"Ahhh, it's abominable! Why are there so few places to test this game that Guanzhu Li live?! Can't I buy it for money?!"

"Don't think about it. Although the publisher of this game is just an ordinary company with a registered capital of 10 million yuan, it has something to do with Orange Biao Group. The legal department directly issued an official document and will sue all those who buy and sell internal test accounts for the legal responsibilities and safeguard the legitimate rights and interests of all internal test players."

"No, I'm going to die if I can't play. Yesterday I went to Yawen's house for a day. Damn it. His father is in Orange Biao Group. It is said that this is the company's welfare."

As the class bell rang, a young female teacher with a pair of ponytails and a gentle temperament stepped into the classroom door.

"Wow! This is Teacher Lingna who came to communicate and learn from Chefeng City? So cute! I envy the trainer school in Chefeng City so much!"

"Shh! He seems to be the owner of the gym in Chefeng City! This teacher is not easy to mess with."

"Class!" Reina looked around and shouted coolly.

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a white shirt and a blue tie, and Rena narrowed his eyes.

Looking at a sleepy male student, Rena glanced at the class list at hand and smiled:

"Student Yawen? Please answer the attributes, characteristics, and what you think is the best move configuration for Mahjong."

"Student Yawen! It's over school!"

"It's over school?" Like a robot hearing the instructions, Yawen stood up and picked up her schoolbag... she was stunned.

Looking at Rena on the stage, Aman smiled embarrassedly: "Teacher, being angry is not good for your skin. If I damage your skin, I can't afford it."

"Teacher, please let Yawen go. He was forced to come to school."

"That's right, he doesn't want to be a trainer."

Amidst a burst of laughter, Yawen's deskmate wrote down Rena's question in his notebook. After poking Yawen with his elbow, Yawen's deskmate gave him a "no help" expression.

Elves like Mahjong are not common.

In addition to attributes and characteristics, you can also rely on memorization, but the move configuration... This involves the cultivation of Mahjong.

Teacher Reina asked a very tricky question.

"Ma, Mahjongla? Special attacker Mahjongla?" A strange look flashed in Yawen's eyes, and he replied subconsciously:

"Mahjong, evil attributes, ice. The sense of oppression can accelerate the physical energy consumption of the opponent when using moves. The ability to hold the opponent can steal the opponent's props. If you are fighting the assassin, choose the ability to hold the opponent's ability to avoid the opponent's momentum and wait for life to save your life, and kill the props."

"If you use Mahjong to fight a team battle, the oppressiveness is more effective. If you continue for a long time, you can drag the opponent to death."

"I have not unlocked too many moves at the moment, so I can only combine the staring moves, the electric light flashing moves, and the malicious pursuit moves. The staring move can reduce the opponent's defense, and then use the electric light flashing move to kill them instantly. Taking advantage of the opponent's injury, another malicious pursuit move will be added. Because of the special effects of the malicious pursuit move, the power of this attack will double."

Yawen becomes more and more excited the more she speaks:

"I haven't unlocked the substitute move yet, and defend the move. So I also have a feint attack move that can effectively dismantle the opponent's defending moves. Mahjong's Assassin Flow and the advantages of the one-hit killing genre are maximized."

The whole classroom was silent.

Reina looked at Yawen in surprise: "No, for your current age and experience, it's already very good. Like Mahjong? Or is it just right to cultivate a elves like Mahjong? No, I should like it, sit down, and everyone will learn more from Yawen's classmates."

"Even if you have not conquered such elves now, it will not prevent you from studying in advance and being a prepared person. This sentence is universal no matter where you are."

After sitting down, Yawen scratched her head blankly.

As a poor student in the class, he has never received praise from the teacher. Knowing that he has no ambition, the teacher is too lazy to urge him.

Usually, he doesn't feel anything when he sees the teacher praise other students.

But today.

"I'll go! You guy! Didn't you agree to be a bad student together? You actually studied secretly?!" The deskmate looked at Yawen and complained.

Although his deskmate felt a little uncomfortable about his gay friend's sneak run, his friendship still made him very pleased.

This elm head has finally gotten enlightened!

"What's the case?"

"Hidden boss?"

Bathed in the eyes of classmates, such as surprise, envy, jealousy, and amazement, Asian Wen's expression was subtle.

This feeling...

It seems...is pretty good?

After coughing, Yawen whispered to her deskmate:

"I just suddenly realized that being a trainer seemed quite interesting."

Deskmate: what?

This is no longer an excuse, is this a soul change? Or is it because my aunt hit her to make her head go wrong?!

On the podium, after clicking the name, Reina introduced herself:

"My name is Lingna. Just call me Teacher Lingna. At the invitation of your principal, I will come here to teach a few classes. As for me, I am good at cultivating ice-attributed elves. So, if anyone of you has any questions, try to ask."

Yawen’s deskmate muttered:

"Good guy, just like Master Li, another master of the Verrail Racecourse. Are you good at it?! That's specialization!"

"Just Yawen just now, he proposed his own cultivation idea for elves like Mahjong. I think this is very good. Trainers and elves rely on each other, so you should also believe in your own ideas." Without caring about the low-key discussion below, Rena waved to Yawen and said with a smile:

"Can you please tell me how you came up with this idea? Don't be nervous. In fact, when the teacher gave you a lecture, I was also very nervous."

Yawen was really nervous at first, but after seeing Teacher Rena’s gentle smile, Yawen breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and said:

"Actually, when I was playing a game, what did I say? I just didn't want to lose, so I searched the school's online library by myself, played games and experimented, and finally got it."

Reina blinked in surprise and murmured:

“Play the game?”

This is OK?!

...

After class.

As a teacher, Rena has a natural hostility towards the game.

Although the game is decompressed, for students, the game will delay their studies.

"It's just a game, so magical?" Reina was a little disbelief.

When he arrived at the principal's office, Rena pushed it away and entered.

Seeing the old principal playing games, Reina widened her eyes:

"Principal! How can you take the lead in playing the game!"

"Ahem, this game is different. I want to make time specifically to make this game an extracurricular activity for students." The head was white and full of energy. The principal waved and invited:

"Come on, you'll know it when you play. I finally got it! It's so popular."

"It's just a game, that's it." Reina sighed.

Ten minutes later.

"Three Kills! Win!" Staring at the screen, Rena's eyes shone.

He has been someone else's child since he was a child, and Rena has never been exposed to games at all.

To Reina, "Elf Glory" is like the gate to a new world.

"Well, Teacher Rena, it's my turn?" The principal looked at him with a gaze.

"Hey? No! I only replaced it after losing, but I didn't lose!"

Reina...

——It’s on top!

...

The sun sets.

Asia Pacific returned home.

During the reunion dinner of the Sanren family, Asia Pacific put down the dishes and chopsticks:

"I'm stuffed."

When they arrived at the door, Asia Pacific turned around and said seriously:

"Dad, mom, I want to try to go to the training school for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was not very good at communicating with his parents. Asia Pacific scratched his head awkwardly:

"That's it."

Looking at the child who disappeared behind the door, the Asia-Pacific mother's eyes shone:

"I just said! How could my son, the elite trainer, not want to be a trainer! Look!"

At the Asia-Pacific father, the Asia-Pacific mother smiled proudly: "You said I forced him! This is the effect!"

"Yes, you're right." The Asian-Pacific father responded casually.

At night, while the Asia-Pacific mother was doing housework, the Asia-Pacific father murmured:
To be continued...