Several students in the corridor on this floor heard the sound and looked here with confused expressions.
The closest one is naturally Classroom 201, which is just across the door.
Wang Daming's voice awakened many students from their spiritual state.
For example, Xie Qingke, who was meditating silently, opened his eyes immediately.
He tilted his head slightly and looked out the door doubtfully.
what happened?
Breaking through level 2?
Has anyone else broken through level 2?
This thought emerged in her mind uncontrollably.
Who is it? Which class is it from?
She didn't see Cheng Lin go out.
Even if someone sees it, they won't think of Cheng Lin.
Xie Qingke's eyes were slightly confused, his practice rhythm was disrupted, and the sense of urgency in his heart became stronger.
Other students were even more excited.
After Fu Zhongting, has anyone made a breakthrough?
This happened faster than they expected.
Fu Zhongting's potential value is 113 points, and there is no one who can follow him closely.
Could it be those students with the same potential value exceeding 100 points?
That's for sure!
Someone started to whisper in the classroom.
Some even took out their mobile phones to inquire about information in various group chats.
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Outside the classroom.
Cheng Lin, who faced Wang Daming's question, was a little empty for a while.
He didn't expect Wang Daming's voice to be so loud, and since he had relatively strong hearing, he felt his ears buzzing in a hurry.
I don’t know what kind of power he awakened, golden voice?
At this time, Wang Daming also realized that he had lost his composure, so he hurriedly stopped his voice and looked around.
Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians in the corridor. Seeing his gaze, those probing eyes also moved away.
"Have you broken through level 2?"
He asked again in a low voice, with a serious face.
Cheng Lin resisted the urge to pick his ears and nodded.
"I don't like to joke with others."
Wang Daming looked at him, his dark complexion was getting darker, and he was a little unhappy. Obviously, he didn't believe Cheng Lin's words.
What a joke.
No one would question Fu Zhongting's ability to break through in such a short time. After all, his potential is there.
But Cheng Lin...
The potential score is 59 points, the class number is 91, and now he claims that he has successfully broken through.
Wang Daming was the first to not believe it.
"I don't like it either." Cheng Lin was very calm in the face of his suspicious scrutiny and replied with the same affirmative tone.
"Follow me."
Wang Daming said no more and took the lead to walk downstairs.
Cheng Lin stepped up to follow.
Not long after, the two came to a detector.
Seeing that Wang Daming remained silent, Cheng Lin raised his right hand and placed it on the detection panel.
After a few seconds, the number 0.2 was displayed on the dark green screen.
Wang Daming, who originally had a stern face, clearly had a look of astonishment on his face.
0.2
Is it really 0.2?!
It was hard for him to accept it for a moment. He noticed the eyes from Cheng Lin next to him. With a straight face, he tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart. After thinking for a while, he said, "Change another one."
"I knew it would be like this..."
Cheng Lin complained in his mind, but instead of complaining, he followed Wang Daming to another instrument for testing.
After a few seconds, the same results appear on the screen.
Wang Daming was silent.
My eyes were fixed on the number 0.2, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
Cheng Lin looked at his face curiously, and saw that the muscle lines on Wang Daming's face had become denser, and there seemed to be confusion and confusion in his eyes.
A few seconds later, under Cheng Lin's stunned gaze, Wang Daming suddenly stretched out his right hand and patted the lid of the testing instrument hard.
"Bang bang bang!"
Cheng Lin: "..."
So you really suspect that the instrument is broken, right?!
After confirming the authenticity of this number, Wang Daming turned his head and looked at himself, a student he had not paid much attention to before, with an extremely complex look.
The emotion in the dark-faced middle-aged man's heart was not shown on his face. He was silent for a few seconds, then moved his lips and praised in a dry voice: "Very good."
Then he added: "You go back first, I will give you the teaching materials and rewards later."
Cheng Lin didn't move.
"Is there anything else?" Wang Daming asked, holding back his emotions.
Cheng Lin hesitated for a moment, then said seriously: "I think so, can you give me the things in private, and then it's best to wait until the evening self-study is over before announcing the news? Well, it's best to keep it as low-key as possible when announcing it.
"
"Why?" Wang Daming asked puzzled.
Cheng Lin smiled and said nothing.
He is still not used to being looked at by others, so he avoids it if possible.
Wang Daming looked at him deeply, nodded and said, "If you insist on this, of course you can."
"Thank you, teacher."
After the discussion, Cheng Lin was in a happy mood and returned to the classroom with brisk steps.
The classmates did not pay any extra attention to him.
There was no connection between Wang Daming's exclamation and Cheng Lin.
After waiting for the next two hours, there was no wave in the classroom.
After Wang Daming returned, he also entered a state of practice again.
Several students wanted to ask, but in the end they did not open their mouths.
They have asked in various group chats and have not heard of anyone from other classes breaking through.
Then who is the exclamation of your homeroom teacher referring to?
Or maybe I heard it wrong?
Maybe I heard it wrong.
Thinking of this, the students in class three could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, smile on their faces, and re-enter the state of practice.
Time passes minute by minute.
After Cheng Lin completed another 300 rounds of spiritual energy tidal flushing, he opened his eyes.
