"Shocked! The freshman duo has a new member!"

"A freshman with special admissions attracted the contempt of his classmates, and he actually..."

"The special admissions student is suspected of being the principal's illegitimate child, shocking!"

All of a sudden, the official website post bar belonging to Wudaokou Vocational Research and Technology College exploded.

All kinds of students who were dawdling began to frantically scroll the screen.

"Really or not? The principal's illegitimate son? Is it any wonder that he can be specially recruited at this time?"

"Big news!"

The entire campus is also filled with an atmosphere of gossip.

Principal's room.

Two figures, one fat and one thin, faced each other.

Peng!

"Little brat! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Didn't you admit it all?"

"Admit what?"

"My poor little brother!"

Qin Shoubei came from it.

"Get lost! I've already explained it to your mother, you little brat, stop talking nonsense every day."

"Avoiding responsibility and not daring to face the mistakes you have made."

"Is this a man?"

Qin Feng:???

Without saying a word, he raised his big hand.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

A melodious and tragic voice came from the house.

"Principal, a new batch of topics has arrived..."

Wow!

A pile of brochures were scattered on the floor.

The female secretary covered her mouth with shock on her face.

"He principal..."

"As expected, I don't like women!"

Why do you say it is true?

The female secretary frowned.

Life is not easy, the secretary sighed.

…………

Fang Yi spent the whole night carving lines.

He probably engraved twice more.

Been busy until late at night.

It's 200 o'clock.

However, he did not plan to unlock another pattern immediately, he decided to wait a little longer.

Drowsiness comes like a tide.

Fang Yi fell into a deep sleep.

…

The second day.

early morning.

Fang Yi's mobile phone received a text message early, and he was informed that the sword formation master had been waiting for a long time in the scientific research room No. 5 of the academy.

…

"A new student?"

"President, this is a bit too childish. Even if we are not taken seriously, we shouldn't find a new student, right? Not to mention that it is the Ninth Research Institute... This... is too insulting."

In the scientific research room, a girl wearing a martial arts uniform, showing two beautiful legs in black stockings, was a little angry.

Even though she had arrived at Wudaokou Institute of Science and Technology, she still couldn't help but complain on the phone.

The president on the other end of the phone had a big head.

"Okay girl, my second uncle's phone calls are almost going to cost you the money you owe..."

"I'll pay your phone bill if you owe me. I'm so angry. Sword formation masters are not valued by others. How much ridicule have we received for those of us who want to improve the shortcomings of sword formation masters? We finally got the chance to cooperate with the Scientific Research Institute

An opportunity to discuss together...this...pheasant university...freshmen...have no achievements..."

"I'm going crazy."

Liu Qingxin was furious.

"Ahem, aren't you in that school? That's not quite right."

"What's the matter? Come and beat me if you don't accept it?"

The other end of the phone wiped his sweat.

My niece seems to be a sword cultivator at the peak of the fusion realm.

Even those losers from the Research Institute can't beat her...

"What? Is there a problem?" Liu Qingxin's pretty face was cold, her fingers were slightly raised, and a cold blade showed its sharp edge.

"No problem! We are all trash!"

"Iron waste!"

A group of originally angry teenagers immediately smiled and ran away, wiping away cold sweat.

"Okay, girl, don't be angry. What if there is a surprise? You also know your swordsmanship talent. Even if the sword formation doesn't have much potential, it won't affect you at all."

"Second uncle, you know why I am obsessed with the sword formation."

"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Liu Qingxin's eyes dimmed, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Okay, he should be here soon, I'll hang up first."

beep--

A dignified-looking middle-aged man listened to the voice on the phone in the office and sighed.

This kid is still so stubborn.

"My white hair is three thousand feet tall, and I am worried about how long it is."

"Long? You are majestic and majestic. Of course you are long."

"Be serious."

The middle-aged man looked relaxed.

"Sword formation, when will there be a way out? I can't hold on anymore, ah, don't stop."

…

Fang Yi walked into Scientific Research Room No. 5 and saw a group of students busy walking out.

"It's so scary."

"Obviously she's so good-looking, but she turns out to be so fierce."

"Even if it looks good, I don't dare to look at it more. I'm really afraid that she will cut off the incense of my family with a sword."

Fang Yi looked strange.

Then the people from the Sword Formation Association should be waiting for me inside, right?

Nothing will go wrong, right?

Fang Yi walked in and saw a beautiful figure standing there with a pair of cold eyes. It must be said that she was a very beautiful girl. Her straight legs were set off by the black stockings, and her waist was extremely straight and slender.
To be continued...