"Pah, pah, pah!"

The students clapped their hands vigorously, and Wu Shizheng, Li Jing, Fan Liang, Guo Zhicheng and others sitting in the front row of the guest seats were also affected and stood up and applauded.

Only Su Miao sat still.

She raised her hands and patted them symbolically a few times. Her beautiful face was as plain as water, as if she was alone in the world and was incompatible with the joy and bustle around her.

But no one dared to blame her.

Those in power always have privileges, and this is especially true for a proud woman like Su Miao. She may not be able to do what she wants to do, but no one dares to force her to do what she doesn't want to do.

When the applause subsided, the young and beautiful female host glanced at the reminder paper in her palm: "Next, let's invite our beloved old principal Ren to give a speech!"

Ren Pingsheng, who had been waiting beside the stage for a long time, straightened his collar and stepped onto the stage.

He is close to seventy years old. Unlike a warrior with a strong physique, as an ordinary person, his hair turns gray early and he often feels low on energy.

If he couldn't find a suitable successor, he might have retired and gone home to live in retirement.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the center of the stage, took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and put them on, then spread out the speech script in his hand, glanced at it casually, folded it carefully and put it in his pocket.

When Ren Shengsheng was doing these things, the audience was completely silent.

Even the most stubborn students did not dare to speak at this moment. For Ren Pingsheng, an old principal who devoted his life to education, their respect and love came completely from the bottom of their hearts.

"This speech was prepared for me by the school committee. It's all normal for old students. It's okay if you don't listen."

Ren Pingsheng looked around and said in a gentle and calm tone: "On this memorable day, I want to talk to you about my worries and about tomorrow."

Su Miao slowly put away her careless expression and sat up straight.

Behind the stage, Yang Ying and Guan Wei, who were about to put on Lin Zhong's makeup, stopped and listened attentively, as did the other students who were about to perform on stage.

Respecting teachers and respecting morality is a virtue that has been inherited by the Yanhuang Republic for thousands of years. In ancient times, the relationship between teachers and students was as close as the master-disciple in the martial arts world.

In modern society, with the promotion and popularization of compulsory education, the relationship between teachers and students has changed, but the gene of respecting teachers and respecting morality is still deeply engraved in the bones of every Yanhuang person.

"It is our country's tradition to pay equal attention to civil and military affairs."

With the help of the microphone, Ren Shengsheng's slightly hoarse voice was heard by the whole audience: "The six arts of a gentleman are etiquette, music, shooting, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics. Among them, the number of rituals and music is literature, and shooting and imperialism are martial arts."

"Many students are faced with a worry: Should they study or practice martial arts? After all, being a martial artist is so glorious. You can fly over walls and enjoy grudges. You are much better than ordinary people."

Many students nodded frequently and felt the same way about Ren Pingsheng's words.

"But, is it really so?"

Ren Pingsheng changed the subject: "According to the relevant statistics of the Yanhuang Martial Alliance, only one out of every one hundred ordinary people has the qualifications to practice martial arts, and out of three hundred martial arts practitioners, only one can practice Ming Jin, and they will be eliminated step by step.

, what are the chances of eventually becoming a Huajin Grandmaster?"

Speaking of this, Ren Pingsheng raised his index finger, raised it high above his head, and emphasized: "One in a million."

"So few?"

The students looked at each other, shocked by the numbers Ren Pingsheng reported.

"The reason why I say this is because a classmate told me,

They don’t want to study anymore and want to learn martial arts.”

Ren Pingsheng put down his finger and paced back and forth on the stage with a serious expression: "I support students to make different choices. Whether it is studying or practicing martial arts, they are all ways to realize their dreams. However, I am worried that the students will not

Be mentally prepared, you will end up wasting your time and doing nothing."

"Furthermore, who said that you can't practice martial arts while studying? You can't read while practicing martial arts? Reading can make you understand, and practicing martial arts can strengthen your body. The two are not an either-or relationship. On the contrary, they complement each other and make up for each other."

Ren Pingsheng's words reached everyone's heart, and thunderous applause suddenly sounded.

Even Lin Zhong, whose heart was as calm as a lake, his eyes flashed slightly, thoughtfully.

Ren Pingsheng waited for a few seconds and found that the applause was getting louder and louder without stopping at all, so he raised his left hand and pressed it to signal everyone to be quiet.

After a while, the applause gradually died down.

"I met a martial arts genius today. No, perhaps the word 'genius' cannot be used to describe him."

Ren Pingsheng sighed: "I am really shocked that he has risen to Danjin at such a young age and has become one of the top warriors in the world."

Ren Pingsheng's words caused a commotion in the crowd.

The students whispered to each other, and there were exclamations and comments one after another.

"That Your Excellency is really the Grand Master of Danjin?"

Fan Liang and Guo Zhicheng looked at each other, seeing the look of horror in each other's eyes, and gasped in unison.

But after being shocked, they also felt that it was natural. If they were not the great master of Danjin, how could they have allowed Young Master Wu to condescend to Yu Yu and bow down to please him?

Behind the stage, Guan Wei leaned on Lin Zhong's back, held his shoulders with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Lin, the principal seems to be talking about you."

"Um."

Lin Zhong nodded calmly.

The extraordinarily intimate behavior of the two people immediately caused the surrounding students to look sideways. Several of the boys' faces turned pale, as if they had suffered a huge blow.

Yang Ying gently tugged at the hem of Guan Wei's clothes: "Weiwei, be more reserved, everyone is watching."

"They can watch it if they want. I don't care anyway."

Guan Wei crossed her arms and hugged Lin Zhong tighter.

"Oh, I can't do anything with you."

Yang Ying shook her head, biting her lips lightly with her teeth, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes.

Lin Zhong didn't pay attention to the little actions of the two girls. He allowed Guan Wei to hold him, his eyes lowered, and he silently listened to Ren Pingsheng's speech.

on stage.

Ren Pingsheng took a sip of the mineral water handed over by the female host, moistened his throat, and continued: "I would like to ask that little friend, what adventures did he encounter that led him to develop such shocking martial arts?"

"However, when I saw his eyes, I realized that this question was meaningless. Only through hardship can one become a master. The simpler the truth, the more useful it is. It is the same with reading and practicing martial arts."

"On the road of life, once you start, you must persevere and experience all kinds of unknown setbacks and pains. Students, are you ready?"

Ren Shengsheng's last words were sincere and sincere: "When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to this person, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin. Students, no matter what you plan to do in the future, don't forget this ancient motto.
Chapter completed!