[Naruto] The little animals are also full of energy today.

6

Iruka came to the big classroom, looked at the room full of first-year students, and thought about the one waiting there, and unconsciously smoothed his forehead protector with his hands.

He resisted the urge to blurt out "good luck to the children" and just encouraged and affirmed the results of everyone's first patrol.

"Today there is a special teacher, a senior from Konoha..." Before he could finish his words, the kind old man with silver hair and high ponytail had already stepped onto the stage and raised his hand to signal Iruka to step aside.

Iruka silently prayed to the First Lord for blessings in his heart, and stepped aside with a smile.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that everyone here is rubbish." Unlike his smiling face, what he said was caught off guard.

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"Performing well? Only 5 people in the whole level have eyes. Are the other people's eyeballs just like marbles that can be picked out and shot? Can't you find such an obvious abnormality? Where is the brain? Did they run away from home? Or are they there at all? You stayed in your mother's belly as a souvenir when you were born? You guys are still acting like ninjas, and you'd better give up on this as soon as possible."

He spoke slowly and finished these unfriendly words with a smile.

The whole place was quiet for a while, and there seemed to be small sobs below.

"Come in." Following the old man's order, several people dressed as ordinary villagers suddenly appeared in the classroom.

Naomi immediately spotted the "farmer" uncle they saw during their patrol in the morning.

"Hey!" Naruto also recognized him, "Isn't this the uncle I've seen before?"

It's not surprising that Naruto would remember it, after all, he had been pulling her for a long time. But looking at it like this, the suspicious people on patrol must have been specially arranged by the school, Ming Shi thought.

"Each of them can leave more than 10 flaws waiting for you to discover, but unfortunately, many students who are doing this do not have this ability."

"Rishu Nana." The old man suddenly shouted loudly.

"Yes!" It was the first time Mingshi saw Nana answer so loudly and stand so straight.

"You wrote in the report, 'This person is not the proprietress of the store.' What is your basis?"

Facing the old man's burning gaze, Nana, who had always been so cheerful and bold, seemed a little nervous, "It's just that the boss lady in my memory is different from the aunt I met during patrol."

"Oh? What do you think is different?" The old man seemed to be interested.

"The boss lady usually pays great attention to her makeup because she has a square face. However, although this person has the same face as her, she wears thick and flat eyebrows. And the clothes she wears are also different, so I wonder if there is something wrong with her. What’s the doubt…”

Nana mustered up the courage to finish speaking and looked at the old man.

The old man still had that smile on his face, but it was impossible to tell whether he was satisfied or whether he would spit out fragrance again in the next second. But he just waved Nana to sit down and called out the next name.

"Sasuke Uchiha."

Sasuke stood up and looked at the silver-haired old man who asked the question.

The old man pointed to the second man in the group of villagers, "Why do you think there is something wrong with this man?"

Sasuke's eyes fell on the man, "The skin is too white, it doesn't look like the skin color of a fisherman."

Following his words, everyone also looked at the man dressed as a fisherman. Although he was dressed like an ordinary fisherman, the fair skin exposed on his chest and hands did not look like a fisherman at all.

"What else?" the old man asked, "Can the eye power given by God help you see more evidence?"

Sasuke frowned, "That's it during patrol. After the report, we will decide the next step according to the instructions, whether to follow or contact, etc."

After a long while, the old man continued, "Okay, you sit down. Nakajima Kazuo, which of the following people have you seen during patrol?"

The boy named Nakajima Kazuo stood up, but his expression seemed very unconvinced.

"How could we have paid attention to such a tricky question? If girls hadn't loved putting on makeup, and Uchiha had the power to help us, wouldn't it be easy for us to have so many people in the village?"

The old man walked slowly in front of him, arched his eyebrows, and a touch of sarcastic play stained his forehead, "Sure enough, every year there are such brainless people using various excuses to cover up their ignorance and dereliction of duty."

"How long is this patrol?" he continued to ask.

"2 hours." Someone replied.

"Two hours of mission time, combined with the area of ​​your mission, is enough for you to walk 2 times back and forth at walking speed. So why on earth does it take so long to patrol such a small area? Have you ever thought about what's going on behind the scenes? The reason?"

The crowd was silent.

Indeed, many students took a quick walk and then hid in the shade, or returned to the assembly area early to report.

Narumi also missed considering the time, because she and Shikamaru had already discovered something was wrong the first time, but if you consider the time given by the mission, you should be able to find a hint that is so direct that it cannot be more direct: the mission There are differences.

"Uzumaki Narumi and Nara Shikamaru." The old man said again.

"Yes." Narumi replied in a deep voice, stood up, and Shikamaru stood next to her.

"Among all the reports, your group is the only group that took the initiative to contact the suspect. Who led this disposal?" The old man looked at the two people.

Shikamaru tilted his head and looked at Narumi, who replied seriously, "It's me."

"Do you think your 'active contact with the suspect' during the mission was appropriate?" The old man looked at her with a sophisticated look in his eyes.

Narumi pondered for a moment, "Personally, I think it is necessary to carry out patrol missions as a future ninja."

"You limited your answer, which means that you feel that it is not appropriate for a student's simulated internship." The old man grabbed her words.

