September 3rd.

September in the imperial capital is much cooler than Jincheng, a small water town in the south, and the temperature is also lower. Especially when the morning sun shines on your face, there is even a bit of a cold feeling from the moonlight at night.

Martial arts training hall, second floor, independent training room.

Qin Mo used up the last crystal of his strength. His body stood as straight as a spear, with slightly convex muscles and graceful lines. Qin Mo's hands were suspended horizontally in the air, forming a cross shape with his body. The Five Animals Opera ran for a week, starting with the Tiger Opera and ending with the Bird Opera.

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The familiar vitality circulates from the nose and pours into the chest. Under the influence of the basic skills of "Five Animals", the vitality is stripped out.

The vitality absorbed into the body is transported to the cortex, muscles and bones, and is rubbed back and forth like a steel brush. The mysterious substance in the demon crystal is dissolved, repairing the damaged cortex, muscles and bones. Every time it is destroyed, it is an exercise, and impurities slowly come out of the pores.

Squeeze it out slowly, it will look like a small blackhead.

When he first started transporting Qi and blood, Qin Mo had to discharge a lot of stains and waste every day, which was almost like rolling in a mud puddle. Now it is much less, and at most there are some acne and blackheads.

After finishing transporting energy and blood, Qin Mo returned to his dormitory, took a hot shower, changed into a set of clean clothes, and headed for the playground.

Today is the day for the assessment of the 10th class of Diwu freshmen, freshmen of the Arts Department.

There are two activity venues for teachers and students in Diwuquan, one is an outdoor playground and the other is an indoor martial arts training ground.

The freshman assessment and outdoor playground selection will be held after the freshman ceremony.

When Qin Mo arrived at the playground, he happened to meet Wang Changjing who looked anxious and was about to run to the dormitory.

Seeing Qin Mo, Wang Changjing's face lit up and he pulled Qin Mo and said, "The teacher from the Logistics Department is looking for you."

"Teacher from the post-production department, are you looking for me?" Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and was pulled by Wang Changjing to a bald teacher with glasses.

"Teacher Geng, Qin Mo is here."

When the bald teacher saw Qin Mo, he said solemnly and solemnly: "Qin Mo, right? The school has decided to choose you to represent the new students on stage."

Freshmen representatives, come on stage to speak?

The excitement on Qin Mo's face immediately dissipated, and the anticipation in his heart to see the teacher also cooled down a lot. He originally thought that there was nothing good he could do with him, but the freshmen representative's speech was useless except for showing off, and there was also a literary teacher assessment later.

Qin Mo would not be happy if the influence delayed him.

Without thinking about it, Qin Mo refused directly and said: "Teacher Geng, I still need to prepare for the freshman exam. You can choose a suitable candidate again."

After saying that, Qin Mo turned around and left.

Not long after, Teacher Geng's regretful voice sounded from behind: "It's a pity. The principal said that the freshmen's speeches were good and meritorious. Since you don't want to... Hey, why are you back again?"

Qin Mo cursed in his heart, Teacher Geng, you are not upright at all, you can still say half of what you say and hide half of it.

Qin Mo was not shy and asked carelessly: "Teacher Geng, if you make a good speech, how many merit points can you get?"

Teacher Geng was surprised by how thick-skinned Qin Mo was. He asked this question in a straightforward manner without blushing. This guy's face is not inferior to his talent, and he can compete with others.

"In previous years, freshmen who spoke the worst could get 5 merit points, and those who spoke well could get 20 or 30 merit points." Teacher Geng said expressionlessly.

Qin Mo was overjoyed, so many?

When freshmen speak, can they get 20 or 30 merit points if they speak well?

"Do you have a speech?"

"No, think for yourself."

There is no speech script, probably because I don’t want the freshmen to follow the script and speak too literally.

Well, it's time to figure out the principal's thoughts again. However, he has never met the principal of Diwu, so he may not be able to guess accurately. He doesn't even know what the principal looks like, so how can he guess other people's thoughts? However, thinking about it from another aspect, even if

There is nothing to worry about if your guess is wrong. You can also worry about deducting merit points.

"Okay, I'm willing to speak on behalf of the freshmen." Qin Mo gritted his teeth. He had merit points. If you don't make money, you won't make it in vain. If you earn less, he also has 5 merit points and can enter the clerk's hall once.

"Follow me. When the principal finishes speaking, you can come up from the backstage."

"By the way, listen carefully to the principal's speech and try to figure out the principal's thoughts. Don't make mistakes." Qin Mo is not worried. He, the logistics teacher, has to pay attention to his instructions. If Qin Mo makes a mistake in his speech, the principal will not deduct Qin Mo's merit points.

It means not causing trouble for him.

"Don't worry, Teacher Geng. In the worst case, I'll just memorize a set of hymns."

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On the Diwu playground, today is the assessment for new students. There is a saying in Diwu that the nightmare of new students is the carnival of old students.

As early as an hour before the class started, people were sitting on the table next to them one after another, including sophomores and juniors, as well as many instructors.

"Finally it's the new batch of victims' turn to appear."

"Last year, I stood on it and was treated like a monkey."

"Many of these guys got the news from the senior students. They probably thought that the freshmen would just take the merit points in the assessment. They will find out later that if the merit points of the Imperial Martial Arts were so good, they would have been poor long ago."

