"Know a little bit."

William said clearly: "In fact, the sponsorship agreements provided by major companies are similar, and they are roughly divided into four levels. The first level is to only provide various supplies, including armor, combat boots, weapons, etc.; the second level is tailor-made, of course, this is not exclusive armor, exclusive combat boots, etc., which is the treatment only nmosa's big stars. Instead, based on the existing products of major companies, their laboratories are optimized and transformed according to their situation; the third level is tailor-made, plus a large number of publicity resources, making them sports stars. It is said that outside this level

, There are some extra investments, and I don't know much about the specific situation. However, I know Angel of our school's baseball team, you have seen him before, and he also signed a contract with the Nysen Group. This person who spends money has always been generous and has been reported several times, but the supervisor sent by Nhsaa did not find any problems. Then there is the fourth level, and it is said that they will also provide a large amount of cultivation potion and some specialties from the dark world to help you practice. However, this is only the people they value particularly, and the sponsor needs to obtain certain results, which is an incentive to be equivalent to the results."

Then he turned his head and looked at Li Mochen with a strange look: "Are you serious? Is this too early to think about these things?"

Li Mochen was too lazy to explain: "So what's going on here? I feel that the look of these people looking at us is a little wrong? Is it happening when I was away?"

When boarding the bus, Li Mochen vaguely felt the repulsiveness of the classmates around him.

This should not be for the "sponsorship" he mentioned just now. Although he spoke freely to William just now, he had actually used the method of typing, and it was difficult for others to hear it except William. It was impossible for Angela. He did not do anything except his inappropriate words in the morning, and there was no reason for these people to show such a look of hatred for the enemy.

"Speak softly!"

William Jacques also lowered his voice: "Isn't it a sports scholarship? Coach Ricar has submitted a list of sports scholarships for this academic year to the school today, but Georgia did not approve it. The vice principal meant that there are only five of you in the second round now, and in the tenth grade, I, William, should have the most potential, so the list provided by Coach Ricar is not convincing. The Comprehensive Cold Weapon Fighting Club must reserve two places for us. I have to say that our vice principal is really keeping his word. He is not even terrified even Miss Louise. Didn't you see that Coach Ricar's face is blue?"

Li Mochen already understood the truth. When he was selected from the outer courtyard from the outer courtyard at Shenxiao Gate, his brothers and sisters also had this expression.

In short, it is impossible to convince the public.

Storm Stadium and Linden College are also located in the southeast urban area, and are very close to each other, only less than ten minutes' drive away. When the bus slowly stopped in front of the gymnasium, the students in the car got up and got out one after another.

But at this moment, a guy with a braided hair yelled at Li Mochen without warning when he approached Li Mochen: "Hey, trash, I'm waiting to see you be chopped and blasted by the Crazy Bear Bill, do you know? He will smash you to pieces."

A white student behind him even more 'spoiled' and spit out the window: "The shit on the back door! Why don't you die?"

"What qualifications does he have to get a scholarship? Just a lucky bastard!"

Li Mochen frowned and looked over. However, before he could see the person clearly, someone pushed him hard behind him. He was fine, and he didn't even move his steps, but William in front of him staggered and almost fell forward. It was all thanks to Li Mochen forcibly squeezed over and helped him, and the guy barely stabilized.

At this time, a burst of sneer sounded in the entire car.

Li Mochen didn't care or get angry. He did walk through the back door, and these people were not wrong.

And the best way to deal with doubts is to shut up all of these people with actual results. This is how he did in the realm of the Origin of the Dome,

"Shit!"

After William got off the car, he cursed: "The person who pushed us just now was Locke. I didn't offend him before. This guy must be jealous, he must be!"

Li Mochen sighed softly and apologized: "This is my fault, William. I was not thinking carefully. I shouldn't have raised a sports scholarship to Georgia at that time. This shouldn't be a good thing for you."

This is of course nothing for him. He can prove his own strength sooner or later. But for William, he may have brought unnecessary pressure and may not be able to withstand it.

William looked at him incredibly: "Hey! A Mo, is there water in your head? This sports scholarship is applied for once in a school year and someone else takes up the quota, so we can only wait for the next school year. Don't be stupid! A Mo, I don't believe that we are not worthy of this scholarship in a year. And that guy Locke, I will settle the score with him later, but he dares to plot against us later. He is so brave!"

"Okay, I'll take back the preface,"

Li Mochen laughed in silence. It was best if William could think so. Then he remembered something: "William, do you know who the Crazy Bear Bill they mentioned?"

"Of course it's your next opponent! That's a level 5 Berserker, the big hit in this fighting game. So next week you have to go to the loser group like me."

This time, a look of sympathy appeared on William's face: "I suggest you give up when you are suitable in the world. It is said that his axe is very heavy. Although the armor provided by the competition organizer can ensure that you are not injured, the pain is still inevitable."

A strange lust suddenly flashed in Li Mochen's eyes. He held the sword bag's hand and tightened it a little, and took a level 5 berserker to establish his authority. This seemed to be a good choice.

At the same time, behind the crowd, a strong silver-haired old man was looking at the backs of Li Mochen and William with anger.

"This is not suitable, Louise! You are not only the chairman of the Comprehensive Cold Weapon Fighting Club, but also the future heir to Linden Academy. At this time, you should stand up and speak to the club! You must not let that guy Georgia do his willfulness."

The blonde girl next to him was Louise Linden. The man smiled bitterly after hearing this: "But Coach Ricard, you have to admit that what Georgia said makes sense, right? There are only five people in our school entering the second round, and Andre is one of them. And you understand William Jacques' talent. If he can follow the path we arranged for him, this guy will be at least a seventeenth level outlaw in the future."

"But that's not now!"
Chapter completed!