This Curse Is Just Awesome

　　 While Chen Yu and the principal were cherishing each other, a group of people walked into the No. 7 Middle School waiting area.

　　Among these people, there are officials wearing white shirts, journalists holding video cameras, and admissions officers from various prestigious universities.

　　 Seeing them, the principal of No. 7 Middle School hurriedly got up and shook hands with the headed officials: "Hello, are you here to look for classmate Chen Yu from'our No. 7 Middle School'?"

　　 On the four words "our seventh middle school", the principal emphasized the tone.

　　 "Yes." The white shirt official nodded, and then turned his body sideways: "But we are not in a hurry. Let others come first."

　　 When the words fell, several strong men "rushed" over, and even the reporters squeezed away.

　　 "Hello, Chen Yu! I'm from the admissions office of Tsinghua University, my surname is Qing."

　　 "Hello, hello, I am from the admissions office of Beijing University, my surname is Jing!"

　　 "Chen Yu, introduce yourself. I'm from Kainan University. Just call me Xiaokai."

　　 "I'm from Bingcheng Polytechnic. We've seen it before."

　　 "Chen Yu, are you interested in coming to Magic City..."

　　 Everyone was chattering, hearing Chen Yu's head hurt, immediately got up and said: "It's all quiet, say one by one."

　　 Bingcheng Polytechnic’s admissions staff was the first to speak: "Chen Yu, then let me talk about..."

　　 "Except for Tsinghua University and Beijing University, don't talk about other schools."

　　 Everyone: "..."

　　 Chen Yu waved his hand: "When I take the college entrance examination in my next life, I will definitely consider you first."

　　 Everyone: "..."

　　 Kainan University did not give up: "Should we leave a contact information to discuss in detail?"

　　 Chen Yu shook his head: "I really want to stay, then you can leave a business card, if I have other ideas, I will contact you."

　　The representatives of the schools looked at each other for a moment, but they had no choice but to leave a business card.

　　 "Don't you consider considering other outstanding students in our school?" the principal of No. 7 Middle School asked.

　　 The public schools hand over: "Farewell!"

　　Principal: "……"

　　 "Xianzhanren" are gone, only representatives from Tsinghua and Beijing are left.

　　 But the spirit of the two did not relax at all.

　　 In their eyes, the only real opponents are each other.

　　 Chen Yu sat back in the chair and took a sip of Gatorade: "Which one of you will say first?"

　　 Tsinghua: "Let me talk first."

　　 Jingcheng: "Let me talk first!"

　　 Tsinghua: "Why do you say it first?"

　　 Jingcheng: "Why should I say later?"

　　 Tsinghua: "Want to fight again?"

　　 Jingcheng: "Come on! Let's talk about a fight!"

　　 Chen Yu: "Don't bother you."

He beckoned and asked the dean to take the drink away. Chen Yu raised his legs and compared the money check gesture vaguely, and said, "I am a very practical person. Whoever has good conditions, who I will go with. You apply to the superior Click, and then come to me again, okay?"

　　 Actually, there is only one school he wants to go to, and that is Beijing University.

　　 But in order to get more benefits, this "drama" must be performed for a while.

　　 The two sides looked at each other, and Tsinghua took the lead to speak: "Then let's add a WeChat and talk later."

　　 Beijing representative nodded: "Yes, add a WeChat. We are eager to be talented in Beijing University. We are the most sincere and will definitely satisfy you."

　　 "No need to add WeChat, my phone was taken away by the government, and I can't remember the WeChat ID you gave, just like other schools, just leave me a business card."

　　 Qingfang: "It doesn't matter, just tell me your WeChat ID. I have a good memory."

　　 Kyofu: "Yes, you say, I remember."

　　Chen Yu: "JS∑(っ°Д°;)っ3UC5n17*%￥@ "嘟嘟336Σàぬ3Hjたвч?φ嗝(*?ω?)?╰ひ╯"

　　 Everyone: "..."

　　 Chen Yu: "Did you write it down?"

