Awakening the SSS-level sword like fire, shocking the world

The trial is over.

As soon as Meng Fan returned to the Cloud City teleportation place, he heard a loud voice.

“Meng Fan is out!”

“Quick, keep up!”

A dense crowd poured over.

It was a reporter from various media outlets across the province.

They blocked Meng Fan’s way, and one microphone after another scrambled to slash at Meng Fan’s face.

The magnesium light flashed non-stop.

“Classmate Meng Fan, may I ask you for the first place in the province, what do you want to say?”

A reporter was the first to ask.

The reporters held up the microphones and waited expectantly for Meng Fan to speak.

Meng Fan: “…” Journalists

: “…” Meng Fan

: “…”

[***, negative sentiment value +69] [***, negative emotion value +69] [***, negative emotion

value +96]

……

The reporter’s smile gradually disappeared: “Classmate Meng Fan, you said it.”

Meng Fan: “The first time I experienced such an important occasion, I have to think about it.”

“Okay, then please think about it Meng Fan.”

The hands of the reporters holding the microphones relaxed slightly.

After a while, Meng Fan said, “I think about it.” The

reporters were excited, and the microphone went up again.

“For this provincial first, actually… I don’t have much to say. ”

[***, negative sentiment value +199] [****, negative sentiment value +199] [****,

negative sentiment value +299]

….

After the reporter dispersed with scolding, the figures of Wu Deyu and Tang Ruoruo appeared.

“Oh, it seems to be Principal Wu of Cloud City No. 1 Middle School!”

I don’t know which reporter shouted, and the other reporters were like bees, surrounding Principal Wu.

After a while, Wu Deyu’s surroundings were full of microphones.

As the principal, Wu Deyu must pay attention to his words and deeds, and sincerely answer reporters’ questions:

“I uphold the educational policy of our school

…” “Taught Meng Fan hand-to-hand

…” “Baba Abba Abba…” Tang

Ruoruo wore a beige casual suit jacket lined with a white shirt.

Stepping on a low heel, holding a wad of documents, he walked towards Meng Fan.

That top-level beauty instantly attracted the attention of many people.

“Who is that? Meng Fan’s girlfriend?

Some people who did not know Tang Ruoruo’s identity were discussing next to them.

Tang Ruoruo is a teacher at Jingcheng University and comes from a large family.

On weekdays, there is a sense of majesty.

When she heard someone talking, she followed the sound and glared at it.

When those who were discussing saw her cold eyes, their hearts immediately shook, and they did not dare to speak again.

“Classmate Meng Fan, congratulations.”

Tang Ruoruo walked in front of Meng Fan and smiled.

“After you sign this contract, you will be an official student of Jingcheng University.”

“Slow down!”

Suddenly, Zhao Hu and Chen Long of Mizuki University came over.

The two admissions teachers smiled and said

, “Classmate Meng Fan, we are willing to help you pay the default fee of Jingcheng University.”

“In addition, I will give you another 800,000 yuan in signing fees and invite you to join us at Mizuki University.”

“The signing fee is too small.” Meng Fan was embarrassed.

Zhao Hu: “The 850,000, how?” ”

Gotta add.” Meng Fandao.

“Nine hundred thousand!” Zhao Hu said again.

“Deal!” Meng Fan hammered the final word:

“Two teachers, you have to draw up the contract.”

“That’s nature.”

Zhao Hu and Chen Long saw Meng Fan agree, so they quickly took out a contract and filled in “900,000” in the column of the signing fee.

Then, turning to a page, he pointed to the upper lines and said to Meng Fan:

“This is the clause on which we will help you pay the default fee.”

Meng Fan took the contract, flipped through it, and nodded:

“Not bad, I signed it.”

“Meng Fan, you…” Tang

Ruoruo unconsciously bit his lower lip with his shell teeth, remembering his expectations and dedication to Meng Fan, and felt very uncomfortable.

[Tang Ruoruo, negative sentiment value +199]

Zhao Hu and Chen Long were afraid that Jingcheng University would cut off their beards, so they hurriedly took out a signing pen and urged Meng Fan to sign.

Meng Fan took the pen and signed the word “Meng Ritian” on the contract.

[Zhao Hu, negative sentiment value +299] [Chen Long, negative emotion value +299]

Tang Ruoruo froze for a moment, then pursed his lips and held back from smiling.

“Meng Fan, what do you mean by this?”

Zhao Hu’s fat finger pointed at the three words “Meng Ritian” and questioned.

Meng Fan: “Today I got the champion, and I feel that I am a thief.”

“I’ll go to the household registration office to change my name later!”

“Neuropathy…”

Zhao Hu pulled back the contract and walked away with Chen Long scolding.

Go to Zhao Yiqian and sign.

……

Meng Fan signed his name.

Hand the contract to Tang Ruoruo.

Wu Deyu got out of the group of reporters and walked over sweating.

“Meng Fan, do a good job, don’t waste my optimism about you!” Wu Deyu patted Meng Fan’s shoulder.

“Meng Fan!”

At this moment, an angry voice sounded.

Following the sound, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, tall, fierce face, and a beard on his chin walked over.

“Uncle, why are you yelling at me?”

Meng Fan’s domineering look sensed that this middle-aged man was extremely hostile to him.

“He is Zhao Yiqian’s father, Zhao Hong.” Wu Deyu said.

“Oh, it turns out that he is the one who me in the trial.” Meng Fan was clear.

Zhao Hao’s forehead burst out:

“Meng Fan, you dare to hurt my son.”

“He can’t even sign now!”

As he spoke, flames lit up around him, and the temperature around him rose sharply.

The whole person seemed to turn into a burning meteorite and crashed towards Meng Fan!

“Zhao Hong, you can’t be crazy!”

Wu Deyu shouted loudly and released his talent.

A white bear more than two meters tall stepped out of the air, holding its giant claws, and shot towards Zhao Hong!

Tang Ruoruo was concerned about Meng Fan’s safety.

With a slender move, a giant sickle wrapped in thunder and lightning appeared in his palm.

Swung towards Zhao!

“Boom!”

Tang Ruoruo, Wu Deyu, and Zhao Hong are of similar rank.

Zhao Hong was hit by Tang Ruoruo and Wu Deyu, and the whole person immediately flew back.

The flames on his body went out and rolled twice on the ground before stopping.

“Zhao Hong, you hurt people in public, do you want to break the law?” Wu Deyu was afraid that Zhao Hong would attack again and did not reclaim his talent.

Tang Ruoruo also grabbed the Heavenly Thunder Scythe and stared at Zhao Hong.

Meng Fan had Wu Deyu and Tang Ruoruo to protect himself, and mocked:

“I set a wildfire casually.”

“Just burned Zhao Yigan, who has pure fire talent and has SSS-level qualifications.”

“I also didn’t expect that the pure fire talent passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family would be so rubbish!”

“tui！”

[Zhao Hong, negative emotional value +999]

Lie in the groove!

This negative sentiment value!

It seems that Zhao Hong really hates himself.

There is so much movement over here.

Reporters have long gathered around.

The photographer shot wildly at Zhao Hong, who got up from the ground and had a gray face.

The reporters all figured out the title.

Astound! The head of the Zhao family in Yuncheng made a move against the provincial champion, and he was actually beaten down.