Unless there are special circumstances, Emperor Wu Tutors will usually be present at the freshman ceremony and freshman assessment. The principal is already here. If they don't come, it means they are not showing off to the principal, and how can they continue to get along in the future.

There are more senior students coming, both from the liberal arts department and the martial arts department. There are many seniors who come to watch the fun. They are tired of practicing and writing martial arts articles. They can watch their fellow students make fools of themselves and relieve their stress.

I immediately felt relieved. In the past years, I had been ravaged and tortured, and now it was finally my turn to sit in the audience and watch my juniors and juniors work hard for merit points. This opportunity only came once a year, and it was rare.

"Changzi, pay attention during the assessment later, find a few talented people, and try to recruit them into the literary club. This will save us from being forced to do hard work by the president every day. I am already tired of doing all those dirty and tiring jobs.

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"There are four freshmen in this class who have shown their peak talents, which is more than in previous years."

In the front row of the audience, male and female students held their arms and talked to each other. In addition to their strong Qi and blood, these people's talents were stronger and thicker. Their talents were not exposed, but their talents were gathered at the top.

One of them condensed two lotuses of talent, a second-grade Wen Grandmaster.

Nine o'clock.

"Dear classmates." A deep voice came from the radio, and the entire playground immediately became silent and silent.

Standing on the podium is Teacher Geng from the Logistics Department.

"First of all, welcome to Diwu. New students in Diwu come from all over the world, but from today on, you all belong to Diwu."

“Diwu is the cradle of the Chinese Civil and Military Department and the best academic institution in China. There is no doubt about this.

For hundreds of years, the Kingdom of China has experienced countless hardships and troubles, and the imperial and military capital has always stood at the top of institutions of higher learning, never falling behind others."

"Tch, it sounds so nice, but I was beaten severely by Mo Wu last year." A young man in the audience said disdainfully, dismissing this kind of boasting.

"Fang Youdao, shut up." A tender and angry voice shouted, and the short-haired girl glared at him.

Fang Youdao glanced at the girl and said nonchalantly: "I'm telling the truth. There's nothing I can't say. If I hadn't won, you would have been completely embarrassed."

"Here, the one who is most qualified to speak is me, Fang Youdao. You still have the nerve to watch the freshman exam and make a fool of yourself. If I were you, I would dig a hole in the ground and hide in it until I develop my true skills."

The short-haired girl angrily said, "If you disparage the Imperial Martial Arts students, I will report it to the instructor and deduct your merit points."

Fang Youdao smiled and said unscrupulously: "Zizzi, I'm afraid of what you said. It's like I have merit points. I still owe debts outside. Go ahead. I won't have to pay back any more deductions."

"Fang Youdao, talk less." A low voice next to him said with a hint of dissatisfaction. Fang Youdao heard this and said no more.

On the podium, Teacher Geng’s opening remarks came to an end.

Teacher Geng said: "Now, hand the microphone to the principal."

I saw a martial artist who looked to be about forty years old, with firm skin, short short hair, and was wearing black clothes and black trousers appeared on the podium. No one could see clearly when he appeared.

"Is this person the principal of Diwu?" Standing next to the backstage screen, Qin Mo rubbed his eyes. He heard the voice first, and then saw the principal of Diwu appear. He was closest to the podium, right under his eyelids.

In front, but he had no idea when the principal appeared.

Damn, what the hell.

Teacher Geng walked calmly and came to Qin Mo with relief, and said: "When the principal's speech is over, you will be responsible for giving a speech on behalf of the new students."

Qin Mo glanced at the principal, who was very serious, with no smile on his face. Qin Mo, who was calm and composed, was also frightened and said, "I'll try my best."

With that said, Qin Mo began to carefully observe Principal Diwu's freshman speech.

"Dear students, I am Guo Muhua, the principal of Imperial Martial Academy. First of all, I would like to welcome you to Imperial Martial Academy."

Guo Muhua glanced at the students standing on the playground. Those who were caught by his gaze, whether they were literary masters or martial arts masters, stood up straight and straightened their backs unconsciously.

"In the minds of many novices, being selected by the Imperial Martial Arts Academy is equivalent to leaping over the dragon gate and stepping into the category of outstanding literary and martial arts masters."

"I really want to praise you so that all of you can be as consistent as you dreamed of when you finally walk out of campus, but the reality is not that beautiful. Not all students of Imperial Martial Arts can become brave and fearless powerful martial arts masters, knowledgeable and talented.

A well-spoken writer."

"So, all the cultivation resources of Emperor Wu will be delivered to you in the form of merit point exchange. If you want better resources and higher achievements, you must have the courage to move forward and not be willing to be left behind.

Heart."

"..."

Principal Diwu spoke word for word on the stage and spoke to the freshmen in a leisurely manner. Qin Mo listened clearly behind the screen and roughly understood what Principal Diwu meant.

About half an hour later, Principal Diwu's speech came to an end.

"After today's freshman ceremony, the liberal arts assessment will be held first. Remember, this is not only a simple liberal arts assessment, but also an opportunity for you to fully demonstrate yourself and impress your instructors."

Guo Muhua paused and suddenly said sternly: "I will also watch your performance from the audience."

"Qin Mo, it's your turn to go on stage, don't be too nervous." Teacher Geng took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it on Qin Mo's face. Qin Mo had something to say that he couldn't say. Why can't I feel the sweat on your forehead even more?

How much?
Chapter completed!