I took out my phone and looked at it. There were still two minutes until the end of evening self-study.
But no one packed things in the classroom.
What a group of diligent and hard-working students.
Cheng Lin couldn't help but sigh.
Looking forward, I saw Wang Daming standing up after finishing his practice.
Then he woke everyone up with a clear cough.
"Ahem, there's still one minute left for evening self-study. Let me tell you something."
Under the influence of his voice, the students all opened their eyes, stopped practicing, and looked forward with curiosity.
Next, I saw Wang Daming adjust his expression, trying to say in a nonchalant, casual tone, as if he was stating a trivial matter: "Classmate Cheng Lin in our class has just broken through to Grade 1 and Grade 2.
He will receive a potion provided by the college as a reward,
I hope everyone can learn from him, well, that’s it,
Cheng Lin, come with me to the office to collect your rewards and textbooks.
Everyone else, get out of class."
After saying that, the melodious piano music that ended the evening self-study played, and Cheng Lin ran out with Wang Daming before anyone else could react.
There was silence in the classroom.
Everyone.
Including Luo Ziyu, Xiao Ningyu and other students with top student numbers.
They still had a confused look on their faces.
Xie Qingke's fair face was even more vividly filled with astonishment.
My mind goes blank.
This silence lasted for dozens of seconds.
It was only broken by an exclamation from a boy with a loud voice:
"Fuck!"
Classroom 201 is boiling.
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At the end of the evening self-study, many students began to come downstairs in the second teaching building.
Many people heard the unusual sound that boomed in Classroom 201, but they didn't know what exactly happened.
But the Internet quickly gave them the answer.
Except for the general group of grades, they were unable to speak and remained silent.
Class groups of other 23 classes.
As well as hundreds of groups, large and small, formed by the students themselves, the news appeared almost simultaneously in the next five minutes.
This scene happened once a few hours ago.
At that time, the students were shocked by the news that Fu Zhongting was promoted to 2nd Dan.
But that's all. For most students with average talents, they are not arrogant enough to think that they can be the first.
Their surprise stems more from the speed at which highly gifted students practice.
With the news of Fu Zhongting.
As the second student to reach the second level, Cheng Lin would not have received too much attention.
But his situation is very special.
One is the name...
The other is the student number...
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Within a certain class group.
A statement with many exclamation marks suddenly appeared.
"I just received the news that someone else has reached level 2! Just now!!!"
Someone was confused and typed to ask:
"The second one came out? Which class, let me guess, is it No. 1 from Class 5, or No. 1 from Class 22? Or is it the one from Class 15? I know that several of their potential values have exceeded 100, but they are far away from each other.
Zhongting still leaves a lot to be desired.”
"No! He's a student from Class 3!"
"Class 3? If I remember correctly, the number one in Class 3 is a girl named Xie. Her potential value should be less than 100. Is she so fierce?"
"It's not her! It's Cheng Lin! Cheng Lin from Class 3!"
"Cheng Lin?... I have heard of it. This name can't help but make people pay attention. What is his number? What is his potential worth? Does anyone know?"
Amid the curious inquiries, a certain diving student silently sent a message:
"His student number is 91. His potential is unclear, but it should be around 60 points."
"...?!"
The group chat went silent for a moment.
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On the road leading to the dormitory area, several students from Class 1 were walking behind a certain figure.
But they invariably kept a sufficient distance from the figure at the front.
The eyes they looked at the person in front contained a kind of envy, admiration, jealousy, emotion, pride and many other similar emotions.
As Class 1 students, their mentality tonight is the most complicated.
Before entering the academy, many of them lacked an intuitive sense of potential, but today, Fu Zhongting used facts to make them deeply aware of the gap between different talents.
Because we are closer, we feel deeper.
Suddenly, a person's cell phone vibrated. He glanced at it, then hurriedly stopped a few people around him, and said with an incredible expression:
"Look, someone just reached level 2 again!"
Several people around him were stunned and asked hurriedly: "Who is it?"
Someone else named several names and guessed it was one of them.
"None of them! It's...Cheng Lin, the one with No. 91 in Class 3!"
"No. 91? How is that possible?"
Almost simultaneously, the students showed expressions of astonishment.
At the same time, Fu Zhongting, who happened to walk into the shadow of a sycamore tree, paused and subconsciously turned his head to look back. Two thin eyebrows slowly raised on his face that could not be seen clearly.
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The entrance to the cafeteria.
One minute before the end of the evening self-study, Sun Xiao slipped out while taking the opportunity to use the toilet, holding a large bag of pancakes and fruit, and was hurriedly trying to walk to the dormitory.
Suddenly I noticed that several group chat messages kept popping up on my phone.
He held a sausage in his mouth and opened the phone with one hand.
I saw the messages in the group chat clearly.
In the next second, most of the sausage that had been eaten fell to the ground and rolled twice.
Sun Xiao was stunned for a few seconds. After the shock in his heart subsided, he accepted this fact in just a few breaths.
He originally felt that Cheng Lin's potential was far beyond that number.
Sun Xiao's face was filled with excitement and he murmured to himself: