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The snow was getting heavier, and a layer of sparse white had been piled up on the ground. Outside the Juyan Martial Arts Academy campus, the children of ordinary people chose to leave sadly.

Even if he goes back, can he really go back? Hearing this sentence, Cheng Lei was silent for a moment. Although he was still full of worries, the hesitation disappeared. He knew that he could not go back. When he entered Hong Kong, he could not go back.

He held his companion's hand and gradually relaxed. He sighed and did not persuade him anymore. The big-nose boy patted his friend's shoulder and looked at the bell tower and statue reluctantly, barely speaking: "I'm leaving, be careful..." Then he left in the face of the wind and snow.

Until the depressed figure walked away and came back to see him, Cheng Lei looked around and felt confused. There were so many people, and in the end, only twenty people were recruited. Who would have the confidence that he would be inside? He looked at the tall boy next to him, and only felt calm and determined. The man seemed not afraid at all...

Hearing the words of the boy behind him, the black-haired girl carrying a burlap bag lowered her eyes. She didn't know whether it was affected by the wind and snow or her increasingly messy thoughts, her delicate face was not a little bloody and she was in a daze.

Soon, nearly one-third of the young people from all over the country left, but there were still tens of thousands of candidates left. Although many people were in a state of mind, they wanted to chat with people around them and be friends who encouraged and helped each other; but more people looked cold and had a disconnect with the people around them, especially those fierce gangsters and rogues, with their eyes showing an unconcealable harsh light.

Why do you lose your life at any time? Fight with beasts? Fight with people? Twenty out of ten thousand people are chosen. These people are not friends, they are all mortal enemies!

Everyone had their own thoughts and followed the command of the staff of the Martial Arts Academy, lined up in long rows in front of more than a dozen registration tables, and went forward to sign up one by one.

There is no hot sun, but there is cold and heavy snow. For most people, this is a long wait, because each table is responsible for hundreds of people, and the registration time is from morning to dusk, and there is not even a half-hour lunch break. If someone stands numb and can't hold on and falls, it's better to go home as soon as possible.

The burlap bag was very heavy. In order to stop during the queue, the black-haired girl put it on the ground beside her. After a while, she picked up the burlap bag and walked up. Fortunately, no one urged her to rush her behind.

At this moment, the girl gritted her silver teeth again, lifted the sack with both hands, and the muscles and bones on the back of her hands stood up. Xin Lie couldn't bear to see it anymore, and he didn't care about any risk. He reached out and took the sack bag and said, "Girl, will I help you with it?"

"No, no! No! No!" The girl was shocked immediately, and she didn't want anyone to touch the sack. Seeing him reaching out, she hurriedly carried it on her back with a conditioned reflex, but accidentally hit his arm.

Bang clang—A muffled sound of collision in the sack. Xin Lie frowned, and the girl hurriedly apologized: "Sorry! I'm unintentional." Xin Lie shook his head and said: "It's okay." He looked at the big sack on her back, and the things inside seemed to be...

When the girl saw him looking at the sack, a trace of long-standing tension flashed across her face. She glanced at him and then pretended to be calm and walked back to her body.

Time passed slowly with the wind and snow. I don’t know how long it took, but most of the fewer civilians outside the campus were missing, and the trees in the building were covered with silver frost. It was finally her turn.

The girl patted off the snowflakes on her shoulder-length hair, pulled her clothes, took a deep breath, lifted the sack and walked up, laughed at the register at a loss, and said, "Hello, sir, I want to register, my name is Fang Ling'er..."

"Okay!" The middle-aged registrantly knocked on the table, spread out his palms, and said with arrogance, "Are you rich? Pay the registration fee first."

Fang Ling'er nodded repeatedly: "Yes, some! Please wait." Under the eyes of the registrant and everyone around her, she struggled to lift the sack to the table, and had no time to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She untied the bag quickly and tilted the bag, and the things inside poured out.

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang...

Seeing the copper coins falling on the wooden table, everyone was stunned and piled up like a mountain! The sack only poured out a few pieces of silver and a few good copper coins, and the others were not counting so many scattered copper coins. All the money seemed to have a total of one or two gold, and the registration fee was almost empty after paying. It was not that everyone had seen it or had never made any money, but in this case, at least they would exchange them for gold and silver before they could come? What a fool!

Although he had been expecting it, Xin Lie was stunned. If it weren't for the manager of Keno, he might have been like this. Could it be that this girl could not find someone she trusted to help me exchange it?

"What are you doing..." The Register was stunned at first and then frowned. He didn't know what to say about so many broken copper plates. He was stuffy in his chest in one breath. This damn little bitch! He held back his anger and complained: "Aren't you causing trouble for me?"

"Sorry, I'm not... Can it be?" Fang Ling'er frowned, afraid of hearing the word "no".

Although the new civilian warriors are becoming increasingly difficult to walk, the Martial Arts Academy strictly stipulates that it is not difficult for those who are determined to register. The registrant replied reluctantly: "Do you understand if you miss it? Do you understand if you waste time?" While grabbing the pieces of broken silver, he mocked: "Don't you know that you should change it to gold and silver first? You want to be a warrior with such a brain? Hum... It's like these broken copper plates, and you don't claim to be a pound or pound."

After he said this, many people behind him felt superior and dissatisfied. Yes, it took time! Many young people were smiling or unhappy, and the men in the air were even more "hehe" and "haha". This is a joke told by the registrant, and no matter how loud they laugh, it will not cause trouble.

Fang Ling'er lowered her eyes and apologized quietly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"..." Xin Lie clenched his fists and suppressed the anger in his chest. What's so funny? It's all about civilians here, and who doesn't know the difficulties of life? He glanced around and only the boy named Cheng Lei and others remained unchanged. He silently remembered those faces that were smiling happily. These people should not be their companions.

The registrant took the broken silver, plus the few scattered copper coins, and counted hundreds of copper plates to make up one or two gold. He dialed the remaining copper plates in disgust: "Put these back! Stain the table."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Fang Ling'er knew that she could sign up and smiled excitedly, and a shallow dimples appeared on both cheeks. The registrant took two registration forms and asked lazily: "Name, age, hometown..."

Fang Ling'er quickly transferred the remaining less than a thousand coins worth only one tael of silver into the sack. This little money saved money and could support her to live in Juyan for three months. While answering one by one, she was called Fang Ling'er, born in September 365 in the New Calendar, now 18 years old, from Wuhe Town, and has parents and a sister and younger brother. She has never studied elementary school, but because she has been doing embroidery and cutting work for many years, she can also read and write some words.

"Okay, next one!" After filling in the registration form in duplicate, the registrant picked up the seal of Juyan Martial Arts Academy, covered it on the form, threw one and drove her away. With this form, the applicant can participate in the formal assessment in two days.

There were countless people behind, and Fang Ling'er didn't dare to be sluggish again. She happily picked up the registration form, carried the sack that was sinking to the end, and then quickly left.

Bang--

With a loud noise, the newly-up boy took out a or two gold from his pocket and placed it heavily on the table. The registrant pulled his brow slightly and raised his head to look.

"Remember it, my name is Xin Lie." The tall boy said lightly: "Born in August 365, 18 years old, his parents have been separated for many years. In addition, he has no brothers and sisters, no immediate family. He is from Gude Town, dropped out of school, has little study and is able to read."

I have recorded so many people today, and this guy is the most rude... The middle-aged registrant was unhappy, so he lowered his head and filled in it.
Chapter completed!