"Why!"

"Why is the headline of the news academy's appearance ceremony!"

"Do you look down on our Mo Academy?"

Zhao Zicheng looked at the news on his phone and was filled with righteous indignation.

Xu Yuanqing, who had just returned from noon, sat on the sofa and sneered: "What are you reporting?"

"The ridiculous king in a wheelchair?"

"Or embarrassing quotes little expert?"

"What is our Mo Academy's status? The king!"

"That's all the peak when you appear. What you play is cool and what you play is cool!"

"Look at me, the man walking out of the sea of ​​fire."

"Look at you again..."

"well..."

Xu Yuanqing looked heartbroken: "The consistent tradition of our Mo Academy is to show off!"

"Everyone is a man who is like the wind."

"Please, when you make your debut tomorrow, leave a good impression on the Mo Academy, it's like a group of mental illnesses."

Zhao Zicheng was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bottle of milk with a straw on it, drinking in small sips, raising his head blankly, glanced at Xu Yuanqing, and then continued to drink milk excitedly.

As for the rest of your life...

From beginning to end, I write and draw on a notepad, and occasionally I fall into deep thought.

All right.

Play the piano against the cow.

"Tomorrow, I will blow up a yard for the Mo Academy and don't play with those fancy ones."

“My personal reward…”

Xu Yuanqing pondered.

For a moment, Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng raised his head at the same time and stared at him expectantly.

"One person... ten credits!"

Xu Yuanqing's face was so painful that he slowly stretched out a finger.

Then, the two heads that had just been raised fell down again.

Ten credits... I don't like it.

Even without any humility, it is not just the rest of his life, but Zhao Zicheng, the entire 140th freshman, are the richest in history.

As soon as I entered school, I was on such a big task.

Killing people is ruthless.

Each wallet is full of bulging.

The past freshmen have ten credits, enough for them to fight for their lives with red eyes.

Now...

Oh.

"You guys wait!"

Xu Yuanqing gritted his teeth, turned around and left with his cell phone.

After a moment, I was full of confidence.

"The Vice Principal just said it!"

"One person has 50 credits, don't play quotations, don't speak crosstalk, be serious, be handsome, be domineering!"

Wave your cell phone.

Yu Sheng thought about it seriously, took out the phone and opened the window for the workers of Mo Academy.

About half a minute later.

"One person one hundred..."

"By the way, Teacher Xu, the vice principal said that you embezzled public funds and deducted one month's salary."

Yu Sheng put down his cell phone and looked at Xu Yuanqing and said.

...

The air becomes silent.

Xu Yuanqing, who was smiling just now, was like an eggplant made from frost, and she became wilted.

"Sir Xiao Yu, let's discuss and I won't hack your money in the future."

"Don't report me, either."

"Okay?"

"We don't miss the river."

"I've calculated it. So far, I haven't made a penny and I've lost a lot."

Xu Yuanqing wanted to cry without tears, and looked at the rest of his life with pitifulness.

There is no such majestic aura as the six-time awakened person.

Recalling the shameless face of Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan in the conference room.

Including the vice principal's loudspeaker on campus.

Sun Yingxiong's voyeuristic habit.

And...the principal who is not a funny man.

Perhaps...the Mo Academy had been wrong long ago without them realizing it.

But for the rest of my life, the wrong thing is even more obvious.

So the problem was noticed at a glance.

And put all the pots on their heads.

...

News is still fermenting on the Internet, and all posts about the freshman competition are overwhelming.

Including Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, Li Yihan, Han Jue and others, the popularity has increased significantly.

Some are because of strength, some... because of inexplicable things.

Only Wu Qianqiu has been singing bad things all the way.

Countless gamblers who had put heavy bets on him cursed with the most ruthless words.

Some of the painting styles are obviously wrong.

‘What is this kind of group of people taught by Lingnian Academy?’

‘In-depth analysis, there is a clear loophole in the opening ceremony of the military academy. It is doubtful whether so many people have actually died in battle.’

‘The Department of Education has so much money every year that it is really not filled with personal pockets?’

Strange posts were quietly topped the list.

And without exception, all are newly registered and have no authenticated identities.

Including the forum posts below, there are also a bunch of new accounts expressing their approval.

Some people even jumped out and said that they were from Lingnian Academy, with scarce resources, and teachers and principals ignored students, which was all a face-saving project.

All rational analyses were deleted.

Control public opinion.

It became a mudslide in the Qingtan.

And just under the attention of everyone, the second round of the ring competition began.

Only 250 people remain.

After gaining the experience the day before yesterday, the entry speed was faster this time, including the participants, because half of the number of people were missing, the entry speed was also faster.

What just makes them speechless is...

The disabled access is still there.

Just watched Zhao Zicheng hold a hammer in his hand and knocked hard on the leg that had hit the cast.

His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.
To be continued...