Han Yue was very satisfied with each person and room. This condition is much better than Mr. Wang’s apartment.

Close the door, Han Yue lay on the bed, breathing a sigh of relief. He looked around the room, feeling extremely relaxed, and finally got in...

Lying on the bed.

Han Yue couldn't help but remember the scene when he entered school in his previous life.

The sun is shining, and it seems that everyone has a golden halo. Everything is so novel, and the noise and noise in their ears have an unreal feeling.

...

The next day, there was no collective arrangement, and Han Yue originally planned to stroll around the campus.

However, Du Shaoyu knocked on Han Yue's door early in the morning.

He said he would take Han Yue to experience the delicious food in Gyeongju.

Han Yue originally refused, but Du Shaoyu gave a reason that he could not refuse. "I treat you."

Du Shaoyu found a few more people, but they were all politely declined.

There are only about 30 students in the Strategic Support Academy, most of whom are transferred because of insufficient scores or low spiritual potential.

I felt a little angry in my heart, feeling that the rules were unfair, so I naturally had some complicated emotions towards Han Yue and Du Shaoyu.

So I avoid it.

Han Yue was happy to be quiet.

The two of them stroll around and ate, and Han Yue experienced food that they could not afford before.

Various ingredients for ferocious beasts and delicious dishes made of delicious food are delicious and nourishing. Du Shaoyu, who claims to be a foodie, praised it repeatedly.

But Han Yue felt that the top food in Gyeongju is just this?

Is this far behind the wilderness barbecue of the Elk Private Hunting Team?

The third day, September 4th, the opening ceremony.

Han Yue wanted to speak as an outstanding freshman representative. He originally refused, "I am still taking the blame now. I will show off my hatred when I go up and show off, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

But when he later heard that the freshman representative could receive an additional subsidy, he immediately agreed.

What is it to attract some hatred? As long as it is not too much, Han Yue has never been afraid of anyone by being beaten up by a group of people.

"Besides, maybe you can also win the favor of the players of the battle team." The widespread slight malice does not cause any substantial harm, and the favor of a person may bring benefits.

Gathering in the playground, exposing himself to the sun, listening to the teachings of hard work and striving for the first place. Such a boring conference made Han Yue a little dazed.

In my last life, when I entered school, I also attended such a conference. There were energetic faces around me, curious and trying hard to pretend to be mature.

Against this grand background of human beings fighting against another world, the school is a pure land that is carefully cared for.

These rebellious genius and extraordinary people sat upright and seemed extremely well-behaved. This is not because they were polite. Instead, the teachers and school leaders on the stage were all masters, one who could beat dozens of them.

This kind of obedience is more about fear of the strong than out of respect or gratitude.

In his previous life, the teachers and leaders of the school had to emphasize teaching discipline every day, promote the character of respecting teachers and respecting the Tao, or rely on the power of parents. However, in this school that improves superpowers and cultivates practitioners, teachers can really beat people, and they can beat them to death at once.

Compared with the schools that Han Yue is familiar with, the discipline here is more strict. It is a bit like the sects in novels.

"Huahuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu." Han Yue applauded with everyone.

Fang Wenbin walked to the speech seat. His uniform was straight, his hair was neat, and his gold-rimmed glasses were shining, and he looked well-dressed.

The freshman clapped his hands and his eyes were shining, and he was filled with a light of admiration.

Fang Wenbin stood on the stage, looking proud, and he stretched out three fingers and said, "I only talk about three aspects."

Then, there are four angles in each aspect and eight arguments in each angle.

It seems that the principals of the world have also studied the skills of meetings and the art of speaking.

...

Finally, it was Han Yue's turn to speak.

The vice president in charge of the meeting said: "The freshman who is going to speak below represents the further the strategic support of the newly established, the better the freshman. His experience is a history of success through hard work and hard work. From a salesperson in the convenience store in 8-12 to a special student in Qingda..."

