Because he didn't know the real news, and saw Mo Han's lifelike performance at this time, Ji Yuanlong finally confirmed one thing, that is, Mo Han and Han Wenqiang were eliminated by Zhantian Academy. In order to ensure that he did not guess wrong
, he also deliberately
Mo Han ignored Mo Han and waited for a few minutes. After seeing that no candidates came out, he said: "I have money, why should I work hard like you poor people? I just won't go. I have the ability."
Come and bite me!"
Mo Han sneered: "I won't bite you, but I will be happy to hit you."
Ji Yuanlong only felt Mo Han's voice ringing in his ears, and then he saw a black shadow suddenly flash past, and he felt a burning pain on his face.
"You, you dare to hit me, you are so tired!" Suddenly seeing Mo Han standing in front of him, a look of fear flashed in Ji Yuanlong's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger and frustration, and he completely forgot about it.
learned the previous lessons.
Snap, snap, snap.
This time, Mo Han did not use all his strength or Yuan force. Just like ordinary people, he slapped the Epoch Dragon dozens of times on the left, once on the right, and none of the Epoch Dragons could dodge.
"Master, I don't know if I'm tired of living, but I know that you are definitely tired of living. Why do you have such a short memory? It didn't take long, and you slapped me on the face again, so Master
I can only satisfy your weird request. Remember, my slap is very expensive. One slap costs 100,000 high-grade Yuanshi. There is no room for bargaining. Check out with the previous one. Don’t forget what I gave you.
time."
Mo Han slapped Ji Yuanlong on the face again. This time Ji Yuanlong was not so lucky, or Mo Han was not in the mood to play with him anymore, so he slapped him backwards.
In the direction in which the Epoch Dragon flew backwards, everyone consciously made way for a large open space, allowing the Epoch Dragon to have a very close contact with the ground.
There may be people in Zhantian City who don't know who the dean of Zhantian Academy is, but absolutely everyone knows Ji Yuanlong, so when they saw Ji Yuanlong's face being slapped by Mo Han's big mouths, their faces were swollen, and they didn't even mention it.
How happy they were. But because of this, they didn't dare to show it. They only dared to secretly enjoy it in their hearts and hide away from it.
After Mo Han slapped Ji Yuanlong away, he didn't even look at him again. He supported Han Wenqiang, who was still vomiting, and walked towards the place where they lived.
Looking at Mo Han's leaving figures, everyone in the Zhantian Academy Square looked at them with admiration and saluted them before sending them off.
The assessment of Zhantian Academy was particularly long this time. It lasted for a whole day and night before it ended. In the end, a total of 38,000 people participated in the assessment, but only less than 5,000 people passed this assessment, and these people were Zhantian.
This year’s new students at Tian Academy are also the hope for the future of Zhan Tian Academy.
The admission notices for Mo Han and the three of them were sent by a special messenger from Zhantian College early the next morning. The admission notices for Mo Han and Wen Xuan both had the two characters "Special Recruitment" written on them, and Han Wenqiang
On the admission notice, the four characters "Zhantian Academy" were neatly written.
At the same time, Mo Han and the others also learned from the messenger that the deadline for Zhantian Academy’s report was two days later, so they had better report it today.
Since they could live in the academy, Mo Han and the others were not willing to live there. After cleaning up the room, they left the small courtyard where they had rented for seven or eight days and headed towards Zhantian Academy.
Before they arrived at the square of Zhantian Academy, Mo Han and the other three heard a bustling crowd of shouts.
"The Alchemist Association welcomes all juniors and girls to join!"
"The Weapon Refiner Association welcomes all juniors and girls to join!"
"The Body Refiner Association welcomes all juniors and girls to join!"
"The Monk Association welcomes all juniors and sisters to join!"
If the above four shouts are quite harmonious, then the following shouts are a bit unruly.
"Zhantianbang Junshuang Fan Club, there are so many beauties here, and so many handsome guys. Lily and all the gays are welcome to come!"
"The sun rises in the east, I am the only one who is undefeated, Haoyu is the most handsome, and dominates the world. Fans of Haoyu will welcome you on the battle list!"
…
The three of them came to the front of the square and saw a lively scene. On both sides of the square, there were tables and large posters with all kinds of weird slogans written on them. In the square
Directly in front of the entrance, on both sides of the gate of Zhantian Academy, there are also two rows of tables, but there are more regulations here, with a banner hanging above: "Zhantian Academy Freshman Reporting Office."
The semi-military-managed Zhantian Academy generally does not allow students to leave Zhantian Academy. Even Zhantian City rarely appears. Only some privileged guys can leave the academy freely. Therefore, there are rumors in Zhantian City these days.
There was no news in Zhantian Academy about the much-publicized incident of Ji Yuan Long being beaten.
"Brother, brother, you're here!" Just as Mo Han and the other two were looking at the lively scene in front of them, the little boy Yuanyuan came over from behind, grabbed Mo Han's clothes and shouted happily.
