"We are an educational institution, not an underworld! We want to cultivate talents, not hooligans......

The next day, in the auditorium of the freshman orientation meeting, the president gave the most stern speech since the founding of Shingu University in front of all the teachers and students of the school.

“...... What I hate the most is school bullying! I didn't expect such an ugly thing to happen in this college where there are many talents! It's really shocking and heartbreaking!"

As he spoke, the headmaster shook his fists, sometimes with righteous indignation, sometimes beating his chest, impassionedly like an orator.

In front of the podium, Zhao Ting, Jiang Shaohui, Chen Zhou, and Wei Yuanzhi stood with shame on their faces and showed the public in front of the teachers and students of the school.

On the podium, the president was still spitting and continuing his speech, from Confucius to Lu Xun, from Cambridge to Peking University...... The gushing mouth is like a river. In the venue, thousands of pairs of eyes were in different moods, looking at Yang Zhen behind the principal—he was sitting there with his head bowed and his legs together, his hands on his knees, like a child who had done something wrong.

The freshman meeting became a criticism meeting, and the entrance ceremony that day dragged on for two hours, and finally F4 apologized to Yang Zhen, demerit it once each, and ordered to write the inspection to close.

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Late at night, Zhang's Mansion.

Zhang Jiahao sat in the spacious and luxurious hall, his chin propped up in his hands, and looked ahead.

The hardcover palace lantern rotated without wind, as if it was being manipulated by an invisible hand, controlling the light in a gloomy darkness.

This is the main hall of the Zhang Xiuzhen family, and the four Tifli marbles hold the mirror hall steadily, seemingly ordinary but implying the number of four elephants, combining an extremely powerful magic circle that can easily tear the intruder to pieces.

"So what?" Zhang Jiahao said lightly, "This is the result of your handling?"

On the opposite side of Zhang Jiahao, Zhao Ting, Jiang Shaohui, Chen Zhou and Wei Yuanzhi had been sitting silently, and they couldn't help but clench their fists when they heard this.

"It's so obscene!" Jiang Shaohui was the first to shout, "That guy actually went to complain to the teacher after receiving the money, I have never seen such a despicable and shameless person!"

Zhang Jiahao glanced at him coldly: "Your lines are wrong." ”

"Uh~"

Silence was like a mountain in the wide hall, and no one spoke a few people, and after a long time, Zhao Ting asked tentatively:

"Boss, what should I do now? That guy is covered by the principal, we can't recruit him~"

Although the Xingong University is full of elites and beautiful women, there is no student union calling for wind and rain, and the director of discipline does not wear explosion-proof helmets to work, it is a very normal school, the principal is full of authority, and no student dares to cause the "wrath of the sleeping dragon".

Zhang Jiahao slowly stood up. F4 raised his head in unison and cast a hopeful gaze, they all knew that this was the usual move of the boss when he made a decision again, and they hoped that the eldest brother could come forward to help find the field, but Zhang Jiahao was silent for a long time, still shaking his head:

"It's not convenient for me to come forward. ”

Cultivators don't do anything to ordinary people - this is an unwritten rule in the cultivation world, and it is also the consensus of all cultivators, not to mention that he is a dignified monk who "refines qi and refines the twofold".

F4 couldn't help but look at each other.

"Boss, is that all it takes?" Chen Zhou couldn't help but ask.

The four of them have always been in the limelight at school, and this is the first time they have apologized to a new student in full view of everyone, which can be described as an unprecedented shame. This has to be swallowed, how to be worthy of the well-known local name of "F4"!

How will you shout to people in the future: "Heh, you managed to get my attention"?!

Zhang Jiahao didn't speak, he paced to the window, stretched out his hand to open the curtains, the moonlight seeped in from the high window lattice, and the water sprinkled on the ground like a shower, but it stopped a foot in front of him, as if he was frightened.

"Yang Zhen, which class are you in?" Zhang Jiahao suddenly asked.

"One year (4) class. Wei Yuanzhi replied.

"(4) Class?" Zhang Jiahao smiled lightly.

Suddenly, the bright moonlight faded out of the window like a frightened rabbit.

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The next day was the first day of the new semester, and Yang Zhen hurried to the school early in the morning.

It's not that he's diligent and studious, in fact, Yang Zhen has been sleepless all night.

Now he has moved into the villa that the principal said, which is luxurious and elegant, and is known as the Red Mansion in the New Palace, and it is painted in the school's enrollment book.

It is said that this building is the foundation laid by Mr. Lu Xun himself, has a history of 100 years, has always been regarded as a symbol of the new palace annex, the maintenance cost is amazing, but the school regularly asks someone to maintain and clean, preserved like a tourist attraction, so no one has ever lived in it.

Even the headmaster himself.

