The Evil Generation of Pirates

The thirty students introduced themselves quickly, each with their own way of introduction. Some talked about their backgrounds, and some talked about their specialties. In short, Portus, them, and themselves had a general understanding of each other. Understand, that’s what introductions are for. .

When it was X. Drake's turn, there was a commotion in the audience, and his introduction was very brief: "X. Drake, from the North Sea, devil fruit ability user."

Portes probably also knew about X. Drake's background. He looked at him and curled his lips: "Okay, you will be the monitor of this class."

The whole class was in an uproar. Smoker, who was sitting quietly in the back row looking aloof, clenched his fists, surprised and unconvinced by the sudden arrangement.

"Why?"

He obviously has such a background and is opposed by everyone, but they still want him to be the squad leader. This is simply making things difficult for him.

Portus spread his hands and did not respond, but his face looked gloating.Obviously, they also know about X. Drake's background, and they appointed him as monitor specifically because of his background.

"boom!"

x·Drake stood up and punched the desk. Although he didn't yell, the more silent he became, the more Yamos next to him could feel Derek's anger.

At this moment, X. Drake's eyes were cold, and the anger in his heart was rising, gradually getting out of his control.

From the first day he came here, everyone was alienating him because his father was once a naval officer, but later betrayed the navy and became a pirate.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he kept to himself.

But now, the head teacher actually wants to use this matter to humiliate him and embarrass him. Is this showing the attitude of Marinefando Naval Academy? !To express Zefa's attitude? !

Yamos raised his hand on X. Drake's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Calm down."

x·Drake's breathing calmed down a little, but he did not sit down and still stared at Portus, as if he wanted an explanation.

The atmosphere in the classroom became tense for a while, as a new student who was very capable but controversial was confronting his class teacher.

The rest of the students are also watching the show. They generally have no good impressions of They were also full of disgust at the background of

Smoker sat in the back row, arms folded across his chest, looking coldly at Drake below, and snorted.

The atmosphere in the classroom was so tense that it felt suffocating.

Portus sat on the edge of the sand table, reaching out and stroking the sparkling model sea surface with high degree of simulation: "Your father... is Dies Barreiros, right? I've heard of his name for a long time. He defected back then. The incident caused a huge uproar and became a shame to our school. In our naval headquarters, a place that specializes in cultivating talents, such garbage was born. Haha, every student in our class remembers his name and wants to kill him with our own hands. This degenerate scum..."

"That's enough!"

"Haha..." Portus never looked at The Navy Headquarters has also become a student of Teacher Zefa. Then, will you be like your father in the future..."

"Do you want to die!" X. Drake's voice was cold, carrying the threat of death.

Portus shrugged and turned around, finally facing x. Every classmate around you must have said this countless times."

Everyone was stunned.

"Everyone is despising you and laughing at you because of your father's affairs. You know everything in your heart, right?" Portus said, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Drake's heart, "Then, your What was the reaction?"

x·Drake looked at Portus, his hands clenched into fists and propped up on the table.

"Like a waste, even though there is no anger in my heart, like a huge wave, it can easily destroy anything that stops you from targeting you..." Portus spoke slowly, driving up X. Drake's emotions bit by bit. , "But on the bright side, there was no movement at all, and everything was allowed to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

What is the purpose of practicing hard and raising your strength to such a strong level? Isn't it to defeat and destroy all criticism?Now, I give you the opportunity to stand on top of those who look down on you, stand on the cusp of the storm, stand on a steeper cliff, and make your choice.Rely on yourself and use any means to convince them! "

Portus spoke the last word through gritted teeth, and his expression became serious.

The other students were stunned. They did not expect that Mr. Porters would show his attitude in the end. He was not on their side at all, but was still encouraging X. Drake.

"You are you, so just be yourself!" Portus didn't care about the embarrassment of other students at all. He got up from the sand table and paced back and forth, "This is the first lesson I teach you, and I will teach you today. The thing is, because you are a good example, others can also listen. Maybe in your short life of about 20 years, similar things have happened, you were not recognized, and you were in a difficult situation, so you may resonate with it. As for after listening It’s up to you to figure out what I’m going to say in the end. As much as I say it, I can’t make it up if I say more.”

"..." x·Drake's anger subsided a lot.

"What? Why don't you sit down? Are you going to hit me?" Portus made a joke.

x·Drake sat down and Yamos patted him, asking him to relax and not to worry about those things.

The other students were chattering in low voices, and Amos looked at Portes with more and more enthusiasm. His intuition told him that this was a very interesting teacher.

"Well..." Portus walked back again, leaned against the sand table, and took out cigarettes and fires in the classroom without hesitation. He listened to the sounds of the students talking and did not stop them. He just lit his cigarettes. , looked up at the ceiling of the classroom, "Huh... Sure enough, it will be easier to take outdoor classes after being careless for a while."

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