Mingmi took a breath and said, "Indeed, with our current status, I only need to write down the suspicions and findings, but it is also our current status that makes people lower their vigilance. I think further contact It helps us confirm our guesses.”

"What about you, did you agree with what she did then, Shikamaru."

Shikamaru sighed, and then replied, "I agree. If she hadn't talked to the suspect at that time, I wouldn't have found anything wrong with the other party. In terms of the result, it was the right behavior."

"Indeed, in terms of results, it was because of your active contact that he was exposed more. However, this step is accompanied by high risks, because once the other party doubts your intentions, he will test your reaction in turn. This time We did not set this step during the patrol, but in real situations, we need to be more vigilant. At the same time, I hope you will also think about a question. If you and your teammates disagree on how to handle an incident in a team, what actions will you take? The old man asked, then nodded slightly and motioned for the two of them to sit down.

Then he asked other students to describe his observations of the characters in the classroom, and taught the students judgment skills in more detail. These skills not only help them identify enemies, but are also key points for everyone to do lurking missions in the future. He affirmed the students' reliable speculations on some points, but spared no effort to criticize the invalid answers.

"Those who have any luck, it's better to quit early, because you are not suitable to be a ninja at all. If you don't have the sensitivity of a ninja, you will die on the battlefield. Now is a peaceful era, and the school teachers are still willing to accompany you. You guys are playing ninja house games, and the five major countries are peaceful on the surface. Once the balance of power is broken, a new chaotic world will come. And you half-hearted people, just go home and cry to your mother. Including you, you, you..." He While pointing people, his fingers fell on several students.

The face of the student who was pointed out was flushed, with emotions of shame and anger intertwined, but he was unable to defend himself.

Then, he placed his hand on Naruto, "And you."

Then he turned his back and shook his head, "That's it for today."

"Ah? You're such a strange old man. You've been talking so much. What do you want to do?"

Naruto stood up and yelled at his back.

"Naruto, you can't be rude to senior like this." Iruka stood up, trying to stop Naruto.

"But Iruka-sensei, he's really weird. He says someone is unsuitable based on just one patrol. It's up to us to decide whether to be ninjas or not. It's up to us to decide whether to give up or not. Anyway, I will never give up, and no mother can make me go back and cry. Just wait, I will show you the ninja, and the Hokage will show it to you!" Naruto clenched his fists, and then rushed towards the old man's back. Made a face.

"Well, I'll wait and see." The old man heard this, but did not turn around and walked out of the classroom with his head held high.

Perhaps because of Naruto's words, several other students who were named also recovered from their previous embarrassment.

Teacher Iruka came over and gave Naruto a hard knock on the head, "Although it sounds very inspiring, even if you decide to give up, it is up to me to decide whether you pass or fail."

"Ah! Here it is again, the most annoying thing is the school exam!!!" Naruto complained with his head in the sky.

But Iruka smiled happily as he looked at the other students in the classroom who had regained their energy.

Senzai Ren-senpai, the adopted son of the Second Hokage, originally everyone thought that he would be the appointed successor of the Second Hokage. However, this adopted son seemed to be fighting against his adoptive father every day, and he could always make the second generation angry to death with a smile on his face.

Later, I don’t know what kind of consensus he reached with the second generation, and the second generation stopped caring about him. He neither asked him to join his elite guard nor made any other arrangements for him. Instead, he wandered around various countries in troubled times. .

After the death of the second generation and the succession of the third generation, he did not become a high-level adviser to Konoha like Mito Kaden and Koharu Kadeni. Instead, he trained teachers and students in the ninja school. When everything progressed steadily, he again Left the village.

Although he has always had a good relationship with the third generation, he is different from the third generation who is both internal and external. Although this one has a gentle smile on his face, he always uses the harshest and most vicious words to attack students. In the past few years, he occasionally returned to the village and participated in some classroom teachings. The students who received his enlightenment would have a sudden awakening, but there were also many students who dropped out of school because of his attacks.

Although people would not give up on their dreams just because of other people's words, children at this age were not yet mentally stable, and Iruka just wanted to sigh.

"Ah, it scared me to death. My heart stopped when he asked me to get up just now." Nana sat on Mingmi's desk after class and patted her chest, "Tell me, you have such a gentle smile on your face. , how can you keep using big moves from the beginning? I heard that this senior is a man who has inherited all the ninjutsu from the second generation, and he is also considered a rare strong man in the ninja world. It's scary, scary." She said, Shaking his head again.

"In terms of insight and memory, he really shouldn't be underestimated." Narumi rubbed his eyebrows, "He remembered everyone's names and the contents of the reports, and commented on the situations of different groups. This level of detail It’s so awesome.”

This terrible second-generation adopted son was sitting in the Hokage's home, smiling and blowing hot tea.

The rising water vapor covered his brows and eyes. Sandai took a puff of cigarette and said, "It seems like today's harvest is okay?"

"You really have found a treasure in the trash." Qiancairen swallowed a sip of tea.

The third generation raised an eyebrow.

"Let's see again, this time I will stay longer." His eyes fell on the Hokage Rock in the distance through the window of the Hokage's home. The faces of the four deceased predecessors were full of the clear brilliance of the moon, guarding them quietly. Looking at the village.