"You're still squeezing! Can you please stop squeezing? Can you see that you still look like a doctor? Which doctor would squish like you?"
Among the noisy crowd, Luo Yan's angry shouts could be faintly heard.
Although he is the most crowded one, this does not prevent him from blaming others.
Just now, he rushed into the crowd with a powerful momentum, and penetrated deep into the center, but he was soon blocked by a fat suture monster.
Being blocked was nothing. But the key point was that the crowd behind him was still turbulent. Under the crazy pushing and pushing of the crowd behind him, unfortunately, the miserable Luo Yan fell deeply into the fat body of the Stitch Monster.
This caused a subtle change in his mentality.
Piaopiao was also squeezed hard. She moved her body with difficulty, and finally got into Luo Yan's clothes, and decided to lie down here and never come out.
He won't come out even if he's beaten to death!
Otherwise, you will definitely be lost by the owner! If you squeeze in, you will disappear!
"Get away!"
The fat Stitch Monster turned around and saw Luo Yan stuck in his fat flesh. He was also very angry.
But he couldn't help himself and couldn't free his hands to pull Luo Yan out.
The crowd became more and more surging, and it seemed that there were not many people who did not have letters of recommendation. The left side of the square was so crowded that even a needle could not be inserted, but the right side was extremely empty, with only a few people.
So some smart monsters left the left side and ran to the right side where there were fewer people.
Letters of recommendation...fuck letters of recommendation!
The registration test is not difficult, just take the test, no matter what, it is better than going to the left and squeezing.
The first person to go to the right will be followed by the second person. Slowly, the pressure on the left team will be reduced a lot.
The most obvious manifestation is that the fat Stitch Monster's hands were finally freed, and he was able to pull Luo Yan out of his own fat body.
"Hundan!"
The Stitch Monster roared, his face red.
Luo Yan stared back not to be outdone.
"You are Hundan! You have grown so fat! It's too much!"
As he spoke, several thick tentacles popped out from behind him and threw the Stitch Monster away.
"It makes me so angry that you want to be so fat!"
Stitch Monster: "!!!"
He never expected that even though he weighed hundreds of pounds, he could experience the feeling of being lifted high.
"Ah~ what's wrong with being fat!? I'm eating your rice, right!!! Hundan!"
The sound of the Stitch Monster being thrown far away came from far away.
"Wow……"
Piao Piao hid in Luo Yan's clothes and was a little surprised.
The master is so strong. Such a fat monster must weigh at least 600 kilograms. The master can actually throw him away...
Hey, that's not right, the master obviously has tentacles, why didn't he pinch them before?
Surely he has forgotten? Yes, definitely not.
That night, Piao Piao recorded in her girl's diary:
"My master knows how to be forbearing and humble. Even if he has the means to easily overthrow his opponent, he will not use it indiscriminately.
Because he knows that only power used at the most appropriate time and in the most appropriate place is real power.
Well, yes, that’s it.”
The crowding has slowed down a lot, and Luo Yan finally remembered that he had tentacles, so his progress became very rapid.
Even so, he went through a lot of hardships and walked for more than half an hour before reaching the registration office.
Luo Yan almost shed tears when she saw the staff.
Everyone who has ever queued in a long queue can understand this feeling.
"Quick! This is my letter of recommendation!"
Luo Yan handed over the envelope. Although there was still blood and unknown liquid on his face, his excitement could still be easily seen.
The staff member took the envelope, opened it, and read it expressionlessly.
Then the letter hit Luo Yan in the face.
The staff member said coldly:
"Idiot, this is not a letter of recommendation."
Luo Yan: "???"
Piaopiao: "???"
Luo Yan took the paper in his hand and looked at it carefully.
On the snow-white letter paper, there was only one line of crooked text:
If you see this letter, it means, my dear apprentice, you took the wrong envelope.
Luo Yan was silent.
He seemed to be petrified and did not move for a long time.
The staff waved their hands impatiently.
"Okay, okay, let's go quickly. This is not a recommendation letter. Go to the right to take the assessment."
Luo Yan: "..."
He still maintains his petrified state.
Life seems to have no hope.
The alchemist would not know how much trauma his short words had caused to Luo Yan's young mind... Of course, if he knew, he would probably laugh very happily.
Because, this is all done intentionally by the alchemist...
"Who said this is not a letter of recommendation?"
At this time, the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, leaving only a cold sentence echoing in the air.
The crowds of people disappeared like water, and within a few seconds, an empty venue was vacated.
In the center of the field, there was only a blond man standing there.
The man had a very cold aura, giving people the impression that he was not easy to approach.
He didn't need to state his name; the people around him had already identified him.
"This man..."
"Oh my god, he... Lord Kyle is actually here! He is actually here!"
"So handsome! So handsome, Lord Kyle! Lord Kyle, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
"Wai Ri! Wake up! You are a skeleton! Let me see... Wai Ri! You are still a male skeleton!"
After a brief silence in the crowd, heated discussion broke out again. Almost all the dark doctors had their eyes shining and stared at Kyle with blazing eyes.
This... is one of the top ten holy hands on the list of holy hands!
One of the youngest Holy Hands in the City of Holy Hands!
On the high platform of the square, several elderly members of parliament were still working hard to dress up as statues. When they saw Kyle appearing and easily attracting all the attention, these strange-looking old people couldn't help but feel sour in their hearts.
"Sigh... I knew that once Kyle and Kuangsheng arrived, our limelight would be stolen..."
"Pity me, I'm an old man and I'm just pretending to be a statue..."
No matter what the crowd's mentality is, Kyle remains calm.
It seemed that nothing in this world could affect his mentality.
He looked at the mediocre letter of recommendation, and then at the petrified Luo Yan.
"Fuck you!"
The moment he saw Luo Yan, the calm Kyle said calmly.
This outfit... He seemed to vaguely know the reason why Kuang Sheng suddenly started wearing clothes.
The staff members were respectful, put away their previous laziness and carelessness, and said attentively:
"Hello, Lord Kyle."
Kyle looked away and nodded lightly.
He stepped forward and took the letter of recommendation from the petrified Luo Yan's hand.
"It is indeed Mr....'s handwriting. Every turn of the stroke is so thrilling."
After reading each subtitle carefully, Kyle admired it from the bottom of his heart.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, these handwritings are ugly and crooked.
But in Kyle's eyes, every character and every stroke has its own unique meaning.
In his eyes, what is written here is not words, but the highest philosophy of life. Vulgar people will never understand the beauty of it.
We usually use one word to describe people like Kyle, and that is a fan.