Crossing the Future Maker

Feng Yan didn't know what Feng Jingxuan was thinking at all. He was happily stepping on the aircraft. Forty minutes later, the Imperial Capital Academy arrived. The parking lot was densely packed with aircraft.

When I came to the gate of the college, the crowd was piling on their shoulders. At the registration office, except for the old students, the new students lined up in two long queues. The teachers formed a group of six people in order and tested them one by one physical fitness.

"Xiao Yanzi, Xiao Yanzi, I'm here." Qin Nan shouted loudly.

Feng Yan looked up, Qin Nan was in the middle of the line.

The housekeeper frowned slightly. Unlike at home, Feng Cheng's attitude at this time is not difficult to see a kind of arrogance. This is the arrogance of all family housekeepers in the face of the outside world. .

Feng Yan walked over slowly, Qi Rui was pretending to be a guardian, standing firmly beside Qin Nan, protecting him from being bumped by others.

"Xiao Yanzi, come here quickly, I will arrange the number for you." Qin Nan said cheerfully, looking around with wide eyes, the excitement at the entrance of the college made him feel very excited, kind and proud Yan felt that he was one of them.

The housekeeper said indifferently: "Young master, you are a nobleman, you don't need to squeeze in line here, you are the son of the Feng family and have privileges."

Qin Nan looked embarrassed, and simply closed his mouth.

Qi Rui's face was as cold as ice, and something seemed to be burning in his heart. That urgent and strong mentality was stronger than ever before. He didn't like his Anan being despised.

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows: "Lead the way."

Several people were speechless.

Qin Nan clenched his fists, his good mood was swept away, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must become stronger. Xiao Yanzi must have suffered a lot of grievances in the Feng family. Guess one or two. .

Qi Rui was silent, thinking secretly, whether to recruit some old friends back, he must have someone to help him in the imperial capital, but this matter has to be discussed with Feng Yan first After discussion, his foundation is not stable at present, and he has not yet met the conditions for bringing people to immigrate.

The butler led them directly into the registration room from a gate on the left. There were more than 20 teenagers waiting inside, and their butler seemed to be standing next to them, and some people were followed by their parents.

A teenager looked at them; "Hey! Which family are you from, why haven't I seen it before?"

The housekeeper smiled slightly and took a half step forward: "I am the housekeeper of the third master of the Feng family. This is our young master. Please take care of me in the future."

"Feng family? When will Third Master Feng have another son? Why don't I know?"

"Young master is the eldest son of the master, and he did not grow up in the imperial capital."

"Oh——" The teenager lacked interest, and suddenly lost interest, looked sideways at Feng Yan, and asked casually, "Which planet were you on before, was it fun?"

"Hey, what should I ask you?" The boy was irritated by his attitude.

"Yes, young master." The housekeeper replied respectfully, and then looked at the young man apologetically: "Young master has just returned from other places and has a bad temper, please forgive me."

"Forget it, I don't care about him." The young man snorted and said coldly, not knowing whether he was worried about the power of the Feng family, or he wanted to give the housekeeper a face.

After Feng Cheng apologized, he entered the inner room with the admissions letter.

These days he made a big fuss, and the housekeeper was probably very angry. He clearly couldn't do anything to him, but secretly stumbled.

Imperial College, in addition to school, is also a good place to expand communication.

Just like the young man's attitude towards him, he was just curious at first. Knowing that he did not grow up in the imperial capital, his demeanor became disapproving, and his tone of questioning also revealed a faint contempt.

"Carlos Ann Abbott." The teacher's voice came.

The boy looked happy: "It's my turn."

Entering the testing room, within a while, there are two rows of lights, one red and one green, and seventeen red lights are on.

"A-level fitness, moderate."

After a while, twelve green lights came on.

"C-level mental power, high."

The boy came out proudly and greeted the congratulations of others. A-level physical fitness is already a very good talent.

Feng Yan instantly understood that the two rows of lights outside, the red light represents physical strength, the green light represents spiritual power, and every three lights is divided into a level, I don't know how much my spiritual power is, Feng Yan I vaguely think it will be very high.

A person with physical disability can at least make the Feng family look better. Their face is good, and his life can be more comfortable. Since he is currently inseparable from the Feng family, it is not necessary to show some of his own value. Of course, this degree cannot be It's too much, it's best to see if it can be used like this, so as not to be tied by the Feng family.

Feng Yan made up his mind and began to wait with peace of mind. The housekeeper quickly walked out of the house and stood respectfully beside him.

