Stand 4.
It is the exclusive stand for martial arts gyms. Behind each martial arts gym, there is an electronic screen.
On it, scrolled are the students participating in the martial arts gym this time.
Among them, Kongming Martial Arts Hall, as the first martial arts hall in Ningjiang City, has the largest screen and the most eye-catching one.
Audiences in other stands started talking a lot when they saw the avatar on the screen.
"That is Xu Fan, the first honorary student of Kongming Martial Arts School, a first-level martial artist, and a well-known genius in our Ningjiang City."
"In addition to Xu Fan, there are also newly emerging geniuses such as Zhang Yao and Yang Bu. They are all first-level warriors. There are many geniuses in Kongming Martial Arts Hall."
"After all, it is the number one martial arts school, but the nearby Lei Ming Martial Arts School has many geniuses, second only to Kongming Martial Arts School."
"That's right, Lei Ming Martial Arts School has been developing rapidly recently, catching up with Kongming Martial Arts School. I'm going to finish Ningjiang Star and ask my daughter to sign up."
"Only apply for these two martial arts schools, and don't go to the others."
"I think so……"
Lei Ming Martial Arts Hall.
Wang Jiaoxi listened to these conversations and smiled.
The martial arts hall is full of talents and has a prominent reputation, which is also a good reputation for these teachers.
"When Xu Quan joins the martial arts school, the reputation of the martial arts school can be further improved. By then, it will not be weaker than the Kongming martial arts school."
Wang Jiaoxi took a deep breath and looked excited. His dream was to become an instructor at the largest martial arts school in Ningjiang City.
Now, the dream has been completed a small step.
"Hey, there are a lot of small martial arts schools here this time."
One of the instructors looked behind him and said sarcastically: "These small martial arts schools have good intentions, and they still want to rely on Ningjiang Star to make a comeback."
"Daydreaming has a higher chance than this."
"uncertain."
At this time, the master of Lei Ming Hall, who had not spoken for a long time, smiled and said: "If these small martial arts schools really have some powerful geniuses."
"A grand event like Ningjiang Star can really make the martial arts gym they belong to famous, attract a large number of students, and rise instantly."
"That's right."
Wang Jiaoxi also smiled and said: "Our Leiming Martial Arts School also developed in this way in the early years."
"Although the martial arts gym was small at that time, the owner was very discerning and recruited many talented people, who showed their talents in the city's martial arts competitions."
"Through the competition, our Leiming Martial Arts School went from being unknown to being directly promoted to one of the top five martial arts schools in the city."
"Well."
The instructor was stunned for a moment, "Does our martial arts school still have such a past?"
"However, these small martial arts schools are not famous and will definitely not receive many talents."
As he spoke, he pointed back and sneered.
"It's like the Blackwater Martial Arts School. There's just a banner with only one student on it. I feel shabby when I look at it."
Hearing this, Wang Jiaoxi turned his head and looked behind him.
The small martial arts studio couldn't afford much advertising, so it had to be at the back of the stands.
At the very back of the stands, there are a bunch of small martial arts studios.
A bald old man squatted on the edge of the corner. There was only an instructor and a small banner beside him.
He looked very lonely and embarrassed.
Not to mention the front, more than twenty people came, and the electronic screen behind them was Lei Ming Martial Arts Hall.
Even compared to similar small martial arts schools, it was still far behind and was squeezed to the edge.
The short banner, only one meter long, was even more eye-catching.
"Ye Ran?"
Wang Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, looking at the only portrait of the boy on the banner, he was a little surprised.
But soon, he shook his head.
Also, at Blackwater Martial Arts School, Ye Ran is barely considered a genius, so he must be promoted well.
But this time there are so many talents, Ye Ran will probably be like the Blackwater Martial Arts School, disappearing into the crowd and inconspicuous.
"Don't look down on these small martial arts schools."
The master of Lei Ming Hall shook his head, "This time Ningjiang Star is grand, even if there is only one genius in the small martial arts hall."
"As long as this genius is strong enough, it is possible for the martial arts school to take off overnight and surpass our Leiming Martial Arts School."
"Even surpassing Kongming Martial Arts School and becoming the number one martial arts school in Ningjiang City!"
