The jeers from the people around him became louder and louder, and even some people began to chime in, saying that Zhou Weiguo was overestimating his abilities.
Several of them spat on the ground in disgust, crossed their arms and looked at Zhou Weiguo provocatively.
Zhou Weiguo didn't care about the words and actions of these people. What he cared about was the other three people and Takeshita Jun in front of him.
Obviously, these people have seen the cause and effect relationship. If I were really chased out by this group of people today, I am afraid that some of the officers and instructors here would have to pack up and leave tomorrow.
"Takeshita-kun, I think you understand the relationship between this." Zhou Weiguo raised his hand slightly and pointed at the other people who were not involved one by one with a smile; "You three also understand it, right?"
Although the three of them did not speak, they looked back at him, clearly telling Zhou Weiguo that these three people knew.
You slapped me in the face on the first day. I can still let you go. If you slap me in the face, that’s not a slap in my face, it’s a slap in the face of my country. It’s okay to slap me in the face, but to slap me in the face.
I will never tolerate it if it is the face of the country.
"I'll give the three of you five minutes to deal with this idiot, let him apologize to me, and forget about it." Zhou Weiguo thought of this and put the book on the desk and stood up.
After tidying up his clothes, he motioned to Takeshita Jun to go out with him.
When he reached the door, he stopped and looked back at the group of mocking people and the three people with green faces and said with a smile, "If this idiot doesn't come to apologize to me in five minutes, I think you should understand."
what happened?"
"Why does he hate me so much? Do I have a grudge against him?" Zhou Weiguo walked to a bench not far from the classroom door and sat down on a bench not far from the classroom door, and asked Takeshita Jun next to him in confusion.
Zhou Weiguo has never understood why this short winter melon Fujino has such hatred for him. Just now he looked at it and found that he did not simply come to provoke him, but came with hatred.
Takeshita Jun looked at Zhou Weiguo with an apologetic look; "I don't have any grudge against you, but I have transferred my hatred to you." Seeing Zhou Weiguo's confused eyes, Takeshita Jun seemed to be recalling something and then added in deep thought; "Last time with your country, I
During the conflict in Shanghai, his uncle Fujino, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, was killed, and his body was burned in his own home."
Enemies meet on a narrow road. This is not a transfer of hatred. This is what I did. I didn't expect that I would meet Fujino's relatives under such circumstances.
This is...what a misfortune.
"I understand, after all, it's normal to have some resentment towards me after the death of a relative." Zhou Weiguo abandoned the matter magnanimously and raised his hand to change the subject to the classroom.
Compared to this idiot, he was more concerned about the other three people. Those three were the powerful characters, and by the way, there was also Takeshita Jun in front of him.
The thin man with an oval face, 1.6 meters tall, and a typical Japanese military mustache at the corner of his mouth is called Hashimoto Ichiro. The man with a Chinese character face who looks a bit elegant is called Tanaka Jiro. The other one who is slightly fatter is Nakamura. Regardless of the grades of these three people, they are in the class and
In the infantry department, they can all be among the best.
Especially Ichiro Hashimoto, he has clear thinking, calmness in situations, and vicious attacks. As Shun Takeshita introduced from the side, Zhou Weiguo licked his chapped lips and thought to himself that he must kill Ichiro Hashimoto. As for the other two years, it was enough.
Send them to hell one by one.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. Although they are vicious, they also understand that the relationship between us is currently easing, and they will not come to do anything to Mr. Zhou." Seeing Zhou Weiguo's frown, Takeshita Jun thought he was worried that those people would come back to find him.
He retaliated and quickly gave an explanation.
But what he didn't expect was that Zhou Weiguo was thinking about how to kill these people.
Such a person is formidable. He knows how to be patient and consider the overall situation and knows what decisions are beneficial to him.
"I don't want to have any trouble with anyone." Zhou Weiguo added with a smile.
While the two were chatting, a figure appeared at the door of the classroom. Not only was his nose and face swollen, but there was blood on the corner of his mouth.
As expected, he was ruthless. When Zhou Weiguo saw Fujino, he narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a hint of murderous intent.
This person who can attack his own people will be a danger if he goes to his own country in the future.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn't have laughed at you." The resentment and insincere apology in Fujino's eyes made Zhou Weiguo take out a handkerchief from his pocket and hand it over to apologize; "I
I just want them to talk about you and let you have a strong relationship. Don't affect the friendly relationship between us. Why did they beat you?"
Zhou Weiguo tilted his neck and looked inside, confused and tentatively asked, "Who hit you?"
Fujino was angry when he asked, "I will not let this bastard Hashimoto Ichiro go."
Fujino's resentful attitude and vow made Zhou Weiguo narrow his eyes slightly and look at Hashimoto, who was leaning against the door of the classroom with his arms folded and looking at him provocatively.
For a moment, he looked back at Fujino, who was still resentful and insulting, and thought to himself.
I don't know whether you will let him go, but I will not let him go.
No one wants to make this matter a big deal, as if it never happened.
Everything returned to normal. What Zhou Weiguo did every day was just to sit in this classroom with everyone and listen to lectures with his books in his arms.
When he came here, he thought that he couldn't be called a poor student here, but he also didn't want to be too top-notch, too top-notch, and easy to be followed. What this group of people want is a mediocre international student, not someone who surpasses them.
International students.
Zhou Weiguo could see this clearly. Even Takeshita Jun, who was in the same dormitory with him, kept some secrets when explaining the problem to him. Of course, it was limited to the courses. He had no idea about learning kendo from him.
No reservations at all.
I know how to capture and kill, but I really don't understand the art of swordsmanship. I use my strengths to make up for my weaknesses. If I encounter a master of swordsmanship on the battlefield in the future, at least I can deal with it calmly.
I never mean to look down on swordsmanship. Anything passed down must have a reason.
However, he was not interested at all in the non-commissioned officer school's curriculum, which was almost a copy of the British curriculum and mixed with some of their own things.
Not to mention this, even the current courses at the Berlin Military Academy may not be of interest to me. What Bi Zeng studied on his own was a fusion of the best parts of each party.
I can attend classes on time every day, but what I have to show is that my ability is limited and I cannot absorb such excellent courses as yours. I study hard, but I can only reach a middle-to-lower level.
I will use my disguise to fulfill your high profile, and when the final exam comes, I will let you see how powerful I am.
Zhou Weiguo had already decided in a few days what he was doing here and what he was doing.
The mechanical study made Zhou Weiguo very depressed. What he looked forward to most was the weekend, which was the most relaxing time.
Today's weekend is definitely the most satisfying and will be the busiest for Zhou Weiguo.
At least, he was humming a little tune all the way, causing Jun Takeshita beside him to narrow his eyes slightly and ask in confusion: "You, you look very happy today."
