At this moment, these three people looked at Lu Ze with complicated eyes.
Four years is a long time, and Lu Ze left them far behind at the starting line with his gorgeous back.
Will you always live in Lu Ze's back in your college career, or will you surpass him?
There was both dissatisfaction and admiration in the eyes of the three people. The mixture of various thoughts formed their complicated hearts.
No one had the desire to speak, which directly led to the eerie silence in the small classroom.
Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Lu Ze walked leisurely to the back of the classroom, pulled out a chair and sat next to Yan Zhang, and asked casually: "What is the first class?"
The dark-skinned Yan Zhang raised his head, stared at Lu Ze for a long time, and said, "General history of the battle."
Lu Ze nodded and said calmly: "Researcher Luo Wan has given you permission, so you don't need to go to the ordinary training ground in the morning."
He actually revealed Yan Zhan's whereabouts with one word. The latter was not surprised by this. Instead, he thought carefully for a few seconds and then nodded and said yes.
Gao Yue and Wang Xinxing also sat over and greeted Yan Zhang one after another.
The people in dormitory 214 sat side by side at the end, but Yan Zhang said nothing except responding to Lu Ze's first sentence.
The time pointed to 8:30, and a middle-aged man carrying an enamel tea cup walked in.
The three-quarter hairstyle, round-framed glasses, and plain shirt and trousers make you feel like you are watching a period TV series.
"I am the main lecturer of General History of Combat, Wang Yongzheng, associate professor of Hurricane College."
The middle-aged man pushed up the frame of the mirror. When he said the first half of the sentence, no one responded. After he said the last sentence, there was already a lot of discussion on the scene.
Associate Professor!
Such a simple guy is actually an associate professor at Hurricane College!
"Hurricane Academy has always been known for its rigorous academic style. My requirements are very strict. Although I can't teach you how to fight, I can let you know how to do it when facing unfamiliar battles."
Professor Wang Yongzheng's voice is very calm and full of energy.
"So I hope you can study hard. In this course, 5 points will be deducted for one absence from the final exam, and 5 points will be deducted for three absences in the final exam. No one will be exempted. Do you have any comments?"
The faces of the guys who were looking forward to college life were immediately filled with disappointment.
"No."
Everyone responded feebly.
"Very good, the course has begun. The first lesson, my topic is called "Those Dead War Kings"."
Wang Yongzheng ignored the group of freshmen, did not ask everyone to introduce themselves, and started teaching directly.
The tone was still so plain, but the content was like dropping a depth bomb, waking people up instantly.
His attention was attracted so inadvertently.
Wang Yongzheng is like an emotionless robot. His words are straightforward, but his content is exciting and people listen attentively.
Yan Shan's eyes are brighter than anyone else's.
This was the best lecture he had ever received. He was like a sponge absorbing all the useful knowledge.
In the eyes of others, he is a lone wolf and reckless man who takes violence to the extreme.
But in the eyes of 214 other people, Yan Zhang is a representative of diligence and hard work.
Lu Ze listened with great interest. From his perspective, this associate professor named Wang Yongzheng was very capable in his lectures, and his understanding of the general history of combat was astonishing.
Even Lu Ze felt this way, let alone others.
The classroom gradually became quiet, and all the students' eyes fell on the podium.
They didn't know that at the same time, there were more than 20 battle general history classes held in this teaching building, but only Wang Yongzheng had the title of associate professor.
As much as others despise the "cannon fodder", the Hurricane Academy takes it seriously.
From now on, these seeds of the future Yanhuang Army have been growing quietly under the care of many big bosses.
As a top college, once classes start at Hurricane College, the requirements for students and the tightness of the course schedule are beyond ordinary people's imagination.
In the teaching building where freshmen are taught, throughout the whole morning, from the noise in the early morning to the quiet later, and then to the discussion at the end of class, a distinct time node characteristic was formed.
…
As a newly established major, the course of combat order reserve is obviously different from that of ordinary students.
The general history of combat course ended, and Wang Yongzheng left with a tea cup expressionless.
The second class is a mechanical tool practical class.
While everyone was still wondering why the classroom remained unchanged, the entire classroom began to rise.
On the huge rooftop platform, bubble light covers thousands of square meters.
A black mecha was placed in front, and beside it were various Yanhuang Army standard equipment.
A burly man wearing combat uniform and military boots climbed over the mecha and fell down.
"My name is Xie Zhe."
"What you are dealing with is the most advanced equipment in the entire academy. I will teach you to become familiar with this equipment in the shortest possible time."
Lu Ze, who was at the back of the crowd, said nothing and participated in the entire equipment familiarization process with everyone.
Top-notch VII generation Antarctic engineering vehicle, auxiliary central control equipment, nano protective face shield, polymeric light explosion mortar...
These high-end gadgets are rare even in the Yanhuang Army, so even Che Yunhu, Qiu Hetu, Shao Yixiu and others with good backgrounds completely turned into fans after being reserved for less than three minutes.
The third class, firearms class.
The lecturer turned out to be a tall and round female instructor. Her burly body measurements made Che Yunhu, the strongest person in the class, change his face when he saw her.
…
The morning class ended, everyone had a hasty meal, rested for less than 30 minutes, and then quickly continued the afternoon class.
Lesson 4: Biology of Behemoths.
The huge frame makes people look up in shock.
Compact time, high-level teaching, and ultra-highly compressed teaching content.
After only four classes, the freshmen have already had the most intuitive impression of the teaching at Hurricane College.
If there were still many people who thought they were geniuses who had a relaxed and indifferent view at the beginning, now everyone has put away their pride and started to listen to the lectures carefully.
Only then can everyone feel that this is really a holy place for students and one of the four top colleges.
And they...
We are really living in an era of red mist changes, and we are really facing a life and death crisis that can come at any time.
The names of rows of dead war kings were printed in everyone's minds.
The figures represented by those names were once proud of their peers and dominated the world.
"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat!"
"You will find how difficult it is to live in this troubled world."
The lecturers' words were very resonant.
When the fourth class ended, not only the combat reserve officers, but the students from other departments also had solemn expressions.
"The fifth class, the practical class, we are going to the training ground."
"I can finally stretch my muscles."
This is one of the few pieces of good news. The combat reserve trainees with extremely strong combat capabilities have long wanted to vent their anger.
"Hey, brother Ze, aren't you coming?"
"Well, you go first."
Lu Ze, who was carrying his backpack, smiled and waved his hands, and walked in the opposite direction under the puzzled eyes of Gao Yue and others.
Just when Gao Yue was about to watch Lu Ze leave the corridor, Lu Ze suddenly turned around, opened a door next to him and walked in.
【locker room】?
WOC, what's going on!
Gao Yue looked at Wang Xinxing with a confused expression, and the latter was also in disbelief.