The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 225 Who is Yuan Bei? (Happy Labor day)

  The time will come soon.

   Several people got dressed, and since they belonged to different colleges, they walked towards their respective classes.

  In the evening, each of them made an appointment to come back and talk again. After this sincere meeting, the relationship between the few people became much closer in an instant. Even Yin You, who didn't talk much, seemed quite cordial.

  This may be the charm of the male bedroom.

  The academy to which the warrior belongs is the closest, so Yin You left first, and Fang Shui left first after a while—as for why Fang Shui called Ah Hai, according to him, Ah Shui was not aggressive enough.

   Anyway, few people care about the name, but if it is called Fang Shui, Yuan Bei also wants to ask him why he doesn't become a shooter.

  In the end, only Yuan Bei and Zhang Mu were left. The colleges where the shooter and the assistant are located are very close. Every year, there are countless couples in these two professions.

  Zhang Mu: "A Bei, have you noticed that there is something wrong with Ah You?"

"Ok."

  Yuan Bei nodded: "It's not a little bit, it's very wrong."

   "It feels...should be a psychological problem."

  Yuan Bei felt that he might be naturally attracted to this kind of person. There were several around him, including Yu Xiangnan's autism and Zhang Xiner's paranoia. Yuan Bei had the honor to meet her madness in her bones several times.

   Not to mention the cards he drew, basically every one of them is a perfect case.

   "When I first arrived at the dormitory, I was also taken aback."

Zhang Mu said with some emotion: "When I first came in, I saw him standing by the window. He didn't take it off at first, but his pants fell to his legs. Normal people should lift them up... He didn't, he took them off... "

   "And at the beginning, I didn't say a word, I didn't say anything, I just stood there..."

"Ok?"

  Yuan Bei was taken aback.

Ah.

  Ning was taken aback?

  You are cleaner than him!

  At least they left a short sleeve on their body!

   I am often out of tune with you because I am not perverted enough!

   "I'm not usually like this."

   Zhang Mu tilted his head: "You don't really think I have the habit of exposing?"

   "No, no, how could it be."

  Yuan Bei smiled and moved slightly to the side.

   Zhang Mu didn't care, and continued:

   "It's just that if I don't take it off, he will feel sick, so I take it all off, so I will be sicker than him."

  "If everyone is sick, then everyone is normal."

   "Look, didn't he get along very well with us in the end?"

  Yuan Bei was stunned, and turned his head to take a serious look at Zhang Mu, whose muscles were even more exaggerated than a soldier.

   Originally, he only thought that Zhang Mu was perverted enough, but he didn't expect that he underestimated others.

  This scene is really a wonderful person.

  I think so too, how can a person who can enter the No. 1 martial arts school be a pervert.

  Yuan Bei asked curiously, "Where is Fangshui?"

   "Oh, he."

   Zhang Mu looked up at the night: "He is really perverted."

  Yuan Bei: "..."

  Understood, let's distance ourselves from him.

   Zhang Mu’s words are not finished, as if caught in memories:

   "I used to have a friend whose strength was far superior to mine. He was the most amazing and talented shooter I have ever seen. He was supposed to be the favorite of heaven, but he fell into his own hands in the end."

   "I am his best friend. Looking back on it several times, he asked me for help, but I didn't understand it. I regret it."

   "Ah Bei, don't look at me like this, in fact, I used to be a soldier."

   "So Abei, I hope you can be a little more patient with Ayou... People like them may have problems of one kind or another, but they are all very kind people."

   "I shouldn't have said that to you, but I don't know why, but I think you are very close and a very good person."

  During the conversation, the two came to the intersection again, Zhang Mu patted Yuan Bei on the shoulder and waved goodbye.

  Yuan Bei stood in place and watched Zhang Mu walk away.

"Ugh."

  He sighed lightly: "Yuan Bei, have you been educated? He also received a good person card."

