I am not a trainer

Saturday, June 10.

The places for the top eight have all been decided.

There is only one day left before the start of the quarter-finals.

The competition is in full swing, and the attention of the rookie king competition is getting higher and higher every day than yesterday.

All the famous schools have lost their composure, and have sent admissions teachers all the way to Jindu, preparing to bring one or two good candidates back to the school's fighting department.

The Rookie King Competition is held once a year, and it is held jointly by multiple regions, so the gold content of the top eight contestants is comparable to that of the city's number one scholar.

The relatively well-known schools in the Southwest Division include Jindu University, Shandu University, and Yundu University.

Many school commissioners have noticed the pairing of Luo He and Xiao Jiu.

There was even a commissioner from Yundu University who went directly to the Players Hotel and asked to meet President Liang of the Cangcheng Association.

Chairman Liang graduated from Yundu University, so it is difficult to refuse the request from his alma mater.

So after obtaining Luo He's consent, he took him to meet with the admissions teacher of Yundu University.

Hotel, reception room.

The teacher dressed in a black suit, carrying a briefcase, greeted President Liang first, then shook hands with Luo He and said:

"Hello, Luo He, I'm Mr. Wang Zitang, the Admissions Office of Yundu University."

Prince of Admissions Office?

So, you're good at recruiting.

Luo He shook hands and said, "Hello, Teacher Tang."

Wang Zitang took it for granted, and said, "My surname is Wang, and my name is Zitang."

Luo He suddenly realized.

I said, the Prince of Admissions Office, how could someone use such a hateful name!

'Prince of Admissions Office' said:

"I have heard about your outstanding performance in the arena for a long time, so I came here specially to see you today."

He was obviously much older than Luo He, but the attitude of the admissions teacher was particularly respectful, showing respect for the top eight contestants.

Luo He didn't expect that he had already attracted a lot of attention just because he was only the top eight players in the rookie competition.

On second thought, the newcomer competition in the Southwest Division has a status comparable to that of the "local joint entrance examination".

Naturally, it is understandable that prestigious schools want to recruit top-ranked students.

Luo He pondered: "Teacher Tang, is there any benefit for us to enroll here?"

Mr. Wang Zitang hesitated for a while, but did not refute, and continued:

"To put it simply, Yunda majors are up to you to choose. There will be school awards and alliance scholarships every year. While preparing teachers for you individually, Yunda will also provide enough resources for your pet beasts to rise to the lower leadership level. And a one-time 500,000 entrance scholarship."

These conditions are solid and generous, and Chairman Liang next to him is very excited.

When I was studying in Yunda, I was just an ordinary student.

How could it be like Luo He, who not only alarmed the admissions office, but also made them voluntarily offer such generous conditions.

Luo He opened his mouth and came: "No way, Shandu University has offered a one million scholarship, why are you only half a million?"

Chairman Liang froze for a moment.

When did Shandu University send someone to meet Luo He, why didn't I know?

Teacher Wang Zitang was also taken aback, realizing that he might be a step late.

Immediately, Wang Zitang played his hometown card and said sincerely:

"Just don't worry, Luo He, you are from Yunling, and Yunda can't do without you if other universities can offer you!"

Luo He thought for a while, and borrowed the words of the interviewer, saying:

"I can't give you a definite answer for a while, so, can you wait for my call when you go back?"

Wang Zitang was still wondering how the people in the Admissions Office of Shandu University have a more sensitive sense of smell than me, the 'Prince of Admissions'.

Now, seeing that Luo He is still hesitating, Wang Zitang didn't force it, and smiled:

"Of course no problem, we will always wait for your news."

Chairman Liang was listening, feeling a little sad.

Back then, I worked so hard to get into Yunda University, but now Yunda is trying my best to get Luo He to go to him...

Luo He stood up, shook hands with Prince Tang, and watched him walk out of the conference room and close the door.

"Luo He, when did you meet the admissions teacher of Shandu University?" President Liang asked.

"It's just fooling around, wanting to find out the upper limit of the scholarship." Luo He replied.

