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Chen Fan has never liked those guys who like to treat him as personalities and hold him up. The leader of the hospital in front of him is obviously this kind of thing. However, although Chen Fan doesn't like it, he is not as slapped on his face.

The leader in front of him didn't ask Chen Fan to sit down, but just let him stand beside him, while he was watching cross his legs and drinking tea, leisurely. This brave boy was playing a big shot at this meeting. Although he was not sure why the old dean personally asked the student to come, since the old dean was not present, as the leader, he also had the right to educate this guy who thought he was a scallion.

"Oh, I can't tell that my backbone is quite strong. What's wrong? I'm not happy to be called to the office?"

Chen Fan did not speak, with a expressionless face, waiting for the "adult" to continue to sarcastically.

The leader opened the student source documents on the desktop, found Chen Fan's name, and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. According to your information, students like you with mediocre qualifications are not qualified to enter our martial arts academy. I won't go around with you, and I don't know who you have contacted to come in. But it doesn't matter. As long as you work harder, our martial arts academy will not treat students with strange eyes."

Then he changed his subject and continued: "But for some unmotivated students, who come in with their connections, we cannot sit idly by, as this affects the overall quality of our martial arts academy."

Chen Fan curled his lips. Isn’t this mean that I, a mortal, are dragging the geniuses of your Grand Martial Arts Academy? But he still didn’t say anything and made up his mind to leave after listening to the nagging. It’s better not to mess with these college-level leaders. If something goes wrong, Yan Qingya will not explain it. She always owe her favors, and her hands will be soft if she takes too much.

Next is the theoretical education of this powerful leader. Chen Fan looked honest but didn't even listen or say anything. At most, he showed a humble and accepting expression on his face. He could still express his understanding of these forms of walking. After all, the leader should also have a leader. He can't just say that you don't do it next time. Just be not too harsh. Just curse and just curse. As for work like writing reviews, Chen Fan would never do it.

"Chen Feifan, Chen Fan. Hey, this name seems to be very familiar." The leader touched his big belly, frowned, suddenly remembered something, and said, "You are the Chen Fan who wants to challenge Cai Hongfeng?!"

After saying that, he looked at Chen Fan again and sneered: "I really didn't realize that your courage is really not that small! No wonder you dare not come to the meeting, even that god dares to hold a force, tsk..."

Recently, Chen Fan’s challenge to Cai Hongfeng in the academy has caused a lot of controversy, and some leaders who don’t care about student life have also attracted attention. After all, Cai Hongfeng is a precious talent in the martial arts academy. The leaders of the martial arts academy should be coaxed by their dear teachers and training rooms. The only way to train a few geniuses can shine.

"I really don't know what your mind is thinking." The leader shook his head and murmured. The student in front of him had no ordinary problem with his mind.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open again, and an old man with white hair and slightly hunched back, holding an old-fashioned teacup in his hand, slowly paced in. The expression on his face was smiling. It seemed like a natural optimist, but his ordinary outfit exuded old clothes made people look like the kind of depressed and unsuccessful liar. He had no great ability. With his expression, the image of the liar became more distinct.

If it weren't for the office of the Martial Arts Academy, Chen Fan would have thought that this old man had a strange intention.

But this old man made the leader who had taught Chen Fan immediately put down his arrogance, and quickly got up and walked to the old man, and smiled with a flattering expression that could not be concealed in his bones: "Dean, this is the student you are looking for. I have educated him just now, and he promised not to commit it again. See what else to say."

Chen Fan gurgled, when did I promise not to do it again? However, when he looked at the old dean, the old dean was also examining himself, and his eyes were constantly wandering around him, and his wrinkled and gurgled old face was full of the smiling expression that was ready to cheat the ignorant girl at any time.

This made Master Chen feel creepy.

Some old man who looked like Maitreya Buddha who lost weight slowly walked to Chen Fan and smiled gently, "Is it called Chen Fan? Please sit down."

The middle-aged leader frowned. The old dean was approachable, but there was no need to be so polite to a student who made a mistake.

"I dare not." Chen Fan really didn't dare to sit around this time. Before he could measure the intention of this scheming old man, he still felt that he would be honest. The middle-aged leader just now could not kick him out of school with one sentence, but the old man in front of him had this right!

"It doesn't matter, Chen Feifan, but Bufan, you should sit." The old dean still smiled, then pushed a chair in front of Chen Fan, and reached out to signal Chen Fan to sit on.

