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Chapter 70 A Person Even More Rare Than Suzumiya Haruhi
Prefectural North High School, five classes in the first year.

The young teacher named Okabe smiled a bright smile that he had practiced for a long time, and talked incessantly about his glorious past at the podium. He paused suddenly when the students in the audience began to look drowsy.

"Now, please introduce yourselves!"

It was very common to see students standing up one by one according to their seat numbers to introduce themselves. It was nothing special. They were so ordinary, boring and tedious that people wanted to press the skip button to skip their lives.

A certain embarrassed-looking ordinary man quickly delivered the self-introduction lines that he had been thinking about for a long time in his mind, like giving a speech, and sat back in his seat as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the guy behind him stood up. Just like his name, he was extremely dazzling, shining like an early spring day.

"I graduated from East Junior High School, and my name is Haruhi Suzumiya. I am not interested in ordinary humans. If there are aliens, people from the future, people from another world, or people with super powers among you, just come find me! That's all."

The momentum is strong and the words are shocking.

When she opened her mouth, the gray sky and earth seemed to be washed clean, and the black and white filter like that of an old movie was removed.

At this moment, the world suddenly became colorful.

If we ignore the speech just now, she is a girl who can be called a beauty, with a slender and delicate figure, a light yellow hairband on her long straight black hair, and a pretty face that is proudly accepting the gaze of the whole class. Her big black eyes that seem to have strong will are surrounded by scary long eyelashes, and her pale pink lips are tightly pursed.

She looked around the class with a provocative gaze, like a lion inspecting its territory. Everyone who was struck by her oppressive gaze fell silent. For a moment, the whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop...

No one knows what expression is best to show at this time. Should we smile?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Just as they were thinking about this, someone laughed for them.

The exaggerated laughter filled with joy and satisfaction came from outside the classroom door. I heard the voice before I saw the person.

With a snap, someone who was late on the first day of school pulled down the poor sliding door of the classroom and walked in arrogance holding up half of the door panel.

"Everyone, look at me! I have an announcement to make now!"

If the girl named "Suzumiya Haruhi" just now had a lion in her eyes, then the new guy's ferocious eyes seemed to contain a nuclear bomb.

He was in high spirits, with lines all over his body as hard as a hedgehog head that jumped out of an old fighting comic. He leaned the door panel against the blackboard, raised an index finger, and began to speak loudly in an impatient tone, ignoring the people around him:
"I am from Chongming Island, Shanghai. I am the orthodox inheritor of the 2,000-year-old Dongguo ancient boxing method. I am an elite student at the Global Sports Center. I graduated from Tianshen Elementary School and went on to study in Class 3, Grade 3 at Yejianshan North Middle School. I once practiced in the Curse Spring Township at Quanjing Mountain. I am currently studying in Class 5, Grade 1 at North High School. My future goal is to be admitted to the Mecha Operation Department of the University of Tokyo! The nickname of the Devil Muscle Man is me!"

It's me...

It's me...

His abrupt and explosive introduction completely destroyed the original solemn atmosphere, and the echo lingered in the classroom for a long time.

After that, the black-haired girl who hadn't sat down yet, stabbed the hedgehog-headed face of Shen Bi who stole her limelight with a vicious look like two knives, as if she wanted to chop him up like a fish head on a chopping board. Whether it was the content of the self-introduction, the momentum when they appeared, or even the temperament and aura of the speakers, these two guys who made amazing speeches one after another were completely tit-for-tat, and it was really hard for the onlookers to tell who was better.

"Good, very energetic!" Teacher Okabe is indeed worthy of being a teacher. His consciousness first returned from the sky to the sad and explosive reality that he had to face.

He looked down at the roster in his hand and said in a half-hesitant and half-confused tone: "Let's welcome this student Jiajia. He is a transfer...student...from outside the city?"

It is obvious that Okabe emphasized the pronunciation of the last three words "transfer student". I have no idea why someone transferred in on the first day of school. How can this be considered a transfer student!
However, the specially marked ones on the roster could not be faked. Could they really be from that confusing and ridiculous place?
“…Shouldn’t the one from Jusen-go be called Saotome Ranma?” The male student who was sitting in front of the strong girl, with half of his body lying on the table, seemed to be called Xu■■. Finally, he couldn’t bear his burning desire to complain and shouted.

"That's right, you think we haven't watched "Ranma 1/2"?!"

"I can also do the Tiger Flyer and the Lion Roaring Bomb!"

"Mother's Fountain, start!"

The conversation he started caused an uproar in the class. Many boys could not suppress their desire to complain and began to reveal their true colors.

"Teacher, don't look at me like this. I'm actually the type who looks thin when dressed, but has muscles when undressed." Jacqui, who was still on the podium, struck a bodybuilding pose. The originally tight-fitting uniform was bulging with bulging muscles due to the force he exerted. The lines and outlines were so obvious that the boys could not take their eyes away.

As Jagi exerted force again, the uniform began to make a sound of tearing leather under the heavy weight, as if it would explode into pieces in the next second.

"That's enough, that's enough, go down quickly."

In order to prevent such a shameful incident that would become a campus legend on the first day, the young Okabe tried his best to hurriedly ask Jagi to find a seat. Then he was overwhelmed with headache when he saw the girl who claimed that she was not interested in ordinary people, staring at Jagi who was walking slowly to the last row like a hawk.

At the same time, Jagi glared back, not to be outdone, as if they were competing to see who could last longer without blinking.

Jagi, who wouldn't even bat an eyelid when killing someone, could glare at someone all day without getting tired, so there was no way he could lose.

“Lost…?”

Suddenly he started blinking uncontrollably.

Then, the girl showed a victorious smile, stood for a long time and finally sat down.

"What a troublesome student I have." With a long sigh, Okabe continued to let the next student introduce himself.

After witnessing the famous historical scene of the Grand Designate level, Jia Ji Jia was also very satisfied. Without saying much, he sat down in the seat that was always inexplicably empty in the academy stories in a good mood.

The hell brought by the rare weirdo Haruhi Suzumiya and the wonderful performances brought by the extraordinary genius Jagi-sama have thus begun.

The unpredictable stage of fate has begun.

　Tribute to the legendary meme "Fist of Imagination". Now I am working hard to spur and torture Mr. Du Tingbei every day, hoping that he can come up with new chapters and new memes, so that I can secretly read ()
　　An unprecedented competition with Haruhi Suzumiya, a grand series!
　　
　
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