Inside Class Nine's classroom, at the window seat in the last row, sat two students—one thin and one fat. Their builds formed a striking contrast.
The thin student was looking at his phone, while the fat student beside him was lying on the desk asleep.
At that moment, the thin student put down his phone, turned to his deskmate, and asked quietly,
"Class monitor, I heard some new students are coming today. Who are we sending out?"
Hearing this, the fat student did not even lift his head and remained in his sleeping position, but his voice came through.
"Don't bother me with this while I'm sleeping. As long as I'm here, no one will get admitted by stepping over Class Nine."
As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom door opened, and Director Li walked straight to the podium.
Instructor Mo Lan and Qin Xiao followed him in, with Su Wuming and the other two behind them.
"New students are here. Everyone, prepare to welcome them."
Without wasting words on introductions, Director Li got straight to the point and explained why they had come.
Immediately, the thirty-odd students in the classroom all looked up at the podium, their gazes almost simultaneously settling on Instructor Mo Lan.
But they only lingered there for less than two seconds before shifting their attention to Su Wuming and the other two. After casually sizing them up, they lost interest, their faces full of disdain.
"Three more people asking to be beaten. Boring~"
Clearly, these students did not think much of Su Wuming and the other two.
Two Bronze One-Stars and one Black Iron Nine-Star were nowhere near enough to interest them.
Director Li watched it all with a smile, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at Su Wuming and the others.
"One-on-one