Zhang Yan thought about this introduction word for a whole day before he thought about it. He should have introduced it himself, but he was afraid that he would forget the words, so he left it to the vice principal for his own work.

Han Yue came to power.

His clouds and winds were light, and he formed a sharp contrast with Dean Zhang Yan, who was blushing on the side.

Isn't it just bragging? It's simpler to me, but you need to be so nervous...

Han Yue glanced at the freshmen in the audience. Although they sat neatly, many people's expressions became wonderful after hearing the words "Special Students", either disdain or contempt...

He sighed, I like you who don’t like me and can’t beat me. He also has to listen to me pouring chicken soup...

"Have you ever seen Gyeongju City at 4 a.m...."

Han Yue stood on the stage, speaking in an eloquent manner. He didn't even need to use his brain, and the inspirational jokes blurted out.

Various chicken soup and chicken blood are mixed together, and a liquid called positive energy flows smoothly like silk.

Isn’t it just bragging in public? I’m very good at this.

Han Yue in his previous life was a tragic social animal.

All employees of their company should like the chicken soup in the boss’s circle of friends as soon as they open their eyes, and share inspirational positive energy stories at the morning meetings every day.

When working, you must always be full of fighting spirit and contribute to your boss’ happy life.

After returning home, I have to use various inspirational stories to invigorate myself, otherwise I will not have the courage to face the next day's work...

"Your attitude determines your height."

"The more self-discipline you are, the more free you are! Things that can make you truly grow will not be too comfortable."

"Where is God's favor? The so-called luck and success come from your own efforts and dedication."

"There is only one road that cannot be chosen, that is the road that gives up; there is only one road that cannot be rejected, that is the road that can be grown."

...

Han Yue felt that his inspirational positive energy and inspirationality were amazing. The sentences he said could rhyme.

My invincibility can only last for three seconds, but my chicken soup can inspire you all day...

Dean Zhang Yan raised his mouth, narrowed his eyes, leaned back, and leaned against the back of the chair.

I looked around and was very proud.

He wanted to say some scenes, such as "What is an excellent freshman?" "You will know as soon as you open your mouth."

However, when he comes to a crowded occasion, he is prone to nervousness, and when he is nervous, he can't speak.

Dean Zhang Yan can only say some simple words such as "tsk." "this." "Look at it."

Although I can't express my joy in words, my expression still reveals some thoughts in my heart: Although I was furious on such occasions, I have hired a good student. Look at what this said, it's so philosophical...

In just a few minutes, Han Yue had already repeated the inspiring positive energy sentences that were popular in the circle of friends from beginning to end.

He said a few of the particularly classic sentences several times.

The freshmen off the stage were all confused.

Although I don’t know what he is saying, it sounds so reasonable. After hearing this, people want to struggle, practice, and fight.

I just vaguely feel something is wrong.

His words sounded positive, but what does this have to do with his personal experience?

And it seems that a few sentences have been repeated several times?

When Han Yue saw the confused expression in the audience, he thought to himself, it was a bit too far.

I haven't shared positive energy for a long time, and I'm a little excited today.

You should tell a story. Only a good story can touch people.

Where should we start?

While Han Yue continued to speak up the golden sentences, he recalled the youth abstracts, readers, and soulmate articles he recited in high school to improve his grades.

What are the quality summer camps, conscientious sewers, domineering passports, and foreign stories like drinking water after brushing the toilet.

There are also animal stories such as gorilla flying over, eagle rebirth, and female antelope kneeling.

Han Yue narrowed his eyes. When these stories were told, they would definitely scare these new students who had not received positive energy education. It was just that they did not match today's theme, so they still had to find a short story about athletes.

This is how you are in line with your identity as a student with special abilities in sports.

He pondered for a moment.

"I live in Guangming District, a place called a slum. I know many of you have never been there. Over the years, there are only two lucky ones there who can come to Qingda."

Well, the other one is my brother...

“Many people say that it is a place without hope. Life is very depressing.”

Except for Uncle Wang.
To be continued...