Gao Jie, the honorary director of the school, once said this sentence in front of the Red House when he was a student:

"My lifelong dream is to be the master of the Red Mansion. ”

After Gao Jie became an honorary director, he applied to the principal to make the Red House a temporary residence on the grounds that the new house was under construction, which was also a taste of his life's wish, but the president refused on the grounds of protecting cultural relics, and only allocated the Jiayang Building next to the Red House to him, which made the director sigh, whenever a student passed by, he could see the director standing in his own window looking at the Red Mansion, like a stone statue.

So when I heard that someone had moved into the Red Mansion, the whole school shook the alleys that day, and countless students came to see the demeanor of the first qualified man in the history of the school, and saw Yang Zhen carrying a pressure cooker, one left and one right, as if Li Yuanba was carrying his eighty-two pounds of Xuantie double hammer, and dragged across the picturesque boulevard in front of everyone.

The posture is not only like a migrant worker entering the city, but also like a triad coming to smash the field.

"Blasphemy, blasphemy!" the senior director beat his chest and burst into tears.

In fact, Yang Zhen also knows that this style is a bit blind, but he has all his belongings in his bag, so he can't lose it, right?

In fact, he can't live in the Red Mansion, Yang Zhen has long felt about it: his idea is actually very simple: the collective life of the student apartment will only make each other subtle, but the cultivator has a secret that cannot be said, he wants to live alone - this is all Yang Zhen's thoughts - he just wants to change to a passable place, of course, someone will not be hypocritical if he has to come to the mansion and villa, but his mind is not on this.

Last night on the hour, he tried his luck again in the gray fog world. Yang Zhen feels that he has been lucky recently: when he is worried that someone will hit him with money if he has no money, he will have a villa to live in if he drops out of school...... Maybe this sign-in will directly break through the "gas refining", and it is not known.

It turned out to be four words.

But these four words are......

"You're not annoying".

Somehow, a nameless fire burst out, and then he couldn't hold back and smashed his fist on the panel of the system.

Outcome......

A crisp sound of "ping pong", accompanied by the noise of some parts falling to the ground, startled Yang Zhen.

~ The system shouldn't be smashed by me, right?

He quickly checked: the transparent clock would still go, and the time was in line with reality, and it didn't seem to be a problem, but ......

The sound is too vivid......

He didn't sleep all night with trepidation, and when he walked into school today, his eyes were still a little dark.

As a result, when he passed by the playground, he was still taken aback. It was found that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and they immediately turned away as soon as they met his gaze.

"Your name is on the history of the school. ”

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, and Yang Zhen turned around and found Yu Meng and Shu Xiaoman standing there with a smile.

Yang Zhen couldn't help but feel happy in his heart: "Why are you guys? You are also a student affiliated with Xingong University?"

Shu Xiaoman smiled at Yang Zhenwan: "Yu Mengda, we are in one class, and I am the same as you, I am in 4 classes a year." ”

Yang Zhen looked at Yu Meng, who looked like a rampant clan, and now he finally understood why Shu Xiaoman's flower was inserted into cow dung.

A glass of turbid wine and half a glass of tears, the junior sister always sleeps with the senior brother, and the ancients do not deceive me.

"Actually, I saw you when I reported to you, and I wanted to say hello to you, and then F4 found fault with you, and I didn't go over. Shu Xiaoman said again.

Yang Zhen was stunned: "What, even you are afraid of them?"

What he was most worried about was that these people were cultivators or had some background in cultivating truth, so he didn't directly educate them that day. Later, I thought of the method of "complaining" to punish slightly, and I also wanted to use the principal as a buffer.

In the eyes of the students, "suing the teacher" is the worst behavior, and the students are more willing to solve disputes in their own way, although Yang Zhen is shameless in doing so. But because it's too shameless, if the other party is a cultivator, then he doesn't care about it, because the two are not on the same level at all, it's like if you are bitten by a dog, you won't bite back.

As for the million, don't worry, he inquired later, these are all wealthy masters, so if the other party is really a cultivator, Yang Zhen is not worried that they will surrender their identity and embarrass him for "this little money". Now seeing that Shu Xiaoman is also afraid of Zhao Ting and others, Yang Zhen can't help but secretly rejoice - glad that he was not reckless at that time.

Who knew that Shu Xiaoman's eyes widened instead:

"I'm afraid of them, I'm afraid of those F4 second-class goods, they're dirty in my hands. ”

Yang Zhen was stunned: "It turns out that they are just ordinary people?"

"That's right!" Shu Xiaoman said, "That's why it's hard for me to come forward." Then I'm afraid you'll do it—if nothing else, you'll lose your identity. But I didn't expect you to accept the check. ”

Yang Zhen had no choice but to smile bitterly: Who made me poor?

"By the way," he digressed, "I see you have an F4, could it be that they are really called F4?"

"Yes," Shu Xiaoman pouted, "Because I take F in all my homework~"

Yang Zhen: "......"

"Okay~ Don't talk about this," Shu Xiaoman pulled Yang Zhen enthusiastically, "Let's go, let's report to the class together." ”