I am out of control, I don't have a pattern

Chapter 47 Wealth from heaven
"There's a beast in the School of Communication. After breaking the national record in javelin, he broke the school record in triple jump, and now he's going for the high jump!"

"Fuck, this is awesome! This guy must be two meters and one meter tall!"

"Damn it, the other special recruits can't even play, this is just a joke."

"Isn't that why this animal came to our school?"

"He majored in photography. He wasn't a sports person. He got in through a proper exam."

"What a beast, defying the will of heaven..."

Some college guys started a live broadcast and filmed Li Jie from a distance as he crushed his opponents with one leap.

Because there were a large number of participants in the high jump, there was a group competition. After Li Jie finished jumping, he went directly to the shot put competition venue to sign in.

"What a beast! What a beast! Why would such a beast come to our school to do such a thing?!"

"This is outrageous. Holy shit, has he finished his shot put competition?"

Student Li's amazing move completely convinced everyone. Counselor Guo Rong was so happy that he wondered if he would take off directly in the next provincial games.
"Brother Li, I estimate your high jump level to be more than 2.1 meters, right?"

"In a word, save the record."

Guo Rong was so happy at that time that he was about to take off.

This achievement came out of nowhere, and it was destined that Guo Rong would become successful.

After a quick calculation, I found that there was a seat that belonged to me somewhere high up in the administrative building.

Where should we go?
Admissions center?

Too tired.

Startup office?
Consider it.

Assistant to the principal's office?
The level is a bit high, and I need to work harder.

Then the entire administrative department of the School of Communication will open a single office with two group tokens.

The beggar version of "Tongzhongshumenxia Pingzhangshi"...

Quite reasonable, right?

Thinking of this, Guo Rong became even more excited. It would be so cool if Lao Li could show his skills on the national stage.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I felt, and I became more and more adept at riding the electric scooter.

"Don't worry, Brother Li. I will persuade students from any major you want to help you. Students from other schools are fine. It's easy to talk."

"Brother Rong, you're too polite. We're one family."

"Yes, yes, yes, we are one family..."

The school leaders and city leaders on the podium all felt that there was something strange going on here. What kind of outrageous thing could have been picked up by Jianye Art Institute?
Liu Hong, the dean of the School of Industrial Design, had a complicated expression. He thought back to the time when Guo Wei, who had always wanted to "usurp the throne", had been thinking about getting his son into the School of Industrial Design, but he had cleverly resolved the issue and finally handled the matter impartially and sent his son to the School of Communication to make a living.

I never expected that this "huge wealth" would come, and it couldn't be stopped!
"Old Liu, Guo Rong was able to enter the School of Communication thanks to your help."

It's quite refreshing to have some fun in private.

Anyway, Guo Wei felt very happy. He thought that Liu Hong was a loser who pretended to be cool in the courtyard all day long and did his job in a bureaucratic manner, but his own daughter came to teach structural sketching.

With your daughter's level, can she be taught structural sketching?

Don't have that ability.

Who are the teachers in charge of the industrial design major at Nanzhili University? They are all masters who have won the United Nations Art Exchange Academic Award, and at the very least, they are professors who have won the association award.

Who are we at “Jianyi”?

They are all either the dean's daughter or the dean's student. How can things get better if this continues?
Sooner or later, it will be crushed by other sister colleges and universities with the same major in the country.

My son Guo Rong gets along well with students and at least he is good at leading students. Why did you, Liu Hao, send him to the Media College?!

In his heart, he was complaining that as long as Liu Hao, the useless director, was in office, there was no way the Industrial Design Institute could do a good job.

We have to find a way to bring him down.

He can replace it.

Liu Hong, the dean of the School of Industrial Design, also felt uncomfortable, thinking that Mr. Guo himself was not that good, but his son was quite lucky.

The two exchanged a few words, and then heard a "Fuck" sound coming from far away. The language organization ability of contemporary college students is no different from before.

"Oh my god! I thought he was 2.1 meters tall, but it seems 2.2 meters tall is the limit."

The high jump record for college students in Sanjiang Province was broken, probably just this one jump.

It’s a pity that the school sports meet record of Jianye Art College does not count. But who cares about this situation? Once the short video was shot, various subculture video websites became popular again.

However, those who were not familiar with Li Jie at that time did not recognize him as Li Jie, and just thought he was a funny college student who liked the "Masked Gourd Man".

It wasn't until someone in the "Ten Years of Anti-Fans" group accidentally saw this video and recognized at a glance that this was not a human!
"Fuck, Brother Xie is at Jianye Art College!!!"

"Did you find out?!"

"What did you find out? Look at the video. The Jedi in the video is Crab Brother!"

"Fuck, this piece of meat must be it!"

"He actually applied to the Art Academy..."

"I found the photography major at the School of Media at Jianye Art College. His name is on it. Damn, what a beast. He hid it so well!"

"666666..."

"No guys, did you guys see the video?! Crab Bro broke the national record in the javelin."

"..."

"Oh my god, this bullet didn't hit the grass, it hit my heart. Damn it, Crab is always playing dirty tricks on us, right? He's been training secretly for several years, and now he's planning to change his career and become a sports star, right?!"

"Oh my god, Brother Crab is so awesome. He broke the national record in javelin and also broke the school record in triple jump..."

"Someone is live streaming! I found two people live streaming."

"I'm at 'Sanjiang Industry'. I'll be there soon! I have an electric motorcycle, it drives fast!"

The entire "Ten Years of Black Fans" group was in mourning. Seeing Li Jie become popular again, the old fans who were once black fans felt mixed emotions.

Some people who were so angry that they just went to Li Jie's Weibo and found a few "old fairies" to vent their anger. After their accounts were blocked, they quickly created new accounts to continue venting.

Only after I had an orgasm did I calm down and find inner peace again.

This kind of sudden popularity usually stays on the hot search list for half a day.

A freshman from Jianye Art Institute broke the national record by wearing a mask!
Jianye Art Institute "Media-91" athletes' astonishing move!

As she thought about it, Su Mengyao became even happier.

However, happy times are always short. In addition to the ringing sounds of my phone, it also rang with the message "Where is my Diao Chan?"

Damn, the phone rang.

I picked up the phone and saw: Gan Xingzhu calling.

I don't really want to answer this call.

Because Gan Xingzhu is her aunt, but after thinking about it, Su Mengyao still answered the phone: "Aunt, what's the matter?"

"Yaoyao, where are you?"

"What's the matter?"

"Yaoyao, where are you?"

"What's the matter?"

"..."

Both of them were repeaters. Gan Xingzhu was somewhat helpless and could only whisper: "Yaoyao, your grandpa is in big trouble and may be sentenced to life imprisonment. Your second sister has also been taken away, and so has your second brother-in-law..."

The person on the other end kept talking and even started crying. Then Su Mengyao hung up the phone and skillfully blocked her aunt Gan Xingzhu.

After doing all this, she lay down in the bathtub, took a long breath, relaxed her whole body and mind, and waited for Brother Jie to come back and enjoy her.

“Guhehe…”

When Su Mengyao thought about how Brother Jie would be covered in sweat after the game, her face turned even redder.

(End of this chapter)