Once upon a time there was a demon pass

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

That represents 10 places to directly enter Mo Academy!

but now...

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

Seeing everyone's gradually dignified expressions, the little fat man kept his eyes calm.

This situation had obviously been anticipated.

Although the Mo Academy has its own rules and has exploited a certain bug, if it is not restrained, the most likely result will be...

Rewrite the rules.

By the way, I will also engage myself.

This kind of thing will happen 100%.

Rather than greedy for everything, it is better to keep one.

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

In this regard, Wang Youcai knew it well.

Um...

It's best to sell this fan to Qi Tian at a high price, or Yuan Zhong, who will definitely enroll, will be perfect.

For a moment, his eyes fell on Qi Tian, ​​with some encouragement in his eyes.

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

I don't like this kind of opportunistic approach.

"I give 500 credits!"

Finally, a young man couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart anymore, and cried out.

A full ten seconds passed...

No one will raise the price again.

The entire auction seemed a little silent.

The little fat man was dumbfounded for the first time.

Because although these people showed their salivation for the fan, and even looked quite excited, except for the first person who spoke, the rest of the people all held back their inner desires.

In fact, this matter is easy to understand.

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

Buying school uniforms and playing sandbags are all just to stand on a fair starting line with everyone.

It's a kind of introversion.

But now this situation is another matter.

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

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

But still gritted his teeth...

"No one followed, this fan..."

"Is it mine?"

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

Sun Wen, who hadn't spoken the whole time, laughed lightly at this moment.

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

"Mo Academy, credits are very important."

"It's so important that everyone is working hard to get it."

"But likewise, credits are the least valuable thing in Mo Academy."

"What we value more is in the process of obtaining credits, everything experienced and every bit of growth gained."

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

"so..."

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

"Not the number of credits."

"It's like we are cheating credits, and you are cheating credits. In the process, intrigue, wits and courage are the greatest fun."

"But if you really regard the accumulation of credits as a kind of obsession, then you will be inferior."

Sun Wen became seriously serious, put the juice aside, and said lightly.

"The real goal of our generation is to return a thousand gold after it is gone."

Hearing Sun Wen's words, the little fat man was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head in a daze, looked at Sun Wen's calm eyes, thoughtful, and did not speak for a long time.

"Thank you senior, I have been taught."

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

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

Sun Wen nodded slightly.

"Just like Xu Datou, although all his credits have been... um..."

"But his cultivation progress has never been behind."

"The foundation is getting stronger and stronger."

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

in the corner.

Xu Yuanqing, who had just received a huge sum of IOUs and was about to go to the cafeteria to spend some money and enjoy a wonderful life, froze when he heard what Sun Wen said just now.

"This little guy..."

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

"At least, I can eat a chicken leg today!"

"I just don't know, if I use the IOU to spend, the old lady in the cafeteria will accept it."

Saying that, Xu Yuanqing looked nervously at the IOU in his hand again, took a deep breath, as if preparing to fight an important battle, turned and left, walking further and further away.

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

"In fact, Mo Academy does not necessarily require students to have the heart of the strong and walk the road of invincibility."

"Even relatively speaking, Mo Academy hopes that every student and graduate can live a better life while completing their tasks."

"So I understand what you're doing."

"Why don't you just add a small condition, there is a demon outside the energy room in the East Campus of Mo Academy."

"There's a strand of pink hair on the demon's chin, it's a little... um... we dyed it."

"Get this lock of hair and go to school."

"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 at stake."

Sun Wen looked at the boy and said seriously.

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

"There is no loss after failure."

"It's not a bad thing for you."

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

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

"If you think it's unfair, you can give up this folding fan and continue with other examinations with the candidates behind you."

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

The boy was silent.

Looking at this folding fan, I don't know what to think, for a long time...

"Thank you."

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

After finishing speaking, the boy didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed the folding fan in his hand, and left towards the east side of the playground.

Sun Wen, on the other hand, looked at the back of the young man leaving, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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

"This..."

"That's the true style of our Mo Academy."

"What you saw before was all an illusion."

The little fat man just watched this scene silently, took a deep breath, nodded, and didn't speak.

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