"You, you just learned from those old fritters." President Liang smiled helplessly, and said, "Then how are you going to reply to this Teacher Wang?"

Luo He said: "I think it's better to prioritize getting a good ranking, and we'll talk about these things after the competition is over."

President Liang said sternly: "But you have to know that there are limited places for early enrollment and recommendation. If you miss a prestigious school, you will really miss it."

Luo He was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't enroll."

President Liang glanced at Luo He and asked, "Luo He, actually you still want to study?"

Luo He was silent for a moment.

Cook Luo has been busy with cooking all his life, and has never studied seriously, nor experienced university campus life.

Now that someone from the admissions office came, it brought back some memories of Luo He's past.

Seeing that Luo He was depressed, Chairman Liang hurriedly cheered him up and said:

"If you can win the championship, you can choose the major of Imperial University, and don't care what Yunda is doing!"

Luo He was startled, and said, "Isn't Yunda your alma mater?"

"Although it is my alma mater, before the exam results came out, the admissions office always ignored me..."

President Liang recalled some sad past events, and coughed lightly: "Don't talk about these, just go ahead and hit the semi-finals."

"When other admissions teachers come, I will help you record them first, and then you can choose which one you want to see." President Liang said.

Luo He said sincerely: "Thank you, President."

"Well, let's work hard for the quarter-finals tomorrow, and strive to leave no regrets!" President Liang encouraged.

*

the next day.

The quarter-finals of the Rookie King Competition started as scheduled.

The aerial camera hovered over the venue, the major media sat in the front row, and the audience in the stands waved their flags to cheer. The grand occasion was like a small college entrance examination.

In the auditorium, Fu Ming was dressed in a gray robe and formed a phalanx with the students from the Huowei Dojo.

"Little Master, come on!!" Qian Wang said loudly.

Qian Wang's performance was too outstanding, which attracted the attention of the camera master.

On the rostrum, Guo Ao glanced at Qian Wang on the big screen, his hearing was superb, and his eyes showed astonishment.

This man is Mr. Fu Ming's apprentice.

Then who is he referring to as the little uncle?

Could it be Luo He?

"Guo Ao, what's wrong?" President Sun said.

"It's nothing." Guo Ao suppressed his doubts, looked towards the center of the arena, and said in a deep voice, "This is a contest between the seeded players and the dark horse."

Jin Hong, 18 years old, the only son of Master Jin of the Mori Illusion Dojo, contracted a mid-level extraordinary fog demon, proficient in illusion and assassination tactics.

His performance in the audition was similar to Luo He's, he killed his opponents instantly, and because of his background in the dojo, he was regarded by the media as a strong contender for the championship.

Due to Jin Hong's sophisticated techniques and treacherous tactics, his popularity is not very high, but his strength should not be underestimated.

on the field.

Luo He looked at a taciturn young man in front of him, and nodded slightly.

Jin Hong nodded back, a cluster of competitive spirit flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The referee Wu Pei looked around the two and held up the flag: "Please summon the beast!"

Two summoning arrays of light emerged.

Xiao Jiu prostrated herself on all fours, looked at the mist monster who was hard to distinguish in the front and looked like a wisp of gray fog as a whole, and tilted her head: "Huh?"

It should not be eaten, right?

"The battle begins!!" Wu Pei gave an order.

In an instant, the mist demon released a thick fog that obscured the sky and covered the entire venue.

Intermediate moves, dense fog!

On the rostrum, Master Liu nodded slightly, and said, "The area of ​​the dense fog is extraordinary."

Master Jin's son, indeed has something extraordinary... Guo Ao's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice:

"The line of sight of the trainers on both sides will also be obstructed, making it difficult to make valuable judgments."

"So..." Guo Ao looked at the venue: "We can only rely on the nine-section wolf in the fog."

In thick fog.

Xiao Jiu stuck out her tongue.

Intermediate moves, breath detection!

Suddenly, Xiao Jiu's eyes were fixed, and she looked somewhere: "Oh!"

Got you!

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