Lin Chong put away his distracting thoughts and looked directly at Ren Ping's eyes that contained wisdom: The old man, but it's okay to speak.

There has always been a problem that has bothered me.

Ren Pingsheng sighed, looked around and pointed at the students around him: How should ordinary people and warriors get along?

Lin Chong said nothing and listened quietly.

Warriors have powerful power and have a more competitive advantage in society than ordinary people. Lin Xiaoyou should not refute this, right? Ren Pingsheng said in a deep voice.

Lin nodded with a key point, his face was unpredictable, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.

In fact, he had guessed what Ren Pingsheng was going to say, but out of respect for the old man, he did not interrupt the other party, and he still listened patiently.

Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and heroes use martial arts to violate the ban. No matter in any era, how to control the group of warriors is a huge problem for the superiors.

Ren Pingsheng seemed to have returned to the podium and talked in front of Lin Chong: I have read a survey report. At least tens of thousands of ordinary people die every year from various conflicts between warriors, and this number is increasing year by year.

In a few years, it may even exceed the 100,000 mark.

Speaking of this, Ren Pingsheng's tone became very heavy, and his worries were beyond words.

Compared to Ren Pingsheng's worry, Lin Chong's reaction was dull. He had long been accustomed to life and death, and it was hard to move him by words.

Little Friend Lin, the reason why I say this is not to make you give up the honor and pride of being a warrior, but to hope that you can occasionally look at your feet when climbing to a high place.

Ren Pingsheng said earnestly: The poor are the only ones who are good at it, and the outstanding ones help the world. If one day in the future, Xiaoyou Lin will reach the top of martial arts, please do not forget your original intention of practicing martial arts.

After listening to Ren Pingsheng's story, Lin Chong's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with respect.

Although this old man is just an ordinary person and does not have the power to surpass all living beings, his mind is more concerned about the country and the people than most warriors.

Don't worry, old man, I will not forget. Lin Chong is determined to cut off the railway.

That's good, that's good.

Ren Pingsheng saw that Lin Chong was not lying, and with Lin Chong's current identity, there was no need to do that. He immediately felt relieved and nodded repeatedly.

Next, Ren Pingsheng continued to chat with Lin Chong for a while until a teacher came over and whispered a few words in his ear before saying goodbye.

As the president of Donghai University, Ren Pingsheng must come to the stage to speak every time the welcome party is held. This is his responsibility and obligation, and he cannot pretend to others.

As soon as Ren Pingsheng left, Yang Ying and Guan Wei came out from nowhere.

At this time the stage was ready, and the audience was crowded with people, inside and outside were filled with students, and all kinds of voices filled the ears, making the atmosphere lively.

The two girls hugged their waists to avoid blocking the viewers in the back row and ran to Lin Chong quickly.

Their faces were light makeup, and under the lights in the distance, their bright eyes were kind and their faces were as pink as flowers. One exuded a youthful and lively atmosphere, and the other looked more and more beautiful.

Brother Lin, hurry up and follow us. Guan Wei grabbed Lin Chong's big hand, said nothing, dragged him behind the stage, and urged him repeatedly.

Lin Chong couldn't sit upright, as steady as Mount Tai: Where to go?

Of course, it's going to the backstage.

Guan Wei was so anxious that she stomped her feet: Before the performance started, she had to change her clothes and put on makeup.

OK, give me two minutes.

Lin Chong patted Guan Wei's back of her hand, signaling her to be calm and restless, and then looked at Wu Shizheng. Her eyes were calm and deep, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, which brought indescribable pressure to the latter.

Wu Shizheng's body was shocked and he suddenly stood up from his seat.

But he immediately realized that he had overreacted, and couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, then sat down again, and said seriously: Mr. Lin, what are your instructions?

Lin Chong said lightly: I dare not give me instructions, I just have a few words to say to you.

Speaking.

Wu Shizheng leaned forward and posed for a scrubbing posture.

It is enough to stop, too much is too little.

Lin Chong's tone was neither fast nor slow, his voice condensed into a thread, accurately drilling into Wu Shizheng's ears: I had no intention of interfering in the battle between you and Su Yue, but I hope you can leave a little room for your work.

I see.

Wu Shizheng is not a fool, on the contrary, he is extremely smart. He quickly heard Lin Chong’s implication and immediately patted his chest and promised: Since your Excellency Lin Chong is talking, I will stop immediately and stop against her anymore.

Thanks.

Lin Chong politely nodded: I owe you a favor.

After saying this, Lin Chong followed the two girls out of the audience.

Wu Shizheng looked at Lin Chong's back as he walked away, his face turned red, his breathing became thicker, his eyes shining brightly, and his mood was in a state of great excitement.

How precious is a great master of Danjin? Even if you think about it with your toes, you can imagine it.

Why did he whisper and respectfully towards Lin Chong?

Isn’t it just to establish a relationship with Lin Chong?

As long as he becomes a relationship with Lin Chong, a promising level strongman, his status in the family can be improved by at least a lot.

Because Lin Chong is not only strong but also very young, for warriors with a long lifespan, youth is capital.

Wu Ming, that idiot, I want to see what you are fighting with me!

Wu Shizheng's hands, which were hanging on his waist, suddenly clenched tightly, thinking excitedly.

At this moment, the cheerful music sounded, cheering everyone in the audience.

The welcome party has officially begun.

Amid the music, two young men and women in dresses took the stage. The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was graceful and beautiful, which caused a deafening cheer.

School Beauty, School Beauty, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!

Goddess Yu, look here!

Male God, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!

The students who were crowded around the stage screamed, and the atmosphere was suddenly ignited.

Su Miao, who was sitting in the audience, frowned, a little uncomfortable with this overly noisy environment.

She is cold-hearted and naturally likes quietness. She hates places with a lot of people the most. If she hadn't watched Lin Chong and Yang Ying and Guan Wei's performances, she would never have come here to ask for trouble.

Lu Yin's personality is exactly the opposite of Su Miao. She likes lively the most. She holds her chin with one hand, squints her beautiful eyes, and stares at the stage with enthusiasm.

Dear classmates, dear teachers, and guests from afar, good evening.

The female host spoke first, and with the help of the speaker and microphone, the sweet voice spread throughout the square.

So, cheers rang again.

The male host took over the conversation and recited with emotion: On this golden autumn season, the annual welcome party is here again. Let us welcome new classmates and hope that they will be in the future.
Chapter completed!