He was telling the truth, as a personal witness who had experienced the city's martial arts competition, received bonuses, and made the martial arts gym rise.
He knew very well what an opportunity this city-wide event presented.
Professor Wang and the other teacher were stunned.
"Okay, the swearing-in meeting has begun, and the No. 1 Middle School has entered the venue."
At this time, Hall Master Lei Ming looked towards the field.
At the same time, all the spectators in the stands were watching.
In a huge square.
Hundreds of people filed in, all of them 17 or 18 years old, with immature faces. The leader was an octogenarian.
The old man is thin but energetic. He is holding a huge school flag and looks majestic.
There were countless exclamations in the stands.
"Look, it's the old principal of No. 1 Middle School."
"Hey, I didn't expect that this time, the old principal would show up. It seems that No. 1 Middle School really values Ningjiang Star."
"The old principal is highly respected and many big shots are his students."
"Yes, I am not talented. I was actually a student of the old principal back then."
"Gungun, I still don't know how you behave like a bear..."
In the din.
The old principal shouted, "Students of No. 1 Middle School, collectively take the oath!"
"I swear: We, the first middle school students, will strictly abide by the rules of this Ningjiang Star competition, respect all referees, never cheat, and be fair and just..."
The old principal's voice was rich, the school flag waved in the wind, and he strode towards the flag stand.
Behind him, hundreds of students followed, shouting as they walked.
"I swear, a student of No. 1 Middle School..."
"I swear, A...A sneeze..."
"I declare, I am a student of No. 1 middle school. How can I be proud of you..."
In the stands, all the spectators were dumbfounded and looked at the chaotic scene in the field.
I saw a crooked line of students, with many students standing haphazardly.
The oaths shouted out were also uneven. They either couldn't keep up with the frequency, were muttered randomly, or moaned feebly.
It seems like a mess.
"Read it well!"
The old principal turned around and glared, but nothing changed, and the demons were still dancing behind him.
finally.
The old principal was furious, placed the school flag on the flag stand, and left with a livid face, waving his sleeves.
Seeing this scene, on the main stage, Vice Minister Zhang and other leaders of the Ningjiang Martial League, who had just arrived, also looked unhappy.
As for the audience in the stands, they were even more indignant.
In a school, it’s normal to have a mouse excrement, but there are so many that you don’t even have to think about it.
It's those damn out-of-town students!
"Old Zhang, it's too demoralizing. Why don't we screen out all the students from other cities?"
Vice Minister Lin frowned.
"It's too late. All schools are ready now. Temporary screening will cause even greater chaos."
Vice Minister Zhang had a headache.
Then, one school after another took the oath of oath.
Second middle school, third middle school, fourth middle school...
As expected, whether it was led by a teacher or a vice-principal, everything was chaotic without exception.
There are those who sing high-pitched songs, those who put their arms around each other and light cigarettes, those who play games...
Looking at the principals of various schools, veins popped out on their foreheads and their blood pressure soared.
But there is really nothing we can do about these students from other cities.
I can only break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.
In the stands.
The audience was also crestfallen and in a bad mood.
Soon, it was the turn of No. 5 Middle School.
Ye Ran held the school flag and strode forward with an upright figure, followed by many students from No. 5 Middle School.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the stands was stunned.
Why is he a student from No. 5 Middle School?
People were a little confused and stared blankly at the handsome young man in the field. Some people said in astonishment: "The teacher can't control him and why he still sends students here?"
Then, noisy discussions broke out.
"Damn it, is No. 5 Middle School crazy? Let a student be the team leader?!"
"Letting students lead the team, the principal of No. 5 Middle School is really outrageous."
"Look, everyone in the team is standing crookedly, and there are people dancing there. It makes me laugh to death."
"It's too outrageous, just start it, six six six."
In the field.
Ye Ran looked calm and looked back lightly, "Whoever can't stand well will have his legs broken."
His voice was not loud, but it was clear and could be heard throughout the square through the loudspeaker.
Suddenly, the entire square fell silent.
The spectators in the stands all looked dull.
"Okay, let's get in."
After Ye Ran said this, he stopped talking and took the lead towards the flag stand.
