and Fu Changding, because they made an appointment to do something big together, and the two became very close.
After putting the purchased things back in the dormitory, the two of them went downstairs to the cafeteria together without knocking on the doors of other rooms.
There are many canteens in Modouwu University, there are 3 in the accommodation area alone.
Fang Ping is a novice and has limited knowledge of magic and martial arts.
Although Fu Changding is also a freshman, he knows a lot. On the way to the cafeteria, he explained: "In Mowu, accommodation is free, and meals are free. These things are of little value. Mowu tries its best to ensure that students can eat well and live well."
It’s good.”
"Of course, these are free, that's because the cost is low. In Mowu, free things are not expensive, but free things are horribly expensive.
There is a fee for elixirs, exercises, and weapons. Of course, it doesn’t necessarily have to be money, but credits will do.”
When Fang Ping heard this, he also asked about his previous doubts and said, "Does the tuition cost money?"
"Well……"
Fu Changding obviously didn't expect that Fang Ping still cared about this, he smiled and said: "I will accept it, but I have to wait until the college has selected it.
The fee standards of each college are different, but they are pretty much the same, and it doesn’t cost much.”
"oh."
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the second cafeteria.
The cafeteria of Mowu is also very luxurious, with a similar layout to the restaurant of Mowu Hotel, instead of the simple kind with a table for four and seats.
However, there is no waiter here to let you order food. Instead, it adopts a self-service mode and serves the food yourself.
The food is very good!
A combination of meat and vegetables, the aroma of bone soup can be smelled from a distance, and fruits and milk are available for free.
Fu Changding and Fang Ping explained while preparing the dishes: "These are just ordinary ingredients. They have no effect on replenishing Qi and blood. They can only satisfy the appetite.
Every canteen has a second floor. There is a fee on the second floor. You can order dishes, including some medicinal foods that are very helpful in replenishing qi and blood.
If conditions permit, it would be better for us to eat on the second floor."
Even if a warrior doesn't take action, daily cultivation consumes a lot of energy and blood, and it's impossible to use elixirs to restore it every time.
Most of the time, more food is used to supplement food.
Fang Ping suspected that Fu Changding would have gone to the second floor if he hadn't picked up food as soon as he came in.
This guy, you can tell at a glance that he doesn't come from an ordinary family.
Of course, this is also nonsense.
A warrior who has been tempered twice does not use any school resources, and consumes millions if not tens of millions.
Money is not the key. To be able to become a first-grade warrior, there will usually be a fourth-grade or above warrior in the family, so the new generation of warriors is not easy for any of them.
The two of them packed their meals and chose an inconspicuous place to sit down.
Fu Changding was not in the mood to eat and looked around for a while before sighing: "There is actually another reason why I don't go to Kyoto Wuhan University.
I have long heard that there are many beauties in the South and you can see them everywhere.
But from now on, I haven’t seen a few girls who don’t say anything, and all I have seen are... ugh..."
Fu Changding was a little disappointed. It was not that there were no girls in the cafeteria at the moment, but there were not many. Looking around, the ones that caught the eye were almost invisible.
"It seems we can only wait until the afternoon gathering to see. After all, there are only a few people coming to the cafeteria to eat now."
Fang Ping and Fu Changding met for a while and found that the other party was a bit chatty.
He is almost always talking alone, regardless of whether you respond or not.
When I first saw him, I thought he was a handsome young man. Now it seems that he is from a good family, but reserve obviously does not exist.
Of course, there are also people.
Soon, Fang Ping knew that Fu Changding was not just a chatterbox.
When we returned to the dormitory after dinner, the door of room 85 was open. As a next-door neighbor, Fang Ping passed by and stood in the corridor to say hello.
I briefly chatted with that girly guy and got to know his name, Cui Jiayun.
The other party is not too enthusiastic and is rather bland.
Fang Ping said a few words and then stopped. Fu Changding, who had been extremely enthusiastic to Fang Ping before, briefly introduced his name and remained silent.
Fang Ping is enthusiastic because he didn't see through Fang Ping at first glance.
This Cui Jiayun was seen through at a glance. His energy and blood should have exceeded 150 calories, but it had never reached 180 calories.
It’s hard to say whether it can be achieved without secondary bone quenching.
Such a non-warrior was far away from Fu Changding, and the other party was not too enthusiastic, so Fu Changding naturally wouldn't say much.
…
2:30 p.m.
Fang Ping was cleaning up the room when Fu Changding's voice sounded outside the door: "Fang Ping, gather!"
"Coming!"
Fang Ping responded, tidied up, opened the door and walked out.