Feng Yan had to admit that no matter what Feng Cheng was thinking, he really did a very good job of saving face.

"Zhou Zihan."

"B-level fitness, higher."

"B-level mental power, medium."

"Next, Senro Barnard."

"Next..."

"..."

Following the teacher's name calling, Feng Yan found that among the group of noble young masters, there is no one whose body is lower than C-level, and the worst is C-level medium, that is a young man who came alone , You can see from his cold look that he is a person with a story.

Feng Yan didn't pay much attention to him, and soon the teacher called his name.

"Feng Yan."

"Master, it's your turn."

Feng Yan walked into the room, the teacher pointed to a heavy instrument about two people tall: "Stand inside."

In the blink of an eye, the pressure disappeared without a trace. If it wasn't for his rapid heartbeat and a feeling of lingering fears, he would have thought that it was just an illusion.

"D-level fitness, low."

The teacher read the result expressionlessly, and there seemed to be a loud noise outside.

"Who is this, what a waste."

“How did he get into God City College?”

"I heard that it is the young master of the Feng family, didn't the housekeeper say it just now?"

“It’s not a matter of physical fitness for the entrance exam to God Capital College, maybe he’s a cultural subject.”

"No wonder he didn't grow up in the imperial capital, the Feng family must think he is useless."

The voices outside were full of tongues, Qin Nan was so anxious that his eyes were red, and a deep inferiority sneaked into his heart. Among these young masters, the worst physical fitness is C grade. What to help Xiao Yanzi.

Qi Rui knew some inside stories and comforted: "Don't be afraid, they have injected genetic fluid, you are not as normal, you have to believe that you will be very good in the future."

"Gene fluid?" Qin Nan turned his head.

Qi Rui kept silent and touched his head: "Let's go back and talk about it."

Qin Nan glanced around and understood that now was not the time to speak. He knew that the gene fluid was very expensive and could not be bought with money. Now the group of people here are all nobles young master...

Qin Nan faintly had a clear understanding, no wonder there are many geniuses in noble families, and there are few wastes in big families. It turned out to be a grade accumulated with drugs.

Mental power is detected by lying on an instrument with a transparent cover over the head.

The teacher showed a surprised look, the green dots became more and more, the running speed became faster and faster, and then the light of the transparent cover went out.

"Okay, your mental strength is very good, do you feel dizzy?"

Feng Yan hesitated for a while, of course not, but seeing the teacher's attitude, he still nodded: "A little dizzy."

The teacher showed a regretful look: "S-level mental power, medium."

"What, this waste wood has S-level mental power."

"The physical strength is so useless, the mental strength is useless."

"Indeed..."

"What a shame."

"He's the young master of the Feng family, why is his physical ability so weak? Is there no gene fluid?"

"You don't know, I heard my father mention it, I heard that the third master of the Feng family gave birth to a son with physical fitness F, I guess it is him. If he has a D-level physical fitness, I am afraid he has already used gene fluid. ."

"What a waste."

"..."

The strength is so high, recalling the past carefully, he vaguely remembered that after the young master tested his physical strength in the hospital, it seemed that he did not test his mental power. Otherwise, the third master's face would not be so ugly. If he had... .

The housekeeper shook his head, no matter what happened at the beginning, the young master is too weak, the old man and the old lady will definitely let the Lord Yi divorce, even if the master can withstand the pressure, the Miss Lin family will not allow it, he is very It is clear how much Miss Lin loved the master back then, that kind of reckless love, even if the master has a hard heart, he will be moved a little bit.

If not...

In fact, Feng Cheng felt that if it wasn't for the sudden disappearance of Lord Yi, the master would not be very concerned about it. After the third young master was born, the two had been in a cold war. After the divorce, the old man was relieved. The birth of the fourth young master made him even more happy. Until there was no news from Lord Yi, the old man changed.

Love makes the master become cold, and he no longer has the high spirits he once had.

In addition to sighing, the butler only felt distressed, and he also had a deep complaint against Xi Chenyi, but there was no one left, so what could he do? It looks good, but in reality, Leiha and his son are allowed to do whatever they want.

Feng Yan didn't notice the sight of the surrounding, smiled and walked to Qin Nan: "It's your turn."

Qin Nan was so nervous that his palms were sweating, he took a deep breath, and stepped into the testing room with his chest raised up.

"C-level physical fitness, advanced."

"C-level mental power, high."