My brother is obviously a waste, but he is too confident

Chapter 17 Is It Difficult To Recognize You Are A Waste?

"what?"

"I, Qingcheng City, still have such talented young people?"

Qingcheng Wuyuan.

Inside the Dean's Office.

Hearing the female assistant's report, the dean of Qingcheng Wuyuan suddenly stood up and beckoned, "Bring me the video."

"Yes." The female assistant stepped forward respectfully and handed out the tablet in her hand.

Dean Qingwu took it and looked at it.

What was playing on the screen was the interview video of Chen Dongfeng's TV station last night!

Holding on to the mahogany tabletop, he slowly sat down.

Carefully read the 10-minute-long program from beginning to end.With eyes flashing.

Even separated by "a layer of glass".

He can also analyze the oppressive force of "Chen Dongfeng" at that time through the reactions of everyone in the video.

Touching his chin with his right hand, he thought for a while.

Dean Qingwu put down the tablet, reached for the landline phone, and dialed a series of numbers.

"beep--"

"beep--"

"Hello, this is the Duan family."

"Hello." Dean Qingwu straightened up: "I am the dean of Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy. My name is ***. Can I contact Duan Yao conveniently?"

"Miss is at home, please wait a moment."

After a brief silence, another female voice came from the microphone: "Hi, I'm Duan Yao."

"I am the dean of Qingcheng Wuyuan."

"Hi Dean. What can I do for you?"

"I want to ask, did you accept an interview on our Qingcheng TV station yesterday?"

"Yes." Duan Yao's voice paused slightly, and his voice was straight: "The one you want to ask is Chen Dongfeng, right?"

"Yep."

Dean Qingwu was a little surprised at Duan Yao's intelligence, nodded, and said, "Yes. What do you think about this Chen Dongfeng?"

Duan Yao, who understood the opponent's mind, went straight to the point: "The talent is unparalleled, the gift is extraordinary, and the proud son of heaven."

"..." Dean Qingwu was a little taken aback when he heard the three words "heaven".

Duan Yao, as the daughter of the Duan family, what kind of genius has he never seen?The vision must not be ordinary high.

So being able to give such "exaggerated" praise to a peer, naturally proves...

'I, Qingcheng, really gave birth to a super genius? ! '

In the blink of an eye, Dean Qingwu even began to breathe quickly: "Duan...Duan Yao, are you making a serious evaluation?"

"Serious." Duan Yao's voice was steady: "Not only serious, but also conservative."

Dean Qingwu: "..."

He's numb.

I don't know what to say.

I just felt that a meat pie with an area of ​​more than [-] meters was slowly falling towards the top of his head...

"I wanted to fight with him, but it didn't work. He probably was afraid of hurting me after he did it." Seeing that Dean Qingwu was still silent, Duan Yao continued: "But just based on his momentum, he has at least level 0.5. The strength of a warrior."

"0.5..." Dean Qingwu's voice was dry: "Still...or at least?"

"Correct."

"You've only reached adulthood, so... you already have the level of a half-formal warrior?"

"Correct."

"Are you... sure you didn't guess wrong?"

"No." Duan Yao's voice was serious: "Because my uncle 24, aunt 63, sister 0.5, and brother 0.6 all have strengths around 0.5 and [-]. So I am very sensitive to their momentum during this period. Student Chen Dongfeng , there is definitely a level above [-]."

Dean Qingwu: "..."

Duan Yao: "..."

"..."

"..."

After nearly half a minute of silence between the two sides.

Dean Qingwu took a deep breath and clenched the phone with both hands: "Okay, then I understand. Thank you, Duan Yao, for your precious news. Is there anything else you can add?"

"Have."

"Say."

"There seems to be something wrong with this Chen Dongfeng's mental state." Duan Yao thought.

"What's wrong?" Dean Qingwu squinted his eyes, and carefully recalled the content of the TV interview video: "I also vaguely noticed that his interview answer...was too escaping. But the mental state you said is not right...um...means which aspect?"

