Sequence: The God Eater

When Qin Siyang got up, washed up, and arrived at the auditorium, it was already crowded.

The entire auditorium was filled with students, roughly estimated at two to three thousand people.

But after looking at the scene in the auditorium, Qin Siyang was dumbfounded.

"Misstep! I should have come earlier!"

There are no fixed seats for the freshmen attending the ceremony. Based on the first-come-first-served rule, students who come early can choose their seats first.

Anyone who has been to school knows that for this kind of meeting that has no fixed location and must be attended, usually no one will sit in the first one or two rows - no one wants to have too close and meaningless contact with the school leaders.

This is true even for freshmen who are looking forward to college life.

Therefore, in the entire auditorium, there were only empty seats next to the first row of guest seats and the second row of professor seats.

Qin Siyang sighed and had no choice but to keep walking forward.

But very few of the freshmen knew him. Everyone just glanced at him and then went back to chatting among themselves.

It's not surprising that few people know what Qin Siyang looks like.

After all, those who can come to Nanrong are absolute geniuses in their own world, and no genius will pay too much attention to other geniuses.

He glanced at the name plate behind the first row of guest seats and found that there were not many acquaintances of his, and the first row was too eye-catching, so he planned to sit in the second row.

As soon as he sat down, he turned his head and saw that he was surrounded by familiar people.

Chu Baxing, Hu Chan, Gu Yunpeng, and Zhao Sifang sat in a row.

Qin Siyang couldn't help but asked curiously: "Prince Chu, why are you sitting in the second row?"

The lines on Chu Baxing's face became sharper, and it seemed that he had improved a lot in the last few days. He said indifferently: "I just got here, there is no place left."

"You didn't come early for the opening ceremony?"

"Qin Siyang, do you have the nerve to say that I came late?"

Qin Siyang shook his head: "Stupid Qing. Where is Shengzi Hu?"

Hu Chan changed her past appearance, her expression was arrogant and clean, with a hint of disdain for all living beings: "Same as Chu Baxing."

"Are you late too?"

"Well, I came a little late because I communicated with the God of Zeshi in the morning and was immersed in it unknowingly."

Qin Siyang shook his head: "Old magic stick. Gu Yunpeng, what about you?"

"I'm just like them, I'm late."

"Why are you late?"

Gu Yunpeng's handsome face was slightly frowned, as if he was a little displeased: "I was pestered by senior students on the way, and they insisted on my contact information, so I finally left."

Qin Siyang snorted: "Little pervert. Xiao Zhao, why are you late?"

Zhao Sifang scratched his head: "Brother Qin, I'm not late. I'm the first one here."

"Then why are you sitting here?"

"Because my second uncle is the principal, I have to sit in front and support him!"

"Dead brain."

Hu Chan asked back: "After scolding all of us, you are the only one who is a good person?"

"Almost."

Qin Siyang pouted, and after criticizing these people, he looked at the host's position on the rostrum.

I couldn't help but sigh.

The opening ceremony was hosted by Lin Yaman.

If Qian Wenwen were the host, it would be a surefire success.

It's a pity that it can't be replaced.

Lin Yaman stood on the stage and announced: "Nanrong University, the opening ceremony for the 2010 freshmen begins now."

The auditorium immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at her.

"Hello, classmates, welcome to the big family of Nanrong University. I am the host of this opening ceremony, Lin Yaman, secretary of the principal's office."

"First of all, I would like to invite Principal Zhao Longfei to give a speech to everyone! Welcome!"

Amid the applause of the crowd, Zhao Longfei stood up from the rostrum, holding the microphone and smiling amiably. Even the scar on his head became more pleasing to the eye.

Qin Siyang stared at the top of Zhao Longfei's head and murmured: "Why does it look like something is wrong? Did Zhao Longfei powder his scar?"

Zhao Longfei said: "Hello, classmates, welcome to Nanrong University."

"You are all top students from various states and cities in the safety zone. Nanrong University selects the best from the best and goes with you in both directions. Your choice of Nanrong University is undoubtedly a correct decision, because Nanrong University is the best in the safety zone. Fair university!”

"I believe that you who join Nanrong University will not only perform well in hunting gods, but also have smart minds and the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

"When it comes to distinguishing right from wrong, the most important manifestation is to identify rumors. For example, some people now say that a certain student and I like to wear the same pair of pants because of some indescribable hobby. Is this possible? I believe everyone has the answer. Absolutely impossible, it can only be a rumor!”

Having said this, Zhao Longfei nodded sharply at Qin Siyang.

Qin Siyang was confused for a moment.

"What does it have to do with me? When did I say that I was wearing the same pants as Zhao Longfei?"

Gu Yunpeng on the side said: "President Qin, maybe you said that your relationship with Principal Zhao is so good that wearing a pair of trousers has turned into wearing a pair of trousers."

"Can you still pass it on like this?" Qin Siyang's eyes widened: "Are Nanrong students brainless?"

Chu Baxing said indifferently: "Neither cultural achievements are required for the special move and the assessment of sequence ability users. Whether you have brains or not will not affect your entry into Nanrong."

Qin Siyang clenched his fists: "How can there be such a big loophole?! We must require future admissions to include IQ tests!"

Hu Chan said: "Mr. Qin, I think the theory of ability is more correct. If some people who are strong in combat but not smart are screened out and not allowed to join good universities, how do you think they will vent their anger?"

Qin Siyang suddenly realized: "That makes sense! You, the old charlatan who plays with people's hearts, think deeply!"

"..."

Several people continued to watch the ceremony.

After Zhao Longfei finished his speech, Lin Yaman said: "Thank you for the speech of President Zhao. Next, please invite the freshmen representative to speak. Everyone welcome classmate Fu Wanli!"

Qin Siyang asked in confusion: "Fu Wanli? Who is he?"

The others also shook their heads: "I don't know him."

Chu Baxing asked: "Qin Siyang, why don't you speak on behalf of the freshmen?"

"Not interested. Didn't Secretary Lin look for you?"

"Looked for you, but if you are not interested, I am even less interested."

"You are really good at pretending." Qin Siyang was too lazy to argue with Chu Baxing, and asked again: "Hu Chan, what about you?"

Hu Chan replied calmly: "I am interested, but Secretary Lin didn't I have been asked to come to you."

"That's right. If you, an old charlatan, take the opportunity to do some magic on the stage, it will have a bad impact. Gu Yunpeng, what about you?"

"Secretary Lin told me, and I refused because I was afraid of trouble."

"What's the trouble with giving a speech?"

Gu Yunpeng sighed, "I'm afraid I'll be blocked by girls and won't be able to leave the venue."

Qin Siyang took a deep breath, restrained the urge to punch Gu Yunpeng, and asked, "Xiao Zhao, did you come to me?"

"My second uncle is the principal. If I were to speak on behalf of the freshmen, others would think Nanrong is too authoritarian."

"Who's on the stage?"

Several people shook their heads. They didn't know Fu Wanli who was speaking.

"So no one knows him? Then what right does he have to speak on behalf of the freshmen?"

Zhao Sifang put down his phone and said, "I just asked, this Fu Wanli should be the sixth in the freshman hunter score."

Qin Siyang shrugged: "Secretary Lin asked in turn according to the score ranking, whoever is willing can go? It's reasonable."

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