Fang Ping, Tan Hao, and Tan Tao briefly chatted for a few words before returning to where everyone in Class (4) was.
As soon as he left, Tan Zhenping also sent away several leaders of No. 1 Middle School.
After staring at Fang Ping's background for a moment, Tan Zhenping said softly: "Yangcheng has been much more interesting in the past two years than before."
Tan Hao asked strangely: "Dad, what did you say?"
Tan Tao said thoughtfully: "Dad, are you talking about Fang Ping?"
"Not only Fang Ping, but also your senior Wang..."
Tan Zhenping smiled, but did not elaborate.
A 19-year-old third-level martial artist, known as Nanjiang Wuhan University's leading figure in the next few years.
An 18-year-old ordinary high school senior who is about to enter the ranks of official martial artists.
It is not unusual for these people to appear in big cities and in martial arts families.
But these two people were from ordinary families and came from a small city like Yangcheng.
I have to say that the probability is too small.
The emergence of Wang Jinyang in Yangcheng has already amazed some strong men in Nanjiang Province.
Another Fang Ping...
Of course, Fang Ping's current situation is still far from satisfactory.
It doesn't mean anything that he is about to enter the ranks of first-grade warriors. There is still a long road ahead.
From level 1 to level 3, you can still grind them out by grinding them with time and smashing them with resources.
But above level three, it is no longer simply a matter of resources and time.
Wang Jinyang makes people feel amazing, and it's not just because of his third-level strength.
Of course, Tan Zhenping didn't know the specific details. He only knew that after Wang Jinyang broke through to the third level, he heard that he had a relationship with a certain big shot.
Tan Zhenping thought about this in his mind, then shook his head and chuckled. No matter what the future holds for these people, they have little to do with him.
No matter how amazing Wang Jinyang is, he will never take care of fellow villagers like them just because they are from the same hometown.
The same goes for Fang Ping!
He turned his head and looked at his two sons. This was his hope, the hope of the Tan family.
He was frugal and frugal, and he could obviously find a way to break through to the second level, but he still refused to break through, not because he wanted to save those resources and leave them to his two sons.
Tan Zhenping is nearly 50 years old and has long lost his vigor. Even if he can make a breakthrough, he doesn't have much prospects in the future.
But the difference between the two sons is that they are still young!
Thinking of this, Tan Zhenping put Fang Ping aside and chuckled: "Ah Hao, Ah Tao, you guys take the test well this time!
Once you are admitted to Wuhan University, you will soon be able to join the ranks of warriors!"
The school allocated resources and he spent his savings, and his two sons' pile skills also broke through to a stable level.
Although his energy and blood are not high at present, Tan Zhenping believes that once he enters Wuhan University, his two sons will definitely be able to break through warriors faster than Zhou Bin!
…
"Fang Ping, what did Director Tan just tell you?"
As soon as Fang Ping arrived at Class (4), Wu Zhihao asked in a low voice.
"Director?"
Fang Ping asked with some confusion: "Uncle Tan is the director of what bureau?"
"The Education Bureau is just the deputy director."
"What?"
Fang Ping was a little surprised and said: "Isn't there not many warriors in Yangcheng? Uncle Tan is just one of them..."
In Fang Ping's opinion, Tan Zhenping was also a warrior after all.
There are not many warriors in Yangcheng, there are only twenty or thirty people in the city, half of them are doing business.
The remaining half may not all be in the government.
In other words, no matter how bad Tan Zhenping is, he is still ranked in the top ten among Yangcheng officials.
But such a person is the deputy director of the Education Bureau?
Of course, the official side is not purely looking at force, but Tan Zhenping's performance is too bad.
Wu Zhihao was even more surprised than him and said speechlessly: "What's wrong? Isn't the deputy director of the Education Bureau awesome?"
"The Education Bureau is one of the three major power agencies in Yangcheng, although the Yangcheng Education Bureau is not as good as those in big cities.
But it’s not too bad after all, right?
Yangcheng City Government, Detective Bureau, Education Bureau, Director Tan can be the deputy director, which is already very impressive!"
"Three major power agencies..."
Fang Ping somewhat ruined his outlook on life!
How can the Education Bureau do so well?
Wu Zhihao saw that he was confused and looked like a child who cannot be taught, so he sighed: "You should pay more attention to current affairs.
Although we are still in high school, we are about to enter college.
There are some things where it doesn’t hurt to know more about them.”
"Yangcheng is a county-level city and does not have a military headquarters, so the Education Bureau ranks third.
Like Ruiyang, there is a military headquarters stationed there, so Ruiyang is the government, military headquarters, detective bureau, and education bureau."
“Of course, Ruiyang Education Bureau ranks low because it has few resources and weak strength.
Like Jiangcheng, it's different.
Jiangcheng is home to several major martial arts universities in Nanjiang. The Education Bureau has many resources and is strong, ranking ahead of the Detective Bureau..."
Fang Ping opened his mouth, but no words came out for a long time.
He has never paid attention to institutional matters. He was mainly concerned about the affairs of Wuhan University, martial arts department, and warriors.
And as a high school student, there are very few people who really care about it, and no one in the class talks about it.
So until now, Fang Ping doesn't know that there is such a big difference in the system.
In Fang Ping's opinion, although the Education Bureau is not a Qingshui Yamen, it is not a very important department.
It's better now, it has directly become the main authority.
In addition, the Detective Bureau, as Wang Jinyang said last time, should be a law enforcement agency specially set up to deal with warriors.
Fang Ping shook his head, forget it, he has seen humanoid RPGs before, but he still cares about this difference.
