As soon as they heard that I had killed three thugs, two of whom were niggas, everyone looked at me with admiration on the spot.
Some questioned, some believed, some were dubious, and some looked at me inexplicably.
Especially the four losers patrolling the studio, their eyes almost burst into flames when they looked at me.
After all, I was killing his own kind.
My department, the studio, has almost 120 people.
Yang is strong and Yin is weak.
Even the supervisor and team leader in the next class were... women disguised as men.
The 120 people are divided into two classes, and each class has a supervisor and team leader.
I was in Class A, and the supervisor and team leader were all middle-aged men dressed normally.
Class B is really eye-catching. The female supervisor wears men’s long hair and dyes it colorfully.
There are five earrings in one ear, wearing tight pants and a loose shirt, which looks like the non-mainstream killer look of the 90s.
The same goes for the female team leader, with short hair, granny gray, black leather shoes, men's trousers, and men's shirts, all selling elite men's style.
Several of the team members also look like men, and they look like men or women, which makes people feel that it's not normal.
Damn it, what evil have I done? What kind of wolf den have I entered?
It doesn’t matter if the supervisor is neither male nor female.
The supervisor is neither male nor female, even the team members are...
After a while, will I be forcibly bent?
Suddenly thinking of the macho guy No. 1 Wrench Brother, I couldn't help but shudder...
"Newcomers, go to Professor Ace for training, hurry up!"
Erpang's roar interrupted my random thoughts.
There were 6 other men and 3 women who went to the training class with me.
All in their 20s.
We stood up in confusion and followed the loser to the "newcomer training class" outside.
The so-called training class was full of newcomers who came to attend the class.
There are almost sixty of them, the youngest is only a teenager, and they are all still underage.
The oldest ones are in their 60s.
I really don't understand how they were deceived.
Teacher Ace is a local, and I heard he is a "success expert" who specializes in brainwashing piggies.
In fact, I prefer to call him a professional charlatan.
After we sat down, he kindly handed out notepads and ballpoint pens to everyone, and told everyone to listen carefully to his lectures.
He also emphasized that he did not like students who deserted in class.
Oh, it’s really ironic to say that a charlatan and criminal really thinks he is a university beast.
"Classmates, let me introduce myself. My name is Ace. I am a local born and raised. I am 58 years old. I have been a professor of success studies for more than 38 years!
Many of the students I teach are top billers, and can easily place large orders of hundreds of thousands, or even millions!
I hope you can take notes carefully, listen to the lectures carefully, and don't talk, be in a daze, or think wildly!
Now let’s start class and talk about the market of pig slaughtering plates..."
Ace is tall and thin, his behavior and speech are very regular, and he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking and dressing like a successful professor.
In fact, his glasses have no lenses, just a pair of frames.
I guess he wants to pretend to be a beast, a civilized person like a polite scum.
Listening to his class, I really wanted to sleep, but I didn't dare, so I could only brace myself up and copy notes, while pretending to nod.
The so-called "pig killing plate", in layman's terms, is actually disguising yourself as a beautiful woman or handsome boy, and casting a wide net on major social platforms, dating websites, and dating software.
For the purpose of falling in love, making friends, going on a blind date, etc., to catch big fish with money.
Wait for the big fish to take the bait step by step and sink deeply into it, and then quickly close the net.
Rich people deceive money, and poor people deceive people. This kind of professional deception is a chain of tricks, and it often hits the target with perfect success.
"This classmate, why don't you take notes?"
Ace suddenly walked up behind me, knocked on the man's desk, and asked coldly.
"I...I can't write. I haven't even graduated from elementary school."
The man was in his forties, with a gloomy expression and a thorny beard. He looked like he hadn't showered or changed clothes in several days.
"Why is there such a low-level piggy? Drag him out, I don't want to see him again! Letting such an illiterate person into the classroom is simply an insult to my success study!"
Ashton became furious and immediately asked the thug to take the person out...
Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Why don't you still speak Chinese?
I muttered in my heart, but on the surface I pretended to enjoy listening to his lecture.
"Do any of you have graduated from a prestigious Chinese university? Raise your hands and let me see! Don't try to lie, because I know all your personal information!"
Ace pushed up the mirror frame and walked to the podium and asked loudly.
I looked around and saw that few people raised their hands. Some people raised their hands for a second and then put them down in fear.
I didn’t lift it either.
I'm afraid that I'll be beaten first and be beaten as a model.
"Don't be afraid. I will give generous rewards to students who graduate from key universities."
In order to convince us, Ace also asked the dogleg to bring a box of Wangzai milk, a box of Shaanxi Red Fuji, and a box of local old bread.
There is even a box of spicy noodles from Yueyang, Hunan!
Should I say it or not, I almost fell in love with La Tiao.
"Those who raise their hands, come on stage now to receive the reward."
Ace said with a smile while holding the milk and bread.
"I, graduated in 985..."
Soon, people came forward one after another and actually received double rewards.
Choose two from four.
There are not many highly educated people, only seven or eight people.
Looking at the spicy Hunan spicy strips, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I raised my hands and shouted, "I graduated from Double First-Class Hunan University."
"Hey, Hunan University students from China's 985 Project and 211 Project! Welcome! Haha!
Young man, you are the most highly educated and handsome person I have ever coached recently! "
Ace was overjoyed and gave me a few cartons of milk, four or five red apples, and five or six bags of bread.
I thought it was not enough, so he gave me a whole box of spicy strips.
"..." I was really confused by his enthusiasm and abnormal behavior.
Even the bastard on the side looked dumbfounded. He stared at me with big eyes and a confused look on his face the whole time!
"Are you the Hunanese who killed three security guards in a row?"
Ace asked with a smile as he took a bite of the apple.
…Am I so famous?
I know that people are afraid of being famous, but people are afraid of being strong. If you kill three security guards, you will definitely not get any good results.
"Well, to protect myself." I answered honestly.
"Young people are knowledgeable, courageous, and passionate. They are malleable talents."
Ace pushed the frame of the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
Those cunning eyes immediately flashed an imperceptible smile.
I didn't quite understand what he meant, so I just stared at him blankly, hoping he wouldn't tease me in private.
And it was precisely because of him that the gears of fate changed completely.
