"Class 8, Shino Aburame, Kiba Inuzuka, Hinata Hinata!"
"Class 9, Uzumaki Kaoru, Libra Jugo, and Uchiha Kauna!"
"Class 10, Nara Shikamaru, Akimichi Choji, and Yamanaka Ino!"
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"There are a total of twelve groups above, which is the situation of this graduation class."
Iruka closed the allocation list and looked at the thirty-six people in front of him with a look of relief. These people were the first batch of students he taught.
Today, they are about to embark on the path of ninja.
No, to be precise, it¡¯s part of it, because some of them will return to school because they fail the tutor¡¯s assessment.
After being divided into classes, everyone has different thoughts, some are happy and some are unhappy.
But as a result of splitting, this is what they have to learn to accept.
Even the noisiest Naruto didn't just mutter a few words this time and then became quiet.
Iruka looked at everyone with satisfaction. He originally thought someone would make a noise, but now it seems that everyone has matured a lot.
Sometimes, maturity only happens in a moment.
"Then everyone, just wait here for the instructor to arrive. Finally, I wish you all good luck. Ninja is a profession full of dangers."
After Iruka finished speaking, he left the classroom.
And inside the classroom, it was unexpectedly quiet.
Graduation is always a sad word.
This tranquility did not last long. The instructors came in one after another and took away the teams one after another.
There are fewer and fewer people in the classroom.
In the end, only Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura were left.
"Ah! Why hasn't our instructor come yet? It's really annoying to be late on the first day."
"Naruto, stop barking, it's so noisy." Although Sakura said that, she felt a little irritable.
Because the instructor is already an hour late.
Sasuke also looked a little unhappy, but thinking about what his father said this morning, he was a capable teacher, he slowly calmed down.
Outside the classroom, Kakashi had already arrived, just watching the three people's reactions.
"Naruto's reaction was already expected, but Sasuke's look was a bit surprising. It seems that Sasuke, who did not try his best to exterminate the hatred of the clan, is still a relatively normal boy. As for Sakura, hey, she is still a nympho now. But Naruto's feelings towards Xiao Sakura doesn't seem to be obsessed. Is it because of my intervention? That's not bad."
Naruto suddenly had an idea, picked up a blackboard eraser and wanted to put it on the door frame.
Sakura quickly said: "Naruto, what are you doing! You will be scolded by the instructor."
"It doesn't matter, this is the punishment for latecomers."
Naruto showed a mischievous smile and just opened the door a crack when he found a familiar face.
"Baimaobrother?"
Naruto was stunned and the blackboard eraser in his hand fell to the ground.
"Naruto, is this how you plan to welcome me?" Kakashi showed a half-smiling expression, and Naruto felt a chill on his back, secretly thinking, it's over, it's a big deal.
"No, no, Brother Baimao, I want to clean the blackboard. Look, how dirty this blackboard is!"
Naruto said, quickly picked up the blackboard eraser on the ground and wiped the blackboard frantically.
Kakashi looked at Naruto amusedly, this guy is really a living treasure.
He looked at Sakura and Sasuke. Sakura was sitting on her seat with a well-behaved look. If she hadn't seen her roaring just now, she would have thought that this was what she looked like.
And Sasuke still looked cool, just looking at himself constantly.
interesting!
At this time, Naruto also reacted, threw down the blackboard eraser, and said: "Brother Bai Mao, are you our instructor?"
Kakashi touched his hair and said lazily: "Ah, it should be so, if you are in Class 7."
Naruto said happily: "That's great!"
Sakura and Sasuke were both stunned. They didn't expect Naruto to be so familiar with this teacher. Could he be a relative of Naruto? No, Naruto isn't?? is very powerful. "
"Mom, do you know him too?"
"Of course, Kakashi is a disciple of the Fourth Hokage, and he is also the deputy minister of the ANBU. Perhaps only the Hokage in Konoha can rival him."
Sasuke was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect Kakashi, who seemed unreliable, to be so powerful.
By the way, this name is so familiar!
Didn¡¯t my brother work under this person back then?
And Brother Shisui too!
Then, if you follow him, you will definitely gain power that surpasses your brother!
Sasuke thought of this, and his eyes lit up.
Tomorrow¡¯s exam, everything must be passed!
Naruto returned home and happened to see Xiang Rin and Jugo.
"Hey, Xianglin, Chongwu, you are back too. Who is your teacher?"
"Ah, it's Naruto, an uncle named Nara Shikaku, what about you?"
"Hey, you must not have imagined who my teacher is. Let me tell you, it's Brother Bai Mao!" Naruto said excitedly.
"What? So Kakashi-nii really became the instructor? He even joined your team, ahhh! Why not me!" Xianglin almost went crazy after hearing this, why wasn't this kind of thing left to herself?
"Hehe, you are envious. By the way, Brother Baimao said that there will be some survival drills tomorrow. Do you also have them?"
"Yes, but it shouldn't be difficult. Our level will definitely be fine, don't worry." Xianglin quickly regained her composure and said.
"That's it, no, I still have to prepare and give Brother Baimao a surprise tomorrow!"
Naruto stumbled back to his room, wondering what he was thinking about.
"Jugo, Naruto is so lucky to have Kakashi-nii as his teacher." Xiang Rin said with envy.
"Yes, but ours is not bad either. I heard from Kakashi-san that this Shikaku-sensei is the monitor of the Jonin class, a very wise Jonin."
"That's it. It seems that we have to work hard tomorrow, but we can't lose Kakashi-sensei's face."
Chongwu nodded heavily and responded: "Yes."
The night was as cold as water. Kakashi was lying on the bed, holding two bells in his hands. When he moved them lightly, they jingled.
"I have finally waited for this day. Will there be any surprises? I'm really looking forward to it." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com