At the school gate, a large number of parents were waiting at the moment.
Although there are not many new students enrolled in Mowu, there are more than a thousand students. At this moment, there are thousands of parents alone.
But at this time, parents were blocking the door and complaining.
"What's going on? Parents aren't allowed to enter the school?"
"That's right, I also want to see the school environment and accommodation environment, but I'm not allowed to enter..."
"My daughter is carrying three suitcases by herself, and I just saw that the person leading the way didn't even help to carry them..."
"..."
The parents refused to leave, complaining and waiting, and some talked to their children through the fence of the gate.
Fang Ping had just arrived, and when he heard their complaints, he learned that parents were not allowed to accompany them when registering today.
After hearing this, Fang Ping didn't care and walked to the small door on the side of the school gate.
The main door of Wuhan University is rarely opened, and there is a side door that is opened.
Fang Ping walked over, looking a little conspicuous.
Next to the side door, there is a long workbench. Behind the workbench are students, who are also accepting new people this time.
Seeing Fang Ping approaching, the men and women behind the workbench were a little unsure of Fang Ping's identity.
Because his luggage was still at the hotel, Fang Ping came almost empty-handed.
Of course, if you ignore the admission notice rolled into a ball in his hand.
It was precisely because they saw the appearance of the admission notice that everyone was not sure of his identity.
But regardless of whether he was a new student or an old student, as soon as Fang Ping came over, someone immediately asked: "Freshman?"
"Um."
"It's true!"
The boy who just asked the question was a little surprised, and a smile appeared on his previously expressionless face.
"Come alone?"
"yes."
Fang Ping responded, looked sideways at the parents, and said softly: "Aren't the parents allowed in?"
The man sneered and said, "Normally I wouldn't let you in, but not now!
Do you really think that you will be blessed to be a master when you come to the magical city of Wuhan University?
Since you are ready to become a warrior, you must be mentally prepared to become a warrior from now on."
After the man finished speaking, someone next to him also interjected: "You can do it, junior fellow. You don't have to bring anything with you, so you can save yourself a lot of hardship.
Since you entered Wuhan University, you must first learn to be independent.
You are such an adult, and you still need to be accompanied by your parents, who have to carry your luggage and feed the dogs with all your energy and blood!"
The person who interrupted spoke sharply and looked disdainful when he mentioned the new students who asked their parents to carry their luggage.
The freshmen at the Magic City Wuhan University all had a minimum qi and blood level of over 130 calories, and they did well in the actual test, which shows that there is no lack of exercise.
In this case, regardless of gender, even if it is a hand-carrying suitcase, it is not a big problem to carry two or three suitcases.
"Okay, Zhou Yun, don't talk about others. We were almost the same when we first came here."
The man who spoke before interrupted Zhou Yun, turned to look at Fang Ping and said, "Bring the admission notice and take a look."
Fang Ping didn't care what Zhou Yun said before, he didn't talk about himself anyway.
After handing over the admission notice, the man took it, glanced at it, and said sideways, "Who will take this junior Fang Ping to go through the formalities?"
There were more than ten people behind the workbench, all of whom were lazily refusing to answer the phone at the moment.
Zhou Yun, who had spoken sharply just now, saw the man looking at him and couldn't help complaining: "I won't go, it's so boring!
Forget it's not a junior school girl, just replace it with a junior student carrying a few big suitcases, and I can just watch the excitement.
This guy looks like an old man, he’s not interesting to watch, so I won’t go anyway!”
"That's right, I won't go if it's not a veteran or if someone has given me advice."
"Old Wei, why don't you go by yourself?"
"..."
Some students booed and asked the man who received Fang Ping to send it off by himself.
Fang Ping also heard it, because he didn't have a few suitcases with big and small bags, and he was not a girl. These guys were not interested in seeing it, and no women were willing to give it to him.
There was a rush of people here. Zhou Yun, who had just said that he would not send Fang Ping off, suddenly his eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Parents, stop!"
"Junior, come here, I will see you off!"
Zhou Yun's tone was not too gentle, and the little fat man who had just arrived was frightened and at a loss.
Among the warriors, not many are fat, and most of them are civilians.
It is even rarer for martial arts students to be fat because they exercise regularly and their bodies are not too bloated.
But the classmate who just came here is indeed quite fat, and I don’t know if he is the kind who gains weight even if he drinks water.
The little fat man was still confused, and the other people who had just refused to send Fang Ping away also spoke one after another: "Junior, come to my place, I will send you off!"
"Don't grab it from me! I'll do it!"
"Junior, ask your sister to send you off. A group of boys are too careless."
"..."
Seeing this group of men and women rushing to give this little fat man away, Fang Ping's face turned dark. Damn it, am I so unwelcoming?