Mo Han pinched Yuanyuan's little face, as if he saw his once persistent self, with a smile on his face: "Yuanyuan, are you here to report too?"
The little boy Yuanyuan had an excited smile on his chubby face: "Brother, brother, I knew you could be admitted to Zhantian Academy. I never had the chance to get close to you before, and my mother asked me to thank my elder brother for helping us.
"This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my mother. My mother asked Yuanyuan to give it to my eldest brother."
With that said, the little boy Yuanyuan handed a food box to Mo Han.
After praising Yuanyuan a few more times, Mo Han led the three of them and walked quickly towards the report. He didn't like the current atmosphere.
In the reporting office, there is a person sitting behind a table every five meters, with a total of six people sitting. Counting from left to right, the six tables are labeled with three categories: "regular students", "special admissions" and "exhibition students".
At this time, there were already long queues in front of each category.
When they came here, the little boy Yuanyuan tugged at the corner of Mo Han's clothes: "Brother, we are going to separate here. I am a regular student and have to report there. You are a special admissions student and need to report to the special admissions office.
.”
After saying that, the little boy Yuanyuan waved and walked towards the regular students.
Mo Han was a little confused and didn't understand why they were both students of Zhantian Academy and reported separately.
Han Wenqiang touched his chubby head and looked embarrassed: "Brother Han, it seems that the fees for the three categories are different. The fees for regular students are cheaper, and the fees for extension students are higher. As for you
I don’t know about the special enrollment either.”
When they arrived at the place where the special enrollment was reported, Mo Han and Wen Xuan discovered that there was no one in the place where the special enrollment was reported. The reason why there seemed to be so many people not far away was because regular students and exhibition students lined up on both sides to take up space.
here.
Finally, with Wenxuan, he squeezed in front of the table where the special enrollment report was held. Mo Han discovered that the person who was hosting the special enrollment report was an old man. The old man was lying on the table and fast asleep, drooling all over the table.
Self-aware.
If anyone who knows the five War Saints of Zhantian Academy is here, they will definitely be surprised, because the old man lying on the table and sleeping soundly is none other than Qiu Hongzhe, the number one War Saint, who was fighting with Zhantian Tower in Zhantian Tower.
The old man Kong Gaohan bet against.
"Brother, this teacher is sleeping, what should we do? Wake him up?" Wenxuan looked at the sleeping old man and then at Mo Han, with a confused look on her face.
After taking a deep look at the old man, Mo Han suddenly showed a wicked smile on his face: "Xuan'er, it's wrong to wake him up. We are here to study, not to do anything else. We must respect our teachers.
We respect the old and love the young, so we will wait here and wait for him to wake up. But we don’t know when he will wake up. We haven’t eaten anything since this morning, so why don’t we get some food here!
"
After spending so long with Mo Han, Wen Xuan reacted immediately when she saw the naughty smile on Mo Han's lips. She secretly glanced at the sleeping old man, said nothing, and nodded softly: "Brother, I'm all here."
I'm starving to death, why don't you roast a hare for me? I remember that Brother Wen Qiang caught several hares last time in the wild. When I think of the golden rabbit meat that is full of oil and full of fragrance, my mouth is watering.
It flowed out."
Mo Han deliberately forgot about Qiu Hongzhe and said with some regret: "Hey, it's a pity that the teacher fell asleep, otherwise we could give him some, but now we have to bake it ourselves and eat it ourselves."
After saying that, Mo Han actually took out two well-preserved rabbits from the storage ring, and then took out the killing blade. He cleaned up the two rabbits in an instant, and set up a pile in front of the table as if there was no one around.
Make a bonfire and roast the rabbit on the fire.
"Damn it, isn't this guy sick? He's barbecuing rabbits here? Isn't he afraid of being taken away by the law enforcement team?"
"No, no, I want to stay away from him!"
"They are special admissions students and they have special privileges. Do you have them?"
"What's wrong with special admissions? I'm still an exhibition student! Let's see who is better."
Mo Han's actions caused the surrounding students who were queuing up to wait for the report to panic. They said everything. But no one dared to come forward to find trouble. Even those exhibition students who came in through various channels,
No one dares to pretend to be 13.
The rabbit that has been grilled by the reincarnation inflammation has an inexplicable fragrance. This means that the rabbit meat is already cooked before it has been roasted for a long time. Mo Han skillfully took out various seasonings from the storage ring and sprinkled them one by one.
On the oily golden rabbit meat, the rich aroma spreads out immediately, making your mouth water.
Even the old man Qiu Hongzhe, who was pretending to be asleep, couldn't help but sniffed, as if he had woken up, and opened his hazy sleepy eyes and said: "Which little guy dares to barbecue here? Why don't you stop it quickly and give the meat to me?"
Hand it over, otherwise don't blame the old man, I'm not polite!"