The infinite comprehension system of the city

Director Xu asked Qiu Jizhi to forcefully pull him over. He was panting heavily, but after hearing Han Feng's words, he almost pulled him over...

"Master Han, the school has already given you a good score to ensure that you can graduate and enter a university smoothly. There should be no need to retake the exam, right?"

"Why not? I'm not satisfied with my previous grades! So I plan to retake the exam!"

For the face of the Han family, the school will prepare their grades in advance, and Han Feng knows this well.

But he also knows that the grades obtained in this way are definitely not high. If they are top-of-the-line, they will be [-] or [-] points higher than the passing line. After all, it can't affect the selection of talents by those excellent schools, can it?
He never expected that such an incident would happen when the exam was almost over, and Director Xu's cold sweat soaked his back all at once.

"This... Young Master Han, you are joking, the test results are already an established fact, it is not easy to change..."

"Really?" Han Feng scratched his ears, "How do I remember that it was mentioned in the exam regulations that if students feel that they have not performed normally, there is a chance to retake the exam on the spot?"

Unexpectedly, the ignorant Young Master Han would still read the exam regulations. Instructor Xu wiped off his cold sweat in embarrassment: "Then I will ask the principal for instructions?"

"Well, let's go."

Han Feng nodded calmly, while Qiu Jizhi moved a chair from somewhere, and put it under Han Feng's buttocks with great eyesight.

In less than a minute, the principal ran over with more than 1 kilograms of fat all over his body. It turned out that this person was also among the previous group of instructors.

The principal obviously understood the situation, and when he saw Han Feng, he put on a headache and said flatteringly: "Young Master Han, the adults in your family must have mentioned to you about your grades. This is really not easy to change..."

The headmaster really had to bite the bullet and say these words.

There is no way, my school is just an ordinary Xiudao high school, how can it fight against the Han family with a big family?

But on the other hand, if Han Feng is allowed to revise his grades, causing a scumbag to squeeze out the opportunity that should belong to a genius to study in a prestigious school, then his school may not be able to survive in the education field...

Fortunately, the principal met Han Feng, a reasonable man, and his way of reasoning was...

He stood up, kicked lightly, and kicked the solid wooden chair under his buttocks into rubbish all over the floor!

"Wow..."

Not to mention the principal, the scene where Han Feng kicked the chair into pieces immediately attracted countless eyeballs...

After clapping his hands, Han Feng looked at the principal who had already been shocked to the point of speechlessness, and said with a warm spring breeze: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you, this Xueba is going to speak uprightly today. Pass the test!"

The crowd was completely boiling. The demeanor of Han Feng's kick and his arrogant words deeply stimulated the surrounding students and instructors.

"My boy, what happened just now? Young Master Han smashed the chair?"

"It's kicking the chair into crumbs and crumbs! Kicking into crumbs and kicking into crumbs are two completely different concepts, okay?"

"Indeed, it's not difficult to kick a chair into pieces, but if you want to kick it into pieces, I reckon only a few highly skilled guides can do it..."

"Can you grasp the key point? The key is to see who kicked it. At the end of the Wannian crane, Young Master Han!"

"Mother, Young Master Han must have taken a stimulant..."

"What brand of stimulant can have this effect? ​​I think the chair has already been tampered with..."

"A person like this dares to call himself a master? Bah!"

The wind of public opinion changed as soon as it changed. People were still praising Han Feng's secretiveness one second, but they began to despise and doubt Han Feng one second later. The process in the middle can be described as seamless and extremely smooth.

Even the principal who was standing next to Han Feng had a bullet screen effect similar to "Can you cheat like this?"

In the audience, only Zhan Lengyue's heart skipped a beat for no reason...

"Principal, are you satisfied with my strength?" Ignoring the waves of condemnation around him, Han Feng looked directly at the principal.

The headmaster also noticed that Han Feng came here today to "smash the field". If he is really not allowed to take the exam again, God knows what else this guy can do.

After thinking about it for a while, the principal finally decided to let Han Feng make a fool of himself, so he gritted his teeth and slapped his thigh.

"Okay...but you are taking the exam again, and we will fill in the report with the best results."

"No problem, just do it!"

"Wait!"

Just when Han Feng had a good chat with the principal and was about to retake the exam, the first grader who had been regarded as a little transparent suddenly yelled in dissatisfaction.

No. 1 in this grade is Duan Gansi, a tall man close to 1.9 meters, with bulging muscles all over his body, and his skin is bronze and dark, obviously he is also a master of external skills.

The man squeezed between Han Feng and the principal quite dissatisfied, then pointed at Han Feng's nose, and said aggressively: "Obviously this trash is also late, why can't I take the exam if he can take the exam?"

"Master Han is retaking the exam, which is completely different from yours." The principal explained patiently.

"What re-examination? Do you think everyone present is mentally retarded? Let me tell you, either let me take the exam with him today, or don't..."

"boom!"

Duan Gansi's voice came to an abrupt end, and he swayed a few times suddenly, then fell to the ground with a "plop", but Han Feng couldn't stand the noise any longer, so he punched him directly on the back of the head Come on, knock him out...

"Come on, you should just lie down." Withdrew his fist calmly, Han Feng came to the principal's side again, "When can we start?"

"This begins..."

Everyone in the martial arts field felt that three black lines had slipped down their foreheads. Young Master Han's style of slapping people when he disagreed with him is really... quite in line with his status as a wealthy young master?
Sure enough, he is a rich man...

Of course, there are still people who understand, such as Zhan Lengyue and the principal, the two of them couldn't help raising their eyebrows the first time they saw Han Feng make a move—Duan Gansi, the first in grade, was just like that. What are you doing?
Although there is an element of trickery and sneak attack in it, it shouldn't be knocked out with a single punch, right?
"What's going on? Could it be that he was really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before?" Zhan Lengyue couldn't help beating her heart.

The principal brought Han Feng and others to the middle of the martial arts arena, pointed to the rows of special machines full of violent aesthetics and black metal luster, and said: "There are two graduation tests, strength test and actual combat score. Now we Conduct the first test, the strength test!"

In fact, these words should have been explained by the invigilator, that is, the former white-haired old man Xu, to explain to the students, but the principal felt that he might need to get to know Han Feng again, and decided to preside over the exam himself.

"As you can see, this row of boxing strength testing machines are all basic equipment designed by the Cultivation Alliance and distributed to various middle schools. The purpose is to test the strength of students."

"According to the exam rules, it doesn't matter if the examinee uses internal strength or relies on pure physical strength, as long as he can score more than [-], he will be considered a pass and have the qualification to take the next exam."

"Of course, the higher the grade, the better."

Listening to the principal's explanation, Han Feng walked slowly to a boxing test machine and looked at it carefully.