Fighting for a Successor

The boys beside were speechless.

Haha, back then, when they wore ties like this, they were called sloppy.

When had this world become so superficial?!

In the long corridor.

With his hands behind his back, Zhong Shenglin walked down the stairs with relaxed and happy steps.

"Why isn't Elder Zhong going to continue watching?" Hong Chongzhen's expression did not look too good as he asked with a fake smile.

"Oh, you're talking about the competition? There's no suspense in this. It's boring to watch."

Zhong Shenglin sighed and smiled gently at Hong Chongzhen. "Thank you so much, Professor Hong. You sent more than 30 students here just to let my Ge'er crush them."

"You think she can crush them just because you say so?"

Hong Chongzhen laughed coldly.

Although Hong Mingyi was not talented, the elite education he had received for so many years was not for nothing!

This age advantage could not be replaced no matter what!