Although Huo Yuhao had already guessed a bit about his identity, when he said it in person, Huo Yuhao, like other students, straightened his body unconsciously. (This chapter was uploaded by a friend)
Dean of Shrek Academy, what is your identity? As the dean of the first college in the mainland today, he has the qualifications to be on an equal footing with the emperors of any country. Moreover, the dean of Shrek Academy must be a super powerful person at the level of Titled Douluo! It is the truly top existence on Douluo Continent.
The dean himself appearing here was something that no freshman had ever expected.
"I know you are curious about why I appear here. Yes, generally speaking, even if the freshman assessment reaches the final stage, having a vice president come forward is enough to show that the college values you. But I have to say that I am very satisfied with the performance of your freshmen. They are also the most talented freshmen in the past century. I am very interested in you, so I am here and I will watch. Finish all your games today. I hope you can surprise me."
Of course, the dean cannot host the lottery in person, so Du Weilun quickly took over the task of drawing lots. However, Dean Yan said that he would personally hold the lottery boxes for the freshmen. This immediately made every freshman feel excited.
This is the legendary superpower! The dean of Shrek Academy. He actually held the lottery box for us. Not to mention them, even a group of eight-ring Contras would feel deeply honored to be here. For a time, the freshmen's emotions became uncontrollably high. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong are no exception.
"The first class of freshmen, Huo Yuhao's team came forward to draw lots." This time, the first to draw lots was Huo Yuhao's team.
Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong looked at each other and said, "Go ahead." Huo Yuhao touched his friend.
Wang Dong shook his head and said: "No, you are the leader, go ahead." As he said that, he pushed Huo Yuhao out, making him the first to perform the speech in front of the dean. Students who draw lots.
Huo Yuhao stepped forward with some anxiety. When he reached out to draw lots, his emotions were out of control, and even his hands were trembling.
Dean Yan smiled slightly and said: "Young man, don't be nervous. I wish you and your team good results."
After Huo Yuhao drew a lottery, he took a step back and bowed respectfully to Yan Shaozhe. With a ninety-degree bow, he handed the lottery to Du Weilun and came back. When he returned to Wang Dong, he found that his heart rate had at least doubled.
"The first class of freshmen, Huo Yuhao's team, lottery number two."
The number two means that in the semi-finals, they will compete at the second competition venue. There are only four numbers in that box, two numbers one and two numbers two.
“The fifth class of freshmen, Dai Huabin’s team drew lots.”
A tall young man strode out. Huo Yuhao's memory has always been good, but looking at his back, he found that he didn't seem to have seen this young man in the draw of the last round of competition. Obviously, due to the appearance of Dean Yan Shaozhe today, the team of the fifth class of freshmen changed the people who drew lots.
The young man walked onto the stage, saluted Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun, and then drew a lot. He also followed Huo Yuhao's example and bowed again, handed the lottery to Du Weilun, and turned around at the same time.
It was a handsome and cold face, with long blond hair parted from the middle of the head and scattered on both sides. If you look carefully, you will find that there are double pupils in his dark blue eyes. He is also taller than his peers.
When Huo Yuhao saw his appearance, his whole body suddenly trembled, his eyes were filled with incredible color, and his body even trembled uncontrollably, and he grabbed Wang Dong's arm next to him.
Wang Dong was startled by his sudden movement and turned to look at him, only to find that Huo Yuhao's face was pale, but his eyes revealed deep hatred that could not be concealed. Huo Yuhao's hand was so strong that it even hurt him.
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"Mom, let me help you dry the clothes." The handsome boy, who was only seven or eight years old, struggled to pick up a large wooden basin, staggered out of the yard, and went outside to dry the clothes.
In the yard, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the boy's back with pleased eyes and murmured: "My Yuhao has really grown up. He is becoming more and more sensible."
< br>Xiao Yuhao finally walked out of the yard with the wooden basin in his arms. He only had to cross a road in front and reach the place where clothes were hung in a dozen steps.
