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    "I thought you were going to do something. That''s what you did."


    Wuchou reaches out to pick up the baseball thrown by the other party and throws it back again.


    "I''m sorry to let you practice with me, but I think only you can play baseball in our class."


    Sugano, a student of class E for three years, used to be a baseball pitcher. His grades fell because he was robbed of the position of ACE pitcher.


    "Although I can, I don''t want to beat you. Although I''m not good at this sport, my physical ability is too much better than you. You can''t beat me at all."


    Wuchou threw the ball again. He didn''t know what the other party was thinking and how to practice with himself for no reason.


    "I''m sorry, but I want to use my technology to assassinate the teacher."


    Assassinate with a ball?


    Wuchou looks at the other party with the eyes of an idiot and wonders what the other party can do.


    "Anyway, you''ll know later."


    Sugano came to a grass bush with worry free. He saw a figure with blue hair and green hair. He squatted here together. He didn''t know what he was peeking at.


    "Maoye, Chaotian, what are you doing here?"


    Wuchou knows that these three people will basically act together, so this seems to be an assassination plan to deal with the killing of the teacher.


    "Sugano, look."


    They didn''t answer the worry free question, but pointed to the figure not far away.


    In their direction, I saw the teacher sitting on the beach chair, quietly looking at his magazine, as if he hadn''t paid attention to their actions at all.


    However, wuchou can see that killing teachers has actually seen them and wants to know how they intend to assassinate themselves.


    "Hee hee, you see, next I''ll use this ball to assassinate the teacher."


    I saw the baseball in sugano''s hand. There were bb bullets outside. As long as you can contact and kill the teacher, you can beat him at one time.


    Although wuchou knew that the assassination would fail, wuchou didn''t care, so he continued to watch.


    "Here we are."


    Looking at Shanye''s action, wuchou knows the result, although he already knows it before he takes action.


    The speed is too slow to kill the teacher.


    But sometimes there are other ways.


    A flash of eye makeup, at a speed that none of the three could see, wuchou caught the ball thrown by sugano again and threw it to kill the teacher again.


    "Wow!"


    Killing the teacher naturally saw wuchou''s action, because he didn''t know what tricks wuchou was doing, so the whole person directly avoided and came to the distance.


    "A fool killing a teacher is just kidding."


    Although the eye makeup is retained for a moment, someone with thin eyes still sees the change without worry.


    "Is there really no way?"


    Sugano naturally knows it won''t work, but he still tries this method with luck.


    "Sugano, your ball speed is very slow."


    "Ah?"


    Sugano looked at wuchou with surprised eyes.


    "What, although you are not an ordinary person, can you see the difference between me and an ordinary pitcher?"


    "Yes, my ball is very slow, so I brush it off."


    Speaking of this, sugano was suddenly a little lost.


    "But the speed is very slow. Isn''t there many ways for you to make up for it?"


    Sugano looked at wuchou and didn''t know what wuchou wanted to say.


    "If the speed is not good, try the fancy. If the other party can''t guess where your ball is going to be lost, it won''t be hit by the other party."


    Although it''s useless for yourself.


    "Fancy?"


    Sugano looked at his right hand and said.


    "Can I do it?"


    "Naturally, the point is not to deny, but to be willing to work hard for this goal. Only in this way can it be possible."


    At least, wuchou has finished his words. Whether he can succeed depends on himself.


    "Well, the assassination is over and I''m gone."


    Soon after wuchou left, Mr. Sha also came to Shanye''s classmate. What he said was naturally similar to wuchou.


    "Why don''t you try something else?"


    "What are you talking about? I don''t understand."


    Wuchou didn''t turn his head. He knew exactly what the man behind him said.


    "You clearly have other ways, not fancy skills, but a more powerful way to strengthen your physical ability to turn ordinary people into Superman."


    "I don''t know anything, classmate Maoye, and I hope you don''t get close to me in the future. She cares very much."


    Care?


    Mao Ye naturally knows who wuchou is talking about.


    "Since you don''t want me to get close to you, tell me that way, the way to become stronger."


    It seems that as long as he is alone with himself, Mao Ye has become another person. He looks like a hidden killer.


    "Classmate Mao ye, I said, you can''t do this, so give up and ask me for help. It''s better to think of other ways to assassinate the teacher."


    Before wuchou could walk away, Mao ye came again and stopped himself with open hands.


    "How on earth do you want to teach me what you want?"


    Snap


    Wuchou patted the other party''s head and said.


    "I don''t need anything. Don''t pester me alone in the future. Xiao Xi will be angry."


    This time, wuchou didn''t stop, and the other party didn''t continue to stop himself.


    after school


    Wuchou is preparing to go home. He sees sugano alone on a wall, constantly contacting and pitching, and the posture and technique are completely different from what he saw this morning.


    "How''s it going, worry free classmate."


    Teacher Sha appears beside wuchou and looks at sugano who has been working hard not far away with wuchou.


    "Youth is a really precious thing. The figure of moving forward for dreams is even more dazzling."


    "You should say that ordinary people who work hard for their dreams are dazzling."


    "Hee hee, the teacher also hopes that you can work hard for your dreams like sugano. Maybe your light may be more dazzling and inspiring than others."


    Forward light?


    Wuchou looked at the figure who worked hard under the sunset and always felt a little envious.


    "Don''t you also have your own direction?"


    "Me too?"


    Worry free naturally exists, but not in this world. Worry free even doesn''t know what the purpose of coming to this world is.


    "It''s normal to be confused about the future, but isn''t it more interesting to move forward bravely without fear of the fog in front of you?"


    This is, are you encouraging yourself?


    The octopus also told wuchou in his own way that he had been paying attention to all his classmates.


    "Kill the teacher, although I don''t know what your purpose is, I will work hard, at least, in my own direction."


    Looking at the figure of wuchou leaving, the teacher knew that he had succeeded this time.


    "Come on, young soldier."