Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

"See you later, Jiang!"

Shen Weiwei waved coolly at Jiang Lang and strode out of the hall.

There's still some time before the martial arts competition ends, so it seems like they're planning to ambush people as soon as possible.

Not only her, but many other groups also sent people.

A martial arts student of Wu Lie's caliber, if properly trained, can improve the performance of a research group by at least 10%.

If all goes well, I should be able to get my student status.

He'll have a good future in the military, and who knows, he might build a solid network of connections with people someday.

Such high-quality investments are rare.

"Hey! This is someone from your hometown, aren't you going to try and win them over?"

Bai Zhaoli looked at Jiang Lang.

Even through her sunglasses, I could still sense her curious gaze.

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "There's no need."

Bai Zhaoli pouted: "How can you give up before you've even started? You saved his life, and with our shared hometown, you could have brought him here even if you had to tie him up."

Jiang Lang remained unmoved, his gaze never leaving the screen.

Just now, Wu Lie didn't mention joining the group at all in front of him, which is enough to show how much he longs for a chance to turn his life around.

The fact that this person dared to confront He Yaozu head-on is enough to prove that he is a man of strong character. If he really wanted to use the life-saving grace and hometown friendship to make a scene and resort to moral blackmail, the possibility of him being brought in would not be small.

But even if you succeed, it will take a lot of effort.

And most importantly...

He tapped the number on his notebook: "The prime time right after the martial arts competition, are you sure you want to fight a mad dog for meat? Even if you manage to get this piece of meat, the plate will be licked clean by someone else by the time you turn around."

"Too……"

Bai Zhaoli thought about it and realized that it made sense.

She turned to the side and looked at the number Jiang Lang had recorded, and surprisingly, a significant portion of it overlapped with her own.

Furthermore, those that performed well were crossed out, leaving only the underperforming potential stocks.

As expected of the future iMo, his mind is so clear.

……

An hour later, the martial arts competition ended, and all the martial arts students stayed behind to treat their injuries and rest, while waiting for representatives from each group to arrive.

Jiang Lang and his two companions also went downstairs with more than a dozen numbers. He didn't think the other groups had bad taste, but they were definitely all scrambling for SSRs right now, so this period was his golden window to snag some bargains.

Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever; we have to resort to any means necessary.

So Jiang Lang went to each of them one by one, half deceiving and half morally blackmailing them.

"You've all seen my abilities; it's all thanks to my coach. My coach has been hired by Professor Su as a resident instructor and will start tomorrow. This is a chance to take off; whether you can seize it depends on you."

"You've probably heard about the academic atmosphere at Qiqihar University, and you've seen what He Yaozu's behavior is like. I can only say that most research groups' attitudes towards martial arts students aren't much different from He Yaozu's. Professor Su is a rare exception; you should consider that yourselves."

"Actually, you all know why other research groups didn't try to recruit you. This is an auction, and you might not be selected. Although you can wait for the next round, and the school can help you find a new place, you also know how many GPA points you'll lose if you miss one or two rounds of competition."

"So join us, let's complement each other!"

With a combination of persuasion and deception, the psychological offensive was relentless, employing both carrot and stick tactics.

However, the lingering effects of the negative posts on the forum had not yet dissipated, and other people shared the same idea as Jiang Lang, thus robbing many people away.

So he and Bai Zhaoli found a total of seventeen people, but only three were willing to work with Su Yunchang.

Moreover, none of these three chose to officially join the group; they only signed letters of intent, leaving the possibility of them backing out.

"In the end, it still can't be done?"

Xu Yanzhi looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, sighed softly, and looked on with a tragic expression.

Then he turned to Jiang Lang and said, "Senior brother, don't be discouraged, keep going!"

"Add your head, my foot!"

Jiang Lang rolled his eyes at him. Actually, being able to fool three people had already met his expectations.

According to the school's rules, maintaining a ratio of one to three between enrolled students and martial arts students is most conducive to the evaluation. The ideal number is two researchers and two undergraduates in the Suzuli Group, with six martial arts students.

But given the current situation, hiring three people isn't unacceptable.

Jiang Lang glanced at the three of them: "It's getting late. Your senior brother will treat you to dinner tonight. What would you like to eat?"

"Anything works!"

"Thank you, senior!"

"Listen to your senior brother!"

The three martial arts performers, two men and one woman, were all around eighteen years old and were still somewhat reserved in front of Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang smiled at them, preparing to ply them with a heavy meal tonight, getting them drunk so they could be registered into the group immediately.

He glanced at Bai Zhaoli: "Want to have dinner together?"

Bai Zhaoli took off her sunglasses and raised an eyebrow at him: "Why aren't you eating this free meal?"

"Of course! I worked for you all afternoon, and you don't even provide meals?"

"Then I'll take the three of them, and you take Xiao Kui."