At this moment, suddenly, a strong force hit his body from the side, knocking him to the ground with his body and the basin. The freshly washed clothes were immediately scattered on the floor.
"Asshole, don't you have eyes? You didn't see the young master coming back. Get out of here." An arrogant voice sounded. Xiao Yuhao endured the pain in his body and looked. Only eight strong guards were seen standing on both sides of the aisle. It was one of the guards who knocked him down. A young man wearing a white embroidered python pattern was walking quickly.
His appearance is very handsome, his eyes are bright, and his whole person's temperament and aloof nobility are compelling. His eyes were cold and he didn't even look at Huo Yuhao who was lying on the roadside. Until, his foot stepped on a piece of clothing that was already stained with mud.
"Huh?" The young man in Chinese clothes stopped and looked at Huo Yuhao with cold eyes, "Call me." After saying this, he walked quickly as if he was afraid of getting his eyes dirty. And go.
Among the eight guards, two immediately rushed towards Xiao Yuhao, punching and kicking him fiercely.
Xiao Yuhao was only eight years old at that time, how could he have the strength to fight back? The mother who heard the commotion outside ran out of the yard, protected her son with her body, and begged bitterly. But in the end, both mother and son were beaten to death, and the two guards finally gave up.
After all, Xiao Yuhao is younger and has stronger physical recovery ability, but her mother is already weak due to years of overwork. Left with heavy old wounds. Two years later, he finally became ill and left this world forever.
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Although more than three years have passed, even though he has grown up a lot. However, Huo Yuhao could never forget those cold eyes and cold voice.
It was him, he was one of the culprits who killed my mother. Huo Yuhao's eyes gradually turned red. He clearly saw those distinctive eyes, which were the symbol of direct blood relationship in the Duke's Palace. And he is the youngest son of the Duchess. Dai Huabin was also his half-brother, but he killed his mother.
Dai Huabin's face was still so stern. Even after meeting Dean Yan Shaozhe, he never lowered his proud head. Compared to other students, he was much calmer. Only his clenched fists revealed his inner unrest.
He obviously no longer knows Huo Yuhao, yes! Even when he brought disaster to Huo Yuhao and his mother, he never looked at his half-brother.
"Dai Huabin's team, the lottery number one." After Du Weilun's announcement, Dai Huabin walked back to his team. It wasn't until he couldn't see his face that Huo Yuhao's mood stabilized a little. Now, he even needs Wang Dong's support to stand firm.
Wang Dong was filled with shock. This was the first time that Huo Yuhao had such an emotion. He had no idea what happened to Huo Yuhao. But what is certain is that it must be related to that Dai Huabin.
"Yu Hao, Yu Hao, calm down. What's wrong with you?" Wang Dong comforted in a low voice.
The drawing of lots continued, and no one noticed the change in Huo Yuhao's expression. It was not until all the drawings were completed that Huo Yuhao regained his balance, but Wang Dong could still feel the trembling of his body. That's the trembling of emotions that have reached their limit!
"Can you still compete?" Wang Dong asked worriedly. It's no longer time to ask why, the semifinals are about to begin.
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down the pain in his heart, and nodded gently, "I can. What lottery did Dai Huabin draw just now?"
Wang Dong frowned. Wrinkle, he didn't even hear such a loud voice, and his mood swings were too severe.
“He drew the No. 1 lottery. If we and they both defeat our opponents, we will meet in the finals. Just now I seemed to hear someone saying that he is the last three remaining in the freshman assessment. "Third Ring Soul Lord?" A cold light flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, "Yes! He has so much support and resources, how can he not be outstanding?" ? Let’s go to the game.”
He seemed to have recovered, and the tremors in his body and the violent fluctuations in his emotions completely disappeared at this moment. Wang Dong only felt that everything that happened before was his hallucination. But in fact, it can't be an illusion!
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