"Zhan Meng, don't hunchback, keep your chest up, today you are a well-deserved protagonist, the entire Academy of Youth History is paying attention to you, you have to show the momentum of being the first in the world, this battle is your battle of honor, you must play with style, momentum, and the prestige of our 107 dormitory!"

"Yes, Lao Zhan, as long as you win today's game, brother, I will invite the whole class to the Huatian Hotel for a three-day banquet, and then my brother will go to the most luxurious club in Dongcheng to do a full set of services. ”

"Phew, don't take bad students, we don't want to go to the place where the filth is hidden, but well, the cricket bar by the river is open to the public, where you can experience all kinds of thrilling martial arts games, and there are also star girl groups and performances there, hehe." ”

"Seconded. ”

"Okay, just according to what Weiya said, as long as Zhanmeng wins today...... No, win or lose, let's go to the cricket bar and relax!"

These four teenagers are Zhan Meng and several of his roommates. The roommates started talking, and they were more excited than Zhan Meng. They wore uniform yellow headbands today, and they also put one on Zhan Meng, saying that it would bring luck and courage.

"Today is the final of the Rookie King Competition, Xuhua, son of Duke Taoling, are you ready, let's have a good fight!" Zhan Meng adjusted the hairband on his forehead, his eyes full of determination.

"Look, isn't it the dream of the law department coming there?"

"yes, it's him, wow!"

Suddenly, many students on the road heard the wind and gathered around.

"Zhan Meng, take a photo with our dormitory!"

"Zhan Meng, fight with Xuhua today, do you think you have a chance of winning, hehe, I'm Xuhua's classmate......"

"Let's go, don't come over here for the supporters over there, Zhan Meng, I'm your fan. ”

"Zhan Meng, I'm also your fan, I also bet a hundred yuan to bet on you to win, you can take a photo with me." ”

"Little brother, I'm optimistic about you, defeat that nasty vanity!"

"We're all there to support you......"

There were so many people who claimed to be fans in an instant, and Zhan Meng was still a little embarrassed, and was hugged and pulled to take a few group photos. Although he was smiling awkwardly when he took pictures, hey, I forgot how to laugh, but I didn't expect me to become a celebrity.

For a while, the circle of friends of the students of the Youth History College was swiped by a wave of photos of Zhan Meng.

"Okay, thank you for your support, now please let go, let's wait for the game, it's still in a hurry, let's let, let's go, thank you for your cooperation!"

With a wave of his hand, he motioned for his brothers to surround Zhan Meng and escort him away from the chaotic scene quickly.

Ah Cheng, Wei Ya wore a straight uniform, held his head high, and protected Zhan Meng in the middle to open the way, and he really had the appearance of a professional security officer.

Ten minutes later.

"Haha, don't say it, it really feels like a fan picking up the scene. ”

Finally entering the inside of the martial arts hall, Weiya said excitedly, patting Zhanmeng's shoulder.

"This is the welfare of being a martial artist, the current social trend is like this, everyone believes in the strong and pursues the martial artist, but it is those actors on TV in the past few years, and the traffic stars are looked down upon by the people, and the change of this social phenomenon is also a good thing. Although Zhan Meng is only a freshman in the first year, the Rookie King Contest has always attracted the attention of all parties, and many external forces will also send people to the school in advance to poach people. "I made a very professional review.

At this time, there was a ding, and Zhanmeng's mobile phone rang. Zhan Meng looked down, and it turned out that Zhang Xuan'er had sent a long message.

Occupy the dream and pull down the screen and read it.

The text message is not short, it is nothing more than some words of encouragement and details to pay attention to in the game. I saw her write at the end.

"There is only one last step left, and you can become the rookie king of this year, so you have to cherish the opportunity to lay a solid first step on the martial arts path that you decide to take in the future, focus on the game, and don't be distracted by other things."

Zhan Meng turned off his phone, raised his head, and thoughtfully said: "Yes, with the progress of the Rookie King Competition, I am slowly becoming clear about my future career direction, I want to become a glorious professional martial artist, and the Rookie King Competition is the first step to show myself to the world." ”

In the huge central hall of the bright hall, from the hot eyes of thousands of students and the audience, a large mimic ring slowly rose from under the floor. This is the No. 1 Ring of the Martial Arts Hall, which is not open for non-major competitions and non-finals, and the last time it was opened was during the University Martial Arts League Competition.

The seats of the spectators spread to the heights in the distance, and now the black flow of people slowly entered, gradually filling the seats in the venue, densely packed, full of voices, and there were many people watching the game.

Many people in the society bought tickets to come in, and many of them were martial arts detectives from major martial arts magazines and surrounding martial arts sects, all of whom came for dreams and vanity.

The process of the game has already begun to work, and the host announced that the referee of this match will be the director of the martial arts department himself. Director An took the manuscript to the stage to deliver a speech and briefly introduced the two finalists.

In the dark, Zhan Meng stood at the entrance of the warrior's passage and waited.

It happened that two student union officials were chatting at the entrance of the passage, and he heard it.

"Senior sister, what is the identity of this fat man, why haven't I seen him in school before, I don't feel like I know martial arts at all, is the school engaged in logistics, and I actually talk a lot on the stage alone?

"Shhh ”

"Uh...... Well, I didn't say it......"

Zhan Meng couldn't help but snicker. What is the identity of An Fatzi? The strong man in the entire Star City does not show up much in school, and he rarely makes a move. But judging from the evaluation of Zhang Xuan'er and Zhenzi, it is definitely a bigwig-level existence that can be eaten by both black and white veterans. Don't be fooled by his piggy face.

Director An's speech was like an old lady's footwrap, smelly and long, from the founding of the god of martial arts and the history of the martial arts hall to the founding motto of the Qingshi Academy, from the dialectical view of martial arts to the significance of the rookie king competition, people only dozed off.

"Now, please welcome President Liu Xiangrong of the Academy of Youth History and the famous martial artist Duke Taoling to be present with warm applause!" Director An suddenly announced loudly.