However, through Wu Zhihao's words just now, Fang Ping knew that Tan Zhenping was doing well.
The deputy of one of the three major power organizations is pretty good compared to the opponent's first-level strength.
Wu Zhihao briefly introduced these things and then asked about the original topic.
Fang Ping made a few casual remarks, then couldn't help but said: "Why did you take the school bus? I thought you went to Ruiyang alone."
Wu Zhihao said with a speechless face: "Am I stupid? If I go alone, there is no charge for the fare? No charge for booking a hotel? No charge for meals?
Now I wish I could spend every penny as two cents, why waste this money!"
Fang Ping was speechless after saying this!
So you are also this picky?
No, why do you say "ye"? I don't care!
…
During the idle chat, cars from other high schools arrived one after another.
Unlike No. 1 Middle School, one school has eight or nine buses.
In some high schools, all the martial arts students in the school cannot afford a bus.
There are also some township high schools that have already set off to Ruiyang alone at this moment and gathered in Ruiyang.
At 8:20, all vehicles were assembled.
There are more than 20 buses in total, with nearly 900 people, and No. 1 Middle School occupies almost one-third.
As soon as everyone arrived, Tan Zhenping briefly talked with the heads of each school, then got into his car and started heading towards Ruiyang.
…
A long motorcade left No. 1 Middle School.
At the gate of No. 1 Middle School, some teachers who stayed behind couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how many people will stay after the 3rd."
Someone shook his head and said: "The physical examination is the most difficult. If 100 people pass it, it would be good."
"100 people? I'm confused!"
"This year, there are nearly 20,000 senior high school students in Yangcheng, and nearly 1,500 people have applied for the martial arts exam.
If this were Kyoto or a magical city, the ratio would definitely be high.
Keyang City, according to our previous estimates, the physical examination line this year will require at least 110 calories.
I'm afraid only 5% can pass the physical examination, but if you pass the physical examination, the rate of being admitted to Wuhan University is not low..."
"Big cities are better. Some high schools apply for martial arts as a group. Gee, there's no comparison..."
"..."
The teachers were talking a lot, and some were even envious.
But big cities are not livable.
Housing prices are horribly expensive, and there are a lot of requirements to settle down.
Teachers in these key high schools are considered elites in society, but if they go to big cities, they may not be as comfortable as in Yangcheng.
…
On the bus.
Fang Ping and Wu Zhihao sat in the same row, while the rest of class (4) sat in the front and back positions.
In addition to these people, there are also some students from other classes, most of whom are from ordinary classes.
However, the Tan brothers were mixed up on the bus at this time, sitting on the left side of Fang Ping and the others.
At the beginning, because we were not in the same class, everyone talked about their own things.
But it didn't take long for everyone to start chatting under the leadership of Zhang Hao, a group of guys who are usually quite active.
Zhang Hao, who was sitting in the front row, said excitedly: "Our car is awesome today!
Tan Hao, Tan Tao, Wu Zhihao, Zhou Ming, Fang Ping, 5 with more than 115 health calories!
Yang Jian, Liu Ruoqi, and Lan Pei all have more than 112 energy cards!
If this was last year, we would have had 10 Wuhan students in one car!"
Everyone else is familiar with them. Needless to say, Tan Hao and Zhou Ming are also the seed players in class (3).
But what the hell is Fang Ping?
When Tan Hao called people before, some of them heard him, but few people knew about Fang Ping before.
So as soon as Zhang Hao said it, someone next to him said unsurely: "Zhang Hao, Fang Ping is... from your class?"
As he said this, the man looked back, but at this time Fang Ping was leaning on his seat and the man didn't see him.
Zhang Hao knew what he meant as soon as he heard it.
Usually in this class, everyone cares about their own things, and there is no sense of collective honor.
But now there were people from outside the class, Zhang Hao suddenly said loudly: "What are you doing, do you think Wu Zhihao is the best in our class?
When Fang Ping went to pick up Senior Wang, Senior Wang said that Fang Ping would have no problem getting into Wuhan University!
If you don’t believe me, ask Zhihao, Zhihao, and Fang Ping if their energy and blood exceed 115 calories?”
Wu Zhihao looked at Fang Ping with a smile. Fang Ping was too lazy to talk, rolled his eyes and continued to watch the scenery.
Seeing that he didn't care, Wu Zhihao smiled and said: "It's more than 115 calories. Fang Ping is much better than me."
When Wu Zhihao said this, everyone else in the car couldn't help but look in Fang Ping's direction.
Next to him, Tan Hao also said carelessly: "This guy Fang Ping passed the Wuhan University entrance examination and won the first prize in Yangcheng's Wushu University. I might not be Zhou Bin this year!"
As soon as these words came out, even Zhou Ming and several high-blooded students couldn't help but look at him sideways.
Competitor for Yangcheng’s top martial arts champion?
They didn’t believe what Zhang Hao said through the loudspeaker. But when Wu Zhihao said it, they believed 30% of it. But when Tan Hao said so, everyone believed 80% of it!
For a moment, the bus, which was bustling just now, suddenly became quiet.
Fang Ping felt helpless and glanced at Tan Hao and the others. Are these guys trying to bring hatred to him?
But having said that, it seems pretty cool!
The guy who asked me the question before obviously underestimated me, Fang Ping, and actually questioned whether my energy level reached 115 calories?
Do you look down on me, Fang Ping?
He himself maintains the image of a master, which of course cannot be refuted.
But these few people support me, help me, and get slapped in the face. It’s very cool!
Fang Ping felt proud, but his face was calm and he even rolled his eyes at Wu Zhihao and the others!