At this moment, Fu Changding was not the only one in the corridor. There were 100 students living upstairs. Many people had left their rooms at this time.
We didn't communicate much. At most, we only chatted with two or three people next door like Fu Changding and Fang Ping.
On the first day of school, no one was ready, and it was impossible to make friends.
As soon as Fang Ping came out, he suddenly heard someone on the right laughing loudly: "Fu Changding, what a coincidence, you are here too!"
Fang Ping turned around and saw a tall and muscular boy staring at Fu Changding.
From what I heard, the tone of conversation didn't quite sound like that between friends.
Fu Changding didn't seem surprised. He had known that this person was also at Wuhan University in the capital city. He turned his head and smiled and said, "Tang Songting, instead of going to Wuhan University in Kyoto, why don't you come to Wuhan University in the capital city to find trouble?"
"Haha, it's not you, Fu Changding, who has the final say whether you seek abuse or not!"
Tang Songting snorted lightly and said in a bad tone: "Just come to Wuhan University, the magical capital. I'm afraid you won't come!"
"The tone is quite good!"
Fu Changding sneered and ignored him. He turned his head and said to Fang Ping: "My high school classmate has been suppressed by me for three years. In the college entrance examination, he scored a few points more than me in the cultural class, so he thought he could turn around. Isn't it ridiculous?"
After that, without waiting for Fang Ping's answer, he stepped forward directly: "Let's go. This kind of person will run rampant once he succeeds. There is no need to pay attention to him."
This was said in a loud voice, and it was obvious that Fu Changding did not intend to keep it private.
Tang Songting, who was not far away, also heard it, and his expression suddenly changed.
He and Fu Changding went to the same high school, which is also one of the most famous high schools in Kyoto.
Fu Changding's statement that he had been suppressed for three years was not a lie.
Kyoto's high school is different from Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School. The competition there is more stressful and there are various pill rewards.
There are also professional martial arts classes with monthly assessments. If you do well in the assessment, you will be rewarded generously.
Tang Songting and Fu Changding were the leaders among them. In order to compete for the elixir, the two fell out frequently. They really fell out. Even for their family background, the rewards from the school were worth a try.
Whether Fu Changding can become a first-level warrior at this age, or a warrior who has been tempered twice, has something to do with the rewards from high school.
Tang Songting was slightly weaker than Fu Changding, but he did better than Fu Changding in the college entrance examination in cultural and professional subjects.
The room he is currently assigned is No. 8, which is much further forward than Fu Changding.
Despite this, Tang Songting didn't think he could really defeat Fu Changding.
However, when he saw Fu Changding passing by without looking at him, Tang Songting snorted coldly: "Let's just wait and see!"
"Wait for you!"
Fu Changding didn't care about him at all. When he took the college entrance examination, he had just broken through to become a warrior and had not yet tempered his bones.
During a holiday, he finished tempering his right leg bone, and his left leg bone was also almost ready.
As for Tang Songting, in order to become a warrior, he hurriedly broke through before tempering his bones for the second time. Even if he also finished tempering one limb, Fu Changding would not take it too seriously.
In fact, the 52 warriors in this Mowu are truly warriors who have been tempered twice. There are no more than 10 people. This is absolute.
Even less!
After the second bone tempering, the tempering of one limb was very small. Fu Changding was not afraid of anyone.
The heated conversation between these two people was heard by everyone else, but no one expressed their opinions. They were just watching the excitement, and by the way, they paid attention to Fu Changding and Tang Songting.
These two people, one from Room 8 and the other from Room 15, are both warriors.
In the first room No. 50, the difference is actually not big. Everyone is a warrior, and the exam did not test actual combat.
The real division of rooms depends on the grades in cultural classes and other aspects, which doesn't mean anything.
They are also martial artists, and if they do well in the culture class, they will be ranked higher. The students in Room 1 may not be better than the students in Room 50 in actual combat.
As for after the 50th, there are also warriors and secondary bone-tempering students, but these people either have broken through to warriors soon, or they have not broken through to secondary bone-tempering. Although their status is similar to that of warriors, in real battles, they are still weaker than warriors.
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Among a group of geniuses, everyone naturally pays attention to those who are more talented. Fang Ping lives in Room 86, located at the back, and not many people pay attention to him.
Fang Ping was also happy to do so. There was no use in being high-profile at this time. There was no benefit except using words to waste time.
What they really want to show off is in front of their tutors and school leaders. These talents have control of the school's resource allocation and can benefit from them.
Obviously there are not many fools among Mowu students, and the same is true for Tang Songting.
The provocation before was just a habit. He and Fu Changding had been hostile for several years, and when they saw each other, they couldn't hold it back.
