Once upon a time there was a demon pass

The candidates around who witnessed the whole process were exceptionally silent at this moment.

And he has no sympathy for Yuan Zhong.

this person...

It's time to beat up.

You have to rush over to pretend to be aggressive when people are angry, and don't hit you.

This thing can only blame myself for being unlucky.

"Who is Su Mo!"

Suddenly, another voice sounded, and in the corridor far away, Qi Tian was walking slowly step by step, holding his long stick upside down.

The pace is slow and rhythmic.

It even comes with its own bgm, and the bloody battle song keeps echoing in the corridor.

In the end, Qi Tian stood in front of Su Mo's dormitory.

I saw the cruel scene where Yuan Zhong was being violently beaten, and even lost several hairs.

Qi Tian silently turned off the stereo in his pocket, put away the long stick, and hid it behind his back, looking harmless to humans and animals.

It's just that the golden armor is too conspicuous, so even if he wants to hide it, he can't hide it.

for a while...

While beating Yuan Zhong violently, Su Mo raised his head and took a look at Qi Tian.

"it is good!"

"Good fight!"

Qi Tian suddenly let out a cry, and kept clapping his hands, like a melon-eating crowd.

It's just that the iron rod lost its support, and finally fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

For a while, Qi Tian was silent.

Su Mo looked at him lightly.

The next second, Su Mo got up, walked out of the dormitory door, grabbed Qi Tian's collar with one hand, dragged him in, and...

One hit two.

The rest of the candidates turned around quietly and left decisively.

In the room, only the wailing of the two people remained echoed.

……

"President Wang, the fan you want."

"Next time you have this kind of business, you must come to me."

"When I, Xu Yuanqing, work, what stands out is efficiency!"

Xu Yuanqing put the twelve fans on the coffee table and smiled enthusiastically.

Even Wang Youcai didn't expect Xu Yuanqing to come back so quickly.

Everyone is a sixth-time awakener. Is the gap between them really that big?

"Teacher Xu is working hard."

Wang Youcai got up, put the fan in his schoolbag, bowed again, turned and left.

In the end, he still didn't drink Xu Yuanqing's bottle of coke.

It's not to save money for Xu Yuanqing, but... it's expired.

Xu Yuanqing put away the bottle of Coke with great care, and then opened the contracts and IOUs, smiling broadly.

"Enroll, all enroll."

"Mo Academy needs outstanding young people like you."

In the room, Xu Yuanqing looked at these agreements, and made murmurs and swallowed saliva.

……

"Senior, I should be able to enroll."

The little fat man returned to the playground, stood beside Sun Wen, opened his backpack, took out a folding fan with the word 'Sao' written on it, and handed it to Sun Wen respectfully.

Sun Wen looked at the fan and fell into deep thought.

"you..."

"How did you get it?"

He asked with some hesitation. According to the time schedule, less than half an hour had passed at this time, and this guy was still by his side for a long time.

Then...

Just got the fan?

"Senior, I can assure you that I did not bribe Su Mo, nor did I collude with him."

"I can swear on my father's name."

Wang Youcai looked solemn, looked at Sun Wen and said seriously.

Sun Wen scrutinized the little fat man a lot, and even checked the folding fan repeatedly. After confirming that it was not a pirated copy, he waved his hand: "You...enroll."

After speaking, Sun Wen opened the file and circled Wang Youcai's name.

So far, he has become the No.2 person who enrolled after time.

It's like... last year's Sun Wen.

After confirming his enrollment quota, the little fat man coughed lightly, trotted to a distance, and brought a wooden bench and a small table.

Then he sat on the chair by himself, next to Sun Wen.

Then...

Open the schoolbag, take out a handful of folding fans, and put them on the wooden table.

There is also a sign next to it.

"A handful of 500 credits."

As long as you have a fan, you are eligible to enter the ink academy.

Even though these people already know the importance of credits in Mo Academy at this time, no one wants to fight for it.

It will definitely be sold out.

The little fat man obviously knew how good his market was, and after thinking about it for a moment, he changed the rules again.

"The starting price is 500 credits."

After looking at the latest advertisement, he nodded in satisfaction.

Sun Wen watched blankly the whole time.

After a long time, he raised his head in a daze, and looked at Artest who was holding an umbrella behind him: "How do I feel, I give him my awakening object, and he is already the richest man in the whole human race?"

Artest nodded foolishly, expressing his agreement.

have to say...

To a certain extent, Wang Youcai beat Sun Wen to pieces.

"But I am the examiner, I can modify the rules."

A smile appeared on the corner of Sun Wen's mouth, and he regained his composure.

"Senior, I have seriously thought about it. If I really sell 11 fans, it will disrupt the market."

"Even if I enter Mo Academy, the days ahead will not be easy."

"But for this batch of fans, I also paid a lot of money."

"So I must earn my money back."

"I also hope that the senior will give me a chance, and the benefits...I can give you [-]%."

After finishing speaking, Wang Youcai raised his head again and looked at a surveillance camera above his head: "You can also give [-]% to senior."

This scene completely shocked Sun Wen.

Nima...

How did this guy know that the vice principal was peeping.

Today's young people are too evil!

Why does it feel like this guy is smarter than himself, um...much smarter.

In comparison, he is like a rich man who has never seen the world.

"can."

The voice of the vice-principal came from the speaker.

Sun Wen continued to remain silent, paying attention to Wang Youcai's direction, studying silently... no, just staring silently.

After about half an hour.

A group of candidates with bruised noses and swollen faces returned to the playground, gathered together in twos and threes, discussing something in a low voice.

Including Yuan Zhong and Qi Tian, ​​the faces of these two people are completely invisible.

Very miserable.

Seeing that almost everyone had returned, the little fat man coughed twice and stood up.

"Hello everyone."

"I am fortunate to be admitted successfully."

"But now there are still fans left, so I reluctantly sell them."

As he spoke, Wang Youcai pointed to the advertisement on the table and the eleven fans.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

It's like a lost life has found its direction again.

Then, they saw with their own eyes...

This vicious little fat man tore up 10 fans in front of them, leaving only the last one alone on the table.

"The higher bidder gets it."

After saying a word, Wang Youcai sat back on the chair, closed his eyes tightly, and stopped talking.