"Are you Han Feng?"
Just when Han Feng was slightly stunned when he saw this group of powerful senior college officials, the middle-aged man in gold robe asked calmly.
Han Feng's eyes turned slightly and he quickly clasped his fists in salute.
"Uh... Disciple Han Feng, I'd like to meet the Vice Dean, Master Murong, and all the instructors."
Through Niu Wudi's report, Han Feng knew the identities of the two important figures in front of him, so he naturally hurried to pay tribute.
Seeing how alert Han Feng was, everyone nodded slightly, and Gu Xuanji, who was wearing a pale gold robe, said with a smile.
"Han Feng, I believe that Teacher Niu has told you everything about the current situation."
"Uh-huh……!"
Han Feng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Gu Xuanji said with a pleasant look.
"As a student of our Tiannan College, you are now jointly recommended by many instructors. It is up to you to fight to save the face of the college. Are you willing?"
Everyone present tacitly understood Gu Xuanji's question.
Now that this is the case, there is nothing left to say about whether you are willing or not.
Unless this Han Feng has a "rebellious bone" or has a bad heart, how dare he refuse to play at this time?
When Han Feng heard this, his eyes flashed a few times, and then his face showed the high fighting spirit that everyone had expected.
I saw Han Feng patting his chest and speaking passionately.
"Why did the Vice-President say this? As a disciple of Tiannan College, I have been cared for and taught by the college, and have been reborn with kindness.
Disciples are born as "Tiannan people" and die as "Tiannan souls". When the college encounters difficulties, they should not hesitate to face the difficulties and face the difficulties. How dare they have any reason to back down! "
Looking at Han Feng's impassioned demeanor and listening to his categorical words, which were like an oath.
Everyone present, including Gu Xuanji, was slightly startled.
Afterwards, Gu Xuanji's eyes couldn't help but shine, and a more cordial smile appeared on his face.
He took a step forward, patted Han Feng on the shoulder and said.
"Okay, okay...!
You are worthy of being a disciple trained by my Tiannan Academy. You are a Tiannan person in life and a Tiannan soul in death. Being able to say such loyal words shows that you have a pure heart! "
At this moment, there was a touch of emotion and excitement on Gu Xuanji's face. It can be seen that Han Feng's words really touched the heart of the vice president.
Seeing this scene, the instructors from the surrounding colleges couldn't help but look at each other with slightly complicated expressions.
Everyone secretly thought that this little guy's "ideological awareness" was quite high.
If he could show his loyalty to this level, he would probably have had the opportunity to enter the "Spiritual Tomb" for enlightenment.
Even Niu Wudi's mouth twitched slightly, and she was secretly surprised. Based on her observation of this kid, he didn't look like such a heroic and dedicated person.
And just when everyone's eyes were intertwined, everyone had different thoughts.
Han Feng, who was willing to die for the sake of the academy.
At this moment, there was a heavy look on his face, and he let out a long sigh.
"Oh...what a pity!"
Hearing Han Feng sigh, Gu Xuanji was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously.
"What's a pity?"
Han Feng said with a look of deep regret on his face.
"Sir, Vice President, in fact, the gratitude that this disciple has for the college is like the endless stream of a river, and it cannot be fully expressed at the moment.
It is a pity for the disciple that his cultivation level is low and his strength is limited, so he is unable to make more contributions to the academy and achieve greater achievements! "
Hearing this, Gu Xuanji once again showed a happy smile on his face and said in appreciation.
"It's good that you have this heart. It's still early for you to be admitted to the hospital. After your cultivation level increases in a few years, your strength will naturally become stronger, and you will be able to make more contributions to the college."
When Han Feng heard this, a glimmer of "premeditation" flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly looked sad and raised his voice an octave.
"Vice Dean, you don't know that this disciple is worried about this matter!"
"Um……?"
Everyone was attracted by Han Feng's "voice".
Immediately I saw Han Feng complaining with a sad face.
"After the disciple was admitted to the hospital, he learned that all the cultivation resources in the academy must be exchanged for merit points, and it is extremely difficult to obtain merit points.
Although the disciples lived frugally, scrimped on food and clothing, even went to the mountains behind to fertilize and irrigate the spiritual fields of their mentors, worked tirelessly as menial workers, and used all the merit points they earned for cultivation, it was still a drop in the bucket! "
At this time, Han Feng suddenly took out a disciple's costume from the storage ring, which was in tatters and full of holes.
"To be honest, the clothes I am wearing were all borrowed from other people. My own clothes are already in tatters, but I am reluctant to buy a new one.
Every time I see others wearing new clothes, going in and out of the cafeteria on the second floor, eating and drinking, the disciple touches his own tattered clothes and gnaws on the hard and cold steamed buns. Who can know the sourness in his heart...? "
Han Feng's voice trembled slightly, with a bit of sobs in it. His sob-like tone and sad look, paired with the tattered disciple uniform, were very impressive!
