A king-level Pokémon trainer!!

He has a beard all over his face, is a little unkempt, and is dressed very casually.

Like an ordinary migrant worker, but his eyes are very deep, and he doesn't look that simple.

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At the elf training ground,

All the students from the first and second elf combat classes are here,

because their elf combat classes are combined and taught by Dong Huang.

Dong Huang is wearing simple clothes, with long curly hair and a full beard.

He glanced at the students with his deep eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Haoran.

After a slight pause for a second, he finally said:

"Classmates.........Hello everyone!!"

"My name is Dong Huang, and I will be your teacher of the elf combat class from now on.""You can call me Teacher Dong."

Dong Huang's voice is very magnetic, a typical uncle voice,

but his tone is very cold,

as if there is no passion.

But the students were not frustrated by Dong Huang's coldness, and they looked at Dong Huang with a passionate face,

as if they were looking at some celebrity,

the students in Class 1 and Class 2 were talking about it:

"Fuck.........he is Dong Huang!?"

"Awesome, awesome, I actually saw him in person."

"What are you talking about...this sloppy uncle is very famous!?"

"Fuck...brother, you don't know him!?"

"What's the matter, why should I know him!?"

"He was one of the top ten kings in the last session, but for some reason, he didn't appear in the last king challenge. If he had not participated, he would have won the title of the strongest king. "

"Fuck... so awesome! ? "

"What do you think? Besides, he was only in his 30s at that time, and he was already the strongest king. Now 10 years have passed, and his strength is unfathomable."

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Some classmates looked at Dong Huang with a cold expression with fiery admiration, as if they were looking at an idol.

Hearing these people's explanations,

other classmates who didn't know Dong Huang showed a hint of surprise.

I didn't expect such a sloppy uncle to have been the strongest king!?

This is a bit outrageous, and it is completely inconsistent with the high-ranking king in their impression.

Lin Haoran heard the words and looked at Dong Huang, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Interesting... It seems that old man Zhao's school is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons."

Lin Haoran's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a hint of smile.

"Okay... everyone, be quiet."

Dong Huang glanced at everyone calmly,

and spoke again.

Everyone immediately stopped talking and

looked at Dong Huang.

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