Chapter 91 Admission to Wuhan University

In the blink of an eye, September 1st.

The magic capital is Wuda.

At the school gate, there are a large number of parents staying at the moment.

Although there are not many new students recruited by Mowu, there are more than a thousand people. At this moment, there are thousands of parents alone.

But at this time, the parents were blocking the door, complaining.

"What's going on here, parents are not allowed to enter the school?"

"That's right, I still want to see the school environment and the dormitory environment, but they are not allowed to enter..."

"My niece carries three suitcases by herself, and I just saw that the guide didn't even bother to carry them..."

"..."

The parents also refused to leave, complaining and complaining, waiting and waiting, and some talked to their children through the fence of the gate.

Fang Ping had just arrived at the moment, and when he heard their complaints, he realized that parents were not allowed to accompany the registration today.

After Fang Ping heard this, he didn't care, and walked towards the small gate on the side of the school gate on his own.

The gate of Wuhan University is rarely opened at ordinary times, and there is a side door that opens.

Fang Ping walked over, looking a little conspicuous.

At the side door, there is a long workbench at the moment. Behind the workbench are students, who are also the recruiters this time.

Seeing Fang Ping approaching, the men and women behind the workbench were not sure about Fang Ping's identity for a while.

Because the luggage was still in the hotel, Fang Ping came almost empty-handed.

Of course, if you ignore the admission letter that was rolled up in his hand.

It was precisely because of the appearance of the admission notice that everyone was not sure about his identity.

However, whether it is a new student or a senior student, as soon as Fang Ping walked over, someone immediately asked, "A new student?"

"Um."

"It really is!"

The boy who just asked was a little surprised.

There was a smile on his expressionless face before.

"Are you alone?"

"yes."

Fang Ping responded, looked sideways at the parents, and said softly, "Aren't the parents allowed in?"

The man sneered and said with a sneer: "Normally, you won't be allowed to enter, but not now!

Do you really think that coming to Wuhan University in Shanghai is to enjoy the blessings and be a master?

Now that 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 beside him interjected: "Student, you can do it, you don't have anything with you, so you can save yourself a lot of trouble.

Now that I have entered Wuhan University, I must first learn to be independent.

He is such an adult, he still needs to be accompanied by his parents, let them carry their luggage, and feed the dog with all their energy and blood! "

The person who interjected spoke sharply, mentioning those freshmen who asked their parents to carry their luggage, with a look of disdain.

The freshmen of Wuhan University in Shanghai have a minimum of 130 calories and blood, and the actual test is also good, which shows that there is no lack of exercise.

In this case, regardless of men and women, even if it is a hand-carried suitcase, it is not a big problem to carry two or three suitcases.

"Okay, Zhou Yun, don't talk about others, it's the same when we first came here."

The man who spoke before interrupted Zhou Yun, turned to look at Fang Ping and said, "Bring me the admission notice."

Fang Ping didn't care what Zhou Yun said before, but he didn't talk about himself anyway.

After handing over the admission notice, the man glanced at it, then turned his head and said, "Who will take this Junior Fang Ping to go through the formalities?"

The dozen or so people behind the workbench were lazily silent.

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 too boring!

It doesn't matter if it's not a junior girl, but it's okay to change to a junior who is carrying a few big suitcases, and I can see the excitement.

This guy looks like an old fritter, there is no excitement to watch, anyway, I won't go! "

"That's right, I won't go if it's either the old fried dough stick or someone has pointed it out."

"Old Wei, why don't you go by yourself!"

"..."

Some of the students made a fuss and asked the man who received Fang Ping to deliver it himself.

Fang Ping could also hear it, because he didn't have a few suitcases with him, and he wasn't a girl. These guys didn't have a lot of fun to watch, and they didn't have any women to watch, so they weren't willing to send him off.

Zhou Yun, who said he would not send Fang Ping away, suddenly had his eyes lit up and said loudly, "Parents, stop!"

"Student, come here, I'll see you off!"

Zhou Yun's tone was not too gentle, and the little fat man who had just arrived was a little overwhelmed with fright.

Among the warriors, not many are fat, and most of them are civil servants.

For martial arts students, fat people are even rarer, because they exercise regularly, and their bodies will not be too bloated.

But the classmate who just arrived is indeed quite fat, and I don't know if he is the kind who grows flesh even after drinking water.

