The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Ten tutors came forward to draw lots, but Ning Xi was too lazy to squeeze in with them. To her, it didn't matter which classroom on which floor she was in.

After the nine people in front finished drawing, she stepped forward to get the last lot.

It says Classroom 11 on the 11th floor.

The entire teaching building has eleven floors, and there is only one classroom on each floor.

Each classroom is equipped with a workshop, material room, test room, etc., which is relatively complete.

Xiang Qinghua drew the third floor. Other teachers drew floors that corresponded to their classes, and some that did not correspond to their classes.

In Ning Xi's opinion, there is something wrong. He can't just choose the class according to the floor. It seems that Xiang Qinghua prefers formalism, which can be used in the future.

Xiang Qinghua saw that Ning Xi had reached the 11th floor and the smile on her face became a little brighter. "Okay, now is the time for the instructor and students to get familiar with each other and communicate."

"Each tutor will take your students into the chosen classroom for class. You will have your own schedule in the afternoon. Classes will officially start according to the class schedule starting tomorrow."

After the semester started, Ning Xi took her ten students into the elevator and went directly to the top floor.

She still prefers being on the top floor. She can stand high and see far away. There is no one on top, so they can do whatever they want.

The class had been cleaned before and it was very bright and clean.

The front is the teaching room, and next to it are the work rooms.

Ning Xi led ten people into the teaching room with a smile on her face: "You can choose a seat and sit down."

There are twenty sets of seats in the classroom, and the school has almost estimated them.

"Yes!" The ten people walked in and each found a place to sit down.

When Ning Xi stepped onto the podium, she didn't want to give any false encouragement like Xiang Qinghua did.

"I believe everyone has already understood my situation. I am at the peak of my cultivation, I have no military rank, I am a third-level talisman master, and I have no teaching experience. Now I can give you a chance to regret it."

"If you want to leave now, I will help you explain the situation to the dean and then insert yourself into other classes."

She raised her bracelet and looked at it, "In one minute, anyone who regrets choosing me can stand up and walk to the door to start!"

Everyone present looked at each other in shock. They really didn't expect that instructor Ning Xi would come like this in the first place.

But since everyone had chosen this class, it was actually too late to regret it now, so when the minute was up, no one got up and left.

Ning Xi put down her hand and said with a smile: "Very good. Regardless of whether you regret it or not, at least you have confirmed your choice. As the one chosen by you, I will not let you down."

"If I talk too much about how I can take you to the top of your life, it's all false. I believe you won't believe it, so let's work hard together in the next time to prove it!"

She paused and said, "My request to you is very simple. Just don't hold me and others back."

"We don't necessarily have to have godly teammates, but we refuse to have pig teammates."

"You have become a unit and can compete rationally, but you refuse to engage in intrigues and intrigues in private. If I find out, then you will have no choice but to ask him to leave. Can you all do this?"

"Yes!" The ten people present smiled and said one after another.

Instructor Ning Xi's opening was completely different from what they had imagined, and it was also very different from their former teacher's style.

But they quite like it, at least they feel more relaxed, and they don't like the intrigue environment.