Chapter 115: The Parliamentarian's Son
After listening to the words of the teacher Qiu Xue, Xiong Batian and the others were all silent, indeed as the teacher said, even if all of them were eliminated, it would not be strange for one of them to enter the top sixteen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In fact, Tianshui City 95 Middle School can enter the top 16 in the past few years, basically they go to that place as a foil, and they come back after going through the motions.
And the school didn't expect much from them.
Ten minutes later, the bus soon arrived at a huge open space in front of the Tianshui City Gymnasium, and at this time there were many buses parked in the open space.
The top students from all the major middle schools all walked out of the bus and gathered in the square, and two or three thousand people came at once, which was very spectacular.
Under the leadership of Teacher Qiu Xue, Xia Ping and others quickly walked down from the bus and came to the area of their school, temporarily lined up, and waited for the game to start.
"Look, people from Zhengde Middle School and Xinbo Middle School are here. One of the students shouted.
Everyone looked over, and immediately drove two splendid buses at the entrance, two stories high, and at a glance they knew that they were local tyrant buses, and the surface seemed to be still gilded, and their eyes were blind.
"Tsk, it is worthy of being a famous aristocratic school in Tianshui City, and it is really a local tyrant. A student sighed in admiration, looking at such a bus with envy and jealousy.
These two schools are well-known aristocratic schools and belong to sister schools, but the Xinbo School is a little more famous, and the children of the major magnates and merchants in Tianshui City will go to such schools.
Although Zhengde Middle School is also a little famous, but compared to Xinbo School, I don't know how much, if you have to compare, one is a local tyrant, and the other is a nobleman.
Whoosh!!
One by one, the students got off the golden bus, all of them looked like roosters with chicken blood, raised their heads, and their eyes were higher than the top, as if they did not pay attention to the students on the scene.
Each piece of clothing they wear is carefully made by hand, privately customized, using expensive monster skins, polymer materials, etc., warm in winter and cool in summer, and has a certain protective power.
Needless to say, everyone understands that every piece of clothing on it is worth a lot of money, at least thousands of federal coins, and some are even worth tens of thousands, and ordinary people can only look up and sigh.
"It's really infuriating to compare people to people, we can't compare with those local tyrant schools at all. ”
"Seeing that their qi and blood are very strong, each of them has at least the cultivation of the Seventh Heaven or above of the Martial Disciple, and the Eighth Heaven also has it. ”
"It can't be compared, everyone is monster meat, and there are pills to serve in cultivation, and they also use all kinds of advanced instruments, all kinds of famous teachers to guide, and they also open small stoves. Over time, this gap is huge. ”
"It seems that we came here this time just to foil, and we were eliminated before we even came in. ”
Many students are talking about it, seeing the appearance of these two people from the aristocratic school, they are all hit hard, they are all ordinary schools, and they are also ordinary people, and their monthly family income is more than 10,000 yuan, even if they have a good family background.
But what about those people in aristocratic schools, they eat tens of thousands of dollars a month alone, how can they compare?!
However, Xiong Batian and the others found that the students of these two schools did not seem to go to their area, but instead brought a large number of people to them.
The leader was a fat man from Xinbo Middle School who was 1.95 meters tall, extremely fat, and wearing a black suit, but Han Shan and other Zhengde Middle School students were like dogs, nodding their heads and following behind these people from Xinbo Middle School.
A group of people came in a mighty way.
"Xia Ping, did you provoke the people from Xinbo Middle School again?" Seeing these people coming, they looked ill-intentioned, they didn't look like they were here to make friends, it was simply intimidation, Jiang Yaru couldn't help glaring at Xia Ping.
Xia Ping also touched his chin: "No, you know, I'm a very low-key person." ”
Low-key fart!
Xiong Batian and the others looked at Xia Ping with disdain, if you bastard is still called low-key, there will be no high-profile people in the world, who doesn't know that you often cause trouble, small things make big trouble, big things are out of control, the legendary plague god said this kind of person.
They've all learned how good this bastard is.
"You kid is Xia Ping?!"
At this time, the fat man in a suit came to Xia Ping with a group of people, relying on his height of 1.95 meters, looking down at Xia Ping, his face was very arrogant.
And Han Shan and the others stood behind these people from Xinbo Middle School, looking gloating.
"I heard that your kid is very arrogant in the civilian middle school, and he is causing trouble everywhere, and even the people from Zhengde Middle School dare to provoke him, is there such a thing?" The fat man in the suit stared at Xia Ping, his tone was extremely arrogant, as if the leader was questioning his subordinates.
"Fatty, I'm very familiar with you?" Xia Ping squinted.
What the?!
Hearing this, the people of Xinbo Middle School and Zhengde Middle School were stunned, all of them were dumbfounded, who didn't know that this fat man in a suit was the most taboo for others to call him fat, and no one had ever dared to call him like this to his face.
Anyone who called him that, without exception, died a miserable death.
Obviously, the fat man in the suit had half of his face blackened, and anger was brewing in his heart, glaring at Xia Ping.
"Boy, do you know what politeness is, who is fat. How dare you speak to Feng Hetang like this, believe it or not, I'll whip you!" A student from Xinbo Middle School immediately jumped out and scolded Xia Ping.
Han Shan also jumped out and shouted: "Xia Ping, you are too much, you dare to speak to Feng Hetang like this, why don't you quickly kowtow to him and apologize, and beg him for forgiveness." ”
"Otherwise, Brother Feng will be furious, and you won't be able to eat and walk around!"
He was like a dog's leg, faithful to the Lord.
"No, this fat man is the famous Feng Hetang of Xinbo Middle School?! It is said that he is already a master of the martial arts Nine Heavens, extremely powerful, and talented, I didn't expect to be so fat?!"
One student was shocked, as if he had heard of the other's reputation.
"Shut up!"
A companion next to him covered the student's mouth, his face panicked: "You know that he is Feng Hetang of Xinbo Middle School, and you dare to call him fat to your face, do you want to die?"
"Someone called him fat like this before, but more than a dozen ribs were broken in his body, and he wailed in the hospital for a month, and no doctor dared to save him. ”
The student was scared half to death: "This Feng Hetang is so powerful?"
"Absolutely. The companion whispered, "His father is a councilor of Tianshui City, and his power is monstrous, who dares to provoke him." ”
Honourable?!
Everyone was shocked, and looked at this fat man Feng Hetang in horror, this is an official position with real power, a government official, with monstrous power, equivalent to the standing committee of the municipal party committee of a prefecture-level city in China in the previous life, with real power.
If this is not understandable, then there are only nine such councilors in the entire Tianshui City, and Feng Hetang's father is one of them, so you can imagine the horror of the other party.