The little fat man was still at a loss, and the other people who had just shunned Fang Ping also said one after another: "Student, come to me, I will see you off!"

"Don't grab me! I'll come!"

"Student, let my sister see you off, a group of boys are too careless."

"..."

Seeing this group of men and women scrambling to give this little fat man away, Fang Ping's face darkened a bit, sir, am I so hostile?

But he saw that the little fat man dragged three or four suitcases, large and small.

This was not enough, the one who was following him could be seen as his father, because the other party was a fat man with 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, thank you brothers and sisters soon!"

The little fat man obviously didn't have much opinion. Hearing what his father said, he immediately thanked him: "Thank you, brother and sister."

"You're welcome, 'excess', right? No wonder..."

Zhou Yun was the same as before, still sharp. He obviously felt that this name was suitable for the little fat man, and he was overnourished at first glance.

In the crowd, the old Wei who had spoken before gave him an angry look, and then checked Guo Sheng's admission letter.

Then he said: "Zhou Yun, send him off, and send off Junior Fang Ping by the way."

The word "By the way" made Fang Ping want to vomit blood.

How unpopular I am, even sending someone off, is it just a matter of passing?

The co-author still has the honor 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, the two juniors come with 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 the luggage his father brought could not be taken away at all.

The fat man didn't care at first, seeing that his son couldn't mention it, he greeted Zhou Yun with a smile: "This classmate, can I trouble you to help Guo Sheng take it?

I will treat you to dinner later..."

Zhou Yun said indifferently: "Uncle, there is no need. The school stipulates that all new students are on their own. We are only responsible for guiding and not allowing help."

"Anyway, there is no teacher here, classmate, please help me..."

The big fat man seemed a little disapproving, and continued to say good things with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yun frowned, and his body burst out with energy and blood.

The big fat man on the opposite side is actually a martial artist, but he is only in the first rank, and he seems to be the kind of drug addict. It is hard to say whether he has tempered the bones of his limbs.

Although Zhou Yun's strength is not too strong, he still has a peak rank.

Under the burst of energy and blood, the big fat man's face suddenly changed, and only then did he realize that this was not the person he usually talked about business with.

The students here are all the pride of heaven and the social elite.

Zhou Yun exploded with anger and blood, and then slowly said: "If you really can't take it, you can take it back."

The big fat man didn't dare to say anything at this time, only the ignorant are fearless.

Knowing that the other party is a martial artist, with much higher qi and blood than himself, what's the point of talking nonsense, he quickly picked out a few suitcases from his son.

While taking it, he said: "I don't bring snacks for now, if you want to eat, you can buy it later..."

Just saying no snacks, Fang Ping saw him take several packages from Guo Sheng, including a huge suitcase.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched a little!

This is a snack?

As a warrior reserve, martial arts students seldom eat snacks, because there is no nutrition, which is not good for the cultivation of qi and blood.

When I saw the other party's large and small bags just now, I thought it was something, but I didn't expect that most of them were snacks. Even Zhou Yun was a little surprised and speechless.

After waiting for a while, there were two suitcases left beside the little fat man.

Seeing that there were so few suitcases, and they were all on wheels, Zhou Yun's previous interest in watching the excitement faded a lot.

When Guo Sheng finished, Zhou Yun turned his head and left, saying as he walked, "You all come with me!"

...

Fang Ping and Guo Sheng followed together.

Guo Sheng glanced at Fang Ping, saw that he was empty-handed, and couldn't help asking, "Are you a freshman too?"

"Um."

"You didn't bring anything?"

"It's in the school hotel."

"That's it, I knew I was going to be put in the hotel. I don't know if I can bring my snacks in after I finish the registration."

Guo Sheng was obviously still a little bit reluctant, and Zhou Yun in front didn't turn his head back and said: "There is no limit to this, you have to bring it, come back and get it yourself!"

Just now, the little fat man couldn't hold it by himself, or else he could bring whatever he wanted.

"That's good, that's good, thank you brother." Guo Sheng thanked quickly.

Zhou Yun ignored it, and walked a certain 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 Wuhan University in Shanghai, the school's major events, are all recorded here. .

The school history museum has a total of 9 floors. Freshmen go to the first three floors, the first six floors below the third grade, and the nine floors above the third grade and above. "

Guo Sheng asked in surprise: "There are restrictions?"

