Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

"Students, be quiet, don't be anxious."

Wei Dexian stopped them, and the students soon quieted down. He said earnestly: "Students, life is not a fairy tale.

Reality is cruel, either accept it or leave, but it will never change for you."

Wei Dexian's implication was obvious, protesting was useless, either accept it or get out.

The students were in disbelief at first, and they didn't believe that their dream of Wuhan University was so filthy.

Then they were ashamed and angry, and their raging anger was poured on Jiang Mingyang!

"Tsk, what do you want to do? If you don't agree, hit me. I'm afraid you're a coward..."

Jiang Mingyang looked provocative, and the crowd in the Battle List Square was almost out of control, and the administrative building was also unusually lively.

The principal, who was over 70 years old, stood in front of the bright office window on the fifth floor, watching the excitement with interest.

The old man's name was Duan Wu. He entered Dongsheng College at the age of 20 and has been the principal since the age of 30.

He has worked diligently all his life, and his students are all over the world.

Next to him stood a tower-like man, nearly two and a half meters tall, with muscles all over his body like sculptures, and his hair standing up like steel needles.

This man's name is Zhan Hong, he is war-hungry and belligerent, with unparalleled fighting power, and is known as the Crazy Lion Iron Fist.

One of the freshmen mentors in this world, and one of Principal Duan's favorite students.

Sitting next to the desk were two men and one woman, each holding a deck of cards playing Landlord, with white paper strips pasted all over their faces.

The two men were one fat and one thin, the fat one was called Chang Gaoyang, and the thin one was called Tan Hongxuan.

Although he was over fifty years old, he had a childlike mind and was still the vice president of Dongsheng College.

The woman's name was Qin Muxue, wearing a white dress, with a pure face and charming back curves.

She looked to be in her twenties, but her real age was unknown. People in the circle called her the Ice Princess.

Next to the reception table, a middle-aged man with a fairy-like appearance sat on the soft hair, fiddling with complicated tea sets, and playing the tea ceremony leisurely.

This person's name is Li Yichen, nicknamed the free and easy swordsman. He is a master of swordsmanship, and challenging opponents of higher levels is a common occurrence.

"This class is very energetic."

Principal Duan stroked his white beard and praised. Zhan Hong stared at the battle list square with cold eyes and said, "It's not right to play with the reputation of the school!"

The card players continued to play cards and didn't respond at all. Li Yichen took a sip of tea and interrupted, "I think it's good.

In recent years, we have studied and improved step by step, but we haven't seen many geniuses.

There are many good seedlings in this class. If we set up an enemy for them, they will have the motivation to chase each other."

"You have to choose a good opponent."

Zhan Hong curled his lips in disdain, staring at the noisy battle list square, and said, "The hatred is enough, but that kid has to be able to hold on."

"It's impossible for someone who can get a recommendation letter from Tiangong to be good at something. Let's wait and see."

Principal Duan laughed deeply, but the battle list square was excited. The students wanted to tear Jiang Mingyang alive.

Faced with the questioning of justice, Jiang Mingyang was not ashamed, but proud of it, and shamelessly shouted.

"Why are you staring at me? If you don't agree, hit me.

Look at your ugly faces. What's wrong with using the back door? Using the back door is also a skill. If you have the guts, go too."

The classmates were almost mad at Jiang Mingyang's shamelessness. If the school rules did not allow it, they would have taken action long ago.

But Jiang Mingyang was still relentless. Relying on the fact that they could not just take action in school, he pointed at their noses and continued to taunt them.

"You little brats who haven't even been weaned from milk are still clamoring for fairness. Do you know what fairness is?

I didn't take the exam, and my test scores were the last in the school, but I occupied the fourth place. Is this unfair?

There are also people who are born at the end that you can never catch up with in your life. Who can you complain to about unfairness!

Complaining that I occupy the fourth place, and complaining that Wen Qingyun is talented, complaining that Duanmu Cheng is born high, what's the difference!

The reason you complain is because you are incompetent. You have no ability to catch up, so you can only complain with complaints!

I never complain, I only work hard to fight Take it!

Don't be unconvinced, I'm just better than you!

I feel at ease occupying the fourth place, and even feel that it is far from enough.

What if Wen Qingyun has good talent, and what if Duanmu Cheng has a good family background, I will surpass them sooner or later, and you dare not even think about it! "

Jiang Mingyang became more and more excited as he spoke, and took out a black letter from his body, threw it hard on Zhang Yongnian's face, and said angrily: "I have a black letter!

I am the strongest relative, what can you do to me! "

The classmates took a breath of cold air, they never dreamed that the weakest shameless bastard was one of the two black letters!

Jiang Mingyang was making trouble, and his self-righteous and shameless appearance made even Lin Xiling unable to bear it, but he stunned everyone.

It must be said that his perverse theories really made some sense.

The classmates didn't know whether they were angry or excited, and their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they were almost howling to the sky.

Seeing that everyone's emotions had calmed down, Wei Dexian said at the right time: "Students, calm down.

This is just a preliminary ranking, not the final result. The school will officially start on September 1st, and there will be another ranking.

The benefits of the top four will remain unchanged, and the school will also award extra credits.

The first place will receive 1,000 credits, the second place will receive 500, the third place will receive 300, and the fourth place will receive 100.

The formal assessment will only look at actual combat. If you stand up, you win, but if you lie down, you lose. You can't fake it."

Wei Dexian turned around to leave, but seemed to think of something, so he stopped and said: "Oh, by the way, the first floor of the school library and the training hall are open all year round.

Learn more about the school rules. Violating the school rules is not a good thing.

It will be fine after the assessment. The school will officially start on September 1st. I hope you have a happy summer vacation. "

After that, Wei Dexian left with a unique smile of honesty, leaving a group of confused students and Jiang Mingyang with an extremely ugly face.

The actual combat assessment will be held in two months. Can this summer vacation still be happy?

Of course, the students are very happy. When the actual combat assessment is held, they can beat people openly!

The students were full of anger, and their eyes looked at Jiang Mingyang at the same time. Jiang Mingyang also felt a little bitter in his mouth.

He was full of hatred this time, relying on the fact that no violence can be used on campus.

Now, he will definitely be attacked by the group in the actual combat assessment in two months.

"Why are you staring? If eyes can kill people, I will stare you to death!"

Jiang Mingyang twisted his neck and said hard, Zhang Yongnian pursed his lips and sneered: "Little white face, wash your neck and prepare to bear the anger of the whole class."

"Just you? I don't take you seriously!

I will crush Wen Qingyun and Duanmu Cheng in two months, break through the third limit in three months, become a warrior this semester, and challenge the same level in the country next semester. "

Jiang Mingyang shouted shamelessly, and all the classmates were stunned on the spot, with countless beasts running in their hearts, but they couldn't think of a word to refute.

The simple and poor experience made them never see such a shameless person.

Taking advantage of the classmates' daze, Jiang Mingyang turned and ran, without any arrogance.

"Damn, this wave of hatred is so fucking stable."

Jiang Mingyang wanted to cry but had no tears. He knew that he was set up, but as long as he wanted to go to school, he had to get into the trap.

"You dare to step on Wen Qingyun and Duanmu Cheng, you are really not afraid of death, what are you going to do next?"

At some point, Lin Xiling also followed, and Jiang Mingyang shrugged, "The food and grass have not moved, and the intelligence is now."

"Coincidentally, I thought so too. "