Once upon a time there was a demon pass

The middle-aged secretary was speechless for a long time, just staring at Yuan Qingshan.

It seems to be organizing some language.

Yuan Qingshan stared back directly: "Why, you still want to bully me, an old man?"

"Oh, no, my heart hurts."

"The hidden disease that was left behind in Zhenyaoguan back then is about to recur."

"It's really not good when you're old..."

"Ouch."

"Boy, anyway, the old man left the words here for you today. Either collect the reserve money together, or confiscate mine and return it to me."

"I've been on the battlefield for decades, and I haven't suffered this kind of loss yet."

"Even Sun Yingxiong, I have to call him a senior when I saw it. If you don't believe me, go back and ask if the old man beat him every day in Mo Academy."

Once again, he took two puffs of the cigarette bag, enjoying himself, as if he had already written the word rascal on his face.

If you don't accept it, make fun of me!

While thinking about it, the middle-aged secretary set her gaze on the reserve lieutenant in the conference room.

"impossible!"

"We also shed blood for the human race!"

"The little brothers below are all earning their own money by their own ability. Can't they be paid for their work?"

The dark man stared, exuding a sturdy aura.

resignedly.

The middle-aged secretary withdrew his gaze tiredly: "I will return it to you later."

He lost.

A defeat that was crushed after just getting started.

"That's not right."

"Old fellows like us are still willing to resolutely support all Moge's policies and support them unconditionally!"

Yuan Qingshan put the cigarette pouch on the conference table casually, and lightly sipped the tea in front of him.

The golden medal hanging at the end of the cigarette pouch is extremely dazzling under the light.

"Let's discuss the system of the group arena together."

The middle-aged secretary decisively ended the topic, and who knows where the old guy in front of him would drag the conversation further.

Let him dominate the rhythm of the topic, and there will be no serious discussion this evening.

Maybe Mo Ge has to give him some pension in advance.

"What research is there for the group arena?"

"In the knockout round, the top three are 5-3 points."

"4 point for 10-1 places."

"Plus that in extra comp points and the numbers are there."

"The top eight in the group arena, 10 points for the first place, 6 points for the second place, and 3 points for the third place."

"4 point for 8-1 places."

"There are only so many math problems in total, and there are still calculations."

"It's just idle."

"Isn't it better to have time to go back and look at the colorful... map of the demon domain and the situation of the human race?"

Not surprisingly, Yuan Qingshan spoke again.

...

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged secretary pushed up his glasses: "I will apply to the higher-ups. This time, the Department of Education will change the person in charge."

"Change it."

"There are three deputy directors of the Education Department, and one of them is on duty at the dawn pass."

"One is my brother."

"The director is currently in retreat, and he won't be able to come out within a year."

Yuan Qingshan looked indifferent, leaned on the chair leisurely, and said carelessly.

Judging by the rascal's appearance, he doesn't look like an old man at all.

"Speak the truth."

"I personally suggest holding this group arena in the central square of Mexico City, inviting reporters, and broadcasting it publicly."

"expand influence."

"Recently, the atmosphere of the human race has been somewhat sluggish, and it is necessary to show the heroic attitude of the younger generation, which is inspiring."

"It's not like the public opinion on the Internet, which makes people mistakenly think that the human race is weak."

The head of the Propaganda Department, who hadn't spoken since he sat down, suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as ever.

This time Yuan Qingshan didn't interrupt, just drinking tea with his head down.

smiling.

The middle-aged secretary nodded: "Well, that's what Elder Sun meant too."

"The human race needs a shot in the arm."

"As for the details of the promotion, I don't know if you have any more detailed plans, Mr. Qi."

While speaking, he looked at the Minister of Propaganda with anticipation and respect.

Finally... the painting style of this meeting began to become normal.

too difficult.

"I suggest extending the time of the group arena."

"Especially after the quarter-finals, the publicity efforts will be expanded, and we will try to achieve one game every two days, allowing time for publicity and fermentation."

"Hold another referendum and choose who they think is number one."

"Whoever guesses correctly will be rewarded."

The Minister of Propaganda expressed his thoughts in an orderly manner.

The middle-aged secretary nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

"no!"

"During the freshman period, guard against arrogance and impetuosity!"

"Big publicity, in case the pride, complacency and other emotions generated by the freshmen will kill them in the future!"

Yuan Qingshan put down his teacup, frowned slightly, his expression became serious.

Looking at the crowd, there was no sense of joking.

The reserve officer nodded slightly, and echoed, "I agree with Mr. Yuan. It's okay for a young man to be energetic, but what's more important is to be down-to-earth and move forward steadily."

"If you create a hero, a celebrity, etc. at a young age, it will ruin most of this generation."

"Propaganda can choose other methods, but the future of the human race should not be a tool for sacrifice."

In the conference room, several other people also nodded slightly.

Old Qi was thoughtful, still with that stinky face: "It's because I didn't think carefully, I take back what I just said."

Yuan Qingshan shook his head with a light smile: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with your thinking. You can't do anything perfectly, as long as you work hard to make up for the loopholes."

"What do you think... how about organizing a group to take them to the Demon Realm after the freshmen contest is over?"

"Slip over and look around."

"With the secret protection of us old guys, there shouldn't be any big risks."

"By the way, let them experience the cruelty of the demon realm in advance."

"In this way, even if they want to be proud and complacent, they will not be proud."

As Yuan Qingshan's voice fell, the conference room was completely silent.

The Minister of Propaganda refused without hesitation: "No, this is playing with the lives of these people."

Deputy Director of the Security Department: "That's right, it's too extreme, I don't recommend it."

The reserve lieutenant grinned: "I don't think there is any problem. It's a good thing for the brats to see blood. The flowers in the greenhouse are chirping. No matter how talented they are, it's of no use."

The head of the Propaganda Department had a cold expression and could not refuse: "If I say no, I just can't!"

"Surnamed Qi, put away your tricks!"

"A propagandist, what do you know?"

Yuan Qingshan did not give in at all.

Qi Lao glared: "I don't understand? I haven't been to Zhenyaoguan before?"

"Since you have been in it, you should know that they will experience this sooner or later!"

"but not now!"

"Not now? You wait for them to come out of the mountain after Jiujue? Can you live until then?"

"Don't put the theory of your Mo Academy on the academy of the entire human race!"

"Heh... You are not from Mo Academy?"

Yuan Qingshan sneered, got up, and patted the table, refusing to budge.

Two gray-haired old men just stared at each other!