  Actually, what Zhang Mu said made sense, and Yuan Bei listened to it in his head. He likes to make friends with straightforward people, but that doesn't mean he doesn't accept others.

  The so-called friendship is shallow and deep, what Zhang Mu said along the way is actually heart-to-heart.

   As for intimacy.

   Naturally, it is Yuan Bei's current temperament. With the subtle transformation and deepening of the genetic core, he now belongs to the kind of person who makes people look very comfortable.

  In fact, everyone has such a person more or less around him. The first time you see him, you will have a feeling of "wanting to make friends with him".

   It's just that this feeling on Yuan Bei's body was infinitely magnified, and even formed a buff-like feeling.

   Otherwise, it was just the first meeting, how could Yin You talk to him? No matter how much the senior sister lacks love, it is impossible for her to have a micro-chat when she meets her, and ask him out in reverse. Even Dean Li, who he doesn't know, is optimistic about him, but he won't fall in love with him after the first glance.

   People who haven't seen each other for several months will not become acquainted immediately after meeting.

  This ability may not be useful in combat, but in some respects, it is called a divine skill.

   Talk about a cruel reality.

  The fate of a person is said to be in their own hands, but in fact it is still in the hands of others—the fate that a person has in his own hands does not have the right to decide.

  The right to decide must be in the hands of others.

  …

  Thinking about a bunch of messy things, Yuan Bei soon arrived at the classroom of his class.

  They are Class 1 of the 2020 class of the auxiliary hospital.

   entered the door.

   In an instant, countless pairs of eyes all stared at him. Yuan Bei has seen thousands of people staring at him and being beaten violently. This is a trivial matter.

  Yuan Bei took a cursory glance. At this time, the classroom was already full of people. There were about 50 people sitting together in two or three.

  Well, girls accounted for the majority, basically close to forty are girls.

  A dozen or so boys curled up in a corner in twos and threes, trembling.

  Finding a random place, Yuan Bei sat down loudly.

  This time, the No. 1 Martial Arts School enrolls close to 10,000 people. Although there are fewer assistants, there are still 1,000 students, which is not a small number.

  After all, when we were in Lake City, Awakened people were not common, but now, any one randomly pulled out by the whole school is an Awakened person.

  Not long after, a lot of people came in one after another, and soon they were almost seated.

   There were quite a few people sitting beside Yuan Bei, probably because of the affinity, even if Yuan Bei didn't say much, after a long time of chatting, the people around him knew a lot.

  If there is one, there will be two. Many people see Yuan Bei's side is busy, so they come over here. Yuan Bei is like a bridge, making his side more and more lively.

   It can be said that it is quite a social flower.

  However, this excitement was quickly broken with the appearance of the head teacher.

   A man in his thirties came in. His skin was fair, his beard was clean-shaven, and he was very well maintained. He looked unusually handsome, but he looked like a college student.

   "My name is Li Qinghui, a fifth-level assistant. For the next four years, I will be your class teacher"

  Li Qinghui's words were also unusually soft, but his voice seemed to pour into everyone's ears directly.

   But his words were soft, but the content was not light at all.

  Just the four words of fifth-level support, there were a lot of breathless voices in the class.

   Even Yuan Bei is the same.

  A fifth-level awakened person can already be called a strong person, and the mayors of many cities are only of such strength!

   But in the No. 1 Martial Arts School, he is just an ordinary teacher!

  Yuan Bei still remembers the few fifth-tier bosses he met on the stage. He really didn’t even look at him, and he gave him a second with one move, and he had no power to fight back!

  Li Qinghui looked as usual, and said softly:

   "Today's gathering is actually nothing special, just to let you get to know me, and then you will go to military training, and occasionally I will go there to see."

   "Then let's roll the roll first. The students who are called can stand up and introduce themselves."

  Speaking of this, Li Qing raised his head and said with a smile as if he had thought of something:

   "By the way, who is Yuan Bei?"

   Happy May Day friends, a new January.

  (end of this chapter)