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Chapter Thirteen Practical Lessons

Quiet classroom.

Hinata came early.

She is the teacher's favorite student and is known as other people's children.

Well-behaved and sensible, with excellent grades.

Although he is not as good as Neji among the Hyuga clan, he has surpassed 99% of his peers in school.

Hinata's fingers were twisted together, just like her heart.

She looked at Naruto's seat in a daze.

Recently, she sensed something was wrong.

Naruto seemed a little distant from her.

Hinata couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Did you make him feel disgusted?

How to do it?

No, you must ask him.

She made up her mind.

Naruto is her most important friend and she cannot lose him.

At this moment, she noticed another classmate walking in outside the door.

Subconsciously he raised his head, and his pure white eyes suddenly widened.

"Morning, Hinata."

Naruto smiled and greeted.

As bright as the sun.

This feeling... is back, all of it is back.

Hinata's face was slightly confused: "Good morning... Good morning, Naruto-kun."

She couldn't quite understand.

Today's Naruto seems completely different from yesterday's, more like the Naruto we first met.

Naruto didn't know what she was thinking.

Noticing her hesitant look, I couldn't help but smile, it was still the original recipe.

Paired with the soft and waxy voice, it always makes him want to do something.

"that……"

Hinata felt a little uneasy, why do she have such completely different feelings? Is it my misunderstanding, or does Naruto-kun have any objections to me?

She wanted to know.

"What's wrong?"

Naruto sat next to her, his head directly on the table, staring at Hinata.

It's really beautiful and delicious.

Well, baby fat cheeks are like two big meat buns.

"me……"

Being watched, Hinata felt helpless.

Her expression quickly changed.

Like clouds reflected in the morning sun.

"I... want to remind Naruto-kun that there is an assessment today."

In desperation, Hinata found a suitable reason and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, it seems to be a practical class."

Naruto recalled the memories brought by the shadow clone.

Naturally, the ninja's midterm test will not be a pure theoretical test like in the previous life.

It focuses on combat.

It is mainly used to test students' ninja skills and physical skills.

As for ninjutsu, it is not within the scope of the assessment.

Except for a few geniuses, it is impossible for students of this age to learn any ninjutsu.

Even the basic three body skills are very few.

"It's a two-by-two duel by drawing lots. I hope Naruto-kun and I won't be in the same group."

Hinata still didn't dare to look into his eyes and stared down at the ground.

Set the Flag at the beginning.

Naruto raised his head and looked at the newly walked in classmates.

Sasuke.

He put one hand in his pocket and sat down coolly.

There is no unnecessary action from beginning to end.

"Hinata practices soft fist, so I guess I'm no match for her."

Naruto didn't really want to be grouped with Hinata, he couldn't make a move.

Recently, he has made rapid progress under Kakashi's guidance. In a pure taijutsu battle, the only one who can beat him is probably Sasuke.

It's not that Hinata's physical skills are not good, on the contrary, they are very good.

He is naturally talented, and with Hinata Hiashi's dedicated teachings, he will definitely not be worse than him.

But her character prevents her from fully displaying her strength.

"No...nothing."

Hinata shook her head quickly, but she was a little excited in her heart.

Naruto-kun praised me again.

As the two people chatted for a moment, the empty seats in the classroom gradually filled up.

Iruka walked to the podium and said, "Everyone, follow me to the training ground."

Without much nonsense, he took the lead and left the classroom with a notebook.

Naruto said hello to Inuzuka Kiba and Aburame Shino.

Since he was attending class as a clone and because of his special status, he had not made any new friends in the past two months.

As for other students, they will basically not take the initiative to seek him out.

This is what is called a sense of atmosphere.

He was quite isolated at school.

Of course it doesn't mean that Shikamaru, Choji and others are too indifferent.

It's quite easy to become friends with them.

Iruka led 27 students to the school's training ground.

He glanced at it to make sure no one was missed, then formed a seal and channeled the seal scroll.

Bang.

A lottery box appeared in front of him.

"The rules are very simple. Whoever you draw will be your opponent. I will rate you and give you a ranking based on your performance."

Iruka smiled and said, "This ranking will eventually be distributed to your parents."

He is well aware of the weaknesses of these children under the age of seven.

Sure enough, even Sasuke, who usually didn't seem to care about anything, his eyes became sharp after hearing the words "parents".

He is eager to win and be recognized by his parents and brother.

But seeing Naruto's expression unchanged, Iruka couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He probably shouldn't blame a child who also lost his parents.

"Start now."

Iruka's expression became serious and he said, "Draw lots in order."

Ya who was standing at the front swaggered to the lottery box and said, "Let me see which unlucky guy it is, oh, Nara Shikamaru."

When Shikamaru heard his name, he had an expression on his face that said, "Why am I so wrong?"

"Teacher, can you abstain?"

He opened his salty eyes and said lazily.

"cannot!"

Iruka understands Shikamaru's character, but precisely because of his understanding, he feels that he hates iron but cannot make steel.

He obviously has a smart brain, but he never uses it.

Are you playing?

"Fine."

Shikamaru came on with a sigh.

Ya looked straight at him. The two of them could be considered friends. He bared his teeth and said with a grin, "Be careful."

I saw him with his hands and feet on the ground, like a large dog, rushing over.

Shikamaru felt his eyes blur, and the blue wind formed by chakra was right in front of him.

He subconsciously stretched out his arms.

A tearing sound.

Sleeve corners split.

But that's all.

Ya felt as if his claws were touching hard stone.

It should be chakra covering the skin.

Shikamaru currently does not master the secret technique passed down from his family.

The amount of chakra is similar to that of teeth, not much.

Yayan noticed that he quickly took out a shuriken from his ninja bag with his left hand.

He immediately retreated.

But the expected attack did not occur.

Shikamaru yelled, fell to the ground, covered his arms and said, "I'm injured, I admit defeat."

His face was full of bitterness and unwillingness.

It seems extremely reluctant to admit defeat.

Ya was dumbfounded and raised his finger to point at him: "You...you..."

Naruto couldn't help laughing.

Good guy, let’s crack down on match-fixing.

As expected of you, Shikamaru.

In the previous life, the income from this business would not have been tens of thousands.

Iruka reluctantly announced the result.

time flies.

Finally it was Naruto's turn.

He walked forward and said hello: "Teacher Iruka."

Iruka nodded, very satisfied with his attitude.

Naruto rubbed his hands.

Witness a miraculous moment.

He took out a small note from the lottery box and opened it with anticipation.

Finally, I can verify the results of my exercise during this period.

The next moment, his expression froze.

The note clearly said Hinata Hinata.

"..."

I am indeed African.

Ah, what a pain to comprehend.


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