Awakening on the Mid-Autumn Festival, starting with a hundred times the crit!

Chapter 57

Surrounded by a group of people, President Zhan Yan stood in front of Ye Feng, and was speechless for a moment.

After a few breaths, he spoke slowly.

"Brother Ye Feng, this, this..."

"What you did is a bit out of place. I just told you two days ago to let you come to Zhanyan Club, but instead of coming, you abducted the person I was looking for."

Seeing this group of people surrounding him, Ye Feng looked extremely calm and spread his hands.

"You can't blame me for this. You must have heard that I created a new club. This is because the principal insisted on letting me create and recruit members. We are all fair."

There is a clear rule in the school that private fights are not allowed.

Therefore, Ye Feng was naturally not worried that there would be a fight.

But being surrounded by people is not a problem.

He scanned the group of people around him, and said slowly.

"What are you planning to do?"

Mu Yanming waved his hand speechlessly, letting all the backbones of his subordinates disperse, patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said.

"You made me really caught off guard. I was impulsive."

"That's fine. Since you want to set up a new society, our old society will naturally support it. The monk just now will let you."

With that said, he greeted his men and they all dispersed.

The key members of the Zhanyan Club surrounded Mu Yanming with some reluctance.

After a while, there was finally a backbone member who was five big and three thick, and couldn't help it anymore, and said with an angry look.

"President, can't we just leave it like this?"

"This can be regarded as robbing people in the open!! I can't bear it!"

Mu Yanming, who took the lead to walk in front, did not show any anger on the surface, and was extremely calm.

After thinking for a while, he made up his mind and said.

"In our club, find a sophomore with potential and ask him to quit the club and join the new club founded by Ye Feng."

Hearing this, the people around were even more confused.

What's the matter.

Not to mention that the person who made the reservation was robbed, but you still sent the talents in your club to the other party?
The backbone member who was five big and three thick scratched his head in confusion and said.

"President, I don't understand what you're doing. Isn't this abusing others' ambitions and destroying your own prestige?"

Before Mu Yanming could speak.

Surrounded by a spirited guy wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he said with a mysterious smile.

"You don't understand this matter? President, this is a good idea."

All the backbones around Mu Yanming stared at the shrewd man with golden glasses in bewilderment.

After he cleared his throat, he looked like a military adviser and waved his hand.

"What a simple thing, undercover."

"Hahaha, let's go, brothers, find someone to go undercover."

Hearing this, everyone finally understood, and suddenly realized.

at the same time.

After today's two matches, Ye Feng went to the cafeteria to get some food before returning to the apartment-style dormitory.

It is not allowed to recruit new students and create clubs before the completion of the Freshman Competition.

He thought about it, and first figured out the Zhongyuan brushwork.

I remembered all the glyphs yesterday, and it's time for the fonts today.

Remembering is not enough, you have to consolidate it once or twice.

He opened the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the green grass and lush trees outside, the scenery is very pleasant, and the sun shines in.

The progress page in the book was still yesterday.

While he was eating, he swiped his phone and went to the Peking University community in the mall app. There was an endless stream of posts, and [-] to [-]% of them were about freshman competitions.

In the current competition, eighty out of one hundred have been eliminated.

Twenty or so individuals made it to the final semi-finals.

The 20 people are divided into winner group and loser group.

The Peking University community is very lively.

Not only the freshmen participated in the posting, but the old students also watched the excitement, and it was not too big of a deal, and they all participated in it one by one.

"Hey, this year is much more fun than last year, the freshmen are very strong."

"The one who can get the number one ranking, if nothing else, should be Ye Feng."

"Not necessarily, that Bai Xing is also very powerful. On the Massacre Memorial Day, anyone who encounters him will thump in his heart before he hits it. If he is not careful, he will die."

"In the semi-finals in the afternoon, we should be able to eliminate the loser group and decide the final top ten."

"Ye Feng is really strong. It seems that he didn't waste any effort. It's like playing. Others are seriously injured."

At the top of the Peking University community, there is also a real-time progress of the freshman competition.

Ye Feng clicked in and took a look.

Liu Wanwan and Wang Yang are all inside.

There are also some new students that I don't know.

These freshmen are all the objects of Ye Feng's attention.

If you can lure them all into the club, the foundation of the new club will be stabilized.

After turning off the phone, Ye Feng continued to turn the pages of the book.

There are several types of word potential, each of which has a different function.

There is a peaceful character, this kind of character is a relatively versatile attribute, whether it is offensive defense or healing, it will have a little bonus.

But because the other attributes are scattered, it is more moderate.

Ye Feng chose the word potential of the offensive attribute to comprehend first.

The system sound is ringing slightly again.

"Ding, it was detected that you are studying, and your comprehension speed is critically hit thirty times!"

"You get crit points*1!"

"Ding……"

Time passed slowly, and soon after, it was already noon.

When Ye Feng was reading, he could vaguely hear the door of the apartment-style dormitory slamming, and knew that Li Yang was back.

Through the door of the room, he could still hear his faint sigh.

Ye Feng laughed lightly.

Presumably, he was brushed off today and did not enter the loser group.

But it's also normal, Li Yang's solar terms are biased toward the Awakening of the auxiliary system. If he goes to the team mode for a big competition, he might be able to do a big job, but he doesn't want to.

In the current Lone Wolf Solo Competition, all the remaining ones are good fighters.

Selected from thousands of freshmen.

Those who can enter Peking University are already dragons and phoenixes among the people.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the top person selected from among the dragons and phoenixes is the king.

However, there are still top ten players who are stronger than the king.

Ye Feng shook his head and continued to read the book. As he sank into it, the black energy on his body subconsciously emerged again.

He raised his palm lightly, and while swipe in the air, a brain storm surged in his mind.

The black air condensed into mist, and every time Ye Feng didn't notice, it formed a door leading to the gate of hell.

In the gate of hell, the ghost girl Xin'er is holding her head in her small hands, sitting on the beam, her white feet are shaking gently, as if she is playing in the water.

Looking at the gate of ghosts, a door formed of black mist also appeared, she sighed.

"Brother Ye Feng, why doesn't he come to play with me? The door is open and he still doesn't come in."

Sitting on the beam, she was very bored.

It is impossible to cultivate honestly, and it is impossible to practice honestly in this life.

The ghost girl Xin'er bit her cutely, and the milk cat said fiercely.

"No, I have to go and play with Brother Ye Feng!"

(End of this chapter)