don't tease people

Then there is some "psychological counseling".Some cried and begged for mercy, and some immediately found a backer. They didn't look like welcoming guests, but rather auctioned playthings.

Zhou Bo paid more attention to the woman who played the piano from time to time.

The woman felt like she had a fever, her whole body was red and hot, but she still tried her best to strum.

...It's almost like some kind of punishment.

"Next, medical counselor." The person in charge finally read out another position.

Illuminated by the light was a pale man with a calm tone: "Miao Qiying. It's the first time we meet. Hope to get along well."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and caught a black melon seed-like poisonous insect approaching silently behind his head, and threw it back at several students, causing a lot of screams.

Although his actions were fierce, his expression remained calm: "Next time I will stuff it in your mouth, little friend."

Then Zhou Bo knew that it was finally time to get to the point.

Sure enough, the people who introduced themselves next, although they were more or less provoked and molested, they all handled it with ease.It can also be seen that the students' temptations generally have a limit, and they will not be too outrageous.

It can be said that this welcome party is just to convey a message to the newcomers: survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest here.

The person in charge was still reading slowly, with different positions, but he never read Zhou Bo.

Even so, many people are tentatively looking at Zhou Bo.

...the influence of citrine is still great.

Zhou Bo thought silently.

"Today's students are really enthusiastic." Before moving on to the next person, the person in charge said something casually.

"I believe everyone knows the last one." He put away the paper and looked towards Zhou Bo. "Swordsmanship tutor."

At the same time, a dazzling golden light lit up on Zhou Bo's head.

The chattering stopped in an instant.The whole hall was silent.No insults were spoken, let alone attacks.

Zhou Bo didn't speak for a moment.

... The courtesy given is too high.

He could already feel dissatisfaction or suspicion from the previous counselors.

Guanghui Academy is a well-known aristocratic academy outside. If you are not a wealthy family, you will never be able to enter as a formal student or teacher, and you can only be a probationary student or a tutor.There is never a lack of opportunities to reach the sky here, so even though the darkness inside is not a secret, countless people flock to it.At the same time, even if they act indulgently, the students here still have a basic judgment on the situation.The savior of the young girl of the tea family, on the bright side, they will never offend easily.

Therefore, this silent attitude is the opposite of suppression.They wanted to use this kind of exaggerated differential treatment to arouse the dislike of Zhou Bo from other instructors, and based on this, they would exclude Zhou Bo, extinguish the arrogance that Zhou Bo might have by relying on the power of the tea house, and then try to take it for their own use.

After all, as far as they are concerned, as long as they don't have noble blood on their bodies, they are slaves driven by others. If these slaves are not allowed to recognize their identities, keeping them is a disaster.

The antipathy has been created, and there is no way to salvage it.This is an unbreakable game.

But Zhou Bo didn't care.

He didn't even want to say a word.

Just as the atmosphere gradually became stalemate, a broken piano sound broke the silence.

The woman holding the zither fell off the stool, her braids fell out, and spread out messily on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

She lowered her head, trembling with fear.

Zhou Bo looked down at the woman.

... There is a second trick.

He glanced around at the group of students with different expressions, and said softly, "I need someone."

No one answered.

Zhou Bo waited patiently.

Finally a boy stood up, ran to the woman, and asked her, "What's the matter?"

The woman's voice was thin: "No, nothing..."

The guard beside the boy had already knelt down to help the girl up.

"Go to the medical room and have a good rest." The boy patted the woman on the shoulder.

After finishing speaking, he ignored the stares of the surrounding students, and saluted Zhou Bo: "The face of the benefactor of the tea family must be given."

"Children who are eager to help others are always loved." Zhou Bo chuckled, "What's your name?"

"My name is Ying Yuan." The young man looked at Zhou Bo expectantly, "The scene where you rescued Miss Cha was so cool! I also want to be brave like you!"

The young students overlooked that the nobles were not united.No one wanted to offend Zhou Bo, and some even wanted to win Zhou Bo over.

The so-called suppression, as long as there is no unity, it will inevitably fail.

This is Ying Yuan's bet as a minor nobleman, betting on Zhou Bo can bring him greater benefits.

"you will."

Zhou Bo accepted this bet.