　　 The representative of Beijing University saw sweat on his forehead: "Chen...Chen Yu, you don’t look like a WeChat account..."

　　 The representative of Tsinghua University gasped for breath: "Can you repeat it again, please?"

　　 Chen Yu frowned: "You Tsinghua, you are not so good, too serious. Isn't this embarrassing people?"

　　 Tsinghua: "...just kidding, we wrote it down, and I'll add you back."

　　 Jingcheng: "We also wrote it down."

　　 Chen Yu: "Then you repeat it."

　　 "……"

　　……

　　 The third batch of martial arts tests at the college entrance examination site began.

　　 But Chen Yu's name did not appear.

　　 In order to allow candidates to have sufficient rest time, each person must be separated from each battle by at least one hour.

　　 While the No. 7 Middle School is in the war zone, Chen Yu's "work" is still going on.

When the enrollment staff were all gone, the reporter stepped forward, showed his credentials, and then said: "Chen Yu, I am a reporter for the CCTV college entrance examination, and I want to interview you for half an hour tonight. Yes. ?"

　　 "Interview?" Chen Yu was pleasantly surprised: "Of course, I'm happy to...Wait, you interview me, do you say good things or bad things?"

　　 "It must be from the aspect of praise! You are so good."

　　 "Oh, then you go, go far."

　　Reporter: "?"

　　 "Quick! Leave now! Don't force me to beat people!"

　　 The reporter was dumbfounded: "You...you... are you crazy?"

　　 Pushing away the reporter, Chen Yu looked at the remaining officials: "It's you in the end, why are you looking for me?"

　　 The leading official looked back at the reporter who had left, cursing, and wondering: "Why did you refuse to interview? This is a good thing."

　　 "Anything that is good is nothing good for me. Let's talk, what the **** is it with you."

After hesitating for a while, the official said: "We are from the Qingcheng Education Bureau, and the next two are colleagues from the Gaokao Group and the Supervision Group. We mainly want to know what martial skill was in the battle with Chen Kaizi just now... Ok……"

　　 "It's called 5G-Northeast Secret Art-you are here to pretend NM with me." Chen Yu reminded.

　　 aside, the dean turned his head awkwardly and couldn't bear to listen anymore.

　　 "...Yes." The official wiped his sweat: "Just...this is the trick~www.ltnovel.com~ Did you use energy at that time?"

　　 "No." Chen Yu spread his hands: "Everyone has seen it. When I took the gift box leg, I didn't use my energy."

　　 "I haven't used a trace?"

　　 "No trace."

　　 "Then your physique should be different from ordinary people?" the official asked solemnly.

　　 Behind him, the two officials also took out a tablet to record.

　　 "Of course there is something different from ordinary people." Chen Yu stood up and made an invitation: "If you don't believe me, you can have a urine test with me."

　　 "This...this is not necessary. If possible, let us go to the indoor fitness area to measure our overall physical fitness."

　　 "No problem. I'm just afraid of delaying the next game."

　　 "No. We guarantee that during this period the college entrance examination team will not choose you to play."

　　 "That's fine, let's go."

　　 Nodded with the principal, Chen Yu followed the officials to the fitness area.

　　 This was all in his expectation.

　　 An ordinary kick can kick a 0.9-level martial artist, and it is impossible for the government and college entrance examination team to sit still.

　　……

　　 Five minutes later, everyone came to the destination.

　　 I saw rows of measuring instruments surrounded by men and women.

　　 Doctors in white coats, researchers in uniforms, examiners for college entrance examinations, police officers with live ammunition, admissions officers from Tsinghua University and Beijing University, and even the mayor of Qingcheng City.

　　 A pair of eyes full of "inquiry", all staring at him closely.

　　 "Kaka..."

　　 gently moved the joints of his hands, and Chen Yu sneered secretly.

　　 Today, he is going to smash the three views of everyone on the scene!

　　 show how powerful a warrior who is less than level 1 can be...

　　……