Among the group of mentors, there were several female mentors who couldn't help but wet their eyes slightly and stretched out their hands to wipe the tears from the corners of their eyes.
There was even a female mentor who was overflowing with sympathy and sobbed softly.
"Wuwu... This little guy is so pitiful. If I had known he was in such a miserable state, I would definitely buy him some food and clothing. Wuwu..."
Han Feng watched and listened in all directions and saw that the atmosphere was already in place.
His eyes suddenly became firm, he clenched his fists and said!
"Vice Dean, Master Murong, and mentors, please don't sympathize with me. The so-called heaven is going to assign a great responsibility to this person, but he must first strain his muscles and bones and starve his body and skin!
I can bear all these sufferings because I know that as long as I contribute to the college wholeheartedly, the college will not treat me badly! "
After Han Feng finished his impassioned speech, he finally looked at Gu Xuanji with burning eyes.
With this big man's understanding, Han Feng believed that the other party should understand what he meant.
Sure enough, after Gu Xuanji paused for a moment, the moment he looked into Han Feng's eyes, a "knowing smile" appeared on his face that excited Han Feng.
Han Feng wasted so much time and put on this "good show" not just to show his loyalty in front of the college's senior officials.
There is only one core idea, and that is "crying poverty and asking for money"!
On the way Niu Wudi brought him here, Han Feng's mind had already turned around quickly and figured everything out.
Since this gambling battle is related to Tiannan College's "Spiritual Spring" and the morale of the entire college.
Then the top management of the college must attach great importance to it. In this case, I am willing to contribute, but it seems that it is not too much to put forward some reasonable conditions and seek some benefits for myself.
But in front of so many senior college officials, Han Feng would never do the stupid method of "asking for money" directly.
Work experience in his previous life made Han Feng understand that what leaders want is "steps" and "face."
He first expressed his loyalty, and then expressed his current difficult situation tactfully. As long as he was an understanding leader, he would pat Han Feng on the shoulder and say generously.
"Xiao Han, don't worry, the organization will solve all your problems. If you have some merit, sprinkle some water on it. It's a small problem...!"
Just when Han Feng was imagining that Vice President Gu would pat him on the shoulder and say these heart-warming words.
Among the crowd, someone couldn't help but speak first.
The speaker was Instructor Zhong who was in charge of the front hall of Shenglin Hall. This middle-aged beautiful woman looked at Han Feng with a half-smile but said.
"Han Feng, I can't see that your conditions are still so difficult.
I remember a month ago, didn't you just deliver twelve five-star tasks in Shenglin Hall and earn more than 7,000 merit points? "
"Um……!"
As soon as he said this, he was still immersed in the story of "a poor boy determined to serve the college" woven by Han Feng.
All the instructors who had infinite sympathy in their hearts showed astonishment, and Han Feng's expression also changed suddenly.
At this time, a mentor on duty at Yunde Hall also spoke out.
"By the way, I remember that not long ago, you spent 3,000 merit points and purchased 30 thunder stones at Yunde Hall.
I heard from the disciple on duty that day that your identity token originally contained more than 10,000 merit points. "
"What!"
The senior leaders of the colleges were completely shocked. An intermediate disciple actually had a fortune of tens of thousands | merit points.
You know, even among the senior disciples of the academy, many do not have this kind of net worth. This guy is definitely a "super rich" among the intermediate disciples.
But at this moment, there are still people who continue to make trouble.
"By the way, I heard that the "perfume" and "facial mask" that have become popular recently in the academy were also created by you.
Business is so booming, you can earn a lot of merit points in a day, right? "
…
Facing several mentors who said they were "straight at the gate of life", Han Feng was dumbfounded.
Damn, I didn't expect that the college's information confidentiality work was so bad. These instructors didn't understand the principle of "don't tear down people when things get tough", and they actually tried to tear them down on the spot.
Seeing the female mentors around who had tearful eyes and sympathized with him, their originally sympathetic eyes gradually turned into angry and irritable, and they all began to gear up.
Vice President Gu looked at him in a very strange way.
Han Feng felt that he had experienced a "moment of social death" in his life.
However, fortunately, Han Feng was thick-skinned enough and resisted this wave of embarrassment. He put away the tattered clothes in his hands and said seriously.
"Ahem... um... Vice-dean, Palace Master, fellow instructors, it is true that disciples spend a lot of money on daily cultivation, and it is really very difficult financially.
However... for the sake of the academy, disciples can still overcome these hardships. "
Seeing Han Feng's expression of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water", Gu Xuanji's mouth twitched slightly for a few times, and finally spoke.
"Don't worry. If you play for the academy, the academy will not treat you badly. We will play later. If you can win a game, how about the academy reward you with a thousand merit points."
"Well……"
Hearing this price, Han Feng was actually not very satisfied.
But when I saw the mentors around me, they all looked at me with "murderous" eyes.
Han Feng knew that if he dared to bargain again, these college senior officials would probably "group-beat" him on the spot.
So Han Feng nodded and agreed very wisely!
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