Bad Hulk Reborn

Xuanji looked at the outstanding students in front of him and applauded lightly. "Not bad. Ruomu taught well."

"That's natural." He is best at this method of seeking speed.

Dealing with a few ancients is easy for him.If it wasn't for the limited time, he would really open the eyes of these ancients.But forget it, wait until the end of the competition, and then toss these students well.He guarantees that no matter how bad a student is in his hands, he will definitely be as good as a little cotton.

"Everyone, I didn't expect that Shangjing Academy won two rounds in a row and got a new dean. It is really different from the past, which is an eye-opener.

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As soon as the host's words fell, everyone turned their heads and looked at Su Ruomu, the new dean of Shangjing College.At this moment, they realized that he was really young.

"You are so young! You look like you are in your twenties?"

"Oh my God! It's rare that he went to Beijing so well this year. This young master must be a genius to sit on the position of dean at such a young age." "I heard that he is a relative of His Majesty. If so, how capable is he?"

"Need to say? Look, he won two games in a row, and if he wins another game, they will turn the tables this year and win a big victory."

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"Back then, heroes were born as teenagers!"

"That's right, it's amazing! Our Majesty really recognizes heroes with insight. I heard that this dean was brought up by people in the Jianghu from a young age. When he was given to this dean, the officials objected. It seems that His Majesty has known for a long time that he is capable, so he made such a move."

"Amazing! How about a hero? Don't ask where he came from. That's the reason.

In the crowd, looking at the calm and composed Su Ruomu, everyone praised him one after another, their faces full of envy.

On Qinglin College's side, an accompanying teacher was a little dissatisfied when he heard the common people's discussion. "Dean, this Su Ruomu is so powerful at such a young age, he is our formidable enemy. If he wins another round, we are really doomed."

Dean Zhu nodded, and looked at Su Ruomu with a strange look. "At that time, you still said how he was? Did you see that now everyone is praising him, but he is calm and composed, neither coquettish nor arrogant, such a person is the most terrifying." His movements, his His expression, his behavior, showed that this person was definitely not a thing in the pool.

"Dean, don't let your prestige down. We have so many outstanding students. The next round is calligraphy. We will definitely win."

"You forgot, they are the ones who win every year. Even if Shangjing Academy can complete it every year, it is not for nothing that they can secure the position of the top institution of higher learning in the country."

His words extinguished all the enthusiasm of that teacher in an instant, and he also remembered that every year, Shangjing Academy was the winner. "None of the three wins and two wins...we..." Lose!

"So in this round, we have to turn the situation around, and we must not lose any more points, otherwise we will really lose." Three wins out of five rounds, if they lose this round, they will really lose Qing Lin's face Empty.

"I see." Hearing this, the teacher stood up and walked towards the participating students.

Here, Su Ruomu naturally also noticed the movements of the people from Qinglin, and looked sideways at Xuanji disapprovingly. "Didn't Xuan Che say he wanted to come and watch the match?"

This kid said yesterday that he wanted to come and see, where did he go at this time.

Xuanji pointed to the direction of the second floor, motioning him to look up.

Su Ruomu looked up, and sure enough, he saw Xuan Che waving at him on the opposite side of the second floor. Behind him stood six guards forming a protective circle, allowing him to sit there safely and watch the game with peace of mind.

Nodding to him, Su Ruomu said hello.

Xuanji looked at the student in Qinglin opposite, "Can we win this game?"

"This is natural. This is our strength. But in the next game, we will definitely lose in music. A few days ago, the music teacher was not there, and I don't know much about music. In addition, their students usually don't pay attention to this aspect, so the music is very important. We've lost the game.":

"Then Wu will win this game!" He knew that Ruomu was full of confidence in Wu's game.

Sure enough, as soon as his words came out, the people around him immediately laughed, and those beautiful eyes were shining like stars. "Wrong! It's not that you will win, but you will shine brilliantly, and the victory will resound throughout the capital."

Regarding Wu, he is full of confidence. It's all because in his previous life, he was fond of martial arts and often let his brothers practice martial arts just for fun, but he didn't know that when he came to this world, he could still torment others.

While talking, the host has already stepped up. "Everyone, let's come to the third round, Poetry and Books! With spring as the theme, write a poem for each, and write an article with at least [-] words for each of the four seasons and landscapes in calligraphy. Now the candidates are ready to start."

As soon as his words fell, twelve top elite students from each academy entered the field. The one sent by Shangjing was Mo Dao, while the one sent by Qinglin was a well-mannered student, and the one sent by Mingshan was also a young master who should not be underestimated.

Everyone is on their positions, this round, not only depends on calligraphy, but also talent and erudition to win. In previous years, it was Shangjing Academy. I don't know who won the competition this year.

Each student stood still in front of the large desk, and then grinded the ink by himself. The time was one hour, but the grinding could not be fast, and only a good grind could make the calligraphy more fluent.

When Yu Da saw this, he didn't quite understand it. "Mumu, don't they have a book boy? Why do you have to study ink yourself? Isn't it time-consuming?"

