People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 7

The setting sun is lazily pouring into the room through the doors and windows, thousands of hands are holding white chalk on the blackboard, and the sound of hard writing echoes in the classroom.

Sitting upright in his seat, Lu Sheng raised his head and looked up at the blackboard full of words about Kunai and shuriken throwing skills.

The part where it is pinched and the angle of launch are all drawn in detail. The lifelike board painting has to make people admire secretly.

The painting is still going on.

Lu Sheng recalled that when he introduced himself just now, there were no members of the Qianshou clan among the names he wrote down.

A bold idea rose from the bottom of his heart. Could it be said that except for the families with names and surnames, everyone could be a member of the Qianshou clan?

But very possible.

Is it possible that the Thousand Hands Clan hidden in Konoha started from now?
Lu Sheng stared at the background of the person on the podium seriously, and felt more and more that it was true. It is not surprising that he would do such a thing with his personality.

The Qianshou family has no distinctive features. After the surname is hidden, the appearance of Qianshou standing in the crowd is completely indistinguishable.

Unlike Uchiha and Hinata.

A person who looks at people with white eyes all the time and is prone to red eyes when he is anxious.

"Shh."

The chalk whirled rapidly in the air, and a white shadow passed Lu Sheng's line of sight and flew straight behind him.

"Well."

A sleepy sound full of pain sounded from the side by the window.

Under the round lenses, Mitomonyan stared in shock, at the slowly rolling chalk on the table, quietly tapped his deskmate with the end of the pen.

Zhuanxiaochun, who was wearing an orange vest, stood up embarrassingly, hurriedly picked up the chalk in his hand and put it on the podium, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I was too excited yesterday and didn't sleep well."

Qian Shou Feijian nodded and signaled to return to his seat and sit down. After a small disturbance, the lecture began.

He can understand the state of children, but he can't accept it. He has prepared the lesson plans so hard, and no one is allowed to sleep.

Time passed quietly with the sound of serious lectures between the doors.

Lu Sheng's notebook is full of records, and for nothing else, he is working hard on the vivid muscles and joints on the blackboard, and he can't let go of a single detail.

What's more, Quan Nai was compromised by this trick.

At the beginning of the school's initial establishment, there were no rules and regulations. After the explanation, Qianshou Feijian took them to the playground to test the teaching results.

The noise of the mighty students walking in the corridor attracted the attention of the teachers in the office, and they all stood around the windows and looked at the situation in the training ground.

Lu Sheng was named as the first to step forward, holding Kunai tightly, and the Uchiha throwing method combined with the newly learned skills.

"dong dong dong"

On the wooden target, Kunai was firmly inserted in the middle.

Qianshou Feijian nodded, looked away, and gave him an excellent evaluation on paper.

Lu Sheng turned around and walked towards the team, most of the places he looked at were very indifferent, only a few pupils moved slightly.

The next throwing training.

This further confirmed his conjecture.

Thousands of hands.

No.

It should be the children of the former Qianshou clan hiding in the class.

After Kunai throws, it's shuriken training.

After a rotation, the throwing class in the morning is over.

Unfortunately, the school didn't serve lunch at noon, so they had no choice but to scatter and go back to their respective homes.

On the way to the clan land, Lu Sheng talked about his discovery, and Zhili and Jing expressed the same doubts.

"Maybe the Thousand Hands Clan has been disbanded? Huh!!"

Jing's eyes were wide open, and he clasped his hands covering his mouth with ten fingers.

"call."

Shaking the sore hand arthroscopic face flushed, chest heaving violently.

"Shhh! Keep your voice down." Lu Sheng looked around, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw no one, and continued: "These are just speculations, but they are very likely to be true."

"But why did the Senshou Clan disband?" Kagami's face was full of doubts, and he was very puzzled. The family that had been entangled with Uchiha for so many years suddenly disbanded, which was really hard for him to imagine.

"What is one of the basic conditions of a ninja?" Jiri asked softly as if thinking of something.

"It's confidential."

Jing answered honestly, as if studying ethnology.

Jiri was quite satisfied with his attitude, and said after thinking: "The village was jointly proposed by Uchiha and Senju. With the joining of various ninja clans, a small group will inevitably be formed in the village. I think this is the Senju clan. One of the reasons for the disbandment."

"What do you think, Lu Sheng?"

Regarding the question of the girl beside him, Lu Sheng stopped in his tracks. He didn't have much information and could only guess. He looked up at the thriving village and said, "Everything the Thousand Hands do should be for the village."

"But~"

With a drawn-out tone, Lu Sheng turned sideways and looked at the two people in front of him.

"What, Lu Sheng!"

Jing really took the bait, and hurriedly urged.

Zhili just looked at him quietly, as if he knew what he wanted to say.

Lu Sheng revealed the answer and said: "Instead of guessing here, let's go back to school and ask Teacher Feijian if he is right. He should not have left school yet."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's find out." Jing Yi immediately walked towards the school.

Lu Sheng turned his face away, not looking at Zhili's teasing eyes, and smiled awkwardly, unexpectedly, she had already seen through this little thought.

In the office, Toikama stopped what he was doing, put aside the textbooks he was sorting out, and said to the three little Uchihas in front of him, "Have you already discovered it?"

"It's too easy for people to find out! It's strange that the ninja school doesn't have Senshou!" Lu Sheng said helplessly across the names on the roster with his finger.

"That's right! Tokaima-sensei, why did the Senju Clan disappear like this?" Uchiha Kagami, a descendant of the old enemy, complained on their behalf.

"It's no wonder it's Uchiha! He's so sensitive to Senju." The silver hair in Senju's door swayed as he leaned forward and backward, and his narrowed red eyes looked at them with interest.

"That's true!" Mirror hurriedly asked.

"Yes." The smile gradually faded from his face, and Qian Shou Fei said with some melancholy: "This matter will be announced at a meeting where all ethnic groups are invited to participate."

"Is it worth it?" Zhili, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly.

The cold voice echoed in the office, drifting away with the breeze blowing the window sash.

He silently tidied up the messy papers, looked at the village in the distance and said with a firm expression: "The kid from the Uchiha family has got a satisfactory answer, so go home and have dinner soon."

"I have some ideas about the teaching materials." Lu Sheng stepped forward and changed the subject.

"Oh." Qianshou leaned back on the chair and straightened his body, looking at him with great interest.

"The vision of a ninja is very important. I heard that hidden villages have also been established in other countries. So should the topography of the country where they live, the trend of mountains and rivers be included in the textbooks, as well as the secret arts and blood successor families possessed by each village? .”

"You've created a big problem for the village!" Feijian said in a troubled tone, holding the textbook on the desktop, and suddenly smiled, "I've already thought of this! But, the secret technique and the blood family It wasn't considered."

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The busy figure crouching on the table between the doors in the room gradually disappeared from Lu Sheng's sight with the creaking of the wooden door.

(End of this chapter)