Chapter 7
The next one is Ye Changshan from Class 8, Grade 3." On the central black platform, as the middle-aged man's voice came out, Ye Changshan flashed out from the stage. The majestic figure like an iron tower caused the surrounding juniors and sisters to exclaim. Even the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a few more glances. "This is a manly look." He secretly admired in his heart, and his face became more amiable: "Student Ye, put your hand on it." "Okay, teacher." Ye Changshan nodded excitedly and put his thick palm on the Tongshenzhu. Even though he knew what his talent was, it was the first time he showed it in front of so many people, so Ye Changshan was still very excited. At this moment, as his palm moved, the Tongshenzhu also shone brightly.
The purple light was richer than anyone before, and almost cast a hazy halo on the entire gymnasium.
"This scene is at least A-level!"
The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw it.
He was not a teacher at No. 5 Middle School, but a public official affiliated with the Linyuan City Federation. This time he was specially hired by No. 5 Middle School to register the college entrance examination information.
But in addition to this, finding students with good talents is also one of his tasks.
The Federation has never been stingy in supporting young geniuses, which is also the reason why the human race can prosper.
After a few breaths, the purple light finally faded away.
The middle-aged man also announced with surprise:
"Senior 3 Class 8, Ye Changshan, Level 3, Awakening Talent A-level Angry Fro! Meets the standards for taking the college entrance examination!"
As the voice fell, there was an uproar at the scene.
"Oh my god! A-level talent!"
"I'm so jealous!"
"By the way, Senior Ye is the first A-level genius in our No. 5 Middle School, right?"
"That's right! And the talent of Angry Fro is among the best even in A-level, and can even be comparable to S-level to a certain extent!"
"Ye Changshan has made our No. 5 Middle School proud!"
Listening to the exclamations of the crowd below the stage.
Ye Changshan's back, which has been bent since childhood, has never been as straight as it is today, and the whole person is heroic and high-spirited.
"Student Ye, this is the reward from the Federation for young heroes. You must practice and upgrade well in the future, and don't let the Federation down."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and handed Ye Changshan a card.
This is a universal bank card of the Federation, with a credit limit of two million.
"Thank you, sir!"
Ye Changshan's face was happy, and he obviously didn't expect to get a reward for registering a talent.
After bowing, he walked down the high platform under the kind eyes of the middle-aged man.
"I should be the most talented person in No. 5 Middle School besides Brother Jun, right?"
Ye Changshan returned to Zhou Jun, his face full of smugness, thinking secretly in his heart.
Zhou Jun smiled but didn't say anything, and nodded to signal Ye Changshan to continue looking at the platform.
Because after Ye Changshan left, the figure in Zhou Jun's memory climbed onto the platform like a relay.
It was a somewhat thin girl, just over 1.6 meters tall, with twin ponytails, wearing a simple black hoodie, holding a lollipop in her mouth, and at this moment, she walked towards the Tongshenzhu with her hands in her pockets without haste.
Wei Duoer, Class 1, Senior 3!
The biggest intersection between Zhou Jun and her was that they had served as flag-raisers together.
But this did not prevent him from being impressed by Wei Duoer.
Because she was the only S-level talent owner in No. 5 Middle School when she registered in her previous life!
And the registration was completed when Ye Changshan had just stepped down and everyone was still immersed in the surprise brought by the A-level talent.
She directly stole all the limelight from Ye Changshan, and Ye Changshan was so angry that he ate eight bowls of rice in the evening.
At this moment, Wei Duoer raised her white and tender little hand and touched the bottom of the Tongshenzhu.
As expected, a shining red light bloomed on it.
Many students were attracted by this scene.
"Huh? Why is this senior sister's Tongshenzhu red?"
"Aren't all purple?"
Everyone didn't know that the red light was a sign that the Tongshenzhu detected S-level talent.
The middle-aged man in charge of registration was already stunned at this moment.
"S-level! No. 5 Middle School actually has an S-level!"
He could hardly believe it.
You know, even No. 1 Middle School has only registered two S-level students as of today.
But No. 5 Middle School, which has always been the last in the class, has also produced such a genius!
What a good fortune this is?
At the same time.
In the air of the stadium, the space suddenly appeared
Strong fluctuations.
Then a fifty-year-old man appeared out of thin air and landed in front of the Tongshenzhu without saying a word.
"Principal Sun..."
The middle-aged man was shocked. He didn't expect that the registration of senior high school students would even alarm the old principal of the fifth middle school who was 80 years old.
The old principal made a gesture of silence, indicating that he should not disturb Wei Duoer.
A pair of experienced eyes stared at the top of the Tongshenzhu.
After a few breaths, they finally saw Wei Duoer's talent information clearly.
S-level, Shadow!
At this moment, the middle-aged man took a deep breath.
The old principal, who never showed his emotions, also showed a rare look of surprise.
The reason is very simple. This S-level Shadow is a talent born purely for fighting!
The growth potential is extremely high. If it is well developed, its effect can even be comparable to SS-level talents.
Not to mention the distant past, among the many God Kings guarding the starry sky for the human race at this moment, there is an owner of S-level Shadow.
It can be seen how powerful Shadow is.
"Student Wei, this is a gift from the Federation for awakening your S-level talent. Use this resource to practice hard and strive to create another God King for our Federation!"
The middle-aged man stepped forward and took out three cards directly from the space backpack.
A federal bank card with a credit limit of 5 million.
A Linyuan City VIP card, which can enjoy priority policies for many things in the city.
The last card has no name, but it can be exchanged for a set of excellent quality equipment that can be used up to level 30 in the Federation.
Faced with this generous reward and the exclamations of the classmates around.
Wei Duoer did not show a proud look like Ye Changshan, but still looked indifferent.
Holding a lollipop in her mouth, she put her right hand two fingers together in front of her forehead to make a victory gesture, and said crisply: "Thank you, uncle, I will treat you to hot pot when I become a God King."
"Hahaha, then I'm serious." The middle-aged man smiled.
The old principal coughed lightly and came over.
He waved his hand and took out a brilliant belt.
Then he smiled kindly and said:
"Little girl, this mythical quality [Dragon Roar Shining Belt] can double the experience points you get from hunting monsters within a month. It is a reward from our No. 5 Middle School for your awakening of S-level talent."
"You must upgrade well and strive to get a good score in the college entrance examination!"
As soon as the old principal made a move, he immediately showed a different pattern.
The belt of Gundam mythical quality directly made the students watching on the scene exclaim.
After all, many people have a hard time even seeing equipment of this level, let alone owning it.
"Senior Wei has made it to the top!"
"I never thought that a true phoenix like Senior Wei would emerge from the shallows of our No. 5 Middle School!"
"S-level! I may only see this once in my life!"
"Senior Wei has a chance to enter Kunming University!"
"..."
Countless students from No. 5 Middle School were excited and proud of this.
Ye Changshan widened his eyes, looking at the generous rewards in Wei Duoer's hand, and then looked down at the bank card he was holding tightly, and suddenly felt that it was not so good.
Zhou Jun was amused when he saw his good brother's helpless look.
Just when he was about to say something to tease him, he suddenly heard the voice of a middle-aged man:
"The last one, Zhou Jun from Class 8, Senior 3!"
