"Although I know you don't want to hear it, I still have to explain …"

In the office, Guan Yiqing's future homeroom teacher, Aizawa, slumped lazily on the spacious office chair with a few A4 papers in his hand.

"Xiong Ying High School's hero course has a competitive rate of more than 300 students every year. Excluding the four guaranteed spots, the number of students who pass the entrance exam is 36. There are 18 students in one class, and there are two classes in total …"

"Hey, hey, hey, listen to me seriously!"

Guan Yiqing was still in a daze. "Yes!" Ichiqing replied.

"Due to your special situation, the school has decided to temporarily let you enter 1A, which is my class.

The school will take care of the necessary procedures and documents for you, so don't worry. "

"I understand."

"Now, follow me to the classroom."

Then, Guan Yiqing watched as Aizawa pulled out a yellow sleeping bag out of nowhere and slowly … snuck into it.

You … you can be considered a winner in life.

The classroom door was open, and the cheerful and excited voices of girls echoed in the corridor.

"Will there only be a school opening ceremony or an in-school introduction today?"

Guan Yiqing smiled playfully.

No girl, Xiongying never plays by the rules.

"I wonder what kind of people the teachers are?"

Then, he looked at Aizawa who was lying on the floor without the burden of an idol …

"Pfft."

"If you want to play and find friends, go somewhere else.

This is the hero course … "

Aizawa Sensei unzipped his jacket and reached out with a bag of jelly in his hand. He brought it to his mouth and sucked on it.

Then, ignoring the shocked eyes of the students, he stood up, got out of the sleeping bag, and threw the latter aside.

"Okay, it took 8 seconds to calm down … Time is limited, you guys are so unreasonable …"

"I am your homeroom teacher, Aizawa, please take care of me.

And … "

Aizawa Sensei made way for Guan Yiqing, who was behind him, and pointed at a direction.

"This guy is a specially enrolled student. In the future, there will be 21 students in our class."

The class was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of exclamations.

"Huh???"

"The specially recruited student with a total score of 110 points?"

"What?

Isn't the first place Bombastic with 77 points? "

"The special enrollment student is on the last line of the report card …"

"What's his name again … He's actually in our class!"

"That's for sure!

We are the 1A team … "

…

Guan Yiqing was all smiles as he looked at the three familiar faces in front of him. He nodded his head lightly.

"Alright, be quiet."

Aizawa -sensei turned around and rolled her eyes at Guan Yiqing, then impatiently took out a set of sportswear.

"Since everyone is so interested in you, why don't you introduce yourself?

When it's over, everyone put on this and come to the field. "

With that, she turned around and walked away, leaving Guan Yiqing and a group of dumbfounded students looking at each other.

Guan Yiqing walked past the three students in front of him and walked up to the podium. Everyone's eyes followed him to the podium.

The eyes of the big shots.

"Ahem … I'm Guan Yiqing. Gender: male. Hobbies: male. I'm a pure one. Ideal type is … Never mind, I like anyone who looks good. I'm not picky."

He was … serious.

Big … square.

Very … upright.

？？？

"Alright, if there's nothing else, get ready for physical education."

Gone … gone???

Weren't … the big shots this year so outstanding??

The 1A students silently lowered their jaws.

"Men's locker room."

Guan Yiqing folded his uniform and put it in the locker. He then changed into the fitted sportswear and picked up his newly bought blank notebook. He was elated.

See, this is what a school uniform is.

Just like the one in No.1 Middle School, it was so wide that it was hard to tell the gender. It was airtight in summer and not warm in winter. It was only convenient for hiding snacks.

Tsk tsk tsk, bad review.

Luckily he didn't go to No.1 Middle School.

"Erm …"

"Hmm?"

Guan Yiqing closed the locker door and turned to see the green-haired youngster twisting his fingers.

"Erm … Guan Yiqing … classmate, I … I couldn't contact you before, so I didn't get to thank you in person …"

"Ah … sorry, I didn't expect you to care so much."

Guan Yiqing smiled as he used his free hand to rub the youngster's hair.

"I didn't care at all at that time. After all, you definitely know how to Xiongying, so we'll definitely meet again."

"Also, you should know that 'Guan Yiqing' is a Chinese pronunciation right? It sounds weird, so you can just call me 'Qing (Ao)'."

The youngster's focus was still on the sentence 'you definitely know how to Xiongying'. He didn't hear what the other party said after that.

Guan Yiqing felt that it was very interesting to see him like this, but he had to remind him that it was time to gather. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by an angry voice.

"Hey, don't block the way, you bastard."

Ah … this tone … it's strangely familiar …

Guan Yiqing turned to the side in a good mood and was caught off guard by a beautiful milky gold. He apologized and didn't take this small friction to heart.

"And you, Kujiu, don't get too carried away."

Ah, I remember now. Isn't it the youngster one seat away from me during the entrance test?

Speaking of which … Kujiu is …

"Green Valley … Dehisa?"

"Yes …"

The green-haired youngster scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Actually, 'Kujiu' is Little Sheng, he …"

It's a derogatory term, it's definitely a derogatory term!!

"Ah, let's not talk about this first. Should we … go to the field?"

Seeing that there were only the two of them in the locker room, Guan Yiqing couldn't help but remind them.

"Eh … eh???"

"Field"

"Personality control test!?"

Ichiqing saw through everything: See, I told you that Xiongying doesn't play by the rules.

"What about the entrance ceremony?

What about the school introduction? "

Don't even think about it.

"If you want to be a hero, you don't have time to participate in those leisurely activities."