Vol 2 Chapter 522: Event registration

"Dean Horace, I admit the level of the mecha martial arts competition, but this is not a condition for opposing the internal selection of the academy. The seeded players in our academy also have extraordinary strengths. If according to the instructor Bach, it is It’s not fair for the outstanding students."
"Second." Two people raised their hands next to him, and Bach looked at the instructor who belonged to the same senior grade.
Horace and Carlisle, the two most powerful vice presidents, looked at each other and nodded to each other, then Horace looked at Bach over there:
"Instructor Bach, external competition results should not be a reason to take precedence over internal results, but we respect the role represented by this result, so we agree with the first plan mentioned by Lindbergh."
"If you have watched his video of the game, then you will believe what I said!" Bach stared at the crowd sharply, fighting reason.
"Even if we have seen it, we will still decide this way, because external event performance should not be the only criterion. If this student really has the level you said, then there will be a place in the strong ranking competition." Horace said in a loud voice that as the power of the council, rules are more important than anything else.
As for whether Lindbergh has selfishness, it is not within his consideration, because his statement conforms to the rules, and that is enough.
"I reserve my opinion, I will definitely fight for him in the starting lineup." Bach glanced around and said no more, then sat down.
"If next year, it should be possible, but this year I don't think he is much better than our excellent students." Lindbergh sneered, and he didn't like how Bach wanted to squeeze out a senior student so much.
Bach sat down, and the nomination continued. There was no Mu Fan's name among the last twenty seeded players.
"The next seeded player for fighting is nominated, and the number of spots is 20..."
"I suggest……"
"I suggest……"
Soon people started a new round of proposals. Ruan Xiongfeng was not present, and he was already following Dean Don Andreiser, not knowing where he went. Without such an old ruffian, the fighting department had disputes but obviously had no chance. A line is so obvious.
Soon the candidate for the seeded player was decided, and this time there was no freshman.
"Instructor Bach, I suggest you refer to the selection of the fighting department." Lindbergh sneered at the opposite Bach.
"Instructor Lindbergh, if it were not for the limitation of the field, I would definitely nominate student Mu Fan into the starting lineup of the fighting department." Bach said with a calm expression.
"Hahaha, Mecha Department students are going to participate in fighting battles. Now I have to wonder if this student named Mu Fan is your illegitimate child."
"He is the first in the army reserve special recruits, he is a core student, and his personal combat ability is impeccable." Bach said coldly.
"He is a mecha professional student, he is not even a member of a fighting club. Everyone who is participating in the meeting, I think the Bach instructor has always been mindful, and it is no longer suitable for the current situation to discuss." Lindbergh got up and said.
Several senior instructors from the fighting department nodded.
"Instructor Bach, please pay attention to your words. If you make any non-professional remarks, you will be treated as an exit." Finally, a deputy dean looked at Lindbergh, then looked at Bach and said.
"No, I'll leave by myself." Bach got up, looked at Lindbergh on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice.
Then left the glass hall directly in the eyes of everyone.
When he appeared on the top of Gedu Mountain, Bach was greeted by the rising clouds covering the sky.
Gedu Mountain is located in the center of Dingchuan Academy. The mountain is gentle, the scenery is beautiful, and the top of the mountain is flat and wide. It is an excellent place for building construction.
Bach, the flat-headed middle-aged man squinted his eyes at the magnificent scenery at the end of the field of vision, and muttered: "Does everything have to be done after seeing the consequences? Dingchuan since when I have become so daunting, I don’t even have the courage to try. Mu Fan, I hope you can be better than we thought. If it is really possible, I am willing to endorse you."
Shaking his head and walking slowly, the figure of this senior instructor slowly disappeared from the top of the mountain.
...
Mu Fan didn't even know that a senior instructor who had never met actually endorsed himself on the council.
Because he hadn't had time to get back to the apartment at this moment, he was stopped by the two people, Baimao and the fat man, who rushed over excitedly.
"Go, Mu Fan!"
"Where to go?" Mu Fan looked at the two good teammates who were not in a right spirit in surprise. They were a little too excited.
"I signed up for the strong ranking competition, hurry up and see the beautiful women!"
So when the confused Mu Fan was still thinking about the relationship between signing up and seeing beautiful women, he was dragged away by the unscrupulous two.
Dingchuan Academy, Time Square.
At this moment, there are crowds of people. There are more than ten registration points on the spot, but they are still full of people.
Fatty's sharp eyes directly dragged the two of them towards the registration point in a corner.
As for why it is there...
"Are you here to sign up?"
The two pretty girls in charge of registration looked at the chubby fat man in front of them at the same time.
"Yes." The fat chick nodded like a peck.
The two girls looked at the fat man hesitantly, but after seeing the confident light, they asked politely: "This is the registration point for the strong ranking competition. The content is about fighting, mecha, and fleet command. Do you have any specialties?"
"Can you call 666?"
Yin Shuai, who is pretending to be melancholy and stretching the white hairs on his forehead, looks at 30 degrees, and is looking down at the indescribable part of the girl next to him...
However, when the fat man said a word, Yin Shuai's hand shook, and several white hairs were directly pulled off.
There was a cold silence around...
The two cute girls looked at the fat man with a dead face:
"roll!"
"It's really unfriendly..." The fat man turned around with his lips curled, but when he looked at the few friends behind him, especially the closest white hair, he stretched out his fingers to compare two numbers, and then his mouth was compared to a letter. .
"3, 6, E?"
Baimao took a breath in his nose, ignoring the few precious hairs he had fallen, and looked up at the sky for three seconds to make sure that his nosebleeds would not spurt out and then he returned to his normal look.
He walked forward with a smile on his face, passing by the fat man's dumbfounded eyes.
Damn it, didn't you just leave after watching it?
Why did you yourself?
Bai Mao walked to a position one and a half meters away from the two girls and stood still, pretending to be cold and looking towards the sky.
"What about you? Yes~EbookFREE.me~ you with white hair, what are you doing here?"
"Sign up."
"Are you sure you are not in the same group with that fat man?"
"No!" Baimao's head shook like a rattle.
"Okay, tell me about your specialty."
"Specialty... Tsk tsk... Specialty..."
With a wretched smile on Baimao's face, he stretched out his right hand, five fingers surging rhythmically like a wave, and then slid back and forth. That posture was so wretched and wretched.
"Go away!" The two adorable girls almost got up and threw the optical brain tablet onto each other's face.
Baimao immediately closed his hand and looked at the other person innocently: "Didn't I tell you that I am good at keyboarding? I am a master of optical brain information. Look at my flexible fingers."
The palms of both hands are beeping like a wave...