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The principal coughed lightly and replied casually.

Really? All schools! After you left, my phone calls were off the hook. Top schools, first-rate schools, second-rate schools, all of them are involved.

They are all here to recruit Lin Ping'an, but I don't know if those people know about the practice!

Eh!

After saying that, he sighed and left.

On the other side, Lin Ping'an remained extremely calm.

Tens of minutes later.

At the gate of Tianyang No. 1 Middle School, a luxury car appeared, and not far from the gate, the principal was already waiting here.

Not to mention other things, the admissions directors of those schools are at least fourth-level warriors.

In this case, it is basic etiquette to come forward to greet him.

After a while, a middle-aged man appeared. Although his aura had calmed down a lot, he still had an inexplicable chill and intimidation.

Hello, I am Li Hai, director of the Admissions Office of Northeastern University...

Ah! Welcome... welcome... very welcome to Director Li... it's so bright... it's so bright...

Different from the other party's posture, the principal's expression was a little stiff, as if he had some unspeakable words, which looked extremely unnatural.

Seeing this, Director Li frowned slightly, feeling a little baffled.

His eyes also became more critical, looking up and down.

Where is classmate Lin Ping'an? Why didn't you see him?

Uh... He has been informed to wait in the conference room!

Okay...without further ado, I can't wait to see this young genius, let's go!

emmmm... How about... wait a little longer?

Wait? What do you mean?

Before the principal could speak, another luxury car appeared, stopped, and a figure appeared.

In an instant, he appeared next to the two of them.

What do you mean? Of course you are waiting for me! Li Hai, you are quite fast!

Dong Hu? It's you, you bitch! Damn it! You're here to compete with me for students again!

A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth! It only took a few minutes for it to show its true colors! It has a dirty mouth and doesn't look like a teacher at all.

Fart! You shamelessly snatched away a martial arts genius last time, but here you go again? Your Civilization Department of Southwest University is the worst among the first-class universities, so you still have the nerve to come here and ruin others?

Go away! The civilized teacher in your school is terrible! The source of students was not good before. Otherwise, who would have been your turn to bark?

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In just a few words, the two of them became angry. Regardless of their positions, they stood face to face and started to quarrel with each other without the grace of a strong man.

At the same time, everyone rolled up their sleeves, feeling like they were ready to start a fight if they disagreed.

Not far away, the principal had a wry smile on his face.

He had guessed that this would be the case, and hoped that there would be no full martial arts show for a while.

This is one of the main reasons why we don’t bring it in directly.

After all, that small conference room is not big enough for a middle-grade warrior or above.

What's more, this is just the beginning, and there will be at least a dozen directors of schools coming later.

Now, I just hope that others will arrive here quickly to prevent the two of them from facing each other and getting into a real fight.

at the same time.

The scene at the school gate also attracted the attention of many students from No. 1 Middle School. It happened to be recess at this moment.

They didn't dare to get too close, watching from a distance while constantly speculating and discussing.

Look at that, isn't that our principal? Who are the two people next to you! It looks very solemn!

It seems like something big is about to happen! Look outside the school gate, those two luxury cars cost at least several million! They are definitely big shots!

I feel like those two are powerful warriors, but just looking at them makes me feel like I'm running away.

I remembered...I remembered...the two people...the one on the left is Dong Hu, the admissions director of the Southwest University, a powerful fifth-grade martial arts expert, and the other is Li Hai, the admissions director of the Northeastern University, who is also I have seen photos of fifth-level martial arts masters on the official websites of those two schools, they are exactly the same, really exactly the same.

Oh my God! They are all top-notch universities!

What? Southwest University? Northeastern University? Director of Admissions? Two fifth-grade experts? What are they doing in our school?

Is this early enrollment? Grabbing students? I've seen the news before! Before the college entrance examination! All universities will go to various cities to grab students from martial arts geniuses.

Great! I feel like I will be specially recruited this time!

By the way! I just saw Lin Ping'an coming to school! Could it be that he came to see him?

Are you kidding me? If it were more than ten days ago, it would still be possible! Now, there are countless beings who are stronger than him!

Behave well after a while, and you might get a special call!

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During the discussion, the class bell rang, and the students reluctantly walked to the teaching building and looked at the school gate reluctantly.

On the other side, the two admissions directors of the school focused all their attention on each other.

He didn't notice the health and blood levels of these students.

A few minutes later, perhaps because the principal's silent prayer was effective, the admissions director of the third school made his debut.

When that person appeared, the two people who had just been tit for tat immediately changed their targets and spoke out in unison.

Zhao Yuntao, it's you, you bastard! You haven't settled the score for robbing me of one of my martial arts geniuses last year! How dare you appear in front of me?

Zhao Yuntao, you old yinbi, do you want to steal people again with your dirty tricks?

The third admissions director who arrived here said with a smile.

You two, be civilized, be polite, and establish a new trend! Don't be so rude. Stealing and robbing are so unpleasant. It's all fair competition!

Damn! You, a turtle grandson, do you have the nerve to say this?

That's right! That's right! It's you, the admissions director of each school, who has the most dirty tricks!

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Not far away, looking at the three people who were having a verbal exchange, the principal had sneaked aside and silently began to wipe away the sweat.

Can't afford to offend...can't afford to offend...it's better to stay away...to avoid being accidentally hurt.

In the following time, admissions directors from one school after another appeared.

Arriving at the back, everyone saw a familiar group of people at the door.

They all instantly turned into black faces and angrily joined in the quarrel.

Use a phrase that appears most frequently to describe it.

It's so annoying to see you guys snatching food everywhere, it's really annoying!

Half an hour later.

At the gate of Tianyang No. 1 Middle School, more than a dozen luxury cars were parked outside, and a dozen fourth- and fifth-grade mid-level warriors were noisy.

The scene was extremely noisy and could only be described as a mess.

At the same time, students in the classroom upstairs and near the windows of each class were all paying close attention to the situation.

And he didn't forget to secretly tell other students about the scene outside.

Here comes another one... Looks like he is the admissions director of a second-rate university... Oh my God... Here comes another one... I don't recognize this one...

Six...ten...twelve...eighteen...oh my god...a total of twenty-four admissions directors from universities are here...

They're all outside the door, looking like they're quarreling... Is this just to recruit us?

Hahaha... great... I will definitely be specially recruited...

I don't know why, but I always feel like it might have something to do with Lin Pingan!

Impossible, absolutely impossible. If it were him, I would eat the table in front of me.

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