NOVEL NEXT Chapter 22 Reward Distribution
Chapter 22 Reward Distribution
In the 90 years since the game was invaded, only a few dozen people from Haicheng have entered the top 100 in the country, and only once in the top 10.
This news directly detonated Haicheng, and everyone paid attention to this professional sewer summoner.
The reporters who entered the school to interview just after the test were all excited. They thought they could only be the No. 1 scholar in Haicheng, but they didn't expect to become the No. 1 scholar in the province and also ranked among the top ten in the country.
The interview materials in their hands immediately became first-hand news, which quickly increased the level of publicity and occupied the homepages of major websites in Haicheng.
And those reporters who couldn't rush to the school just after the test ended were not to be outdone, and quickly surrounded Donghua Middle School.
It's a pity that Han Yu is not in the school, they can only interview Han Yu's class teacher and classmates.
Seeing the grand occasion in the school, Jiang Wen and Lu Baofang both blushed.
Before this test, they never dreamed that one day Donghua No. 1 Middle School would be so lively.
Until Lu Baofang was asked the fatal question again: "Student Han Yu is so talented, why did he change his job as a Summoner?"
Every time this question was asked, Lu Baofang seemed to beat up Han Yu and the person who asked the question.
"I'm just the head teacher! I can only suggest, not decide, and I don't know why that brat wants to be summoned!"
This is just a thought in his heart. Lu Baofang has already thought about how to answer in the past two days: "Han Yu is a very assertive child. I gave him other suggestions, but he still chose his favorite path."
"In your school, children can choose whatever profession they want? Then there are other students who want to change jobs and call for your support."
"Phew, I have to be busy, so I won't accept interviews for the time being." Lu Baofang turned his head and left, although it was not easy to have a chance to show his face, but sooner or later he would be pissed off by the reporters if he continued to interview.
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That day, every headline article in Haicheng was about Han Yu.
"The strongest summoner in history? Kill through the mutant dungeon! Haicheng's first provincial champion!"
"The most mediocre genius? If you walk on the road to becoming a god step by step!"
"Humble genius! Why did you call for a job change! Han Yu's homeroom teacher said so!"
"The number one summoner? Can this road really go on?"
Most of them were congratulating Han Yu and winning glory for Haicheng, but there were also some discordant voices, who believed that Han Yu could get such a good result only because he "coincidentally" summoned a powerful summoner.
And this kind of unsustainable strength is meaningless, this time it just happened to be the champion.
Most of the people who opposed it were people from other cities, thinking that this time Haicheng picked up a bargain, and they might not have such good luck next time.
Some people even threatened to challenge Han Yu and pull him from the position of champion.
This is how the scolding battle took place. Supporters swore to the death to defend Han Yu's status as the No.
Han Yu leisurely prepared to go out to buy two pieces of pork ribs, and cook a soup for lunch to celebrate.
Just as he was about to leave, he received a call from Jiang Wen asking him to go to school.
Upon hearing this, Han Yu immediately said: All my grades are well taught by the principal and class teacher, and it is enough for the reporter to interview them. It will damage the reputation of the school to accept interviews with only one child.
Jiang Wen was silent for a while before saying, "Come here quickly, and I will give you the number one prize reward! If you don't come, you will be gone."
"Money! Seriously, principal, why didn't you say it earlier! It's here, it's here!" Han Yu immediately left when he heard that there was a reward.
When I came to the school gate, it was as expected that the gate was blocked tightly.
In addition to the swarming reporters, there are also many parents who come to check in, hoping that their children can get a good grade next year, at least pass the customs test safely.
Han Yu entered through the side door where he often skipped classes, and came to the principal's office. He didn't expect that there were several reporters sitting in front of Jiang Wen.
Just as he was about to slip away, Lu Baofang, who was standing by the door, grabbed Han Yu's shoulders.
"This is Han Yu, you can ask him anything." While speaking, he gave Han Yu a fierce look and gritted his teeth.
Several reporters in the office saw Han Yu's eyes lit up. The real person looked much more handsome than the photo on his student ID.
He has a tall and straight figure, with sharp eyebrows and star eyes, and because of years of exercise, he has a high spirit. This appearance and figure are very suitable for publicity.
It made several reporters nod again and again, giving people the feeling that they are here to pick a son-in-law.
Han Yu looked at the satisfied expressions of the reporters, and said, "Principal, I just graduated from high school, so you found me some blind dates, didn't you?"
"Why, you still want to go on a blind date?" Jiang Wen stared, looking at Han Yu with an unkind expression.
"No, no." Han Yu shook his head hastily, just thinking about why Han Yu felt that the atmosphere was not right. He had just won the first prize, so shouldn't the principal and class teacher support him.
No matter what, he looks like he wants to trouble himself.
"Cough." Jiang Wen coughed, and said, "These are all reporters from the official media, and they will take some photos for us as a declaration."
"No more interviews?" Han Yu asked suspiciously.
"Haha, as Teacher Lu said, student Han Yu is very low-key, don't worry, we just took a few photos, and the whole Nanming Province will know your name in the future, and you are also a common example for hundreds of thousands of candidates in Nanming." Seeing Han Yu's reaction, several reporters immediately opened their mouths to explain.
Han Yu didn't dislike interviews, but it was the first time that the misinterpretations of a few reporters frightened him. Afraid that the few words he said casually became a gauntlet to all players.
After taking photos cooperatively, Jiang Wen introduced to him the rewards to be given to him.
Nanming Province will give him a cash reward of 5 million, as well as an A-level summoner skill book, available at level 15.
Haicheng gave him 3 million cash rewards and a top-level purple summoner scepter.
A school, Donghua Middle School, also prepared 1.5 million cash for Han Yu. After all, it was only a high school and there were not many good things.
Han Yu was not surprised when he heard that, but seeing that his school had produced so many things, he couldn't help but ask, "Principal, why is our school so rich?"
Lu Baofang patted Han Yu on the head: "The principal won this for you. Don't forget your alma mater when you go to university."
"Don't worry, Lao Lu, I'm the one who knows how to repay you the most, but as the head teacher, don't you want to show it?"
"Get out, how can I, a working class, have so much money to give you!" Lu Baofang didn't expect that Han Yu's wool would come to him, and he refused directly.
"Hey, I didn't expect the class teacher to be so poor. If you want to be a student, I will help you first. Anyway, I will be a multi-millionaire soon."
"Hehe, multi-millionaire? When you get to the point where you need to strengthen your equipment, you will know that ten million is not too much. Before a powerful man named Ren Xuxu wanted to strengthen his main weapon to +15, it took Hundreds of millions of funds were collected to collect materials.
At the last moment of +15, the weapon was shattered and the materials were all wasted. From then on, the person also became crazy, talking all day about how strengthening would destroy a lifetime, and that the increase would be poor for three generations. "
"So, keep your money well. In the future, there will be times when you cry poor."
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