Looking at the 10 fans destroyed by Wang Youcai, everyone felt that their hearts were dripping blood.

That's 10 places for direct admission to the Ink Academy!

But now...

This is the only one left, and the value is even higher.

Looking at the gradually solemn expressions of everyone, the little fat man's eyes remained calm.

Apparently this situation has been expected for a long time.

Although the Ink Academy has its own rules and uses a certain bUg, if it is not reined in, in terms of the unreasonable style of the Ink Academy before, the most likely result is...

Reinvent the rules.

By the way, I'll myself.

This kind of thing will happen 100% of the time.

Instead of being greedy for all, it is better to keep one.

As long as what he does and does is within the bottom line of the Ink Academy, there will be no problems.

In this regard, Wang Youcai knows it in his heart.

Well...

It is best to sell this fan to Qi Tian at a high price, or Yuan Zhong, the two existences who will inevitably enter the school, it will be perfect.

For a moment, his gaze fell on Qi Tian, and there was still some encouragement in his eyes.

But Qi Tian raised his chin arrogantly and snorted coldly at Wang Youcai, looking a little disdainful.

Such opportunistic methods are not eye-catching.

"I'll give 500 credits!"

Finally, a teenager could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart and shouted in the end.

Ten seconds passed...

No one has ever raised the price again.

The whole auction was a bit silent.

The little fat man was stunned for the first time.

Because although these people showed salivating for the fan, and even seemed quite excited, except for the person who spoke at the beginning, the rest of the people all held back the desire in their hearts.

Actually, this matter is very understandable.

Geniuses, no matter how modest, low-key, and polite they are, are arrogant in their bones.

Buying school uniforms and punching bags is just to stand on a fair starting line with everyone.

It can be regarded as a kind of involution.

But now it's a different story.

It would be a shame to let them spend money to buy a fan to go to school, instead of relying on their own strength.

The young man who spoke first looked around with a look of embarrassment on his face.

But still gritting his teeth...

"No one is following, this fan..."

"Is it mine?"

The little fat man fell into deep thought, and did not respond immediately, but carefully analyzed the failures in his business plan this time and summed up his experience.

And Sun Wen, who didn't speak the whole time, chuckled at this time.

"Little fat man, as a senior, I will teach you one thing today."

"Ink Academy, credits are very important."

"It's so important that everybody is trying to get it."

"But again, credits in the Ink Academy are also the most worthless things."

"What we value more is everything we experience and every bit of growth we gain in the process of earning credits."

"Only by going far on this road and surviving again and again is the true meaning of credits."

"So..."

"What the Mo Academy values more is still character."

"It's not about the number of credits."

"For example, if we are cheating on credits, you are also cheating on credits, in this process, intrigue and wits and courage are the greatest fun."

"But if you really regard accumulating credits as an obsession, then you will fall behind."

Sun Wen got seriously rarely, put the juice aside, and said lightly.

"The daughter is scattered and come back, which is the real goal of my generation."

Listening to Sun Wen's words, the little fat man was stunned for a moment, raised his head a little dazedly, looked at Sun Wen's calm eyes, thoughtfully, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Thank you, senior, for being taught."

When he spoke again, Wang Youcai's voice became a little hoarse.

With the same solemn expression, he got up and bowed slightly to Sun Wen.

Sun Wen nodded lightly.

"It's like Xu Datou, although all his credits are... Hmm..."

"But his cultivation progress has actually never lagged behind."

"The foundation is getting stronger and stronger."

Sun Wen muttered, but the voice of this sentence was very soft, and no one heard it.

in the corner.

Just received a huge amount of IOU, 1 was ready to go to the canteen to consume, and Xu Yuanqing, who was enjoying a wonderful life, was stunned when he heard Sun Wengang's words.

"This little one..."

Xu Yuanqing chuckled and shook his head: "But credits are still very valuable." ”

"At least, Lao Tzu can eat a chicken leg today!"

"I just don't know, if I take the IOU to consume, the old lady in the canteen will accept it."

As he spoke, Xu Yuanqing looked at the IOU in his hand nervously again, took a deep breath, as if he was preparing to fight an important battle, turned around and left, and walked farther and farther.

On the other side, Sun Wen's eyes also fell on the only student who opened his mouth to buy a fan.

"In fact, the Ink Academy does not necessarily require students to have the heart of a strong man and take the road of invincibility."

"Even relatively speaking, the School of Ink hopes that every student and graduate can live a better life while completing their tasks."

"So what you do, I understand."

"It's better to add a small condition, in the East Campus of the Ink Academy, outside the energy room, there is a demon."

"There's a strand of pink hair on this demon's chin, it's a little... Well... We got it. ”

"Get this strand of hair, enroll."

"How?"

"After all, what we want to see more is your strength, or how you deal with a crisis."

"Because it's your own life."

Sun Wen looked at the young man and said seriously.

"500 credits, buy a special assessment that can be directly enrolled."

"There is no loss after defeat."

"It's not a loss for you."

"The only thing to be careful about is that demon, it's very fierce..."

"You will be ruthless, and you may die."

"If you feel unfair, you can give up this folding fan and continue with the candidates behind you for other assessments."

Sun Wen got up slowly, looked directly at him, and said solemnly.

The boy was silent.

I don't know what I'm thinking when I look at this folding fan, for a long time...

"Thank you."

"I'm not afraid of death..."

After saying that, the boy no longer hesitated, grabbed the folding fan in his hand, and left towards the east side of the playground.

And Sun Wen looked at the back of the young man leaving, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said to Wang Youcai again: "Look..."

"This..."

"It's our ink academy, the real style."

"Everything you have seen before is an illusion."

The little fat man just watched this scene silently, took a deep breath, and then nodded, without speaking.

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