"I don't know what 2077 is. ”

The principal of No. 7 Middle School had a serious expression: "I just want to know where you came from." ”

Chen Yu: "I'm from No. 2 Middle School. ”

Headmaster: "Then why don't you go back to No. 2 Middle School?" ”

"Headmaster. Chen Kaizi, who was on the side, leaned over to the principal of No. 7 Middle School and spoke: "He is a transfer student transferred from No. 2 Middle School, and he is in the same class as me." ”

"Transfer student?" The principal was stunned: "He's promoted?"

Chen Kaizi smiled: "How can a transfer student who was eliminated by the second middle school be promoted to ......"

Chen Yu: "I made the cut." ”

Chen Kaizi: "......"

Chen Yu pointed to the rostrum not far away: "If you don't believe it, ask the examiner." ”

"Uh......" The principal lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand: "But why is your name not on it? Didn't you tell your homeroom teacher?"

"I told you. Not only told her, but also wished her a long life. ”

"Then why didn't she put your name on it?"

"I don't know. Chen Yu spread his hands: "I'm just a transfer student, and the head teacher hasn't liked me very much." When I got on the bus, I was rushed to the roof of the bus. From time to time, he attacked me with words, and I couldn't say a word when I was often scolded. ”

Chen Kaizi: "......"

"Nonsense!" The principal was furious: "Nonsense! What's wrong with transfer students? Transfer students should be discriminated against? It's too unusual!"

"Don't do that, Headmaster. Chen Yu persuaded: "In addition to disliking me, criticizing me, and discriminating against me, my homeroom teacher is still very good to me." ”

Chen Kaizi: "......"

Dean of Students: "......"

Suppressing the anger, the principal of the seventh middle school said irritably: "Lao Liu, after the college entrance examination, let his head teacher come to my office." ”

"Well... Good. The dean nodded repeatedly.

"Since you're also a promoted student, sit down. I stood. Patting Chen Yu on the shoulder, the principal waved his hand: "Sit down, continue to rest, and save your physical strength." ”

......

Time passes slowly.

In the anticipation of more than 60,000 spectators at the scene, the ring match finally began.

On the large screen that hangs, the first battle list is displayed.

Chen Yu, who was in the seat, opened his glasses and saw that there was no name on the screen, so he closed them again and enjoyed a massage by professionals.

Then, within a few minutes, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became warm.

Five teams of players have already started playing.

Due to the megaphones installed in each ring, the sound of the candidates' fists and roaring spirits was not covered by the cheers of the audience.

Chen Yu straightened up, opened his eyes and observed for a while.

I found that every move of the candidates in the ring went all out, pointing directly at the opponent's vital point. The intensity of the confrontation has risen much compared to the auditions.

This is the college entrance examination in his memory......

"Come on!"

"Knock knock!"

"Come on!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

In the auditorium, there was once again a mighty drum beat.

The adrenaline rush of the candidates once again picks up the pace of the battle.

In a short time, the five rings were all victorious.

One of the defeated in Ring 3 was seriously injured and was lifted by the paramedics and sent away for rescue.

"Boom la la ......"

The scene suddenly applauded thunderously for a long time......

When the four medical staff carried the wounded and passed by the No. 7 Middle School waiting for the war zone, the director of education inevitably boiled with enthusiasm and felt that "the best scar for a man is the one left after a serious injury." ”

Chen Yuhu doubted: "Shouldn't a man's best scar be the one left after cutting the foreskin?"

A paramedic stumbled and fell to the ground. Throw the injured candidate two meters away.

Dean of Students: "......"

Principal: "......"

Everyone present: "......"

"Poof. The wounded spat out a mouthful of blood......

"You... Don't talk nonsense!" The doctor who fell quickly got up, glared at Chen Yu angrily, and then carried the injured candidate back to the stretcher: "How is it?

The injured candidate clutched his chest and struggled: "It hurts... It hurts ......."

"I'll give you an anesthetic right away and have surgery right away. ”

"That's... That ......" the candidate stretched out: "Then by the way... Cut my foreskin too......"

Everyone: "......"

......

The first fights are over.

The staff took the stage to clean up the traces.

On the big screen, the list of candidates for the second batch was also displayed.

[The second batch of the first round of the ring competition:]

[Ring No. 1: No. 3 (***) vs. No. 3 (**)]

[Ring 2: No. 9 Middle School (**) vs. No. 9 Middle School (**)]

[Ring 3: No. 1 Middle School (***) vs. No. 6 Middle School (***)]

[Ring 4: No. 7 Middle School (Chen Kaizi) vs. No. 7 Middle School (Chen Yu)]

[Ring 5: No. 1 Middle School (**) vs. No. 1 Middle School (***)]

"It's our turn. ”

Seeing the names on the giant screen, the principal was in high spirits, and turned to look at Chen Yu and Chen Kaizi: "You two get up." ”

The two got up and subconsciously glanced at each other.

Chen Kaizi frowned slightly.

With his status in the Seventh Middle School, he has never looked at Chen Yu once.

In his heart, it was a low-level person. And he is forever two worlds.

But unexpectedly, this "bottom person" was also promoted and qualified to fight him......

"The world is getting more and more magical. Chen Kaizi pursed his lips and took off his coat, revealing a body of tendon meat.

As a descendant of a martial arts family, he is not an ordinary student.

If the literary examination is not ranked according to the level of strength, he is confident that he can hit the top 20 in Qingcheng and become a seeded player.

"Just let that stupid* principal see how I got into the official round......

At this point, Chen Kaizi took a step and was about to walk to the ring.

"Wait a minute!" the principal of the seventh middle school stopped him: "I haven't arranged tactics yet." ”

"What tactics?" Chen Kaizi stopped and glanced back at Chen Yu: "Use tactics to beat him?"

Chen Yu: "......"

"Have you forgotten what I said?" the principal gestured with both hands: "If the difference in strength between the two sides is too large, you have to admit defeat." It can not only avoid injury to one side, but also not deplete the opponent's physical energy. ”

As he spoke, the principal asked Chen Kaizi, "What is your strength level?"

Chen Kaizi replied: "0.9." ”

"What about you?" the headmaster asked, turning his head again.

Chen Yu replied: "0.7." ”

"The weak side admits defeat, understand?" the principal patted Chen Yu on the shoulder again.

"Understood. The weak side admits defeat, which is very reasonable and very good tactical arrangement. Chen Yu nodded and smiled at Chen Kaizi.

"Whatever. Chen Kaizi continued to walk, left the waiting area, and walked to the No. 4 ring.

"Then I'm on it too. After moving the lower joint, Chen Yu also followed into the ring.

"Also, don't throw in the towel at the beginning!" the principal shouted, "Hold on for a while, and then admit defeat when the others are halfway through the fight and there isn't much attention from the audience." ”

"Got it. Chen Yu waved his hand: "You can completely trust me Chen Yu." ”

......