Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Chapter 279: Han is always upset

Who is this middle-aged beautiful woman?

Five people, look at me, I look at you, they all thought they were people they knew, but soon they found out that everyone didn't know them.

The small cymbal plate was completed in an instant from extremely fast to stationary.

Sure enough, he stopped at the ship.

The middle-aged beautiful woman stood quietly on the small cymbal board, a majestic and noble spirit, naturally spread out, and at a glance, you can see that it is the breath developed by the long-time superior.

She glanced at the people with a smile on her face, and said, "Several classmates, I don't know if I can get on board and tell a story?"

The eyes of several people fell on Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen closed the WIFI hotspot of the mobile phone secretly long ago. Seeing this beautiful woman's attitude, they were gentle and polite. Although she still couldn't figure out the other party's history, she still nodded: "Of course you can."

The voice did not fall.

A few people only felt a flower in front of them.

The middle-aged woman has reached the bow.

So strong!

Five young people were immediately vigilant.

Just from the figure of the middle-aged beautiful woman getting on board, it can be seen that this is an absolute strongman, far beyond their imagination.

"you are?"

Lin Beichen asked actively.

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly and said, "I am from the city of Fengyu. Compared with my name, I think you are more willing to know my identity. I am the vice president of the National Royal Intermediate College of Fengyuxing Province. My surname is king."

what?

The president of the Provincial National Royal Intermediate College?

The five heard the words and were all surprised.

For Lin Beichen, this feeling was like the scum of Wangjiagou Sancha Elementary School in Caomiaocun, and suddenly saw the principal of Tsinghua University.

The feelings of several others were even more affected.

The principals of the top five middle schools ranked by five famous schools.

This name, if you think about it, makes people feel dizzy.

"Prince Wang."

Lin Beichen returned to God and said, "Are you coming for me specifically?"

My brother was so dazzling in Tianjiao's hegemony that he even shocked the principal of the famous school?

Ugh.

no way.

Huai Cai is like pregnancy.

Reveal it a little, and you'll know it all over the world.

The other four did not think he was arrogant when he heard what Lin Beichen said.

Lin Beichen's performance in the game before the Tianjiao hegemony was too bad, far surpassing the four of them. President Wang's identity must come to him.

But Wang Ruyi smiled slightly and said, "Not exactly. Actually, I am mainly looking for Han to live up to my classmates. Of course. Lin is also our focus."

Lin Beichen: ( ̄ ェ  ̄;)

so awkward. He was beaten.

Passionate.

Han was disappointed, but was taken aback: "Principal Wang came to me? This ..." He thought he had heard it wrong.

Wang Ruyi said: "Yes. Let's see what we can do. I watched the battle between Han and Cao Potian. It was a very exciting battle. Whether it is fighting force or fighting spirit, you have shown unparalleled potential. I They all appreciate you very much. As the vice-principal, I have a special test-free place. I want to recommend you to join our National Royal Intermediate College. I do n’t know Han, are you interested? "

"what?"

Han was stunned.

He was buzzing in his head as if something was exploding, and his head was a bit insufficient.

The eyes of several other people also fell on Han's face.

Interview preferences for the National Royal Intermediate College!

It's rich, and it's not always possible to get it.

And he is also a principal-level figure, who comes to inform himself.

It can be written in the bard's novel.

"What are you still doing?"

At this time, Lin Beichen couldn't care about the embarrassment. He jumped excitedly and slap Han directly. He said: "Stupid you, please promise ... Mr. Wang, he will go, he will definitely go . "

Han lives up to his dreams.

"I ... but ... my strength ... no ..."

He was fainted by great joy, but there was still a hint of reason, stuttering to express, his strength is actually not enough to enter the National Royal Intermediate College.

Regardless of any of the five major middle schools in Fengyuxing, he felt that he did not have such qualifications.

Wang Ruyi smiled.

Han lived up to such a response, as she expected.

After the war yesterday, all the information about Han's disappointment was already in her hands, went through it in detail, and had a thorough understanding of the boy.

The more she understood, the more she appreciated and liked the boy.

That's why I can't wait to **** up before others, and find the sea directly, fearing that it will be snatched by other famous schools.

However, what surprised Wang Ruyi slightly was Lin Beichen's reaction.

Her previous answer can be said to have not taken care of Lin Beichen's emotions at all, and the unabashed embarrassment appeared on his face.

Everything is here until now.

However, when Lin Beichen heard that Han was not disappointed, he was given an interview spot. Instead of exacerbating the embarrassment, he turned into an instant surprise, as if he was more excited than himself.

Such a reaction was beyond Wang Ruyi's expectations.

Is he really happy for a friend?

Or do you take the opportunity to hide your embarrassment?

Wang Ruyi couldn't make a decision.

However, this does not matter.

In this battle of Tianjiao, Lin Beichen has achieved very good results so far.

But this excellence is limited to Yunmeng City.

He is eligible to join the National Royal Intermediate College.

However, they are not eligible for the test-exempt selection.

Moreover, Wang Ruyi didn't like this foul-smelling young man.

His performance was in stark contrast to the school motto of the Royal National Intermediate College.

Wang Ruyi now only cares about Han's choice.

At the same time, she also said frankly: "Actually, you do n’t have to answer me in a hurry. As far as I know, after watching your fight against Taiwan yesterday, the five famous schools in Fengshang province are very interested in you, and they will probably You throw out an olive branch with no trial tricks. Within three days, you have time to think about it, just tell me the answer at the end. "

Mi Ruyan listened stupid.

Five famous schools throw olive branches together?

Was it because of Han ’s battle with Cao Potian yesterday?

In the end, what did these famous schools see in that battle that made them pay so much attention to Han?

Han lived up to his folly.

This kind of good thing that I dare not dream of really came to his head?

He wanted to slap himself hard and tell himself that it was not a dream.

Bai Yunyun has already acted in advance.

Snapped.

The rich woman's little hand slap in Han's face, saying: "Does it hurt?"

Han lived up to Venus and nodded.

"That's not dreaming."

Bai Yunyun jumped up and shouted, "What are you hesitating? Promise quickly, the call of the No. 1 school in Quanfengyuxing, what's the reason to refuse?"

Han was faint and was about to nod.

But at this time, Lin Beichen interrupted suddenly and said, "Wait a minute ... Mr. Han Xue, I think you can think about it a little bit, don't rush to answer, after all, it is a major choice that affects the peak of your life. Think twice."

Han lived up to Lin Beichen.

However, Lin Beichen looked at Wang Ruyi and said, "Principal Wang, you have a high weight and you are very proud. You just said that as long as Han Xuesheng makes a choice at any time within three days, you can get special test-free places. Yes Is that so? "

Wang Ruyi nodded, "Yes."

Deep in my heart, I couldn't help but flash a sneer and scorn.

Is this Lin Beichen still unsettled?

Ha ha, want to delay Han's unsatisfactory time, replace yourself, get interview choices to look for opportunities?

But unfortunately, no matter how good you are, even if you have won the champion of Tianjiao, I will not give you this quota.

It will always belong to Han.