This is about to take the college entrance examination, and everyone is staring at the guaranteed places. The seventh middle school hasn't gotten the news yet, and the third middle school has taken away seventeen places first, can this make people not fry the pot?

The crowd kept shouting, and the few people in the third middle school on the podium frowned.

The pimple boy at the head slapped the table and said angrily: "If you want to participate, sign up, if you don't want to participate, shut up." We have 17 guaranteed places in the third middle school, and that's because we have the strength of the third middle school, so why are you not satisfied? This is still our subordinates showing mercy, otherwise, we won't leave any of you left!"

"What the are you dragging!" Someone below finally couldn't help it, and a student burst out and said, "You three are amazing? I'll give you everything, so what are we going to do?"

"Hmph, drink the northwest wind?" the pimple boy said coldly, "I don't have the ability, I don't even have to drink the northwest wind." We have this strength in the third, what do you have in the seventh, why are you competing with us for the guaranteed place?"

"That's right, the seventeen guaranteed places in our third middle school are not for nothing. Every year, the top students in the city's college entrance examination are from our third middle school, regardless of liberal arts and science. The top student in our third middle school, even in the whole province, may become the top student in the college entrance examination, what about you?"

"How many of us in the third middle school have won national awards, what Olympiad, what national essay, what youth science and technology competition, what national youth sports championship, what do you have in the seventh?"

"Hmph, you can't compare to learning, and you can't compare with other specialties, you still want to compete with us for a place in the seventh middle school, what capital do you have?"

Everyone in the third middle school scolded angrily, and everyone on the seventh middle school suddenly fell silent. Although they are very unwilling, they also have to admit that the third middle school is indeed very strong.

"Then we don't need to collect the registration fee here!" One student couldn't help but say, "The registration fee is 300 yuan, are you here to collect money?"

"We have a wrap-up meeting, which is to teach you the learning experience. Learning methodsLearning experiences are invaluable. For those who know the value, they can give up three thousand yuan, what is three hundred yuan?" The pimple boy said coldly: "Forget it, I think that's the case for you seven." No wonder there is a Heavenly Mandate Martial Dao, it is a group of bad students with developed limbs and simple minds, which is simply a garbage dump with filth and dirt!"

When these words came out, Su Yang, who was sitting in the back, couldn't help frowning.

In fact, he didn't particularly care about the arguments between these students. In terms of learning, Su Yang is not good at it anyway, and academic discussions are nothing. There is also the matter of escorting places, which is nothing to Su Yang.

But, after all, you can't scold people, right?

I, the founder of the Heavenly Destiny Martial Arts, are still sitting here, and you just say that the members of my side are all bad students with developed limbs and simple minds, and you also say that I am a garbage dump there, which is too bullying, right?

Everyone in the classroom also fell silent and looked at Su Yang. Now the people in the seventh middle school are in awe of Su Yang, and someone scolds the Heavenly Mandate Martial Dao in front of him, can this Su Yang endure it?

Su Yang actually didn't really want to pay attention to the petty grievances between these outstanding students, but since everyone looked at him, he couldn't pretend to be dead.

Coughing lightly, Su Yang said: "This classmate, have we offended you in the Heavenly Mandate Martial Dao? Why do you want to hurt people like this? Who said that our Heavenly Mandate Martial Arts are all bad students, you are too irresponsible to say this!"

The pimple boy was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "What, you are a member of the Heavenly Mandate Martial Dao?"

"He is the founder of our Heavenly Mandate Martial Dao!" said a student from the seventh middle school proudly.

When these words came out, those people in the third middle school were all taken aback, they had all heard of Su Yang's notoriety.

"You...... You...... You ......" The pimple boy was so frightened that his lips were trembling, the people of their three martial arts clubs, but they were not lightly cleaned up by Su Yang.

Su Yang smiled: "It's okay, if you have something to say, I won't do anything to you students who are excellent in learning!"

The pimple boy breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little afraid, and said in a low voice, "Student...... A student's vocation should be to learn, you ...... You fight and kill all day long, and you don't take your studies seriously, this is ...... This...... What kind of student is this?"

"That doesn't mean we're bad students!" Su Yang said: "If we don't study well, we admit it." But our people aren't bad. Besides, we just don't study in hobbies, is this all wrong? What era is this, and personality is not wrong, right? If we all study well, then do you still get these guaranteed places?"

The pimple boy was speechless, and was silent for a long time before he whispered: "Hmph, you people, even if you study hard, it's useless, and you still want to compete with us for a guaranteed place, do you have the strength? Hmph, you, the founder, are at the bottom of every exam, and the bottom of the city." You can fight and bully people, so what? This society is a brain-fighting society, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, so what's the difference between that and a brute bull!"

"Hey, I won't accept you talking like this!" Su Yang frowned and said, "What's wrong with me being at the bottom of the exam?

"What do you know!" Zhao Qiupeng couldn't help but say: "Although Xiao Yang didn't study seriously, his medical skills are very clever. Now the country has several projects, which are studying Xiao Yang's original medical skills, is this a simple mind?"

"That's right, Su Yang is the pride of our seventh middle school!"

"What are you talking about, you three, can you find such a character?"

The students of No. 7 Middle School shouted one after another, and everyone in No. 3 Middle School on the stage was also enraged, and the pimple boy said angrily: "We don't know what the situation is outside, and we have no say in this." After all, who can say for sure who made the medical thing. However, you can't even learn these things in textbooks, and what kind of medical skills do you create, who believes such a thing?"

Zhao Qiupeng hurriedly said: "That was created by Su Yang, why don't you believe it?"

"Bah, I haven't even learned this simple knowledge in the textbook, and I went out to start a medical technique and fool the ghost!" said one of the three middle school in a loud voice.

The two sides immediately argued, Su Yang frowned, he didn't want this result. What's going on, this matter was noisy back and forth, and in the end it ended up arguing with him, he just wanted to persuade him.

After arguing for a while, the pimple boy yelled violently: "I don't tell you this nonsense, if you have the ability, come to the summary meeting when the time comes, there is a knowledge competition on the spot, you can choose people from the seventh, and compare with us on the spot!"

(End of chapter)