Gao Wu: I can see future news

Sitting on the co-pilot of Huang Chao's car, it is not difficult for Zhou Xiaojun to see that Huang Chao's face is very ugly now.

Even, from time to time, glanced at him, quite a bit of 'hate iron is not steel'.

Two minutes later, the car stopped downstairs in the Academic Affairs Office building.

After Huang Chao turned off the car, he returned

Zhou Xiaojun's two documents to Zhou Xiaojun, "These two documents, you can destroy them immediately!" "I shouldn't have seen them

!" "Otherwise, if you kid goes in again, it won't be as simple as squatting for a year

!" "At least thirty years to start!"

External consultant certificate of the Military Inspectorate Bureau.

He just thought about it, he felt his scalp numb, how could someone be so bold and forge these two kinds of documents!

Zhou Xiaojun was a little helpless, "Director, my two documents are not fake.

"Hmph

!" Huang

Chao smiled coldly, "Zhou Xiaojun, you really don't see the coffin and don't shed tears!"

"Your details, others don't know, don't I still know?" "

A year ago, before you entered, you weren't even a quasi-martial artist... Now, in only one year, can you become a martial artist, moreover, you are still a martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Realm!" Huang

Chao said later, looking at Zhou Xiaojun's gaze with a deep disappointment.

"Director.

Zhou Xiaojun shook his head and said, "I didn't go forward in one year, I went forward in ten months." "

One year and ten months, the difference is a full two months

, how can they be confused?

and Huang Chao, hearing Zhou Xiaojun's words, was also stunned.

After thinking about it, he suddenly slapped his thigh, "Yes... It's only April, and June is still two months away!"

"You went to jail the day before the college entrance examination last June. Thinking

of this, Huang Chao looked at Zhou Xiaojun with a bit of doubt in his eyes, "It stands to reason that a one-year sentence cannot be reduced by performance

..." "Why did you come out early?" Faced with Huang Chao's inquiry, Zhou Xiaojun picked up the martial artist certificate and shook it in front of Huang Chao, "Become a martial artist, won't you come out?" "You..." Huang Chao took the martial artist card from Zhou Xiaojun's

hand and

carefully looked up and down, left and right," If this is the early Yellow Realm martial artist certificate, I will believe your words.

"But this is the mid-Yellow Realm martial artist certificate!" "I don't know how much difference between the early Yellow Realm martial artist and the mid-Yellow Realm martial artist is?"

Zhou Xiaojun smiled slightly, "Director, haven't you heard of it... Some people, who have

just become martial artists, their strength is close to the middle of the Yellow Realm, and they can even step directly into the middle of the Yellow Realm!" "Previously, Zhou Xiaojun had only heard that some people had good talent, and those who had just become martial artists had the strength close to the middle Yellow Realm martial artists.

And just last night, he used his mobile phone to surf the Internet, searched on the Internet, and learned that there were a few people, all like him, who had just become martial artists, that is, martial artists in the middle of the Yellow Realm!

In addition, these people are said to have ancestors who have Earth Realm powerhouses, and have inherited the bloodline talent of Earth Realm powerhouses...

As Zhou Xiaojun's words fell, Huang Chao also thought of something in time.

A martial artist who has just become a martial artist is a martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Realm.

It's not impossible.

However, who is not the descendant of a martial artist family with such a talent

?

"Could it be... Zhou Xiaojun's ancestors have been strong, but in recent generations have declined?"

Huang Chao could only think so.

"These two documents, really didn't you forge them?"

asked Huang Chao again.

"Director, even if you give me a hundred guts, I don't dare to forge these two documents... I'm not even twenty years old now, is it necessary to do this kind of thing that will be sentenced to thirty years in prison?"

"

No. 1 Middle School is a public school, so it's not difficult for you, as the director of education, to make a phone call to confirm the authenticity of the student's martial artist certificate, right?"

said Zhou Xiaojun.

Huang Chao suddenly wondered, how could he forget this?

Because he still didn't believe it, so after he took Zhou Xiaojun back to his office, he immediately dialed the phone number of an acquaintance over at the Martial Inspectorate Bureau.

The other party happened to work in the archives of the Warrior Inspection Bureau.

After inquiring and confirming that Zhou Xiaojun's martial artist certificate was genuine, his eyes widened.

"Director Huang, your Jinyang No. 1 Middle School is going to be in the limelight this year..."

"For martial artists candidates in the middle of the Yellow Realm, if the average score of cultural subjects reaches the passing line, the famous school of Wuhan University will have no problem at all. If you have excellent results in the cultural subject, you may be able to be able to God Capital Wuda and Magic Capital Wu University.

"Jinyang City, but for more than ten years, there has not been a high-quality student of God Capital Wuda and Demon Capital Wuda. Hearing

the acquaintance's words, Huang Chao came back to his senses, and his face gradually became excited.

In the past few years since he became the director of the Academic Affairs Office, not to mention the imperial capital Wuda and the magic capital Wuda, Jinyang No. 1 Middle School, not even a single one was admitted to the famous school of Wuhan University.

Zhou Xiaojun's cultural achievements, he knows.

As a mid-Yellow Realm martial artist candidate of Zhou Xiaojun, as long as he maintains last year's cultural results, the Imperial Capital Martial University and the Demon Capital Martial University really have great hope!

Xiao Jun, I didn't expect you to really become a mid-Yellow Realm martial artist!" "

Powerful! Awesome!!" "

I'll take you to the principal and ask him to approve a scholarship for you."

"We Jinyang No. 1 Middle School have special scholarships for candidates who become martial artists. Huang

Chao took Xiaojun last week and went directly to the principal's room.

The principal's office is on the top floor of the academic affairs building, above Huang Chao's office.

"Headmaster.

Huang Chao stood at the door of the principal's room, greeting the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk and wearing glasses.

The middle-aged man looks slightly older than Huang Chao, with white sideburns and a pair of glasses, looking like a cultural person.

Hearing Huang Chao's voice, he raised his head and showed a smile on his face:

"Director Huang, is there something wrong with me?"

When

Huang Chao heard this, he walked in with Zhou Xiaojun.

"Huh?"

and the principal of Jinyang No. 1 Middle School, 'Fang Tingsheng', only then noticed Zhou Xiaojun who was following Huang Chao:

"This is...

Zhou Xiaojun?""Wasn't he sentenced to one

year?" "How did he come out early?" "I

was still very impressed by Zhou Xiaojun, a top student in the third year of high school last year, and Fang Tingsheng, the principal.

Zhou Xiaojun's results in cultural subjects alone are not top-notch in the third year of high school in the entire Jinyang No. 1 Middle School.

However, the strength of his martial artist's qi and blood was overwhelming, ahead of everyone in the senior junior martial artist preparatory class.

And the results of cultural subjects, in the martial arts preparatory class, can also rank in the top three.