As soon as Fu Changding left, Tang Songting stopped talking and walked downstairs in a muffled voice.
Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the others walked towards the No. 1 playground where they were gathering.
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Playground No. 1.
The playground of Mowu is very large and there are also auditoriums.
Before Fang Ping and the other freshmen arrived, there were already many people sitting in the auditorium, including teachers and students.
As freshmen arrived in twos and threes, someone in the audience laughed in a low voice: "Last year we were treated like monkeys, but this year we finally enjoyed the feeling of watching a monkey show. It was quite a good experience."
"Shut up, keep an eye on the new students later and see if they can be introduced into the club."
The person who spoke earlier pursed his lips, pointed to a few people not far away and said: "The people from the martial arts club are also here. The good ones can't get our turn. They pick the rest before it's our turn."
As soon as the martial arts club was mentioned, everyone became quiet, and their eyes couldn't help but turn to the few people not far away.
Not far away.
Qin Fengqing was a little impatient, crossed her arms, frowned and said: "I am tempering my trunk bones, why don't you just come and recruit new people? Why do you want me to do it?"
Is the president afraid that the tempering of my torso bones will be completed, challenging his position, and deliberately interrupting my tempering?"
The girl sitting next to him was a pretty good-looking girl. Hearing this, she chuckled and said, "Go and talk to the president about this. You are asked to come because you are the only one among the vice-presidents who are in the school, and the other third-level club members are
Most of them are not in school either.
You have just finished your mission, so you should rest for a few days. Don't be bored practicing all day long. This is not good."
"Bullshit!"
Qin Fengqing cursed and said in a somewhat irritable tone: "I think the president is just jealous of me!"
"That's right, but the president has reached the fourth level. Are you sure the president is afraid of you?"
"Fourth grade..."
Qin Fengqing curled her lips and muttered: "Is the fourth grade amazing? I will soon be able to enter the fourth grade!"
"cut!"
Qin Fengqing didn't care about her, and still said in an impatient tone: "Do you know about Wang Jinyang?"
When Wang Jinyang was mentioned, everyone in the martial arts club became quiet.
The girl who spoke earlier gritted her teeth and said angrily: "I know, that bastard is very arrogant now!
It's best not to let me meet him..."
Qin Fengqing said irritably: "Don't brag about this. Don't think that he won't beat you because you are a woman. When you were beaten, your nose was bruised and your face was swollen. It seemed like you were not you."
Ma De, I am still preparing to complete the torso bone tempering and go to find trouble with him. Now that guy is sweeping across the third level in the north. The president is still looking for me to do something at this time. If I have the strength, I will beat the guy named Wang first and then kill the president.
!”
"Cough cough cough..."
Several people around him coughed hurriedly and reminded Lao Qin not to talk nonsense.
Wang Jinyang is a public enemy, but he says it's okay. The president is at the middle level and is the first brother of the martial arts club.
When the president found out, he had to let Qin Fengqing know why the flowers were so red in the name of discussion.
The girl whose hair was exposed also glared at him and said angrily: "I will definitely tell the president about this!"
"Go on, go on, you know how to hold your thighs. If you hadn't had an affair with the president, I would have beaten you to the point of being bruised and swollen..."
"Qin Fengqing!"
The girl was anxious and said in embarrassment: "Who is having an affair with the president?"
Qin Fengqing curled her lips and said: "You really think I'm blind, tsk tsk, the two people were flirting with each other, I could see it right away.
I don’t know what your eyes are like. Can you also like the president’s long, crooked melons and cracked jujubes?
Isn't it the fourth level? Even the fourth level can't deny the fact that he is ugly. When looking for a man, you don't look for good-looking men, you have to look for ugly ones..."
"Shut up!"
The person who said this was not a girl, nor anyone else, nor the president they mentioned.
But there was a female instructor next to him.
Seeing that Qin Fengqing was talking more and more nonsense, the instructor scolded him and snorted: "Qin Fengqing, just watch quietly when you come here. If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will throw you out!"
Qin Fengqing had a sarcastic look on her face and said with a dry smile: "No more, no more, I didn't see Teacher Min like this. If I had known you were here, could I have said this?
Who doesn’t know that Teacher Min has a very special impression of our president..."
Min Yue stared at him with dangerous eyes and said calmly: "Keep talking!"
"Ahem, I have nothing to say."
Qin Fengqing felt the dangerous aura, hurriedly sat upright, and said seriously: "The new students have entered the venue!"
Seeing that he changed the topic, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It doesn't matter if Lao Qin himself is crazy enough to commit suicide. If he continues talking, they might also be buried with him.
At this moment, just as Qin Fengqing said, a large number of new students began to enter the venue.