But the feeling she gave people was that I was not a frog in the well.

"Just wait, I will definitely be admitted to the top four universities."

Wang Lufeng clenched his fists.

"With your current results, if you repeat your studies for another eight years, you might be able to get into a Category A Wuhan University!"

Gong Ling picked up the textbook and was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Lufeng.

Wuhan University in China is divided into three levels:

There are four core martial arts schools, Category A Wushu University and Category B Wushu University.

Category B has the largest number of people, and category A is in the middle.

The Big Four are the gathering places for geniuses across China, with more than 20 million candidates competing for thousands of places.

Then, Gong Ling glanced at Su Yue without leaving any trace.

Su Yue's grades in liberal arts were very good, but unfortunately... his martial arts scores were too poor. This was also related to his family. During the most important second year of high school, something happened to his admiral, and the delay to him was almost devastating.

"Humph, you just have a crush on the pretty boy, and you're afraid that he'll get tanned."

Wang Lufeng glanced at Su Yue and muttered.

This boy Su Yue has thin skin and tender flesh. Apart from being a little handsome, his skin is simply better than that of a woman.

Of course, Wang Lufeng felt that he must be more handsome than Su Yue.

"Okay, everyone can review in peace."

Ding Beitu waved his hand and said.

It is normal for children in adolescence to be noisy and noisy when they are just beginning to have sexual intercourse.

…

In fact, Su Yue had already woken up just now.

It's just that everyone was talking about him, so he felt embarrassed to avoid embarrassment.

The admiral's father was arrested, and Wu's second generation became a civilian.

I have a disabled old uncle to take care of at home, and a cousin who is a drag in elementary school.

The economy of Su Yue is indeed very difficult.

But in this class, he felt quite comfortable.

The squad leader Gong Ling is a good girl who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Just now, only the squad leader dared to pull the curtains, except for being a little arrogant.

Even Wang Lufeng's stupid look is interesting enough.

Last month, I was three days late on my installment payment. During these three days, Wang Lufeng secretly advanced the payment for me.

This guy was too embarrassed to help openly, so he secretly paid the money in the name of sponsoring class fees.

The other classmates are also good. At least in Class 3, the second year of high school, no one has ever talked about the admiral's arrest. As a classmate, this is the greatest respect for oneself.

In Layer 2, no one who added insult to injury appeared.

After all, they are all 15-year-old students, and everyone sympathizes more with them.

"Dad, just wait, I will definitely be admitted to the martial arts university. When I have the ability, I will find out the truth."

After everyone reviewed quietly, Su Yue quietly sat up and continued taking notes.

Some students also saw Su Yue wake up, but everyone pretended that nothing happened.

Even if you ask, it's still a sign of silent respect.

Gong Ling opened the curtains without leaving any trace. She was also afraid that she would be called to write an inspection.

Wang Lufeng gritted his teeth as he flipped through the book. Why he gritted his teeth was because he particularly hated boring cultural classes.

Of course, I also hate Su Yue’s white skin.

"I don't have any difficulties with my cultural class scores."

"As for the vitality value of Qi and blood...it's about the same. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Su Yue quietly touched his lower abdomen.

Three silver needles constrained the fluctuations of his blood.

This is also the reason why his martial arts test scores are temporarily not high.

Su Yue hid it from everyone.

…

Potential classes for senior high school students are set up in almost every city.

A third-level city like Seam City has about a dozen ordinary high schools, but only one potential class.

More than 30,000 high school sophomores compete for more than 50 places in potential classes...the elimination ratio is 600:1.

Stratam City is just a small, unpopular city. In some core cities, there are as many as 300,000 high school sophomores, and their elimination ratio is even more astonishing.

Regardless of the education bureau in each city, there is an unreasonable preference for resources towards potential classes.

In addition to some necessary allocations, 70% of the Education Bureau's resources are invested in potential classes.

Nothing else.

Only the top prospects in the potential class are eligible to enter the martial arts university.

The school's rating, teacher's salary, principal's reputation, and even funding from local education bureaus are all directly related to the performance of martial arts candidates.

The seed students in the third year of high school had already gone to the potential class a year ago and trained hard in isolation for a year.

The target of that group of elites is the major martial arts universities across the country.

Senior high school students who stay in ordinary high schools are not eligible to take the Wuhan University College Entrance Examination.

Therefore, it creates the illusion that high school seniors are even more relaxed than high school sophomores.

As for what kind of hell scene the potential class is like, the outside world has no idea.

Ten days later, at the end of the semester, high school sophomores will all compete for qualifications for the potential class.

Among them, Gong Ling and Wang Lufeng are already on the list.

A class can produce three potential students, which is already considered a good class.

…

At seven o'clock in the evening, school is over.

Today is Friday, there are no physical fitness classes in the school, students can go home directly.

Su Yue changed into take-out clothes in the toilet and wasted no time preparing to earn tuition money.

"Su Yue, come to the playground with me!"

Wang Lufeng suddenly appeared in front of him, his tone was unkind.

"No time!"

Su Yue turned on his mobile phone, and the orders on the No Hungry Bar APP flashed. It was all money.

My father was arrested, but fortunately his mobile phone was not confiscated. It was a flagship mobile phone at the time, with powerful performance and quick sales.

"If you don't want to go, you have to go."

Wang Lufeng's tone became more solemn.

"Okay, tell me if you have anything to say!"

Su Yue put on his takeout clothes.

This guy isn't going to hit himself, is he?

If you like Gong Ling, go and pursue her. Why do you want to hit me?

On the way, Su Yue was still a little confused.

Along the way, the students looked sideways.

When he arrived at the playground, Wang Lufeng viciously drove away the classmates who were following him to watch the fun.

"If we have to fight, I will admit defeat, I can't beat you.

"I'm not interested in Gong Ling. I just want to earn tuition and get into college. My girlfriend is also in one of the four major martial arts academies.

"If you have anything else to say, just say it!"

Su Yue looked at his phone. He had to take orders quickly and had no time to play with Leng Tou.

Hearing this, Wang Lufeng's mind almost shut down.

Why are you so shameless!

Did you go to the Four Major Martial Arts Schools as a one-day tour with a group?
To be continued...