It's better to be the vice principal who eavesdropped, and he should be the only normal person in the Ink Academy.

Yu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but his body suddenly tightened.

Why is there an eavesdropper?

"Descendants of the Yu family, you dare to blackmail!"

"The old man has seen this whole process in his eyes, 3 million or something, it's nothing!"

"You just give him 300,000, what it means!"

"This matter is settled!"

"Humph! Shame on me for the face of the Ink Academy! ”

"Don't bring in the guests yet!"

The vice principal looked like he hated iron but not steel, and finally kindly Ti Yumo revealed the matter.

At this time, Yu Mo's face was as black as ink, and it was extremely ugly.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He took a deep breath, looked at Xu Yuanqing with a cold smile, raised his head like this, and shouted, "Confucianism!" ”

"Someone bullied Lao Tzu!"

As his voice fell, a person dressed in brand-new, gold-trimmed, and wearing a jade shirt appeared out of thin air, just standing in front of Xu Yuanqing, looking at him expressionlessly.

Wisps of coercion subconsciously emanating from the body filled the air.

Xu Yuanqing's body stiffened.

"False Nine Senses?"

Inside the loudspeaker, the vice principal exclaimed, and soon, the horn spontaneously ignited out of thin air and disappeared.

Only Xu Yuanqing was left standing alone, looking at the guy who looked very scary opposite him, and a smile barely appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hey... Hi ~ Senior... Good seniors. ”

"I just had a kind deal with this little gentleman... Well... Very kind smile. ”

"The so-called blackmail, blackmail, all the old guy instructed me, and I... Independent. ”

His voice was choppy, and he had no confidence at all.

Especially feeling the power of the rules exuded by Confucianism, it is definitely an understanding of the rules, and it is a deep realm of perception that can suppress one's own rules so terrifyingly.

"I think he could be very religious in offering you plenty of incense."

Yu Mo kindly reminded.

Confucian Sheng's eyes lit up instantly, and in Xu Yuanqing's frightened expression, he dragged him away and gradually walked away.

After a while, Xu Yuanqing's wail could still be heard.

"Senior Vice Principal, please lead the way."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control that person's emotions."

"He's in the head... Abnormal. ”

Yu Mo looked at another speaker in the distance and kindly reminded him again.

"Go straight and enter the inner courtyard."

"Forget it, I'll pick you up personally!"

Inside the loudspeaker, the vice principal responded decisively and quickly.

……

On this day, the three major colleges and universities collectively issued an announcement!

All the teachers in the school, go to the four levels of the human race!

'Here we go...'

'One is for the righteousness in my heart and the strength of my human race. ’

'The second is for the family and the country, and bless the rivers and mountains of our human race. ’

'Three for Qianqian students, we lead by example. ’

In this way, we live up to the name of a teacher! ’

'Spiritual thoughts—to! ’

This is the last announcement made by Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan before resigning as principal.

I have to say that he was born in Mo Academy and is always good at grasping the emotions in people's hearts.

However, just one announcement made Lingnian Academy rush to the top of the hot search list again.

No. 2, military academy.

'Military school, the army first, the school second. ’

'Soldiers, battle formations. ’

'This formation, slay the enemy. ’

Except for the new students, all teachers and students are fighting. ’

The rhetoric of the military academy seems more restrained, but it is full of sharpness.

Especially the last sentence.

All teachers and students are fighting.

On behalf of the military academy, in addition to teachers, there are also students.

This fearless spirit once again attracted everyone's attention.

Of course, this also includes light groups.

Immediately after, the light group made an announcement.

Those under the age of twenty-five are forbidden to participate in the war.

And it is also accompanied by the Yu badge.

For a time, all the students of the military academy were like being poured a basin of cold water.

It is said that the principal of the military academy had a frosty face, and he wanted to confront Yu Mo several times, but fortunately he was stopped by a few slightly more rational school leaders.

Even so, the old man blew his beard and stared.

Constant scolding in the office.

Say that Yu Mo understands a fart war!

Of course, in the face of such remarks, Yu Mo himself did not respond.

As for the Lingwu Academy among the three major universities, it is still so unpretentious.

The text is also the shortest.

'Grandma's, who instigates who's grandson. ’

That's it.

If it hadn't happened to be published together with the other two major universities and brought it out alone, no one would have understood what they were going to do.

That day.

In the three major universities, figures rose to the sky and galloped away.

Those who have not yet reached the Six Enlightenments are sitting in trucks and rushing to the front line.

If it weren't for Sun Yingying's battle book, it might not have reached this level.

But now, below the war book, it represents the face of the human race.

In this battle, you must win!

And it's going to be a big victory!

Show the might of the Terrans!

The meaning has become very different.

Only the Mo Academy, on this day, was still low-key, and there was no intention of making an announcement at all.

This makes those who are concerned about the war more and more curious.

On such an important occasion, the Ink Academy will never be absent.

As for the Mo Academy instigating this kind of remark, no one mentioned it.

For hundreds of years, the most reckless was the Ink Academy.

They still have this trust.

As everyone knows, the vice principal at this time didn't want to pretend to be forced, but watched a guy in a wheelchair have a headache.

I want to quarrel, but I can't argue.

It wasn't until he agreed to Yu Mo's several conditions on behalf of the Mo Academy that the terrifying pseudo-Jiujue pushed Yu Mo's wheelchair and left.

The vice principal breathed a sigh of relief, slumped in his chair, and looked at the computer screen, the comments one by one, clumsily on the computer, typing words.

'Ink Academy...'

"Where are the graduates?"

Purely in terms of the number of words, it is on par with Lingwu, but the effect is extremely shocking.