The scene of the French competition.
In the area where Ziyun High School is located.
Le Mulan's forehead was full of dense beads of sweat.
At this moment, she had completed the fourth mana shock, and the mass of mana that had been repeatedly ravaged seemed to have turned into a white fog, floating and sinking in her dantian, floating uncertainly, and becoming more and more difficult to control.
"3 times, 3 more times will be successful."
……
Song Hailong's breathing became more and more heavy.
A vast mana was like layers of white clouds, rising from his dantian and gradually turning into a whirlpool.
"The last mana shock."
"Sure enough, it was me who won in the end......"
Rumble!
Rumble!
A roar suddenly came from a distance.
Song Hailong's expression changed suddenly.
Someone actually got ahead of him?
No...... No...... He quickly realized something, and his eyes showed surprise: "It's two people, and there are two people faster than me?"
In the distance, Xiong Bufan's palms clasped together, and a trace of white cloud-like mana gushed out from his claws, forming a ball, making him look as if he had grabbed a lively cloud, but this cloud quickly began to dissipate, obviously difficult to last.
But he didn't look at this, but turned his head to look at the other side, in the direction where the roar came from.
"Only one step slower than me? White Dragon High School, or Ziyun High School?"
Xiong Bufan looked at the white gas that rose into the sky, condensing like a pillar of clouds, and his eyes showed surprise: "What's going on? It's just a competition, it's faster, everyone is also looking for speed, why is he practicing this body protection Gang Qi so well?"
"This is too pretending!"
In the competition field of Songyang High School.
Zhang Yu's palms were spread out, and a stream of white air gushed out from his palms, drifting straight above his head, like white wolf smoke rising into the sky, attracting more and more people's attention in a blink of an eye.
After Zhang Yu used the fastest speed to practice the Infinite Cloud Hand like swallowing dates, and naturally failed to transform any Qi...... He felt that he had mastered this technique.
Between the thoughts, the qi turned with his heart, and a stream of mana completed seven shocks in a row, turning into vigorous qi gushing out of his palm, and finally formed this scene in front of him.
Looking at this scene, Teacher Yan also clenched his fist excitedly, and then quickly took out his mobile phone and shot in the direction of Zhang Yu.
Teacher Yan thought to himself: "Zhang Yu's talent for controlling mana is so amazing? It seems that the content of the previous mana test did not reflect this at all."
Thinking back to Zhang Yu's increase in mana during this period, she secretly sighed that it was Zhang Yu's improvement in this area that greatly improved the efficiency of breathing.
Bai Zhenzhen looked at this scene and showed emotion, and Lao Huai comforted: "The child has grown up."
After a while, the results of the third level of the French competition also emerged one after another.
Hongta High School's Xiong Bufan ranked first.
Zhang Yu from Songyang High School ranked second.
Song Hailong followed closely behind, becoming the third place.
Le Mulan of Ziyun High School was squeezed to fourth place.
As the third level gradually ended, the total scores of each student's French competition were also released.
Many students looked at the final total score ranking, their expressions were different.
First place, Bailong High School, Song Hailong, total score 290
Second place, Ziyun High School, Le Mulan, total score 287
Third place, Hongta High School, Xiong Bufan, with a total score of 285
The three famous schools still won the top three total score rankings, and there was a huge gap with all the players behind them.
But at this moment, at least the eyes of the vast majority of students in the field did not look at the top three, but focused on the fourth place.
Fourth place, Songyang High School, Zhang Yu, with a total score of 273
Although Songyang High School is also a key high school, it is so abrupt to appear in the top ten at this moment, surrounded by the names of the other three famous schools.
It was as if a gap was forcibly torn open in the originally airtight dark clouds.
"Fourth place, how much is the prize money?"
Zhang Yu looked at the final ranking, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he had already thought about what the prize money for the fourth place in this French competition was.
He himself was already very satisfied with this ranking.
After all, although he is confident that he will definitely surpass these opponents in the future.
But when it comes to his true strength at the moment, he is indeed not as good as the top scholars of the three famous schools for the time being.
He still needs more time to develop.
This time he was able to squeeze into the fourth place, he had to sigh that it was Ah Zhen's manifestation, coupled with Yu Shu's filial piety, of course, the most important thing was his own perseverance.
Qian Shen stared at Zhang Yu, he still clearly remembered that Zhang Yu's monthly exam score was obviously 620 points, which was obviously 6 points lower than him.
But such a 620-point existence is actually ranked together with the high-ranking beings, high castes, and ultimate monsters of the three major high schools with more than 650 points in the French competition? !
"That's true again...... It was the same at the last art exhibition, this Zhang Yu can always perform beyond his own score."
He held his head, his eyes still full of incredulity: "It's like the evaluation system of 700 points in six subjects can no longer perfectly express his degree of evolution."
"This man ......" Qian Shen stared at Zhang Yu, and an idea suddenly surged in his heart that he was surprised by.
"This man who cannot be perfectly expressed with scores may be able to cause another reform of the high school score system in the future, making this evaluation system more perfect."
At this time, He Dayou on the side glanced at Qian Shen who was holding his head and muttering to himself, and said to himself: "What is crazy about this fool?"
He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yu's eyes, unable to suppress the stirring emotions in his heart.
Envy, jealousy...... It is impossible to say without these emotions, especially when everything in front of him happens to the poor man he despises the most.
When he thought of this, He Dayou even felt a hint of regret in his heart.