He obviously didn't expect that there is a limit to his ability to enter the school history museum.

Zhou Yun curled his lips, and said lightly: "You have to get used to this kind of restriction, many places in Wuhan University have strength restrictions.

You can almost go to the third rank and above, and there are some places below the third rank that you cannot go to.

Non-warriors... there are too many places they cannot go. "

As he spoke, Zhou Yun asked, "How much blood do you have?"

"135 calories."

"So-so, strive to enter the first grade in the freshman year."

Guo Sheng was obviously a little dissatisfied, and said in a low voice: "I have 135 cards, so I should be able to enter the first grade this semester, right?"

135 calories is not too far away from 150 calories, and Wuhan University in Shanghai is the best martial arts university. Could it be that you can't get into the first rank in half a year?

"You'll know when the time comes."

Zhou Yun didn't explain either, the little fat man had never practiced the "Tempering Method" at first glance, and the Zhuang Gong might not be very good, he should have learned it, after all, he has a first-rank father.

Looking at this guy who is still thinking about snacks while practicing martial arts, Zhou Yun is not too optimistic about him.

Fang Ping on the side didn't speak, Zhou Yun remembered Fang Ping at this time, looked sideways at Fang Ping and said, "What about you?"

Fang Ping hesitated, should I tell the truth?

After thinking about it, Fang Ping thought it was better to keep a low profile, and said softly, "180 calories."

"Um?"

Zhou Yun's complexion changed, and he stopped involuntarily. He said after a long while, "Second bone tempering?"

"That's right."

"Among the freshmen, I remember the one who was tempered twice, without your name."

"Arrived after inspection."

"No wonder!"

Zhou Yun nodded slightly, with a slightly more friendly tone, and said: "This time there are a total of 1580 new students, of which 52 are warriors.

The number of second-time bone-hardening contestants is much less, 9 people.

We all have a list of these people, but you are not among them. Now it seems that there are 10 people who have been tempered twice. "

Fang Ping was a little surprised, so many?

Yes, too many!

He remembered that Wang Jinyang said that there were not many people in Nanjiang Wuda who had their bones tempered for the second time.

Now the magic capital of Wuda is just new students, but there are so many of them!

As for the number of fighters, Fang Ping was not too surprised.

Every year, there are many candidates for martial arts, even in Nanjiang Province, there are four or five candidates a year.

In the whole country, there must be 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 still less, and there may be more in Kyoto.

After all, Nanjiang is not a developed area, and martial arts is not too prosperous, there are four or five of them.

There are more than 30 provinces in the country, and there are more powerful people in a metropolis like Shanghai. There should be close to 150 new warriors in the country, right?

In the magical capital of Wuda, there are indeed fewer warriors.

The two were chatting, but Guo Sheng said with a blank face: "What is the second bone tempering?"

"Also, do you have 180 calories?"

Zhou Yun frowned at Guo Sheng's question, "Didn't your father say that?"

"No, my dad said that 150 calories of blood can break through and become a warrior."

Guo Sheng said, looked at Fang Ping and said, "Aren't you a warrior?"

He also heard Zhou Yun's words just now, it was the second bone tempering, not a warrior, but the opponent's blood had 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 so as not to hit him.

Social warriors, some people don't know that it's normal to temper the bones twice.

Martial arts training class, as long as you reach 150 calories of energy and blood, you will be able to break through, who cares whether you can continue to accumulate energy and blood.

The purpose of the martial arts training class is to produce warriors, and the rest has nothing to do with them. If you know it, it's up to you. If you don't know, you can break through.

Seeing the little fat man asking himself, Fang Ping smiled and said, "Over 150 calories can continue to accumulate qi and blood. When it reaches 150 calories, the human body will undergo the first bone quenching, and 180 calories will undergo the second bone quenching."

"Is that so?"

Guo Sheng said with a blank face: "Then we have to reach 180 cards to break through? No wonder the senior brother said that I may 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?

He was talking about a normal breakthrough, okay?

I'm too lazy to explain to this guy, sooner or later he will know how ridiculous today's statement is.

As for Fang Ping, Zhou Yun led the way next, no longer in the previous state of ignorance.

When encountering any buildings, they will explain them in detail, mainly for Fang Ping.

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