Hearing what he said, Su Ruomu glared at him, "You idiot! Grinding ink is also a kind of competition. You can't even grind ink. That's not being controlled by a book boy."

"It makes sense." Yu Da said, he really doesn't understand this aspect.Although he grinds it all by himself, he just didn't expect that he had to grind it himself in the game.After listening to what he said, it makes sense to think so.If the book boy is gone that day, it means that he can't even write.

Here, the students have begun to write. They are all carefully selected outstanding students. They have poems and books in their stomachs, so they naturally write with spirit.

"Dean, do you think we will win?"

"Teacher Wang, we must have confidence in ourselves." Dean Zhu glanced at him while lightly pinching the fan in his hand. "Our students are very good, just do your best."

Dean Zhu looked at the calm Su Ruomu, feeling a little anxious in his heart.In order to win this round of the book, he has worked so hard this year, it depends on today's results.

Here, in the field, Mo Dao writes with spirit, writing slowly, not impatient, his expression is very indifferent, neither hasty nor impatient, and his temperament is as elegant as jade, which is quite different from usual.

Looking at him, Su Ruomu had to admit that a big family is a big family, and the sons and brothers cultivated are existences that poor people can't touch in their entire lives. This is called winning at the starting line.While poor kids are playing in mud with snotty noses, these parents have

Children with foresight can finish reciting the Analects long ago, and calligraphy has already started.This is exactly what the rich man said. Sometimes you have to admit that when someone is born, you are doomed to catch up no matter how hard you work in your life.

"Why, I think Dean Zhu is full of confidence this time." Xuan Ji looked at Dean Zhu, and said softly to Su Ruomu.Every year, it is written that Shangjing wins in this aspect. It seems that Dean Zhu has spent a lot of money for this round.Otherwise, I wouldn't be so confident.

"Even if we lose this game, we will win."

Seeing his calm appearance, Xuanji didn't speak any more, and continued to watch the game.

An hour later, the five judges finished watching all the works, and then announced the results. Unsurprisingly, Shangjing Academy was the winner.

"Okay!" In an instant, thousands of people in the entire venue applauded like thunder, and Shangjing won this round, which instantly made the atmosphere boil to the extreme.

This time, Shangjing had already won the competition. Such terrifying strength shocked everyone, including Dean Zhu.

"Wait, judges, we are not convinced." Dean Zhu stood up and said loudly.

Naturally knowing that he was not convinced, Yu Lao stretched out his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet.When he moved, everyone stopped in a tacit understanding and looked at the field suspiciously.

"My student has worked hard for a year for today's matter, how could he lose?"

"Naturally, I will convince you to lose, and present the top three best ones." Mr. Yu stroked his beard and motioned the students behind him to present their calligraphy.

All three pieces of calligraphy are full of spirit, and the fonts are flying like dragons and phoenixes. They are really good brushwork.Before Yu Lao came to the three pieces of calligraphy, he first talked about Mingshan calligraphy

"I think the calligraphy of Mingshan College is the best. Compared with last year, they have improved rapidly. But why didn't we catch our eyes? Students and teachers who know calligraphy, please take a look. The writing is not beautiful. Calligraphy should not only be erudite, but also the font should be completed in one stroke. He wrote this character in the same way as the character 'Huai', and have you seen that there is a black spot the size of a hair in the middle of his characters? , This instantly destroyed such a good calligraphy work. After this student returns, he must practice more arm strength."

"Thank you, Mr. Yu, for your reminder." When he said this, the Mingshan student also noticed it, and bowed to thank him for being taught.

"As for Qinglin student, it is undeniable that if you hadn't made some small mistakes, you would have won today." When he came to Qinglin student's calligraphy, he gently pointed to the last character, which was the word 'pass'.Dean Zhu, this is your student's painting, you can see what's wrong with it yourself. "

After finishing speaking, Yu Lao stepped aside and let him step forward to watch.

Dean Zhu stepped forward with a chubby body, looking at the painting of the proud student in front of him, writing everything smoothly and smoothly, but when it came to the last word, he suddenly stopped writing, looking a little hasty.Looking at the calligraphy writing of Mo Dao student in Shangjing, it is smooth and natural, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the last one is even more chic and free. Seeing this, he has nothing to say.

"Zhu is convinced." At this moment, Dean Zhu had nothing to say except sighing in his heart.

"Okay!" As he bowed to Yu Laoyi, the scene cheered again. At this moment, everyone felt that even the air became better.

The students in Beijing hugged each other instantly, tears welling up in their eyes. After so many years, they finally felt elated.

They lost the first two rounds, and they won today.

"The dean is doing well!"

"Dean, great job!" Above the restaurant on the third floor, the students from Shangjing hugged each other and shouted to their dean in unison.

Su Ruomu didn't move, just sat quietly, with his back to them, stretched out his clenched right hand, raised his thumb, and laughed silently.

At this moment, this action became the new symbol of Shangjing College, which was remembered by all the students, deeply engraved in their hearts, and could not be shaken off for a long time.