The Super Soldier King in the City

Everyone in the Seventh Middle School looked at each other, and everyone fell silent.

The academic performance of the Third Middle School has always been among the best in the city, even in the province. And the seventh middle school, although not the bottom in the city, is not much worse.

Go to the third middle school to compete on the spot. Isn't this boring? Who wants to do such a thing?

Seeing that no one answered, the boy with acne was immediately smug: "Why? Don't you dare to go? Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you sign up for the contest, you can waive the registration fee. How about, are you attracted now? Is it?"

These words made everyone even more angry, this is simply looking down on people!

At this moment, the squad leader sitting at the front took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I'm going!"

"Squad leader?" Everyone exclaimed, and Zhao Qupeng was even more worried: "These people deliberately cheated us. They come up with questions to compete, you go, this must be a disadvantage!"

The squad leader shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "That can't make them look down!"

Everyone was silent. The acne boy glanced at the squad leader and sneered: "I know you, Wang Liao. He was admitted to the top ten in the city before, but he quickly retired and never entered the top fifty. Humph, I have always suspected that you have a problem with the top ten. This time, let us test your true ability!"

"You know your uncle!" Zhao Qiupeng said angrily: "The monitor was sick and rested at home for a period of time, so his academic performance has fallen. Otherwise, what do you guys count?"

"We don't know if you are sick or not. Anyway, we'll know after the comparison." The acne boy sneered, "Wang Liao, remember to go early when you come, but don't be afraid to come!"

Someone below couldn't help cursing: "Fuck you, be careful when you speak!"

"What the **** do you talk about!" The acne boy was also angry: "You dare to scold someone!"

"What's wrong with me, I'm still beating you!" The person below screamed and rushed up, and the two sides immediately fought.

Everyone at No. 7 Middle School was already suffocated. Seeing this, a group of people rushed up and beat those people in No. 3 Middle School.

Su Yang stood behind, shaking his head again and again. These excellent students are unceremonious in fighting.

However, these people in the Third Middle School are indeed too arrogant, and Su Yang wants to beat them. If it weren't for the status, Su Yang would have taken the shot long ago.

As the melee continued, an angry voice suddenly came from the door: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Stop it!"

"The principal is here!"

With an exclamation, everyone quickly dispersed, and the scene was in a mess.

Fat Bai Dong Hui walked from a distance with a few men in suits. One of the tall men was the vice principal of No. 3 Middle School. He was full of anger and said: "President Dong, what's going on? You students in No. 7 Middle School have this quality? So many people beat us No. 3 Middle School. Personally, what? Are you all rascals?"

The acne boy rushed over and said with a crying voice: "Principal Zhou, these people in No.7 Middle School are too bullying. We just told them that we have 17 places to go, so they fry the pot and keep scolding us. He even hit us..."

The principal Zhou was even more furious: "Dong Hui, what does this mean? Our school has 17 recommended places, which are set up above. If you feel upset, go talk to them? Why beat our students to vent their anger. Your own students don’t have the skills, and they don’t give us places. Can you blame us?"

Dong Hui's complexion was extremely ugly. Principal Zhou ran to him just now and said about the recommended quota. He almost fainted.

In previous years, the Seventh Middle School also had at least one recommended place. In doing this this time, the Seventh Middle School estimated that there would be no root hair left. This was an insult to his principal.

Seriously, he wanted to beat these people himself. But the problem is, this can't be fought, what is the matter with students fighting!

Dong Hui gritted his teeth and walked to the scene, glared at everyone, and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Everyone bowed their heads and dared not speak, their complexions were extremely ugly.

Principal Zhou angrily walked over and said angrily: "If you are not convinced, your principal is here, just say it. Why, are you dissatisfied with the number of places recommended by our school? Okay, say it, just say it if you are not satisfied. Oh, by the way, it’s useless to tell your principal, go to the Education Bureau, go to the province and say, go make trouble, go there to beat people."

"Let's see if there are any students like you? Students focus on learning. What are you doing? Learning is not as good as others, so you fight with more people, right? What is the difference between you and the hooligans outside?"

"I heard about your seventh middle-class punks a long time ago, but I didn’t expect that, I really saw it. Is your No. 7 middle school teaching and educating people, or cultivating scum and waste? Such people are sent to society, it’s not specialized Is it harmful to society?"

The seventh middle school students clenched their fists one by one, very angry, but did not dare to say anything.

"You are too much!" Dong Hui couldn't help but said: "What's wrong with our students in No. 7 Middle School? Your students in No. 3 Middle School come to us to show off, don't you have to take a little responsibility?"

"We have seventeen recommended places. Come here to share your happiness and learning experience. What's wrong?" Principal Zhou said angrily: "I think you are jealous, jealous that we have so many places. But, this The places are won by your strength. You don’t have the strength, so what can you say? If you don’t agree, let the top give you some recommended places too!"

Dong Hui was so angry that he wanted some places, but the question was, who would give it. The grades of Seventh Middle School are only middle and lower. If there are more than a dozen places, they may still get one. Now, there are only three left, no matter how round it is, there is no round seven!

At this moment, a person next to him suddenly came running out of breath, and said anxiously: "President Dong, the president and three vice presidents of Jinghua University, and the director of the Provincial Department of Education Hu!"

"Huh?" Dong Hui was stunned, and everyone at the scene was also stunned, especially President Zhou, whose eyes were almost staring out, what's up?

Jinghua University, it is the best university in China. Their headmaster's status is no worse than that of No. 1 in Pingnan Province. Such a big man actually came in person?

And the head of the Education Department came to Nanluo City, which in itself was enough to shock the education sector.

The most important thing is that they came, and they went straight to the seventh middle school. The Municipal Education Bureau had not notified them, indicating that they did not know this. This is even more shocking!

"They...what are they doing..." Dong Hui's lips trembled.

"Say... I want to invite... Invite Su Yang to Jinghua University..." The man swallowed and spit out two words tremblingly: "Teacher!"

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