At this moment, he was holding the trophy, with a million bonus, the shouts of mountains and tsunamis, and his already high popularity, and his gains were not only there!

On the rostrum, all the white-bearded old men, who were nowhere to be around, were standing on the top of the mountain and looking down at the earth.

That's right, he is Martidal, the president of Brussian College. At this time, looking at the podium, the warm scenes and the roars of mountains and seas were actually not important to this old man over fifty years old, because he had seen through Tang An's spiritual traces.

“Relative time.”

Matidal seemed to be able to see through everything and said, "Ning Yuan, you have found a treasure. He has immeasurable potential. Maybe it is the person we are looking for who is truly worthy of the power of Brussian. I wonder if your opinion is the same as mine?"

In fact, Ning Yuan had long expected that Matidal would say this, and he knew it from the beginning of Tang An's registration for the competition.

"I said it, but he was not interested. He just wanted to work hard to control the existing spiritual traces." Ning Yuan replied.

This sentence was unexpected by Matidal, "He is an acquired awakened person, with such potential, and he is very motivated and resilient. He really doesn't want the power of Brussian?"

"It's true, he doesn't want it." Ning Yuan replied.

"And you didn't mention it?"

"right."

Matidal looked at Tang An who was sprinkling champagne with his hands behind his back, and continued with his eyes narrowed, "You are always like this, Yuan Yuan."

Ning Yuan, who was also looking at Tang An, spread his hands helplessly, "I don't like to force others' will and ideas. He likes to rely on himself, so let him do it."

The principal turned around, looked at Ning Yuan, and said earnestly: "What do you mean is telling me, telling me not to tell him about this?"

This made Ning Yuan smile, "Principal, I don't want to force anyone, so do you. If you can convince him to implant the power of Brussian, I will of course guide him well. After all, I also hope that he can get this honor and opportunity, but if he still doesn't want to, I will be helpless."

"Okay, arrange a time and let him come to me." After saying that, Matidal turned around and left the rostrum. While walking, he still told me, "Yuan Yuan, this child must be well trained, I like him!"

"I understand, my dear Principal Matidal."

...

Tang An remembered very clearly about what happened that day. He had signed the autograph and met someone.

He is a senior in the elite class, an old student in the 2019 class, and is also a well-known leader in the elite department in the college. If his class teacher and tutor Su Su had not stopped him, he would probably have been able to play in the unified recruitment department.

This guy especially likes shirtlessness. Everyone knows that he has nine dragons tattooed on his back, but his muscles are perfect, and his bronze skin is even more awesome. However, today, he is wearing a very inconsistent school uniform, but his school uniform is already a bit torn and looks like a wandering warrior.

His name is Ye Chenxuan, and he is a man with a pair of dragon eyes. His eyes seemed to be born with immortal domineering aura. His thin knife cuts his face and is full of vicissitudes. Looking at him, he seemed to be born the strongest warrior! His eyes were full of desire for battle. He was not convinced, except for his mentor, Su Su.

"Senior Brother Tang An, you have won my respect and admiration! Come on, go back and take care of your body. When you are full of blood and blue, we will fight!" This is the first thing Ye Chenxuan said to Tang An...

But he was very busy and did not agree to the battle, but Ye Chenxuan didn't care. Anyway, he declared war and was going to fight. At Brussian Academy, it would be enough to make a fight with one side...

On this day, Tang An was respected by his seniors, respected by all teachers and students in the school, received bonuses and trophys, and favored by principal Matidal. It seems that these are all Tang An’s gains.

But what he never expected was that this gain would have accumulated into qualitative changes in his future college career, which had many benefits, but also brought him countless disasters.

But this is the story later...

On that night, Tang An did not go to see Miaomiao because he really had no chance and didn't know what was wrong in the college. It seemed like something shocking changed, and the students were all crazy... I didn't know what they were doing, and I was busy, especially the girls' villa area, which was brightly lit and crowded at night.

Xiao Xinhuan is gone, and Peng Ran is too...

It is already early morning, and the college is still busy, and Tang An is not idle either. At this time, he is in the underground garage, repairing his car, replacing filter elements, tires, changing engine oil... etc.

After all this series of work was done, Tornado 521 had regained its mighty style, as if it was brand new. However, Tang Anke was completely weak. He lay on the ground, with several pieces of black waste oil rubbed on his white vest and skin. The scrapped tires and replaced accessories piled up all over the floor, which was messy, and he couldn't move it.

No matter how beautiful the day is, it will return to nature at night.

However, Tang An was still very happy. He had proved himself through the motorcycle Grand Prix. His spiritual traces were already famous in the whole school. Teacher Ning Yuan also sent him a message. Recently, when he had time, he went to the principal's office. Principal Matidal had something to say to him.

As for Principal Matidal, he has been in this position for ten years, and he has only favored two people, one is Ning Yuan and the other is him.

but……

Even though he was happy, Tang An looked at the pile of waste parts, tires and waste oil on the ground, and he was almost broken. Otherwise, he would sleep here tonight. No one would care about it anyway. I would be able to keep my energy going tomorrow...

When encountering things, he always thinks that he can do it himself, but... he also expects that his friends can create glory with him? Just like the math group, when one day he has amazing skills and a name for a character, he must join the math group! But who will he be?

"If someone helps me, it's actually good." Tang An suddenly smiled slightly. As long as he wasn't a soft meal, it would be better to have a partner.

"I'll help if there is something wrong with the squad leader!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came to the distance and echoed several times in the underground garage.

but……

This time, it was not just the voice of this person, but also several familiar figures and endless footsteps.

Tang An quickly sat up and looked over. On the other side, Qian Buyou took the lead. Qian Buji was still behind her, Peng Ran, Xiao Xinhuan, and Ye Chenxuan, the elite leader he just met today, and... Miaomiao.

How did they play together?

These people had a tacit understanding and surrounded Tang An, looking like they wanted to fight together.

But when Tang An was sitting on the ground with his hands, he was frightened when he looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!