Not to mention Chen Fan's inexplicable situation, even the middle-aged man next to him didn't understand whether the old dean had taken too much medicine today. In the martial arts academy, he had never seen the old dean personally move a chair for one person to sit on, and the other party was not a big shot, just a pink student, a classmate who was dragging his legs.

Could it be that this seemingly inconspicuous question student is the young master of which big family? Or a monster with an ulterior motive? Otherwise, the famous old dean would never have shown respect for the first time. The middle-aged leader suddenly woke up and said that he had just taught Chen Fan that he had said a little harshly. If this student was not as ordinary as it seemed, his future career would probably have undergone a major change. At this time, he did not dare to interrupt and not save him. One was that he was uncertain, and the other was that he did not have the qualifications, so he could only wait and see.

"Director, you... are so polite!" Chen Fan was facing a great enemy. He really didn't understand what the old man was thinking. Although he was not the powerful vice president, he was just an ordinary person, if he wanted to fire a small person like him, it would be a matter of just one sentence. There is no reason to treat himself with such a simple attitude that was beyond imagination.

So the more the old man did this, the more dangerous Chen Fan felt.

"Let's not talk about anything else, just talk a few words." The old dean said with a casual smile, then waved his hand and let the middle-aged man go out.

The middle-aged man was as if he had received a general amnesty and walked out in a long breath, and he had not forgotten to close the door carefully.

After the outsider went out, Chen Fan finally sat on the chair with countless blades in surprise, sitting upright as if this old man who looked like a trafficking girl had some special hobbies.

The old man also sat down smoothly. Facing Chen Fan's demeanor did not burst out, the old man still had a dirty aura. He smiled and said, "I have watched the video of you in the training room, and I have also watched Vice President Jiang's report. Later, I checked your recent situation and realized that you came from Du'an all the way."

The steady tone, while Chen Fan felt relieved, it also caused a big stir. Especially the last sentence "The one who came here" directly mentioned many problems. It is naturally immeasurable to be an old thing who can be the president of the Martial Arts Academy. The power on hand is definitely not small, and the relationship network should not be underestimated. Chen Fan just didn't expect that he would pay attention to himself. By the way, it should be the challenge again.

The old dean sighed, "It's not easy to be able to fight from Du'an and then pass through the wilderness area! And he is so young, I don't know which master comes from. Your strength is better than a general. In the entire martial arts academy, you are the strongest student in the school."

"Dean, this..." Chen Fan said ashamed.

"To be honest, you are a genius student who is a famous genius figure in that professional samurai school. I am a small Jiangda Wuyuan Temple. If you come to a garbage school like me, I will feel it is not worth it for you." The old dean said.

"Director,... I'm not what you imagined... I'm just an ordinary student." Chen Fan said vigilantly. What he had always worried about was his own secret. If the Martial Arts Academy caught a person like him and kept holding on, then he would have to wait four years before he could get the title of warrior?

The old dean laughed in silence and said, "You will be nervous too? Can I still eat me, you? You came to the Martial Arts Academy for the title of warrior, for fear that I will make things difficult for you."

Chen Fan was speechless. This sentence was a sharp hit to him! The person who could sit in this position was indeed not an ordinary person. Even if he was just an ordinary old man, his experience and wisdom were not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Looking at Chen Fan who was embarrassed, the old dean took a sip of tea and continued to smile: "Don't worry, I'm not willing to drive you away, and I won't limit you to death. As long as you don't kill someone and set fire, you can still graduate smoothly. As for those courses, if you don't want to go, you won't go."

Chen Fan breathed a long sigh, and naturally he couldn't hide the fact that he skipped classes. However, with the old dean's words, he really saved a lot of trouble and said, "Director Xie's care, I actually want to complete my studies as soon as possible."

He didn't dare to say that he would get out of the title as soon as possible, so he could only say that it was academic. At the same time, he also expressed one meaning: I didn't want to be a genius here, just live an ordinary life.

"According to general terms, only students in third grade or above can participate in the graduation samurai review..." The old dean looked at Chen Fan and smiled.

"This... takes three years?" Chen Fan said in a daze. Can't every class of students participate in the review? Why do you have to reach the third grade? Then he doesn't want it. You can only get the title after three years?!

"Don't worry, rules are dead!" The old dean smiled, but this time his smile was a little treacherous...

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Chapter completed!