But he saw that the little fat man was dragging three or four suitcases, large and small.
As if this was not enough, the person following him turned out to be his father, because he was a big fat man and was dragging two suitcases in his hands.
At this moment, seeing the students of Wuhan University welcoming his son so much, the big fat man who was a little unhappy because of the words "parents stop" answered with a smile: "Guo Sheng, why don't you thank me, brothers and sisters!"
The little fat man obviously didn't have many opinions. After hearing what his father said, he immediately thanked him and said, "Thank you, senior brother and senior sister."
"You're welcome, it's a surplus, right? No wonder..."
Zhou Yun is as sharp as before. He obviously thinks that this name is suitable for a little fat guy, and he looks like he is overnourished at first glance.
In the crowd, Old Wei, who had spoken before, glared at him angrily, and then checked Guo Sheng's admission notice.
Then he said: "Zhou Yun, you send him off, and by the way, send off junior fellow student Fang Ping."
The word "by the way" made Fang Ping want to vomit blood.
How unpopular am I, that even giving it away to someone is just a convenience?
The co-authoring is still in the favor of the little fat man, otherwise, Fang Ping suspects that he will have to wait here for a while.
By the way, Zhou Yun no longer refused, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, two juniors, follow me!"
Fang Ping was fine, but Guo Sheng was in trouble.
His father refused to let him in. His hands were already full of things, and he couldn't take away the luggage his father had brought.
The fat man didn't pay attention at first. Seeing that his son couldn't lift it, he greeted Zhou Yun with a smile: "This classmate, could you please help Guo Sheng pick it up?
I will definitely treat you to dinner later..."
Zhou Yun said calmly: "Uncle, no need. The school stipulates that new students must do everything on their own when enrolling. We are only responsible for guiding and are not allowed to help."
"Anyway, the teacher is not here, classmate, please help me..."
The big fat man seemed a little disapproving and continued to say nice things with a smile.
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yun frowned, and his body's energy and blood suddenly surged.
The big fat man opposite is actually a warrior, but he is only at the first level, and he seems to be the kind of person who takes drugs hard. It is hard to tell whether he has tempered the bones of his limbs or not.
Although Zhou Yun's strength is not too strong, he is still at the peak level.
With the burst of energy and blood, the big fat man's expression suddenly changed, and then he realized that this was not the person he usually discussed business with.
The students here are all the pride of heaven and the elite of society.
Zhou Yun burst out with energy and blood, and then slowly said: "You can take things back if you really can't carry them."
The fat man didn't dare to say anything at this time, only ignorant people are fearless.
Knowing that the other party was a warrior with much higher vitality and blood than himself, he didn't want to talk nonsense, so he quickly picked out a few suitcases from his son.
While taking it, he said: "I won't bring the snacks for now. If you want to eat, you can buy them later..."
After saying no to the snacks, Fang Ping saw him taking several packages from Guo Sheng, including a huge suitcase.
Everyone’s mouths twitched a little!
Is this a snack?
As warrior reserve, martial arts students rarely eat snacks because they are nutritious and are not good for the cultivation of Qi and blood.
I just looked at the big and small bags of the other person and thought they were something. Unexpectedly, most of them were snacks. Even Zhou Yun was a little surprised and speechless.
After waiting for a while, two suitcases were left next to the little fat man.
Seeing that there were so few suitcases and all of them were on wheels, Zhou Yun's previous interest in watching the excitement faded a lot.
After Guo Sheng finished it, Zhou Yun turned around and left, saying as he walked: "Follow me!"
…
Fang Ping and Guo Sheng followed him together.
Guo Sheng glanced at Fang Ping and saw that he had empty hands. He couldn't help but said, "Are you a freshman too?"
"Um."
"You didn't bring anything?"
"It was placed in the school hotel."
"Is that so? If I had known I'd be in the hotel, I wonder if I could have brought my snacks in after I signed up later."
Guo Sheng was obviously still a little reluctant to give up. Zhou Yun in front said without looking back: "There is no limit on this. If you want to bring it, you can come back and get it yourself!"
Just now, the little fat man couldn't carry it himself, otherwise he could bring whatever he wanted.
Zhou Yun ignored him and walked a short distance from the main entrance. Zhou Yun pointed to the first building after entering the school and said: "This is the school history museum. The history of the founding of Wudu University and the major events of the school are all recorded here.
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There are nine floors in the school history museum. Freshmen can go to the first three floors, third-grade students and below can go to the first six floors, and third-grade students and above can go to the ninth floor."
Guo Sheng looked surprised and said, "Is there a limit to this?"