"good!"

Let's go!

Jiang Lang took out the car keys from his pocket. They belonged to Jiang Yi. There were two in total, and he gave one to Jiang Yi so that he could use it when needed.

The group headed towards the elevator, but got stuck in traffic halfway there.

The boxing room was packed with people, and it was extremely noisy; you could barely make out the sounds coming from inside.

"Wu, don't hesitate any longer. Our research group is backed by the Skull Tower Building, and the drugs we produce are the best and safest. As you know, among the three departments, our Pharmacy Department has the highest minimum qualification. Joining us guarantees you admission."

"Don't go to the Pharmacy Department, their potential is too low. Come to our group instead. We're going to the Wilderness Department. As long as you can master the new weapons, you're guaranteed to be a lieutenant-level officer in the army."

"Student Wu, I'm from Professor Hu Rentian's research group. Before you came to Qiqihar University, you must have heard about who the university's pillars are, right? Joining us won't be a bad choice."

"Thank you all for your attention. Your group is wonderful, I'm truly flattered. Could you give me some time to consider it?"

"Don't even think about it! I'll go find Professor Hu right now and help you apply for the highest level of group stipend, which is equivalent to a second-class scholarship at the university."

"I can apply too!"

Jiang Lang glanced at the number on the fighting room; it was Wu Lie's testing room.

He couldn't help but smile slightly; his fellow townsman from Liaocheng was truly amazing.

Good.

That performance was definitely worth the mad rush.

Moreover, he knows how to maximize his own benefits. So many excellent research groups are vying for him, yet he's kept them waiting for so long. Judging from Shen Weiwei's anxious voice, she's probably on the verge of breaking down.

Hmm... there's a hint of waiting for a better price to go around, but for his life, this is undoubtedly the most correct choice.

Such a person deserves a better future.

Jiang Lang pushed through the crowd: "Make way, make way."

Bai Zhaoli pursed her lips helplessly. No wonder Jiang Lang didn't spend time on Wu Lie; this fellow townsman from Liaocheng was indeed too eager to improve.

Such people are not so easily fooled.

"Um?"

Wu Lie was surrounded and at his wits' end when he suddenly saw a familiar figure outside the door.

He was immediately delighted and apologized to the person next to him, "Excuse me, please move aside, I have something to do outside."

"That's enough!"

Shen Weiwei's expression finally darkened: "Wu Lie, have you put on airs enough? You've dragged this out for so long just to get benefits, haven't you? I've already offered the highest terms, so it's impolite of you to keep pretending to be reserved."

She really couldn't stand it anymore. She went downstairs an hour early and waited at the door, just to be the first to win over this excellent martial arts actor.

I originally thought this would be a piece of cake, after all, Hu Lintian is a pillar of Qida University.

Apart from being slightly inferior to those research groups in the Department of Pharmacy in terms of theoretical lower limit, it can be said to have all the advantages.

As a result, Wu Lie dragged him on for more than an hour, and it seemed that he was addicted to being reserved.

"what?"

Wu Lie was somewhat taken aback: "I, I didn't..."

Shen Weiwei sneered: "If you leave now, you can forget about ever joining our research group again."

"It's a deal!"

Wu Lie breathed a sigh of relief, pushed Shen Weiwei aside, and rushed out of the fighting room.

Shen Weiwei: "???"

She was stunned for a moment.

No?

Why are you really leaving?

She quickly chased after him, and as soon as she stepped outside, she saw Wu Lie chasing after a familiar figure.

"Brother Lang!"

"Why?"

Jiang Lang turned around: "Congratulations! You did a great job, you have a bright future ahead of you!"

Wu Lie gripped his wrist: "I have a bright future ahead of me, why won't you take me into your research group?"

"Um?"

"Didn't you check your phone?"

"Oh, this..."

Jiang Lang took out his phone. He had been working too hard in the media room, so he had silenced his phone and was busy persuading people to sign letters of intent. He hadn't really had time to turn his phone on.

When I opened it, I found that Wu Lie had sent me several messages.

[Brother Lang, did you see my video? I did a fantastic job, come sign me!]

【Brother Lang?】

[Please reply to my message quickly!]

So many people have come looking for me, I can't handle it anymore.

[Holy crap, where did everyone go?]

Jiang Lang couldn't hold back any longer: "You should have said so earlier if you wanted to join our research group. I noticed you didn't mention it at noon, and I thought you didn't want to join."

Wu Lie scratched his head: "I figured that after I got beaten up like that, asking to join the crew back then would be like morally blackmailing you, so I was thinking of making a name for myself first..."

Jiang Lang: "..."

aside.

Representatives from several research groups watched with gritted teeth.

Shen Weiwei's vision went black again and again.

She finally understood why that senior who liked to hook up with married women was often chased and beaten by those women's husbands.