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Zhao Zicheng felt a little melancholy all afternoon.

Obviously, he was stimulated by something.

Is it a crime to be handsome in Sin City?

He couldn't help but make a vow in his heart that he would stay away from Sin City in this life. Even if he really couldn't help but commit a crime, he should try to make it as small as possible so as not to be exiled to Sin City.

After inadvertently describing it for the rest of his life, Sin City has become the most terrifying place in his heart.

…

In the next two days, a boy and a girl appeared in Jiangcheng.

The one thing in common is that everyone has absolute confidence.

The self-confidence unique to genius.

Although they may have tried to be as low-key and reserved as possible, there is still that special temperament in every move.

But the most popular and promising ones are still Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, Tombstone Boy, and Lin Xiaoxiao.

There is no way, the top few have either too fierce records.

Or it's just too special.

There were also geniuses who were dissatisfied and stopped the tombstone boy on the road and challenged him.

Then...

Seriously injured, vomiting blood.

Just like what Yu Sheng said, that guy really held the tombstone in his hand and then...swung it.

It seems that a stone weighing several dozen kilograms can create a crater on the floor.

What's more, he is a young man who has barely slept.

With just one shot, Tombstone Boy's multiplier in the casino dropped crazily again, reaching 1:0.1.

Obviously, in the eyes of the casino, it is a foregone conclusion that this guy will enter Mo Academy.

If there weren't any rules, they might have even given this person's name directly.

You can also pay less.

As for the rest of her life, Lin Xiaoxiao was very quiet here.

The former's hands are stained with blood, which naturally makes people feel fearful.

The latter is a second-level monster that cannot be offended.

But the most ridiculous thing is that these young people are obviously playing the home game in Xiancheng these days, but...

Zhao Qingyi stole all the shots.

Her news remained high, even though the reporter later clarified that she was a student at Lingnian University, it still could not stop everyone from admiring the beauty.

For a time, Lingnian School was in the midst of this major admissions exam, and it suddenly became more popular.

The teacher in charge of admissions even said modestly during the interview: "Zhao Qingyi ranks eighth in our school...well...in terms of appearance."

"But it's not bad."

"It's not like Lingwu High School, which is full of muscular men and violent women."

As soon as these words came out, a group of students who were still struggling between Lingnian and Lingwu colleges swarmed towards Lingnian College.

Zhao Qingyi, goddess level!

Why is he ranked eighth?

What kind of fairy school, do you even need to think about it?

Lingnian School made a lot of money directly, and even the dean personally called Zhao Qingyi and asked her to go out and walk around Jiangcheng as much as possible in the past two days.

Especially at the city gate, where there are many reporters.

It must be elegant.

Dress up carefully, preferably with makeup.

Wherever there is a lens, place it there.

In response to this, Lingwu High School was very angry. A group of school leaders even began to search for handsome men and women in the school, hoping to compare with Zhao Qingyi.

Proves those guys are just farting.

And the end result is...

They failed.

They looked around and realized with some confusion that what Lin Nian High School said... seemed to be correct.

They...are right.

Tears ran.

A real heart-breaking blow.

The silence of Lingwu High School further underlined that what Lin Nian High School said was true.

For a time, there was an endless stream of people signing up.

"You bunch of losers!"

"You can't find a handsome guy from any school?"

"Ugly thing, this year's good prospects have almost been wiped out by others, why are you still here heartless?"

"Let's go recruit students. Why are you looking at me?"

A guy with dark skin and as strong as a cow cursed and looked at a group of teachers below.

He kept mumbling in his mouth.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

"Actually...you don't have to be handsome."

"Our universities have also come up with things, such as...such as..."

"Strong body?"

A teacher's eyes lit up and he spoke.

He also showed off his muscles by the way.

...

"Are you stupid?"

"Who cares about your muscles?"

"Um?"

"What are you thinking about every day?"

The swarthy man became even angrier, kept spitting, and finally took out a wallet from his arms, which contained a photo carefully.

In the photo, a sunny and cheerful young man is grinning.

Handsome and striking.

"Look, this was me back then, look at it now!"

"Would you rather be muscular or handsome?"

He wanted to put this photo on everyone's faces, and raised his head proudly.

There was a proud smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Principal, isn't this Ou Chi?"

"It's not you who is a popular star..."

A teacher looked at the dark-skinned man carefully, swallowed, and spoke.

The next second, there was a loud noise.

A big hole appeared directly in the wall, and the teacher's figure disappeared, and only a wailing could be heard in the distance.

"I didn't hear what he just said."

The dark man said indifferently.

The whole place was quiet.

Everyone shook their heads subconsciously.

"Then what the hell are you thinking about?"

"Recruit people!"
To be continued...