He obviously didn't expect that there would be limitations on his ability to enter the school history museum.
Zhou Yun curled his lips and said calmly: "You have to get used to this kind of restriction. Many places within Wuhan University have strength restrictions.
You can go to almost all places above the third level, but there are some places you can't go to below the third level.
There are too many places that non-martialists...can't go."
After saying that, Zhou Yun asked: "How much energy and blood do you have?"
"135 calories."
"Just so-so, try to get into the first grade in your freshman year."
Guo Sheng was obviously a little unsatisfied and whispered: "I have 135 calories. I should be able to enter the first grade this semester, right?"
135 calories is not too far away from 150 calories, and Wudu University in the Magic City is the best martial arts university. Is it possible that you can’t get into the first rank in half a year?
"You'll know then."
Zhou Yun didn't even explain. The little fat boy had never practiced it at first glance, and he probably wasn't very good at Zhuang Gong. He should have learned it, after all, he had a first-class father.
Looking at this guy practicing martial arts and still thinking about snacks, Zhou Yun is not too optimistic about him.
Fang Ping was silent on the side. Only then did Zhou Yun think of Fang Ping. He turned his head to look at Fang Ping and said, "What about you?"
Fang Ping was hesitant, should I tell the truth?
After thinking about it, Fang Ping felt that it was better to keep a low profile and said softly: "180 calories."
"Um?"
Zhou Yun's expression changed, and he couldn't help but stop. After a while, he said: "Second bone tempering?"
"That's right."
"Among the freshmen, I remember that your name was not among those who were tempered for the second time."
"Achieved after testing."
"No wonder!"
Zhou Yun nodded slightly, with a slightly kinder tone, and said: "There are a total of 1,580 new students this time, 52 of whom are warriors.
There are even fewer martial artists who have undergone secondary bone quenching, 9 people.
We all have a list of these people, but you are not among them. Now it seems that there are only 10 people who have been tempered for the second time."
Fang Ping was a little surprised, so many?
Yes, too many!
He remembered Wang Jinyang saying that there were only a few people in Nanjiang Wuhan University who had undergone bone tempering for the second time.
Now in the magical city of Wuhan University, there are just new students, but there are so many of them!
As for the number of warriors, Fang Ping was not too surprised.
There are many martial arts candidates every year. Even in Nanjiang Province, there are only four or five candidates a year.
Across the country, there are definitely more than a hundred people a year.
These people are either applying for Wuhan University in Shanghai or Wuhan University in Kyoto. In fact, 52 people are less, and there may be more in Kyoto.
After all, Nanjiang is not a developed area, and martial arts is not very prosperous. There are four or five of them.
There are more than thirty provinces in the country, and in big cities like Demon City, there are more powerful people. There should be close to 150 new warriors in the country, right?
In the magical city of Wuhan University, there are indeed a few warriors.
The two were chatting, but Guo Sheng looked confused and said: "What is the secondary bone tempering?"
"Also, do you have 180 calories of blood?"
Guo Sheng's question made Zhou Yun frown and said, "Didn't your father say that?"
"No, my dad said that you can break through and become a warrior with 150 calories of energy and blood."
Guo Sheng said, looked at Fang Ping and said, "Aren't you a warrior?"
He also heard what Zhou Yun said just now. It was a second bone tempering, not a warrior, but the opponent's energy and blood reached 180 calories.
Guo Sheng felt that he seemed to be confused.
Zhou Yun shook his head, either the fat man's father didn't know, or he didn't tell his son to avoid hitting him.
Among social warriors, it is normal for some people not to know about secondary bone tempering.
In martial arts training classes, as long as you reach 150 calories of qi and blood, you will be able to break through. Who cares whether you can continue to accumulate qi and blood.
The purpose of the martial arts training class is just to produce martial artists, and the rest has nothing to do with them. If you know it, then it's up to you. If you don't know, the breakthrough will be a breakthrough.
When Fang Ping saw the little fat man asking himself, he smiled and said, "You can continue to nourish Qi and blood with more than 150 calories. When it reaches 150 calories, the human body will perform the first bone quenching, and 180 calories will perform the second bone quenching."
"Is that so?"
Guo Sheng said with a confused look on his face: "Then we all have to reach 180 calories before we can break through? No wonder my senior brother said that I might not be able to become a warrior in my freshman year."
The corners of Zhou Yun's eyes twitched, do you still want to temper your bones a second time?
What he said is normal breakthrough is good!
I'm too lazy to explain to this guy. Sooner or later he will realize how ridiculous today's statement is.
As for Fang Ping, Zhou Yun then led the way, no longer the previous state of ignorance.
I will also explain in detail any buildings I encounter, mainly to Fang Ping.