"Su Mo..."

Listening to the name, everyone was a little confused, looked at each other, and then looked quietly in the direction of Zhao Zicheng.

A powerful freshman can force Zhao Zicheng to such a situation.

There are so many people here, and the problem of getting out of Su Mo should not be particularly big.

And you don’t have to hurt someone, just destroy the fan.

Some lone heroes, or people who want to go directly to school, have almost no hesitation, and turn around and leave after getting the positioning.

About ten minutes later, an interesting scene happened.

No one is willing to team up.

Those who have passed the first round of assessment and are able to stand up to this day are all the top talents this year.

They may be humble and polite, but they are still arrogant at heart.

Teaming up, I don't like it.

They all want to rely on their own strength to enter the Mo Academy in one fell swoop.

This is what geniuses should do.

Only Wang Youcai, the little fat man, stood alone, blinking his little eyes, and was wondering what he was thinking.

for a long time...

"Senior, do you think that senior Su Mo..."

"Is it easy to deal with?"

Wang Youcai lowered his voice and said softly.

Sun Wen always had an elegant smile on his lips, staring at Wang Youcai calmly without saying a word.

The little fat man looked around sneakily, coughed twice, then walked forward, his generous back happened to block the surveillance in the distance, and then took out a contract in his arms.

The type that has been signed and marked.

The contract generally states that the buyer bought a school uniform signed by the vice principal, with 50 credits.

The seller was Wang Youcai.

Sun Wen's face turned dark in an instant: "It's okay if you wear it yourself, but you still buy fakes?"

"I just bought it for an afternoon, and you came out with a pirated copy here??"

Wang Youcai coughed twice awkwardly, but did not explain. On the last page of the contract, the supplementary terms were written to voluntarily transfer the proceeds of the contract to Sun Wen.

Sign, mark.

Completed in one go.

He turned his back to the surveillance position throughout the whole process, and then pushed it to Sun Wen with a flattering smile on his face.

"I don't know what senior Su Mo's level is, alas..."

After seeing Sun Wen pressing his hand on the contract, Wang Youcai instantly cried and sighed in a sad voice.

Sun Wen watched the fat man's performance and his mouth twitched slightly.

I picked up the grapes from the fruit tray and ate six.

Wang Youcai looked at this scene silently, his eyes straightened, looking in disbelief.

He looked at the new students who had already begun to spread in the distance, and his eyes were full of pity for a moment. He simply didn't even look for it, so he moved a stone pier, sat next to Sun Wen, and rubbed his umbrella.

At noon in autumn, the sun is still too hot.

"Senior, your fruit..."

Wang Youcai took out another ten-credit agreement, wrote down his name, and placed it quietly on the table.

Looking at the signer above, who passed the first round of assessment, Sun Wen pressed his mobile phone on the contract and said nothing.

The little fat man picked up a piece of iced watermelon and gnawed happily.

Looking at the seemingly honest Wang Youcai, Sun Wen was in a complicated mood.

This guy...

It's so outrageous.

Not to mention his cunning businessman thinking, just from a perspective, he is definitely one of the best.

At least the contracts he gave were all those who passed the first round of assessment.

And this little fat man had no preparations before, and the screening time was taken.

That is to say...

Yesterday, this guy started to purposefully screen students who have the opportunity to advance.

and...

Almost all.

From this point of view, this little fat man is not simple.

"What is your awakening thing?"

Sun Wen suddenly asked.

Wang Youcai threw the watermelon peel into the trash can, wiped his mouth with the cheap pirated school uniform sleeve, and smiled honestly: "Eyes."

"Eye?"

Sun Wen was a little confused and asked back.

Wang Youcai nodded: "I can see a lot of things...that others cannot see."

"Including some in this world..."

"Um..."

"Senior, actually, there are ghosts in this world."

He suddenly became mysterious, with a serious expression and said seriously, and then subconsciously glanced behind Sun Wen.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Sun Wen looked at him quietly: "Do you think I am like these fools who have signed contracts?"

Wang Youcai's mysterious spirit disappeared in an instant, and he scratched his head with a silly smile: "Senior asked me so directly about the awakened things. If I said that, wouldn't I be a fool?"

For a moment, the two fought in a row.

No one was at a disadvantage.

Only Ata Tai still looked at this scene honestly, with the expression on his face exactly the same as that on Wang Youcai.

Just these two people standing on the street is like telling you clearly.

Come and fool me.

I'm a fool.

I'm easy to cheat.

"Senior, do you think..."

"Student Su Mo, do he usually keep his fan with him?"

"Senior, where do you think his spare fan is usually there?"

"Thank you senior."

Wang Youcai took out two more contracts and placed them on the table. Finally, he stood up respectfully, bent down slightly at Sun Wen, and turned around and left.

The information he wanted to know was almost all the time.

Sun Wen slowly put away the four contracts on the table, then looked at Artai and asked, "What do you think he will do?"

"I don't know."

Atai shook his head without hesitation, very open and natural.

Sun Wen was silent.

Both of them look honest, but why is the difference so big?

"May I ask, is Teacher Xu here?"

The little fat man politely knocked on Xu Yuanqing's dormitory door.

Looking at Xu Yuanqing in pajamas, he bowed sensibly at first, and then walked in.

"Teacher Xu, I need a fan of Su Mo."

"If it's all, it's better."

Wang Youcai was straightforward and had no trace of ink.
To be continued...