Looking at the 10 fans that Wang Youcai destroyed, everyone felt that their hearts were bleeding.
That represents 10 direct Enrollment Ink Academy places!
But now...
This is the only one left, and its value is even higher.
Seeing everyone's increasingly solemn expressions, the little fat man's eyes remained calm.
This situation had obviously been anticipated.
Although Ink Academy has its own Rules existence and has taken advantage of a certain bug, if there is no restraint, the most likely result based on the Ink Academy's previous unreasonable style is...
Re-enact Rules.
By the way, I'll also do it myself.
This kind of thing will happen 100%.
Instead of greedy for everything, it is better to stick to one.
As long as what he does is within the bottom line of the Ink Academy, there will be no problems.
Wang Youcai knows this well.
Well...
It is best to sell this fan to Qi Tian or Yuan Zhong at a high price. These two will inevitably lead to the existence of Enrollment, and it will be perfect.
For a moment, his eyes fell on Qi Tian, with some encouragement in his eyes.
But Qi Tian raised his chin proudly and snorted coldly at Wang Youcai, looking a little disdainful.
I look down upon this kind of opportunistic approach.
"I offer 500 Credits!"
Finally, a young man could no longer restrain his inner impulse and shouted.
A full ten seconds passed...
No one has ever raised the price again.
The whole Auction seemed a little silent.
The little fat man was confused for the first time.
Because although these people looked salivating at the fan, and even seemed to be quite moved by it, except for the person who spoke at the beginning, the rest of them all suppressed their inner desires.
In fact, this matter is easy to understand.
Geniuses, no matter how humble, low-key, and polite they appear, are still arrogant in their hearts.
Buying school uniforms and playing Sandbag are all just to stand on a fair starting line with everyone else.
It's a type of involution.
But the current situation is another matter.
It would be a shame if they were asked to spend money to buy a fan Enrollment instead of relying on their own strength.
The young man who spoke first looked around with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
But he still gritted his teeth...
"No one is taking pictures of this fan..."
"Does it belong to me?"
The little fat man was deep in thought and did not respond immediately. Instead, he carefully analyzed his failures in this business plan and summed up his experience.
Sun Wen, who had not spoken during the whole process, chuckled lightly at this moment.
"Little fat man, as a senior, I will teach you something today."
"Ink Academy, Credits is very important."
"It's so important that everyone is working hard to get it."
"But similarly, Credits is the most worthless thing in the Ink Academy."
"What we value more is everything we experience and every bit of growth we gain in the process of obtaining Credits."
"Only by continuing to go further on this road and surviving by chance again and again, this is the true meaning of Credits."
"So..."
"What Ink Academy values more is still character."
"Not the number of Credits."
"Just like we are deceiving Credits, you are also deceiving Credits. In this process, the greatest fun lies in the intrigues and battles of wits and courage."
"But if you really regard accumulating Credits as an obsession, then you will actually fall behind."
Sun Wen rarely became serious, put Fruit Juice aside and said calmly.
"To come back after a thousand pieces of gold is gone is the true goal of our generation."
After listening to Sun Wen's words, the little fat man was startled for a moment, raised his head in confusion, looked at Sun Wen's calm eyes, thoughtfully, and did not speak for a long time.
"Thank you, senior, I learned a lot."
When he spoke again, Wang Youcai's voice became a little hoarse.
With the same solemn expression, he stood up and bowed slightly to Sun Wen.
Sun Wen nodded slightly.
"Just like Xu Bighead, although all his Credits are... well..."
"But his cultivation progress has actually never fallen behind."
"The foundation is getting stronger and stronger."
Sun Wen whispered, but his voice was very soft and no one heard it.
In the corner.
Xu Yuanqing, who had just received a huge sum of money and was going to Cafeteria to spend some money and enjoy a wonderful life, was stunned when he heard what Sun Wen just said.
"This little guy..."
Xu Yuanqing chuckled and shook his head, "But Credits is still very valuable."
"At least, I can eat Chicken Leg today!"
"I just don't know if Cafeteria, the old lady, will accept it if I take the IOU for consumption."
With that said, Xu Yuanqing nervously looked at the IOU in his hand again, took a deep breath, as if preparing to fight an important battle, turned around and left, walking further and further away.
On the other side, Sun Wen's eyes also fell on the only student who asked to buy a fan.
"Actually, Ink Academy does not necessarily require students to have a strong heart and take the road of invincibility."
"Even relatively speaking, Ink Academy hopes that every current student and graduate can live a better life while completing their tasks."
"So I understand your approach."
"How about adding a small condition, besides East Campus and Energy Room of the Ink Academy, there is a demon."
"There is a strand of pink hair on this monster's chin. It was Xiao Xiao... um... we dyed it."
"Get this strand of hair, Enrollment."
"How?"
"After all, what we want to see more is your strength or how you handle it when facing a crisis."
"Because your own life is at stake."
Sun Wen looked at the young man and said seriously.
"500 Credits, buy one and you can directly take the special assessment of Enrollment."
"Nothing is lost after failure."
"This is not a loss for you."
"The only thing you have to be careful about is that demon, it's very vicious..."
"He will be cruel and may lose his life."
"If you feel it's unfair, you can give up this Folding Fan and continue other assessments with the candidates behind you."
Sun Wen stood up slowly, looked directly at him, and said seriously.
The young man was silent.
I didn't know what I was thinking when I looked at this Folding Fan for a long time...
"Thank you."
"I'm not afraid of death..."
After saying that, the young man no longer hesitated, grabbed the Folding Fan in his hand, and left towards the east side of the Playground.
Sun Wen looked at the young man's leaving figure with a smile on his lips.
He said to Wang Youcai again, "Look..."
"This..."
"This is our Ink Academy, true style."
"What you saw before was all an illusion."
The little fat man just watched this scene silently, took a deep breath, nodded, and said nothing.
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