This Curse Is Just Awesome

　　 "I don't know what 2077 is."

　　 The principal of No. 7 Middle School looked serious: "I just want to know where you are from."

　　 Chen Yu: "I come from the second middle school."

　　Principal: "Then you still have to go back to No. 2 Middle School? Come to our No. 7 Middle School, what do you do in the war zone."

　　 "Principal." Chen Kaizi on the side leaned close to the principal of No. 7 Middle School and said, "He is a transfer student from No. 2 Middle School, and he is in the same class as me."

　　 "Transfer students?" The principal was taken aback: "He was promoted?"

　　 Chen Kaizi laughed: "How can a transfer student who was eliminated by the second middle school get promoted..."

　　 Chen Yu: "I have advanced."

　　Chen Kaizi: "……"

　　 Chen Yu pointed to the rostrum not far away: "If you don't believe me, just ask the examiner."

　　 "Um..." The principal lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand: "But why isn't your name on it? Didn't you tell your head teacher?"

　　 "I told her. Not only did I tell, I wish her a long life."

　　 "Then why didn't she report your name?"

"I don't know about that." Chen Yu said, "I'm a transfer student, and the head teacher has never liked me very much. When I was on the bus, I rushed to the roof of the car. He attacked me with words from time to time. I can’t say a word, who is often confused."

　　Chen Kaizi: "……"

　　 "Making a fool!" The principal was furious: "Making a fool! What happened to the transfer student? The transfer student should be discriminated against? It's too shameful!"

　　 "Don't be like this, principal." Chen Yu persuaded: "In addition to dislike me, criticize me, and discriminate against me, my head teacher is still very good to me."

　　Chen Kaizi: "……"

Dean:"……"

　　 Suppressing his anger, the principal of No. 7 Middle School said irritably: "Old Liu, after the college entrance examination is over, let his head teacher come to my office."

　　 "Okay...Okay." The instructor nodded repeatedly.

　　 "Since you are also a promoted student, just sit down. I'll stand." Pat Chen Yu on the shoulder, and the principal waved his hand: "Sit down, continue to rest, and save energy."

　　……

　　 Time, slowly passing by.

　　 With the anticipation of more than 60,000 spectators, the ring competition finally began.

　　 On the big screen hanging, the list of the first batch of matches was displayed.

　　 Chen Yu in the seat opened his glasses and saw that there was no name on the screen, so he closed it again and enjoyed a professional massage.

　　 Then, within a few minutes, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became warm.

　　 The five teams have already started.

　　 Because loudspeakers were installed on each arena, the roaring sound of the candidates was not covered by the cheers of the audience.

　　 Chen Yu straightened up, opened his eyes and observed for a while.

　　 found that every move of the candidates on the ring is going all out, pointing to the other side's vitals. The intensity of the confrontation has increased by how many levels compared to the sea elections.

　　 This is the college entrance examination in his memory...

　　 "Come on!"

　　 "咚咚咚!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 "咚咚咚......"

　　 In the auditorium, there was once again a mighty drum.

　　 The adrenaline of the candidates soared, once again speeding up the battle rhythm.

　　 After a short while, all five arenas were divided.

　　 One of the losers in the 3rd ring was seriously injured. He was lifted by the medical staff and sent away for rescue.

　　 "Wow, la la la..."

　　 There was sudden applause on the scene, and it lasted for a long time...

　　 The four medical staff carried the wounded. When passing by the No. 7 Middle School and waiting for the war zone, the dean of education inevitably boiled with emotion and said: "The best scar of a man is the one left after a serious injury."

　　 Chen Yu suspiciously: "A man's best scar, shouldn't it be the one left after cutting the foreskin?"

　　 A medical staff staggered and fell directly to the ground. Throw the injured candidate two meters away.

Dean:"……"

　　Principal: "……"

　　 Everyone present: "..."

　　 "Puff." The wounded spit out a mouthful of blood...

　　 "You... don't talk nonsense!" The doctor who fell hurriedly got up, glared at Chen Yu, and then carried the injured candidate back to the stretcher: "How is it? Is it okay?"

　　The injured candidate clutched his chest and struggled: "It hurts... It hurts..."

　　 "I will give you anesthetics right away, and operate immediately."

　　 "That...that..." The candidate stretched out his hand: "Then I will...cut the foreskin by the way..."

　　 Everyone: "..."

　　……

　　The first batch of competitions is over.

　　 The staff came to the stage to clean up the traces.

　　 On the big screen, the list of the second batch of candidates was also displayed.

　　 [The second batch of the first round of the arena:]

　　【No. 1 Ring: Third Middle School (***) vs. Third Middle School (**)】

　　【No. 2 Ring: Nine Middle School (**) vs. Nine Middle School (**)】

　　【No. 3 Ring: One Middle School (***) vs. Sixth Middle School (***)】

　　【No. 4 Ring: No. 7 Middle School (Chen Kaizi) vs. No. 7 Middle School (Chen Yu)】

　　【No. 5 Ring: No. 1 Middle School (**) vs. No. 1 Middle School (***)】

　　 "It's our turn."

　　 Seeing the name on the giant screen, the principal was stunned. He turned to look at both Chen Yu and Chen Kaizi: "You both get up."

　　 The two got up and looked at each other subconsciously.

　　 Chen Kaizi frowned slightly.

　　 With his status in the Seventh Middle School, he has never actually seen Chen Yu once.

　　 In his mind, that is a low-level person. And he will always be two worlds.

　　 But unexpectedly, this "low-level person" has also been promoted, and he is still eligible to play against him...

　　"The world is getting more and more miraculous~www.ltnovel.com~Chen Kaizi curled his lips, took off his coat, revealing a whole body of tendons.

　　As a descendant of a family of martial arts, he is not an ordinary student.

　　 If the literary test is not ranked according to the level of strength, he is confident that he can reach the top 20 in Qingcheng and become a seeded player.

　　‘Let’s let that silly* principal see how I made it into the official tournament...’

　　 At this point of thought, Chen Kaizi took a step and was about to go to the ring.

　　 "Wait a minute!" The principal of No. 7 Middle School stopped him: "I haven't arranged tactics yet."

　　 "What tactics?" Chen Kaizi stopped and looked back at Chen Yu: "Use tactics to fight him?"

　　 Chen Yu: "……"

　　 "Forgot what I said?" The principal gestured with both hands: "The difference between the strength of the two sides is too large, and you must admit defeat. It can prevent one side from being injured, but also without losing the other's physical strength."

　　 Talking, the principal asked Chen Kaizi: "What is your energetic level?"

　　 Chen Kaizi replied: "0.9."

　　 "Where are you?" The principal turned his head and asked again.

　　 Chen Yu replied: "0.7."

　　 "The weaker admits defeat, understand?" The principal patted Chen Yu on the shoulder again.

　　 "Understood. The weaker admits defeat, very reasonable, very good tactical arrangement." Chen Yu nodded and smiled at Chen Kaizi.

　　 "Whatever you want." Chen Kaizi continued to step forward, leaving the waiting zone and stepping onto the 4th ring.

　　 "Then I'm on it too." After moving his lower joints, Chen Yu followed into the ring.

　　 "Also! Don't give up at the beginning!" The principal yelled: "Drag for a while, wait until others are hitting halfway, and then give up when there is not much audience attention."

　　 "I see." Chen Yu waved his hand: "You can trust me Chen Yu."

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