The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game Chapter 36

  Chapter 36 This beep seems a bit handsome

   "The freshman match is held on time?!"

  When the class was drawing to a close and Teacher Morris suddenly announced the news in the class, everyone was stunned.

  In fact, the students here have already learned about the news of the freshman competition through their own channels after entering the academy, and some of them think highly of themselves and are preparing to try it, and want to use their status as freshmen to drag the old students out of the horse.

  But after the riots in the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers happened two days ago, almost all the freshmen honestly gave up this idea.

  Because they have just come into contact with the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, the attraction brought by the endless mysterious knowledge makes them unable to extricate themselves. Almost all freshmen completely abandon social activities in their spare time, and plunge into the sea of ​​knowledge, wandering wantonly.

   Then, they encountered an unprecedented waterspout.

   Then, the whole army was wiped out.

  Under such circumstances, it is impossible for anyone to raise their confidence and want to touch the old students.

  We haven't even started to learn, and we have only grasped the surface of what we have learned. How can we compare with the old students who have been in contact with others for a year?

  The rest of the time is about three weeks, and it will take one week for them to recover. Take it head on!

  After the freshman group had an accident, the debate in the academy on whether to postpone the freshman match was polarized.

  The deferment faction, represented by freshmen, strongly demands that the college treat students equally and not exclude freshmen from the tradition.

  The maintenance faction on the side of the old students collectively applied to the college to maintain the original time to start the game.

  You have reasons for being new, and there are reasons for old people, and it's even more simple and rude.

   "You freshmen are here to be beaten, are you all the same?"

   "Are you angry? Isn't the purpose of the freshman competition for first-year students achieved? Why are you pushing?"

   "You don't really think that you can get a high ranking if you give us a month or two more?"

  Compared to the old students of the two grades, the first-year freshmen are still too immature.

  Whether it is the right to speak or public opinion, they cannot compete with each other.

   Freshmen are so angry!

  Outside, they can use their family background to overwhelm their opponents, but in the academy, who will accept this?

  Who doesn't have many fathers and lords with titles?

  Is your father's authority greater than mine? !

   And when Mr. Morris announced in the class that the freshman competition will be held at the original time, all the students withered instantly.

  They know that their struggles may be futile, but when the facts are in front of them, these thirteen and fourteen-year-old teenagers still find it hard to accept.

   "Don't be sad, everyone." Teacher Morris clenched his fists, "When we reach the second grade, we will give back everything they gave us!"

  Someone weakly raised his hand and asked, "The third graders, let them run away?"

  Ms. Morris really wanted to tell them that there would be a final exam that the whole college would take part in collectively, but that kind of exam was a scuffle between the five departments, not a confrontation between grades.

   "Ahem." Morris reluctantly changed the subject, "Anyway, during this period of time, I suggest you watch the battle."

   "Don't be afraid of ridicule, that kind of pressure is too small compared to what you have encountered after leaving the academy. It will be of great benefit to you as a driving force for your progress."

   "Of course, you don't have to go, just treat it as a small vacation to relieve your depressed mood."

   Morris spread his hands and looked around: "It's up to you to choose."

   There was no sound in the classroom.

  Everyone has a lot of thoughts in their hearts, but they don't know where to start.

  Until a slight call broke the calm.

  Lin En raised his hand slowly: "Teacher, are there only two options, watching the game or going on vacation?"

  As soon as these words came out, the impact in the classroom was far more eye-catching than the nightclub girls stripping in public.

  At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in the center of the classroom, and they were full of surprise.

  In addition to watching the game and taking a holiday, we have no choice, right?

   Could it be that you survived the sea tornado that could completely destroy a country?

  Compared with the students, Morris's emotions are obviously better controlled, but his dry voice still reveals his disbelief.

   "You mean you want to participate?"

   Lynn nodded.

   Morris asked: "You were not affected by the waterspout?!"

   Lynn shook his head, without answering the specific reason.

   Actually, I am embarrassed to explain.

   After all, no one knows better than him what caused this incident.

  The cause is because of him, the process is because of him, and in the end only he is left.

  In this case, even Lynn was a little embarrassed.

  Although it is said that one general will be successful, but it is a necessary process for the growth of a general, and this disaster is obviously unnecessary.

Lin En originally wanted to let the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers create a small sea dragon, and train without affecting others, but because of the difference in size, his "smallness" and the "smallness" of the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers, Something is different.

  Lin En's smallness is a smallness that only affects him personally; and the smallness of the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

   Well, compared to its consideration, even a seaspout at the level of destroying the country can only be regarded as a small skill.

  In general, there is a communication problem.

  But since things have already happened, there is no need to think about it.

  Because although this incident had an impact, it was not that great.

  In fact, they also know that even if they participate in the competition, it is basically impossible to beat the old students. The resentment of the students is only reflected in the fact that the college did not treat everyone "equally" according to their requirements.

  After all, these freshmen are still thirteen or fourteen-year-olds. When they find out that the world does not revolve around them, they will inevitably feel a little emotional.

   It's just that Lynn's embarrassing silence fell into the eyes of other peers, but it changed.

   "How could anyone survive such a country-destroying disaster? I don't believe it!"

   "I don't believe it either."

   "He didn't give a reason. I guess it's because he didn't want to work hard at all, and he didn't even enter the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, right?"

   Morris frowned slightly when he heard the thin yelling from below.

  He doesn't know anything about Lynn, but he doesn't think Lynn is a person who doesn't work hard.

   Raising his hand slightly to stop the noise below, Morris said softly, "Since this is your choice, I have no reason to stop you."

   "Don't worry, I will help you report your name."

   "At that time, if you have any questions, you can also ask me." He smiled, "I will try my best to help you answer."

   Lynn thanked softly.

  【Good teacher, this is it. 】

  【After all, it is the hope of the whole village, help more or less. 】

  【Morris's path has widened, unlike those behind.】

  【That is, although we don't know what happened in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, Lynn didn't look very good when he came out. 】

  【There is no easy way to grow up. 】

  【Also said that Lin En didn't work hard and slandered my Enbao, hateful, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.】

  【Don't bully the young to be poor, don't bully the middle-aged to be poor, don't bully the old to be poor, the dead are the greatest! 】

  Ling En looked at the exchange of bullet screens, smiled and shook his head, then stood up and left the classroom amidst the questioning eyes.

"Snapped-"

  Alisa closed the book, turned her head to look at the boy's back hidden in the shadows.

  Although she didn't know why the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers rioted or why Lynn was in it, most people seldom cared about these things.

  What people value is only the result.

   And the result is already here.

  —Others could only be spectators, only he became the only contestant.

   "Perhaps, we can raise the quality a little bit."

   The character card is already up, if you have nothing to do, you can compare your hearts~

  (end of this chapter)

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