For a moment, everyone was shocked.

"Mr. Yang, the Falling Snow Pavilion was established by Mr. Yang?"

"Wait, we have Mr. Liang of Jintai Group in Qingbei District, and Mr. Chen of Yuye Group, but haven't you heard of Mr. Yang?"

"That's right! Looking at my country, there are Ma Yun and Ma Huateng, two Ma presidents, Wang Zong, the national husband, and Lei Zong, who are the rice mobile phone company, but I haven't heard of Mr. Yang! Who is this Mr. Yang? ”

"I heard that the people in our Jiandang Kyushu camp said that Mr. Yang stole the first kill of the Titan of Aoki Forest, and this B looks about the same age as us, anyway, I haven't seen his true face!"

"Is Mr. Yang rich?"

Listening to the discussions, Lin Ruyue couldn't help it anymore, and laughed at a mouthful of rice: "Poof, hahaha, Mr. Yang, who is always Yang, do you know?" You don't know, I know, hahahaha! ”

"Mr. Yang is Yang Fan's classmate next to us!" After Lin Ruyue said this, Liang Zixuan immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth.

"Yueyue, what are you doing?" Liang Zixuan glared at her sternly.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

The whole cafeteria was silent, deathly silent, as if everyone had stopped the noise and turned their eyes to this side.

Lin Ruyue felt hairy all over her body, and she suddenly understood the seriousness of the matter******* once it was exposed to the real society, it would trigger school violence.

Yes, ten years ago, someone played an online game called League of Legends, one of them hung up and gave away the head, and the other four teammates finally made an appointment to kill the person who hung up.

The occurrence of school violence, as well as the addiction to games, which leads to juvenile delinquency, is not uncommon. Even ten years later, in the "Dream Game Era!" "It doesn't change that. After all, many people still can't tell the difference between the reality of the game, so it's too serious!

Lin Ruyue suddenly felt that she had a crime-like feeling, it was she who had harmed Yang Fan, she lowered her head, and felt guilty in her heart.

When the audience was quiet, Yang Fan suddenly stood up and waved to everyone with a smile: "Brothers, hello everyone!" I'm that Mr. Yang! Tong Su is not bullied, the snow Changting accepts people, the one who comes is the brother, and the one who comes is the family! Welcome all the teachers and students of Qingbei High School to join the Falling Snow Changting! ”

“……”

Liang Zixuan was speechless for an instant, and looked at Yang Fan with a confused expression, as if looking at a fool.

"!"

A scolding broke the silence, and the campus celebrities in Kyushu scolded loudly

- Don't blame Lao Tzu for being uneducated, and breaking into the world with one word!

"Yang Fan in the first class, you are Mr. Yang? What do you mean by snatching us from the Titan Elite? "The man lost his job, and he was about to rush over and fight.

"Are you stupid B? People say that he is Mr. Yang, and you believe it. I'm still FTD's Sunset God of War, can you believe it? ”

"That's right! Play games with a little brain, is he Mr. Yang, let's take a look at the game to know! Isn't the game Doomsday bound to the player's DNA? What is B in reality, what is B in the game! ”

"That's right! He's just a new class of transfer students. Wait for us to enter the game after school, see who can meet Mr. Yang himself, take a picture of Mr. Yang with the communicator, don't you know who it is? ”

Everyone calmed down, and everyone knew that the end was bound to the player's DNA.

For example, Liang Zixuan, after entering the game, her appearance has not changed, she is still so beautiful, and people from many other regions even secretly took photos of Liang Zixuan and put her photos in the game on the Internet, which led to the achievement of the first place in the national school flower selection.

How many perverts came here, shouting one by one - three days of steady earning, the death penalty is not lost!

This is why Mr. Liang invited Yang Fan to be a bodyguard at any cost, Yang Fan was born as a special soldier, has received professional training, and will not be upset, and Yang Fan does not have any bad records in his file.

After some quarrels, Yang Fan sat on the chair with a smile: "I am really Mr. Yang!" Why didn't anyone believe me? ”

Liang Zixuan glared at her: "If you die like this again, you will definitely not be able to mix it up tomorrow, Qingbei High School is not as simple as you think, there are many existences that you can't afford to provoke, classmate Yang Fan!" ”

Yang Fan smiled but did not speak.

Zixuan, you don't know me, I'm the existence they can't mess with!

And at this moment, Peng Cheng didn't say a word, every time he took a bite of food, he glanced at Yang Fan out of the corner of his eye: "Whether you are Mr. Yang or not, Luoxue Changting has made an enmity with me, you wait!" I'm going to make the Falling Snow Pavilion disappear from this area! ”

……

……

All day during the day, Yang Fan sat next to Liang Zixuan, sitting very upright, after all, he was trained!

The teacher thought that he listened carefully to the class, but in fact he didn't understand a word.

After school, Yang Fan returned to the dormitory and was surprised to find that Zhang Ku, a classmate next to him, had already been lying on the bed and falling asleep into the game.

Without further ado, Yang Fan also quickly lay down.

Enter the game –

System Prompt: Survivor Bitter Melon applies to join the camp.

After agreeing to the application, the number of people in the camp is actually full, and it has reached the upper limit of 40 people, at this moment, it can be regarded as a real transcendence and the world, in terms of number and strength, it has been crushed and the world!

"The camp is full, we must upgrade the camp and expand it to 60 people!" Thinking of this, Yang Fan immediately ran to the vault to take a look.

"I didn't expect that there are so many materials in the vault, everyone is very active in donating materials, I will upgrade to the level 3 camp now and enter the farming era!"

System prompt: The empire sent congratulations, congratulations to [Falling Snow Pavilion] for entering the era of agriculture under the leadership of the great mayor [Mr. Yang].

This speed is beyond Yang Fan's imagination.

After Yang Fan finished upgrading the camp at the city hall, he looked back and found that Gong Yan was already standing behind him.

Yang Fan immediately smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Great, military advisor, our Falling Snow Pavilion has now also entered the era of level 3 camps, at least in terms of level, we are on par with those top ten camps, and I didn't think about it myself with such a fast upgrade speed!" Hahahaha. ”

Yang Fan smiled happily, but at this time, Gong Yan's expression became unexpectedly serious: "Mr. Yang, do you know the price of rapid upgrade?" The number of patrols in our camp is insufficient, and the management value does not rise but falls! ”

"What!?" Yang Fan's whole person became nervous, "How much has the management value been reduced?" ”

Gong Yan said bitterly: "Mr. Yang, when you first created the camp, it was 48 points of management value, due to unmanned patrols, the management value began to drop on the first day, and then you were upgraded to a level 2 camp, the management value fell to 38, and on the third day, it fell to 36, and because you forcibly upgraded the camp level again, the management value fell to 8." The management value of our camp has bottomed out and we have entered a high-risk era! ”

"Just now, our camp has been chosen by the Empire as the City of Turmoil!"