"Why!"

"Why is the headline of the news the appearance ceremony of the military academy!"

"Do you look down on our Ink Academy?"

Zhao Zicheng looked at the news on his mobile phone and was filled with righteous indignation.

Xu Yuanqing, who came back at noon, sat on the sofa and sneered: "What is the report? ”

"The King of Taunts in a wheelchair?"

"Or an embarrassing quote little master?"

"What is the status of our Ink Academy, King!"

"That's the pinnacle of appearance, what you play is cool, and what you play is chic!"

"Look at me, man who walked out of the fire."

"Look at you again..."

"Ugh..."

Xu Yuanqing's face was distressed: "The consistent tradition of my Mo Academy is to pretend to be forced!" ”

"Everybody is a man like the wind."

"Please, when you appear again tomorrow, make a good impression on the Ink Academy, it's like a bunch of psychopaths."

Zhao Zicheng sat in a wheelchair, holding a bottle of milk, with a straw inserted on it, drank it in small sips, raised his head blankly, glanced at Xu Yuanqing, and continued to drink milk excitedly.

As for the rest of your life...

Writing and drawing on a notepad throughout, occasionally falling into contemplation.

All right.

Cast pearls before swine.

"Tomorrow I will blow up the Mo Academy, and don't play those bells and whistles."

"My personal reward..."

Xu Yuanqing groaned.

In an instant, for the rest of his life, Zhao Zicheng raised his head at the same time and looked at him expectantly.

"One person... Ten credits! ”

Xu Yuanqing's face ached, and he slowly stretched out a finger.

Then, the two heads that had just been raised fell down again.

Ten credits... Can't afford it.

It is not even modest to say that not only the rest of his life, Zhao Zicheng, the entire 140th freshman, is the richest ever.

As soon as I entered the school, I took on such a big task.

Kill and kill to the softest.

All wallets are bulging.

Former freshmen, ten credits, enough for them to fight hard with red eyes.

Right now...

Scold.

"You wait!"

Xu Yuanqing gritted his teeth, took his mobile phone and turned to leave.

When I came back a few moments later, I was full of confidence.

"The Vice Chancellor just said it!"

"Fifty credits for one person, don't play quotations, don't talk about cross talk, play seriously, be handsome, and be domineering!"

Waved his phone.

Yu Sheng thought about it seriously, took out the phone, and opened the window of the migrant workers in the Mo Academy.

Half a minute or so passed.

"One hundred..."

"By the way, Mr. Xu, the vice principal said that you embezzled public funds and deducted one month's salary."

Yu Sheng put down his phone, looked at Xu Yuanqing and said.

...

The air fell silent.

Xu Yuanqing, who was still smiling just now, was like a frosted eggplant, and it wilted directly.

"Xiaoyu, let's discuss, I won't hack your money in the future."

"Don't hit me for a little report."

"Okay, no."

"Our well water does not interfere with river water."

"I've done the math, so far, I haven't earned a penny, and I've lost a lot."

Xu Yuanqing wanted to cry without tears, looking at the rest of his life and being pitiful.

There is no such majestic aura as the Six Awakened Ones.

In the conference room, Yuan Qingshan, Qi Changshan's shameless face.

Including the loudspeaker of the vice president on campus.

Sun Yingying's voyeuristic habits.

And... The principal who is not a funny man.

Maybe... Earlier than they knew it, the Ink Academy was already crooked.

It's just that in the rest of my life, the crooked ones are a little more obvious.

So the problem was detected at a glance.

And put all the pots on their heads.

……

On the Internet, the news is still fermenting, and all the posts about the freshman contest are all hot.

Including the rest of their lives, Zhao Zicheng, Li Yihan, Han Jue and others are even more popular.

Some because of strength, some ... It's because of something inexplicable.

Only Wu Qianqiu, singing all the way down.

Countless gamblers who had placed heavy bets on him scolded him with the most harsh words.

Among them, some of the painting styles are obviously wrong.

'Is this the kind of people taught by the Lingnian Academy? ’

'In-depth analysis, the data of the opening ceremony of the military academy is obviously flawed, and it is doubtful whether so many people were really killed in the battle. ’

'With so much money from the Education Department every year, is it really not being filled with private pockets?' ’

A series of yin and yang weird posts were quietly topped the list.

And without exception, all of them are newly registered and have no verified identity trumpets.

Including in the forum thread below, there are also a bunch of new accounts expressing their agreement.

There are even some people who jump out and say that they are from Lingnian Academy, lack of resources, teachers, and principals ignore students, and it is all a face-saving project.

Those sane analyses were all deleted.

Control public opinion.

It became a mudslide in Cheongtan.

And just in the midst of all the attention, the second round of the ring competition opened.

Only 250 people remained.

With the experience of the day before yesterday, the entrance speed was faster this time, including the participating students, because there were directly half fewer people, and the entrance was also faster.

It's just that what leaves them speechless is...

The disabled passage is still there.

Just watched Zhao Zicheng carry a hammer in his hand and hit the plaster leg hard.

His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Then he smiled fiercely and let Yu Sheng push himself in.

Stirring at everyone's heartstrings.

Nima's wheelchair in the ring was the same as a four-wheel drive, and she was still being pushed around.

Devils believe it.

Some people have even made up their minds in their hearts.

If you meet Zhao Zicheng, you will directly find a way to bypass the sandbag and hit that leg.

Let him go to the disabled passage in a dignified manner.

But...

What makes people laugh is that this time the disabled passage is also queuing.

In the first ring match, some guys fought too hard, especially from the military academy, and many of them were covered in injuries and wrapped in gauze.

For a time, the two passages were indistinguishable.

Go backstage and wait quietly for the game to start.

……

"Who's going to warm up today?"

Among today's judges, Qi Changshan didn't come, only an old man like Yuan Qingshan sat in the town, holding his mobile phone, comparing the lists, and muttering.

And on the other side sat Lingwu, a person from the military academy.

and Xu Yuanqing.

That's right, it's still him.

Whoever asked the ink academy to come to such a teacher.

"I recommend for the rest of my life."

Xu Yuanqing gave his suggestions seriously.

Yuan Qingshan thought about it and entered Han Jue's number on his mobile phone without hesitation.

"That's it, fight wild."

"It's good-looking."

Yuan Qingshan muttered in his mouth.

Backstage, Han Jue's face was cold, he got up, glanced at the direction of Yu Sheng, and strode towards the ring with some regret.

(Thank you for your tips yesterday, touched, good people have a safe life, so... Don't stop!! ）