The vice principal tried to change the son of a former councilor.

"Damn, dare not to give Lao Tzu face? Sooner or later, I'll tear down your old bones. The little fire man clenched his hands into fists and said cruel words in his mouth.

The vice principal didn't know what to say, and he also felt that this young man was a little suspenseful if he wanted to enter the school.

In front of the vice-principal, the little fire man chewed gum.

"Old fellow, what do we do next?" The young man asked, squinting.

The vice principal's neck jumped, and he was about to speak.

A voice came from the hallway, and the words suddenly stopped.

"Xiao Huang, why are you here?" The vice-chancellor was surprised.

Director Huang of the admissions office smiled and pointed at Ye Fan beside him.

"Councilor Yu arranged a job for me, this little brother has just returned from abroad and wants to transfer to our school."

After hearing this, the vice principal looked at Ye Fan.

"International students?"

"No, I didn't go to school abroad." Ye Fan shook his head and replied very frankly.

"He was brought to school by my mom to gild." Wang Moxue stood up with the frame of her glasses, and her words still did not speak in a tone.

The vice principal immediately understood, "It turned out to be Mo Xue's niece." ”

The vice principal smiled and nodded towards Ye Fan.

"Glasses girl, long time no see." The little fire man was chewing gum, and a big beauty appeared in front of him, and his eyes lit up.

But when I saw the familiar zombie face, I immediately lost interest.

"Brother Turkey is good." Wang Moxue's face was expressionless, "When did you release it?" ”

The young man's face stiffened, and the gum in his mouth was no longer fragrant.

It can be seen that the Vermilion Bird Phoenix on his arm trembled obviously.

"That's right, the principal is angry now, and I brought Wu Gongzi here for the same purpose as you." The vice principal hurriedly changed the subject.

"If you say you're dead, you're not allowed to stuff people into the school."

The vice principal glanced at Ye Annoyance, "If you go in now, I'm afraid you can only touch a soft nail to come out." ”

"Try it." It was Director Huang who spoke.

This is a matter that Councilor Yu personally explained, and there must always be an explanation for success or not.

Moreover, Councilor Yu's tone at that time was a little strange, and there was a solemn taste.

Director Huang looked at the young man and beckoned Ye Fan to follow.

But now the sons from the councilor's family have been kicked out by the principal, and he is only doing his last part.

Principal Fu nodded at Wang Moxue, and he really didn't look at Ye Fan.

Although the vice principal is in the same city as the light, the essence is the same as the principal, both for the school.

For this kind of pure gilding, it is to look down on it from the heart.

"Xiao Wu, let's go." The vice-principal greeted him.

The little fire man didn't move, "Wait, I'm going to see how that kid got blasted out by that old guy." ”

The young man hugged his chest with his arms, and the Vermilion Bird Phoenix was one left and one right.

I am angry, and I want to see how others are angry.

Bang bang, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in." The headmaster's cold voice came to his ears.

Director Huang turned his head and looked at Ye Fan worriedly.

Then he pushed the door and entered, "Principal, this is the son introduced by Councilor Yu." ”

Director Huang briefly explained the situation and cautiously looked at the principal behind the desk.

The principal withdrew his gaze from Ye Fan, stood up, and faced the two with his back.

"Alright, let's get out, I'll talk to this young man."

Director Huang's heart sank, knowing that things were out of play.

If the principal agrees, he will let him stay and discuss the next arrangement. can let Ye Fan stay.

Director Huang shook his head. I don't know the principal's intentions, but I don't have any hope.

Wait for Director Huang to go out and close the door.

Ye Fan's face was calm from beginning to end, looking at the old principal with a bleak back under the sunlight on the windowsill.

The old principal turned his head and glanced at Ye Fan deeply.

Walk over and kneel down.

"Registered disciple Lin Chaoran, meet the master." The old headmaster looked excited and kowtowed respectfully.

Ye Fan had no accidents. With his hands behind his back, his gaze turned to the sword on the wall.

It's very strange that other people's offices are hung with famous calligraphy, paintings, scriptures and famous sayings, but in the office of the president of Capital University, there is a sword placed horizontally so abruptly.

"Raising a sword with the scholarly atmosphere of the campus, your idea is very good." Ye Fan commented.

Recognized by the teacher, the old principal's body trembled with excitement.

"Since that climb of Everest, the disciples have never forgotten the teachings of the master."

"Master Zun told me that as a scholar, when you are upright, you can guide the righteousness of heaven and earth and condense your own sword."

The old headmaster lowered his head, "But the disciple's qualifications are ignorant, and he has never been able to comprehend the mystery of the sword." ”

"I can only ask the master to arrange it, find a peerless divine soldier to condense the talent of the campus, and use this trick."

Although it was a trick, when it came to talent and sword, the old principal couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

If you can't take the road of Sword Venerable, then find another way, maybe you can open a broad road and become the second Sword Venerable.

As a scholar, the basic quality of the old principal is to study and explore, and of course, this is indispensable to the problem of illusion.

Of course, dreams are the driving force behind the impossible.

It's just Ye Fan's words that instantly shattered the old principal's fantasy.

"You're on the wrong track." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Please advise me." When the old principal said this, he was still a little unconvinced.

Ye Fan glanced at him, "Do you know, why does the sword have double edges?" ”

The old headmaster looked dazed, but soon became thoughtful.

Ye Fan turned around and said, "Your vice principal is in the same city as Guang, but it is very suitable for use as a scabbard. ”

His gaze turned to the wall again, "And you are here to raise a sword, relying on other things, even if you raise a heavenly sword, you will also be shackled by it, what is the use?" ”

A flash of inspiration came to his mind, and the old principal suddenly broke through.

"I understand, just and not just doesn't mean that there is no room for sand in the eyes, and those who wield swords can drive away evil spirits, kill ghosts, and put them in the sheath."

Suddenly, a momentum rose from the old principal, and even the wrinkles on his face were as three-dimensional as lines in an instant.

"Yes." Ye Fan nodded with a smile.

The old principal's eyes flashed sharply, but they quickly retracted.

The old headmaster trembled with excitement, knelt on his knees, and banged his head a few times.

"Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness."

The old headmaster no longer knew what to say.

As a registered disciple, he is a layman who has not entered the door.

Now this is tantamount to being preached by Jianzun himself, and the old principal is full of excited tears.

From childhood to adulthood, I have never been so moved by ups and downs for most of my life.

"Master, this peerless magic weapon is the old guys from the Department of Archaeology, who got it by chance in an ancient tomb, I have the cheekiness to ask for it, and now the disciples use it to honor the master, and please don't dislike the master."