The journey of the elves starting from Xanadu

In a blink of an eye, it’s August 8, the day when school starts early.

Originally, Qiao Yu was extremely satisfied after receiving the royalties and was ready to enjoy a good time at home.

But in fact, he was walking in the school campus now with a tired look on his face.

Just a few days ago, when he was packing his schoolbag, he discovered his summer vacation homework that had been in the dust for more than a month.

Oh, that thick book "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation",

In addition to knowledge about elves, there are also nightmarish compulsory subjects such as Chinese, Mathematics, and English.

Qiao Yu felt like his sky had collapsed in an instant.

The Elf test questions were okay and he enjoyed them, but what about Chinese, Math, and English?

Especially mathematics, is it something you can do if you want to?

In the first three days of school, he didn’t pay attention to any news.

What mobile games and elves were all forgotten by him, he just worked hard to catch up.

Finally at 2:20 this morning,

With the help of many external forces, he completed the more than 200 pages of summer homework.

Qiao Yu came to Class [-] and Class [-] in a daze, and entered the classroom accompanied by the sound of bells.

Students are not allowed to release initial elves in the classroom.

Therefore, most of the students were holding a Poke Ball and joking with their classmates.

Seeing Qiao Yu come in, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Qiao Yu didn't notice it. He rubbed his eyes and yawned before returning to his seat.

The last row is by the window.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, his deskmate Li Nanjun suddenly hugged him.

"Damn it, Brother Yu, it turns out that the La Luras hair you posted in the group before was not dyed hair, but a different color elf!"

"Huh? How do you know?"

Qiao Yu was a little awakened by the hug and asked strangely.

"You pretend, you keep pretending. Your paper was published in the Elf Daily, and the class was discussing your matter in the morning."

Qiao Yu woke up completely now. He looked up and found that the whole class was looking at him.

Li Nanjun's voice was so loud that the whole class could hear what he said before.

When Qiao Yu looked at it, they all nodded in agreement.

"Already published? I really don't know. I'm busy with homework these days."

Qiao Yu took out his mobile phone and searched the popular science section of Elf Daily, and sure enough he saw his article.

The click-through rate is 95%, the number of likes is close to 300 million, and the comment area is full of things.

Because it is a newspaper directly affiliated with the Elf Alliance, no one questions the authenticity of the article.

At present, the comment area is roughly divided into two opinions:

One theory is that Qiao Yu can publish papers when he is in high school, praising Qiao Yu for being so promising at such a young age.

Another theory is that they doubt whether the author of the article is true. They say that Lu Wenzhong is the real discoverer, and Qiao Yu is just a son of a powerful man, just sitting back and enjoying the success.

Qiao Yu was also quite helpless about this.

If only he was really a son of a powerful man, why would he have to worry about the tens of thousands of yuan in royalties for half a day?

Talking about family background, although my father’s income is pretty good, it can be said that he has no worries about food and clothing.

But in this Dongcheng No. [-] Middle School, it is at the middle level at best, and there are many people who are richer than him.

His deskmate, Li Nanjun, was the son of a wealthy businessman in Dongcheng.

The first batch to eat the "elf" cake, if nothing else, they are now at least famous figures in the city.

"What a coincidence, isn't it? I also had to catch up on my homework and stayed up late to finish it."

Li Nanjun laughed when he heard Qiao Yu's words, and then whispered:

"But Brother Yu, you are so awesome. Just because your Lalu brushes are of different colors, you speculate that there is a group of heterochromatic elves? In the end, it was confirmed. This is really awesome."

"Hehe, luck, luck."

Qiao Yu said a few perfunctory words and stopped continuing the topic.

Just kidding, there are too many loopholes after a closer look. He can't say he is a time traveler, can he?

You'll probably be laughed out of your mind.

Li Nanjun was also very sensible and changed the topic directly and said:

"Brother Yu, don't pay too much attention to what those people say in the comment area. I believe you must have written it yourself."

"I am fine."

Qiao Yu said, and just as he was about to continue speaking, the head teacher walked in.

It was a female teacher who looked about 25 years old and had a serious face. It looked like they might be having a hard time this semester.

Qiao Yu and Li Nanjun instinctively changed their sitting postures, with their backs straight, their hands on the desk, and their eyes looking directly at the blackboard.

The class teacher placed a pile of books on the podium, tapped the blackboard, and signaled the classmates to look at her.

Then she wrote the three characters "An Leiqian" on the blackboard.

"From the beginning of this semester, I will be your new class teacher. My surname is An, and I am an elite trainer."

"Before you go to college, I will be responsible for teaching and training you about elves."

She took out a Poke Ball from the satchel in front of her and threw it upward.

A dark crow appeared on the podium, and the aura of the elite elf was released.

Most of the students were frightened. They sat motionless in their seats and slightly changed their sitting postures to be more upright.

"As expected of Dongcheng No. [-] Middle School, even the head teacher is an elite trainer."

Qiao Yu also followed suit and straightened his posture to appear more obedient.

Students who give a poor first impression to their class teacher will have a more miserable life in the future. This is a truth summarized by countless predecessors through practice.

"You have already learned the knowledge in the cultural class, just pay attention to review, and what I want to learn now is the basic knowledge about elves."

"I believe you have all previewed during this month. The trainer's level is mainly determined by the elves, and the level of the elves starts from the novice stage, which is the stage you are in now."

"Starting from the novice stage, entry, ordinary, elite, professional, gym, master, king, champion, each stage is divided into three levels: low, middle and high. Only more than 2 elves reaching this stage can be called in this field Trainer."

"So I have at least two elite elves."

An Leiqian threw another elf ball out.

He is an ordinary cat boss.

"Your courses this semester are mainly practical classes. I will tell you what to pay attention to during actual combat."

"At the same time, you should have known for a long time that the school will hold a trial. There will be a special training that will last for a week soon. I hope you can cheer up. This is the fastest time for you to improve your strength in a short period of time."

After finishing speaking, An Leiqian stopped talking and allowed these senior high school students to quietly digest what she had said before.

After a minute, she changed to a softer tone and said:

"Which one of you is Qiao Yu?"

The eyes of the class were once again focused on the window seat in the last row.

While Qiao Yu was puzzled, he slowly raised his hand.

"It's me, Teacher An, I'm Qiao Yu."

"Ah."

An Leiqian nodded, "It's great that Qiao Yu can have his articles published in Elf Daily at this stage. Everyone can learn from him."

"The school encourages everyone to think more, and the school will also reward some articles."

"Today is the first day of school. You can go home after class. We will gather in the playground at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. There will be an opening ceremony. As the second speaker, Qiao Yu, remember to go home and prepare. At the ceremony, the school You will be rewarded in public."

"Now, get out of class!"

After speaking, she turned to leave.

Just when the students were relaxing and preparing to tidy up and go home, Teacher An said again:

"Study committee member remember to collect your summer homework."