Chapter 48： Make up

At three o'clock, half an hour before the end of the ninja school, Isamu Kashima announced that this outdoor training is over. School is over early, and thirty groups of three-person teams disbanded and went back to their homes to find their own mothers.

After saying goodbye to Hyuga Shinichi and Hyugaki, the cold wind was about to meet Iruka and the others, so I was stopped by Kashima: "Cold wind, Hirohito, Tanaka, Ichiro, Shimada, the five of you come back to the classroom with me go with!"

The cold breeze felt cold, and Isaac Kashima just left five people behind, remembering the morning leave... he realized that it was going to make up the exam.

Iluka came over and patted Cold Wind on the shoulder, and said, "Cold Wind, Dad!"

"No... I have to take my brother home after school."

The cold wind felt that I could struggle a bit.

"Hey, cold wind, you have a brother?"

This is the first time I have heard of red beans, and said, "Is your brother cute? Do you want me to take him home?"

"You haven't seen him." The cold wind looked at Iluka, and the only one who saw the wind here was Iluka.

"It's okay, I'll send it." Iluka said.

"Thanks."

The cold wind waved his hand, then turned and walked towards Kashima.

and four other students returned to the classroom, Kashima directly took out five test papers, and said: "I won't say why you took leave in the morning, anyway, make up the exam!"

The test papers were issued, four...The five scumbags all looked sad, secretly you look at me and I look at you.

"What are you looking at!"

Kajima noticed their little movements, walked directly behind them, and said, "There is a time limit of one hour, do it quickly!"

"Yes……"

The scumbags had to bite the bullet and do it.

The cold wind looked at the title of the test paper, and unexpectedly found that the title is not difficult: what is the composition of the chakra, what should be paid attention to when refining the chakra, standing at a height of five meters and throwing kunai forward with the same strength, how many angles can you take? Throw farthest...

Uh, wait, what the **** is the third question?

Looking at this question, the cold wind inexplicably remembered the elementary school math problem in the previous life where water was poured in the swimming pool.

‘No matter which world, elementary school students are hard to live. ’

The cold wind sighed silently, and then went on to examine the question: What does it mean to find bird droppings around when camping in the forest...

Uh, roast birds to eat at night?

The cold wind turned the pen, his brain hurt.

Forget it, don’t review, I can do as much as I can. Anyway, there is the first question, so I won’t get a zero score on the test.

Hanfeng wrote the first question carefully, and the rest of the question completely relies on his own brain and imagination. The grades are not important, the key volume should be filled!

An hour later, the group of five students turned in the test paper.

Kajima collected the test papers, and walked out of the classroom with a blue face.

"The teacher has just been standing behind us. He must have seen the answer we wrote."

"I knew I would not ask for leave, at least I could copy some from others."

"Cold wind and cold wind, how did you do in the exam?"

Four scumbags gathered around the cold wind.

Today's cold wind is no longer what it used to be, especially the Queen Mother Inuzuka Ryō, who was in a KO's 5th class and 7th class. His reputation in the class is even stronger, and every move has a lot of scumbag attention.

"I am in the same mood as you now."

The cold wind got up and asked calmly, "How did you say I did in the exam?"

"Great!"

"I'm still worried about the cold wind test too well."

"Yes, Hanfeng Ninja throws so well, now that the exam is not good, the teacher will definitely put his mind on him."

"The cold wind is the best!"

A few scumbags with a rescued expression, they talked and laughed happily and left the classroom like this.

"you guys……"

The cold wind stared at the four scumbags leaving, "You...you..."

How can people's hearts be so bad! !

Angrily, the cold wind stomped two feet on Erpang's desk, and then left the classroom. Just after coming down the teaching building, he saw the figure of the little brother.

"Heat wind?"

"Brother!"

Hayate ran over with a small schoolbag on his back, "Is your illness cured?"

"Cold wind." Iluka leaned against the wall, saw the cold wind coming down, and smiled bitterly, "Your brother said nothing, and he has to wait for you to finish the exam."

"Sorry, Iruka, for wasting so much time."

Hanfeng saw Jifeng’s worried expression on his face, and his mood improved a lot, "I've taken the medicine and it's all right, go, and go home."

After parting from Iruka at the school gate, the cold wind looked around and saw that there was no one, he hurriedly bowed his head and asked the little brother not to tell him about his illness.

"Huh? Why? Aunt Huihuizi didn't say it?" Hayate asked strangely.

Hanfeng nodded solemnly: "Her work in the hospital is too busy, I'm afraid she is worried, Haifeng, you have grown up, you have to learn to keep secrets in your heart, you know?"

Hayate seemed to have realized something, and nodded and said: "I see, brother."

"Very good, then I will teach you a substitute when I go home tonight!"

cold wind smiled.

"Brother, I haven't practiced swordsmanship for a long time." The little brother murmured a little aggrievedly.

The cold wind looked at his aggrieved appearance, after thinking about it, it would be better to sparse, and said: "Then practice swordsmanship for an hour."

"Good!" Hayate was so excited.

When I got home, Keeko had gotten up and was cleaning the house. When the two brothers came back, she smiled and asked, "I'm back. Fengchan, why didn't you bring your lunch to school?"

Hayate turned his head to look at the cold wind.

The cold wind gave a dry cough, and said: "That..."

"Does Fengjiang dislike mother's bento?"

Keeko changed her face instantly and looked at him pitifully.

Hanfeng smiled dryly: "No, no, I just forgot."

"Really forgot?" Keeko turned to look at the little brother.

Under the guidance of the cold wind, Haefeng, who has grown up, nodded solemnly: "Yeah, it's the real Aunt Huihui!"

It's someone else's child. When Hayate spoke, Keeko immediately believed it.

The cold wind doesn’t know if I should be happy or sadBrother, I went to practice swordsmanship. "

The wind leaped and ran towards the backyard.

"Let's go together."

The cold wind also needs to find a quiet place to think about Shennong.

"By the way, Fengjiang, do you have to go to the hospital to see Dr. Shennong at night?" Huihuizi suddenly remembered something and turned to ask.

The cold wind waved: "Not going anymore."

I just met with Shennong this morning, and I will meet again at night, so the thing about my absenteeism is not revealed?

When he arrived in the backyard, the little brother immediately took the wooden sword and started to smash the wooden stakes frantically. Perhaps it was because he hadn't practiced the sword well for a few days. If he was able to use the wooden sword, the little brother felt that his happiness index was about to explode.

The cold wind passed directly and lay on the grass, with his hands on the back of his head, Erlang's legs tilted, and his toes little by little, looking at the sky leisurely, his thoughts gradually drifting towards Shennong.

Shennong is now close to Matt Dai, and he wants to give Matt Dai a month's back for the purpose of treating hidden injuries, so in theory, the cold wind also has a month!

‘Then first, confirm whether Shennong has any scrolls of physical activation forbidden technique! ’

Just, how can I confirm?

The cold wind looked at the white clouds in the sky and the sun gradually sinking, and my mind was numb.

In addition, the little brother was smashing the stakes over there, and the cold wind was completely unable to concentrate.

Forget it, change the place.

The cold wind got up, and just turned around to enter the house, the little brother over there has begun to undress.

Even though it is September, the weather is still very hot, and the gust of wind has been hot and sweaty for a while.

The cold wind lowered his head and glanced at his short sleeves, his scalp was numb, and his eyes shone sharply:

I know! The scroll... is on Shennong!