"He's just a poor ghost after all."
"It's okay...... He's just a poor ghost."
…… In the rest area of Ziyun High School.
The competition coach looked at Le Mulan, Lian Tianji and others in front of him, and suddenly said: "You say, how about we bring that Zhang Yu?"
Obviously, after seeing Zhang Yu's performance, this coach wanted to naturalize Zhang Yu.
Lian Tianji said on the side: "Although Zhang Yu does not have the blood of our Ziyun High School, he does perform well, and I think it is good to pull him over."
The so-called no bloodline is a popular chain of contempt within Ziyun High School.
It generally refers to the origins of Ziyun Nursery, Ziyun Kindergarten, Ziyun Primary School and Ziyun Junior High School.
Among them, from left to right, every additional Ziyun academic qualification is considered to be the purer the 'bloodline'.
Le Mulan on the side asked: "Where is his first and second degrees?"
"I really asked him about this." I practiced Zhang Yu's previous elementary school and junior high school.
Le Mulan's face immediately showed a trace of uncontrollable disgust, the poor people in these two schools were too heavy.
Seeing the change in Le Mulan's expression, Lian Tianji knew that there was no drama, and said to himself: "Then next time I meet Zhang Yu, I guess it will be a competition in a martial arts competition."
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Thinking of this, a trace of anticipation appeared in his heart.
……
In front of the toilet.
As soon as Zhang Yu came out, he was stopped by a man, and the person who came was Han Xingye, the competition coach of White Dragon High School.
"Zhang Yu, come to Bailong High School." Han Xingye stretched out his hand towards Zhang Yu: "It's a pity to stay in Songyang with such talent."
"Although you performed well in this competition, the future will only get farther and farther away from us."
Han Xingye is telling the truth.
Although most of the best students in Songyang City will be divided among the three famous schools, it has been a long time...... There will always be some left behind in other key high schools, even ordinary high schools.
Han Xingye has also seen several high school freshmen who performed well in mana competitions...... students from other high schools.
But I have never seen a sophomore or senior high school perform well in a mana competition...... students from other high schools.
"If you come to Bailong High School, I will definitely help you apply for a contract with good enough conditions."
Zhang Yu suddenly asked: "If I go to Bailong High School, can I take the top ten exams?"
Han Xingye was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yu to ask such a sentence, and he was asked all of a sudden.
The real answer is naturally no, Zhang Yu going to Bailong High School is just an investment project to become Bailong High School.
After all, these achievements related to college entrance examination results and college interviews are gilded projects for the rich, and the poor should not be allowed to occupy the quota.
As for college, you will definitely be able to get into a good university in the future, but it will never be in the top ten.
After all, the conditions of Bailong High School must be better than those of Songyang High School, and Zhang Yu can also get better development here.
It's just the top ten places...... It was never for the poor.
At this moment, Teacher Yan came over, stopped in front of Zhang Yu, and looked at Han Xingye with a wary face: "Teacher Han, what are you talking to my students?"
Regardless of whether Zhang Yu is rich or not, for Teacher Yan, as long as she can get a ranking, that is her teaching achievement.
Han Xingye smiled helplessly, everyone takes students to participate in the competition every year, and he and this teacher Yan can be regarded as acquaintances.
At this moment, the other student's student was caught, and Han Xingye was also a little embarrassed, and immediately said to Zhang Yu: "No matter what, it's better than you stay in Songyang High School...... What is that, right?"
Teacher Yan was angry when he heard this.
What that? Don't think that if you didn't say it, I wouldn't be able to guess those insulting words you used against Songyang High School!
However, thinking of the gap between her own school and Bailong High School, Teacher Yan was really afraid that the other party would continue to say something she couldn't refute, so she had to interrupt: "Okay, this teacher has something to communicate with me, please don't harass our students."
Looking at the departing figures of Teacher Yan and Zhang Yu, Han Xingye shrugged his shoulders and said to himself: "If he is really sober enough, he should choose this side."
"Even if you still can't get into the top ten."
……
"Did you see it?"
"Fourth place! Zhang Yu won the fourth place in the overall score! Do you know the fourth place?"
"Just say how much you plan to invest."
Listening to the sound coming from Bai Zhenzhen's side, Mo Tianyi said helplessly: "Zhenzhen, you don't need to be so excited, I can see ......."
Bai Zhenzhen: "Then why don't you hurry up and make money?! Your boss wasn't so good in his freshman year of high school, right?"
Mo Tianyi: "Of course, the boss has also won the ranking of the competition......"
After some pulling, Mo Tianyi concluded: "Zhang Yu's results are indeed very good."
"I admit that I gave you less money before."
"I will talk to the boss and a few other seniors about the situation, and try my best to get more investment for you."
Bai Zhenzhen had already understood this and urged: "Remember to approve the money quickly."
Disconnected, Mo Tianyi looked at the camera, Zhang Yu's fourth ranking, and his chest, which should have cooled down a long time ago, seemed to be slightly hot.
"It's really beautiful."
"It can break through the suppression of so many rich people and reach this ranking."
"It's a pity, it's too late......"
A trace of helplessness and gloom flashed in Mo Tianyi's heart: "If I could have done it two years earlier, I would definitely choose you."
On the other side, Bai Zhenzhen said secretly in his heart: "Have you won the ranking of the martial arts competition? I want to see which one you are."
Thank you "frankchiao" for the Wanshoang Oscar trophy gift to Zhang Yu's character
(End of this chapter)