Chapter Forty-Eight: The Rookie Contest Ends
Office of the President of Hangzhou Provincial University.
There were three people seated.
is watching the battle between Yuan Zeyu and Liu Hongyi live on TV.
"Headmaster, how are you feeling?"
Aoki crossed Jiro's legs and leaned back on the sofa.
Daigo sat upright on the sidelines, and the education he received since childhood did not allow him to be as big as Aoki.
Especially when facing the teacher of the president of Hangzhou Provincial University.
Sitting beside them was an old man with white hair, old-fashioned eyes, a white shirt, and a somewhat classical dress, who was the current president of Hangzhou Provincial University, Wan Guoping.
With a soft smile on his face, the old man watched the TV as Pichu knocked the dumb camel away with an iron tail blow.
"Yes, it's not bad."
said lightly, Gu Jing Bubo's eyes were full of profundity.
Hearing his comments, Aoki sat up straight.
"It's a pity that such a talent was expelled by you, when does our Hangzhou Provincial University need to bow to those families?"
"Ahem." Daigo coughed lightly and glanced at Aoki.
What do you mean?
Daigo's family, which is also the family in his mouth, is one of the top steelmaking companies in the entire Northeast region, and has even recently developed its own Poke Ball production line, which is definitely a giant crocodile in China.
Aoki glanced at him, and said angrily:
"Don't interrupt, it's not you."
Then he looked at the principal Wan Guoping, and still couldn't see much emotional fluctuations in his eyes.
I saw him sigh lightly and put down the brush in his hand.
"It's not for the so-called family, although they have some strength, but I, Hangzhou University, how can I be constrained by them."
"So why turn away such talents?
I dare to guarantee that after the end of this rookie competition, many famous universities in the country will definitely throw an olive branch to him, at that time, the loss of talent is small, and the four seasons of West Lake in Hangzhou Province will be one less goalkeeper in the future. โ
The Four Seasons Crack is a spatial crack located on the shore of West Lake in the center of Hangzhou, and poses the greatest threat to the entire Hangzhou Province.
Wan Guoping flipped the rice paper on the table, and saw six big characters written on it...
"If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy."
Aoki's eyes narrowed, and he understood what he meant.
Although "teaching" comes first and "education" comes last, teaching and educating people are indispensable.
Even to some extent, educating people is still on top of teaching.
Yuan Zeyu took a desperate step and stole the Pokรฉ Ball from the Elf Center, which was an essential problem, and it was an act that violated the teaching philosophy of the upright president of Hangzhou Provincial University in front of him.
Making sure Aoki understood what he meant, Wan Guoping helped his glasses.
"You also know how seriously the League thinks of the Elf Center, this little guy is currently the only one who stole the Pokรฉ Ball from it and almost succeeded, and the pressure from above is one of the reasons why I had to do it."
Aoki looked at him, then at the paper on the table, pursed his lips, and said:
"Do you know why he did this, teacher?"
"For hatred." Wan Guo said flatly.
"What kind of hatred does the teacher know?" Aoki asked.
Wan Guoping paused and shook his head slowly.
"But... Ignorance. โ
Aoki stared at him closely.
Dawu next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Teacher, it's the incident half a year ago..."
For the first time, Wan Guoping's face showed a big mood swing for the first time.
"It's... That time? โ
Aoki nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice, "He's the child of those two, I think you should understand why we did this, teacher." โ
Wan Guoping looked at Aoki and Daigo, his calm eyes were rippling, he understood the cause and effect of the matter.
"Besides, teacher, do you know why he failed in the end? It was only because a dying elf needed his help at the time, and he chose to lend a helping hand in that situation, that the operation failed.
This is enough to prove that he is not bad in nature, but because of the death of his parents, he lost his mind. โ
Aoki then added.
In his opinion, he wants to live hard in this world.
Being evil is not necessarily a bad thing.
Just like he said to Yuan Zeyu, if you cultivate three points of evil qi, you can have a ruthless heart in the face of unnecessary things.
As long as it's not completely evil, just right to block the three points of evil, this will make him appreciate it more.
At least, that's what Aoki thinks he is.
Daigo also spoke:
"Teacher, don't worry, the pressure on the alliance's side, we will solve it, and it can be regarded as compensation for this little guy."
Wan Guoping exhaled lightly and shook his head.
"It doesn't have to be, since you two think so much... Bring him to me, after all, I've never seen this kid before. โ
Aoki and Daigo looked at each other.
It's done!
...
"Congratulations to our No. 778 player Yuan Zeyu for successfully winning the championship, I don't know what you want to say now?"
On the podium, the host sent the microphone to Yuan Zeyu.
Tens of thousands of eyes in the audience, plus the audience in front of TV, computers and mobile phones, all wanted to hear what this ordinary person had to say.
Yuan Zeyu pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Luck." โ
The host's expression froze.
"Hehe, our Yuan Zeyu players are really joking, and then ask our guests to present awards to the players!"
The person who presented the award to Yuan Zeyu, the champion, was Qi Yan, who has always been very optimistic about him and Pichu.
When presenting the medal, Yuan Zeyu felt a slightly resentful gaze.
Tilting his head slightly, he happened to meet Miao Zhen's gaze.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
This is "real poisoned milk".
I would like to thank him for his "support" along the way.
It is estimated that he will not be able to get rid of the name of "poisoned milk" in a short time.
"Really" who wants to die, he can't live three watches...
Qi Yan hung the most useless medal around Yuan Zeyu's neck, and then handed over a bank card.
"This is the bearer bank card of the alliance, which contains 300,000 cash, and the password is 123456, which is a reward that belongs to you."
"Skin~"
(เนโขฬใ โขฬ)ูโง
Pichu's eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers.
Before, the periphery won 540,000, plus the remaining 60,000 dividends from Wang Can and Zhou Fatzi, and the 300,000 that is now in hand.
This...
Fortunately, since the last time the fingers were not enough incident passed, Yuan Zeyu taught Pichu a simple addition and subtraction algorithm.
It calculates the harvest this time.
900,000!
Flattered...
I only feel that there are countless roast geese, and roast chickens are flying around in front of its eyes.
Boom โ
Yuan Zeyu took the bank card and asked with a little hesitation: "It seems that the top three have item rewards, right?" โ
Qi Yan laughed twice and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, there won't be anything missing from you, it's just that it's inconvenient to take it out now, and when the three of you come to the Hangzhou-Beijing Alliance branch, the things will be there."
After that, he and the other two award presenters left.
Only Yuan Zeyu, Liu Hongyi, and Xue Hao were left there to be photographed by a large number of cameras, and to answer some irrelevant questions.
This "Hangzhou Province Rookie Competition" is officially over!