At the entrance of Ping An Community.
An anti-riot bus was parked to the side, and people from Ping'an Community boarded the bus carrying banners, drums, and gongs.
This time, everyone even prepared matching support outfits.
Li Chengan and the president of the Martial Arts Association stood not far away watching.
The president of the Martial Arts Association asked with some concern, "Is it really a good idea for them to travel far away at a time like this?"
Li Chengan shook his head: "There's no good or bad about it. As long as Uncle Jiu is willing, they can do it."
Upon hearing this, the president of the Martial Arts Association looked at Uncle Nine, who was leading the way and holding the flag.
He looked surprised and said, "I heard that it was Uncle Nine who brought it up?"
"Hmm, I feel that if the conditions weren't so restrictive, they would like to start a senior citizen tour group."
"this......"
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A group of people got on the bus.
Uncle Nine boarded the bus last, carrying the tour guide flag and a small megaphone.
Everyone sat down, and Uncle Nine introduced, "Let me introduce you to our driver for today."
"Having driven in the military for decades, this time we had no trouble at all."
"If our vehicle keeps running without stopping, we can get there in two days."
"Uncle Jiu, don't worry, you can still rest."
"Anyway, Qinghuan and the others don't need to participate in the qualifying rounds."
"Yes, everyone, don't get too tired from the journey." The group responded.
Uncle Nine smiled and said, "That's perfect. I've done some research on the cities we'll be passing through along the way."
"There are a few cities where the local specialties are really good. I'll take you there to experience them!"
As the bomb-proof bus drove away, Li Cheng'an and the president of the Martial Arts Association looked at each other in bewilderment.
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Reject Peking University.
The first-year students also boarded the bus to Zhantian City.
A group of people boarded the bus with great excitement.
Grade Director Qiu Rulan and homeroom teacher Yang Xiu served as their team leaders this time.
"I heard that the class monitor is in the void, killing those grandmasters like dogs!"
"When I see the class monitor this time, I must ask him to give me a sharing session."
"It's a pity that Ke Lingjie was the only one who successfully challenged a grade higher this semester."
"You know what, I'm actually a little embarrassed to see the class monitor."
The group of prodigies discussed it.
Yang Xiu sat in the driver's seat, his expression complex.
At that moment, he felt that his identity was simply that of a driver.
Su Yucai is more like the class's homeroom teacher.
Corner of the bus.
The exchange students looked the most expectant!
From the day they entered Jubei University, the name Su Yu had appeared in their ears countless times.
At first, they wanted to defeat him; later, they wanted to catch up with him.
Ideally, they just wanted to see this legendary, amazing person for themselves.
Even their classmates from their hometown called them, asking them to help them get an autographed photo.
Ke Lingjie sat down at the back.
The four of them asked nervously, "Ke, are you sure he'll give us autographed photos?"
"Don't worry, the class monitor will not only give you autographed photos, but also take a group photo with you," Ke Lingjie said.
"Really?!" The four of them exclaimed, their eyes lighting up.
"Of course! But if you get eliminated in the qualifying rounds, then I can't guarantee anything."
"Don't say you're from our class when you go out."
Upon hearing this, the four of them immediately patted their chests, indicating that their goal was at least to reach the top 64!
They have the right to directly enter the group stage, unlike others.
As exchange students, everyone has to start from the qualifying rounds; there are no special privileges.
The preliminary rounds of the freshman orientation will begin in three days.
All the students from Wuhan University across the country have already set off for Zhantian City.
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Battle of Tiancheng.
Su Yu spent a fortune renting a small courtyard house for the evening barbecue.
In the courtyard with a swimming pool.
Lin Yan and the others were already busy preparing for the evening's party.
Barbecue, beer, and everything else need to be prepared in advance.
This time, Gao Xi volunteered to go out and buy beer.
When they returned, cases of beer were being taken out of the space guard.
He held his head high, as if he had regained his former glory.
We agreed to have a get-together tonight.
Before it even got dark, everyone had already arrived.
Some people came from a long and arduous journey, while others brought specialties from their hometowns.
Surprisingly, Su Yincheng, this second-generation scion, actually does a pretty good job of grilling barbecue.
Judging from his demeanor, you'd think he used to work in this line of work.
Some people even went into the kitchen to show off their talents.
In response, Su Yu said that he has a special skill: making fried rice with eggs.
Then he was ruthlessly pushed out of the kitchen by a group of girls.
Su Yu felt it was a great pity!
I thought it was his chance to shine, but I never expected that he wouldn't be given any chance at all.
Almost everything has been robbed.
Su Yu sat down by the pool with his fishing rod.
Lin Yan and Hao Zhiming were having a race in the swimming pool when they saw a golden hook fly in.
The two of them immediately panicked!
"Captain, you've gone too far!"
"Su Yu, come on! Let's fight! Let's fight right now!"
Su Yu quickly put away his fishing rod and ran away, shouting as he ran, "No fighting! We agreed to rest today, no talking about cultivation."
After his outburst, neither of them wanted to continue the competition.
As dusk fell, dishes of delicious food were served one after another.
After everyone was seated, Lin Yan suddenly raised her hand and said, "Wait a minute! Let's take pictures first and then eat this time."
"Damn it, who shoved me under the table last time I was taking pictures after eating?!"
"Does anyone take group photos under the table? Do you think this makes sense?"
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