Gao Wu: Letting You Take Pictures, You Wholesale Supernatural Powers?

In Class 7, Grade 3, Cheng Yong was completely in disarray.

Today, he was going to lead the students to talk about this topic while doing it.

The question was also asked by his classmates.

No matter from which point of view, it is impossible for Su Yu to have seen this topic in advance.

As for the students who refused to disclose the North University?

Hehe, there is only one person who passed perfectly in a department with more than a thousand people, and those little bastards have already been dragged to practice retreat.

The one who passed perfectly is even less likely to have a relationship with Su Yu.

Cheng Yong suddenly felt a little complicated, he was slapped in the face, but he was his favorite student.

He wanted to take the opportunity to let him remember, and then persuade him to work hard to get into the tactics department of Jubei University.

Then the other party directly killed the final exam questions of the third year of rejection at Peking University.

Hmm...complicated...huh? No, it's complicated!

On the podium, the class teacher was waiting for Su Yu to question whether he had read the questions in advance.

Suddenly, he found that Lao Ban took out his mobile phone excitedly.

Not only that, he also pointed at himself and shouted: "Su Yu, just wait, I'll get you a rejection letter from Peking University."

Su Yu: ????

Song Qinghuan: Meow meow? I can be sure that my goal is to reject North University?

Other students in the class: ? ? ? ! ! !

In the quiet classroom, someone couldn't help guessing: "This can't be the final exam question for rejecting the freshman year of Peking University this year!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of everyone in the class looking at Su Yu changed dramatically.

Shocked, envious, jealous...

Squad leader Zhang Shizheng clenched his fists and looked at Su Yu as if he had killed his father and his enemy.

Outside the classroom.

Cheng Yong is already using his mobile phone to contact his former classmate Zhuge Yun.

But when I make a call, it keeps saying that the line is busy.

Cheng Yong frowned: "This kid is not in the laboratory at this point, who is he on the phone with?"

"Could it be that Yumu's brain has opened up and he's looking for a girlfriend?"

On the other side, Zhuge Yun, who was sitting in front of the screen, also cursed: "Damn! I knew Cheng Yong was in Tianyun City, and he wasn't teaching and educating people well."

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Finally Zhuge Yun turned off the phone, and the ringtone rang again after a while.

Cheng Yong found that he finally got through the phone, and immediately began to organize words in his mind.

But before he could speak, Zhuge Yun's idle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Your student cleared my question, right?"

As soon as the voice sounded, Cheng Yong was upset on the spot: "I'm so old, why can't it be me?"

Now, the voice on the other end of the phone was even more annoying.

"Tch, just you?"

"I don't know your kid's level. As far as the road in the valley is concerned, it is absolutely impossible for you to choose to use a supernatural person to open the way."

"You kid always treats supernatural beings as treasures in your tactics, how can I not be familiar with them?"

"It looks like the talented kid you told me about before."

"What? You borrowed a question from me once and planned to hit someone else's little genius, but now you hit yourself instead?"

With that said, Zhuge Yun carefully looked at the tactical records on the screen.

On the other hand, if it wasn't for someone asking for something, Cheng Yong wished he could hang up the phone on the spot.

Taking a deep breath, he prepared to speak.

Zhuge Yun once again pre-empted: "Don't talk, let me guess and you call me now."

"Do you want my direct bill to give to that kid?"

"Cheng Yong, you think so beautifully, I only have one like this every year, and you want to arrange it for me?"

"Anyway, you don't need it every year." Cheng Yong retorted in a rare way.

Zhuge Yun was even more enthusiastic: "You still know that I don't need it. I don't need it because I don't want to use it?"

"No one is qualified to let me use it!"

There was a strong contempt in Zhuge Yun's tone.

"Hmph, those masters, every one of them wants to send their children to Jubei University next year."

"Did I reject Peking University to help them take care of their children?"

Seeing that Zhuge Yun was about to talk more and more angry, Cheng Yong hurriedly interrupted: "That's right! I'm not here to listen to your complaints."

"Just tell me whether my student is worthy or not!"

"oh?"

"Do you want to hear the truth, then I'll talk to you carefully." Zhuge Yun once again pretended to be foolish.

"I read it. The choice of tactics, the judgment of the combat power of the alien beast, and the mastery of the habits of the alien beast. This kid has thoroughly understood what is taught in the book."

"In terms of the overall situation, I'm not as stingy as your boy. You have to sacrifice what should be sacrificed."

"But Lao Yong, we tacticians can't just rely on the dead knowledge taught in the book."

"What is said in the book is correct, but can he be all? Tell me, if today's topic is a reality, can he pass the customs with accidental battle damage?"

"Not to mention that this is a question, maybe he is just a blind cat who bumped into the last wet shadow worm, this question can't prove anything."

"By the way, I remember you told me that this kid's martial arts talent is extremely poor, and his blood hasn't increased much after practicing these years?"

"With his small body, is he going to the battlefield to die? If he can't even go to the battlefield, or even enter the wilderness, what do you tell him to use to get out of the book?"

"Now tell me, is this kid qualified to take away my direct recruitment quota?"

After a few words, Cheng Yong's excitement was completely cooled by this pot of cold water.

For this, he could only sigh deeply, feeling sorry for the child Su Yu.

However, at this moment, Zhuge Yun's faint voice came from the other end of the phone: "So when are you going to send him over to me?"

Cheng Yong: "Huh?"

"Well, what, are you stupid?"

"How old is this kid, and how many books has he read? You can do this by reading a little introductory book, and you can do it if you learn a little more?"

Cheng Yong suddenly realized that the dog on the other side did it on purpose.

Snorted coldly: "Didn't your Professor Zhuge say that our family Su Yu has low talent and can't even compete in the battlefield?"

Zhuge Yun's thunderous voice came from the other end of the phone again: "This is a fart!"

"Isn't it just that the talent is a bit lacking, you send him to me for me."

"I tmd feed him with blood crystals every day and feed him a third-rank warrior!"

"Why, you still want us tacticians to be at the forefront?"

"However, I would like to remind you that before the end of his college entrance examination, you must guarantee his safety to the employer."

"If you make him lack arms and legs, you will be a great tactician who will destroy future human beings!"

"Come on, it's still great, you should be great first."

"Hang up, hang up." Cheng Yong smiled, but his tone was impatient.