The full name of Qingda is the Qingzhou Higher Psychological College, and is one of the three best schools in District 53. This year, it has recruited more than 3,000 freshmen.

These more than 3,000 freshmen have gone through layers of tests.

Either they awaken powerful superpowers and have extremely high spiritual potential; they have experienced hard training and combat, and have strong practical ability; they have extremely high intelligence... or they have a strong family background.

In short, they are all the best among their peers.

And now, these prides of heaven have all come out of their minds.

They have never experienced such a chaotic battle.

I don’t know who should be beaten, nor do I know who suddenly got beaten.

More than three thousand new students were in a mess and began to doubt their lives.

"I worked so hard. I started to study and practice hard since I was eight years old, and I never slacked off for a moment. Finally, I entered Qingda. As a result, I came here as soon as school started? Let us make a ball like a man and an old man who snatched discounted vegetables?"

"Is there any dignity? Students who have been admitted to other universities know how we can be human?"

But there is one person who is beyond all this.

Han Yue stood on the rostrum, and was with the principal, watching the melee of three thousand people comfortably. What's more, the principal named Fang Wenbin praised him from various angles.

Seeing the expressions of the new students' indulge in love, Han Yue felt that it seemed not good to stand and watch like this.

So the other party said, "Old... Principal Fang, it's not appropriate for us to stand like this."

He pointed to the seat behind, "Or what if we go there and sit there and watch?"

Fang Wenbin was stunned.

Even though he had been with Han Yue for a while, he could not understand what kind of brain circuit this was.

Everyone below looks at you with jealousy and hatred. Although you are very strong and very good, you will always feel a little embarrassed.

As soon as Han Yue spoke, he thought Han Yue asked to continue to join the battle.

It’s not appropriate to stand and watch, so go there and sit there and watch?

What logic is this?

"Uh..." Fang Wenbin didn't know how to answer, "Okay."

Han Yue smiled slightly and sat on the rostrum.

He also thoughtfully left the outside position to Fang Wenbin.

Fang Wenbin saw Han Yue so calm and calm.

Suddenly I realized it.

The light of understanding is reflected on the gold-rimmed glasses.

It’s your own attachment to appearances, and it’s not something that you can understand young people like Han Yue. When both strength and wisdom reach a certain level, you won’t care about these meaningless things.

Although he has been a genius since he was eight years old, he is still far behind young people like Han Yue who are carefully trained by peerless masters.

Ordinary geniuses cannot understand young people standing at the top of the world. They are like fireflies cannot understand the moonlight.

Fang Wenbin smiled and sat down next to Han Yue.

Vice Principal Wen Yangyu, ten deans and a group of teachers were shocked.

"What's going on with this Han Yue? Principal Fang asked him to speak on behalf of the new student. What exactly does he deserve to be so important to the new principal?"

Although I heard some rumors, the ordinary second generations did not even give Fang Wenbin a look. He was the God of Killing in Zone 53 in secret.

"Did you say that all of that are rumor? Fang Wenbin is a kind person?"

"This Han Yue is so interesting." Teacher Shen Le narrowed his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and became even more curious.

The melee is very chaotic. Each freshman has different abilities and combat styles.

Some people are more suitable for close combat, while others need to distance themselves to exert their combat effectiveness. Some people, after being approached by others, are living targets.

So such a big melee is very unfair. Many people are very frustrated and are beaten so hard to fight back, so they can only run away with their heads in their arms.

Dissatisfaction and confusion are accumulating.

Someone suddenly shouted loudly: "I don't accept it! Such a battle is unfair!"

Fang Wenbin smiled slightly. He had expected someone to say this, so he replied loudly: "Fighting is unfair! You can't always hope to fight under an advantageous situation!"

The freshman was desperate and suddenly felt dizzy. He could no longer stand and fell to the ground. There was only one thought in his mind, "I'm getting the skill."

Become the first freshman to be knocked down in the melee.

After he fell down, a transparent light shield immediately lit up on his body, which was difficult to penetrate. A sneak attacking fist was blocked by the light shield and could not cause fatal damage.

Fang Wenbin shouted: "Don't attack the fallen freshman! A light shield on his body is a failure."

Some powerful freshmen have the best of their own strength and are always paying attention to the situation of the principal and Han Yue.

Su Ze is the first in the practical course in the unified entrance examination. He originally thought that he would become the focus of everyone, become the representative of outstanding students, and reach the peak of his life.

But why did I fight so miserably? I want to defeat myself from all directions to gain reputation.

When he saw Han Yue relaxing, he still had a calm smile on his face, and his heart was filled with unevenness and resentment.

Someone shouted, "I don't accept it!"

The smile on Fang Wenbin's face remains unabated. No matter how you don't accept it, I will naturally be able to fight back.

"Why?! Can he sit on it?? Is he different from us?" The voice trembled, as if he was greatly wronged.

Fang Wenbin was stunned. He really didn't know how to answer. Han Yue's behavior was completely out of the plan. He didn't know that he should deal with this question about Han Yue.

What should I say? Could it be that Brother Han Yue is stronger than you, how can you be worthy of comparing with Han Yue?

This will hurt the enthusiasm of the newborn.

He looked at Han Yue with the meaning of consultation.

Han Yue pondered for two seconds, cleared his throat, and said something in Fang Wenbin's ear.

Fang Wenbin's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt that Han Yue's words were too reasonable and could help freshmen realize the essence of the world. Injustice is the norm, and fair things are rare. There may be some in school, but after leaving school, there will be fewer and fewer.

Making these students aware of this problem earlier may make them cherish the opportunities in the school and grow better.

Fang Wenbin said: "He sat on it. You have no choice, and I have no choice. Maybe this is life."

Su Ze was stunned. He didn't expect to receive such an answer, nor had he ever suffered such a blow. What does "maybe this is life?"

Shouldn’t Su Ze’s life always stand in the spotlight, become the focus of everyone, and then be outstanding and keep winning?

How could someone be more eye-catching than himself?

Fang Wenbin saw Su Ze's loss of consciousness and thought to himself that a genius young man like this always takes everything he has for granted and takes what he doesn't have as an injustice of fate.

These geniuses never think about why they can get everything, while others can only watch them shine with sadness, and finally they can only accept the mediocre reality bitterly. Their life is also life.

A proud genius may continue to be smooth and outstanding, and may be hit hard and become like everyone else. This is also life.

If they realize this earlier, maybe their future path will be more stable.
Chapter completed!