Duan Yao: "I can't describe it accurately either. If I have to describe it...he is very similar to that kind of Wu Chi who is depressed to the point of psychosis."

"Martial idiot?!"

"Yes." Duan Yao nodded: "Last night's interview video, you should have watched the edited version. In fact, during the interview yesterday, Chen Dongfeng also said a sentence at the end of the program. This sentence was cut by the program team .”

"What did he say?" Dean Qingwu subconsciously stood up.

"The general meaning is: no matter who fights with him, he will kill him."

"...His strength of level 0.5 will kill him? Then... Doesn't that mean that any candidate below level 0.2 will be killed by one move?!"

"That's right." Duan Yao continued to nod: "And I don't think he's talking nonsense. That night, when I invited him to compete, his eyes..."

After a slight pause, Duan Yao sorted out his words for a while, and tried to describe: "His eyes are full of violence. It seems that the power in his body... um... can't be used normally. Instead, he has been suppressed by some kind of 'constraint', wanting to Released, but nowhere to vent."

"So..." Dean Qingwu hesitated: "The martial arts test arena..."

Duan Yao: "Yes. The martial arts test arena is the best place to vent."

"...Then I understand." Dean Qingwu said with a serious expression, "I'm going to arrange the matches now, and I can't let him meet ordinary candidates."

"Yes." Duan Yao agreed: "Ordinary candidates will really be beaten to death by Chen Dongfeng. You have to arrange for him a strong opponent, at least level 0.3 or above. At least one round will only hurt, not It will be fatal. The invigilator can be saved in time."

"I will arrange it. Duan Yao, thank you for the information you provided."

"You're welcome."

"Finally, Qingcheng Wuyuan welcomes you."

"My pleasure."

……

"Aqiu!"

In the optical shop, Chen Sanke sneezed loudly.The force was so fierce that her whole body was tilted and she almost fell to the ground.

After stabilizing her center of gravity, she was stunned for a moment, looking around: "Why does it feel like someone is plotting against me behind my back?"

After observing for a while, I found that there was no one else in the store except her brother and the salesperson in the distance.Only then did the girl regain her senses, took out a roll of toilet paper from the pocket of the purple sweater, and wiped her nose.

Then, looking at Chen Dongfeng, he urged: "Have you chosen the color? It's getting dark."

"It's not just about the color." Chen Dongfeng waved his hand: "The style is too vulgar. The grade is too low."

Chen Sanke: "You just test your combat power, and you don't have to buy it. What does it have to do with you whether it's vulgar or not?"

"Wearing it on my face will affect my temperament. It doesn't matter." Chen Dongfeng frowned.

"...OK." Looking at Chen Dongfeng blankly for a while, Chen Sanke turned around and shouted: "Waiter, bring me a high-end pair of glasses."

"Ah...Okay! Wait a minute." The salesman, who was watching dramas at the counter, poked his head, glanced at Chen Sanke, and quickly took out a brand of glasses from the glass counter under him.

Running in three steps at the same time, I came to the two brothers and sisters and talked eloquently: "The latest model of the Laizi brand this year integrates the multi-level terrain detection function of the National Academy of Sciences, and it is specially designed for the proud son of our country - Yi Bahuang. The manufactured model. It is also the same model worn by Yi Bahuang..."

"Did Yi Bahuang wear it before?" Chen Dongfeng reached out subconsciously, and took the pair of dark black high-end glasses.

Yi Bahuang was famous all over the world when he was young.

Before the martial arts test, he had already reached the level of a formal warrior of level 1!

Belonging to the number one genius recognized by the entire martial arts world...

"Yi Bahuang used to wear it..." Chen Dongfeng casually threw it back to the salesman, disdainfully: "I'm not qualified to wear it."

Seller:"……"

Chen Sanke: "..."

……

(End of this chapter)