Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

Tang Mu turned around and looked at Qian Rong. His eyes were full of hostility.

The latter had used him as a negative example in front of everyone and did not care about his feelings at all. Qian Rong was a typical self-righteous person. He was obviously narcissistic but still pretended to be humble. It was disgusting!

He had been the class monitor of a classroom in the Divine Arms Academy for three years and held an important position in the hearts of the other students. How could he willingly lose face in front of everyone?

" Qian Rong, you're really good at scheming. You use others to elevate yourself. Even if I'm just a consultant, I'm better than you. You're just a villain who got a high score on the quality test thanks to your rebar. If you didn't have the support of your family, you definitely wouldn't achieve what you have today with your poor ability!" Tang Mu said coldly.

Tang Mu's words immediately silenced everyone present.

At that moment, he seemed to hit Qian Rong's weak spot, and Qian Rong's face turned red with anger.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight at the class reunion, the people around them immediately dissuaded them.

"Brother Qian, forget it. Let's not hurt each other's feelings."

"Class Monitor Tang, don't say something you'll regret. Qian Rong was just speaking casually.

While everyone consoled them, the two of them snorted coldly and ignored each other.

Tang Mu looked at the bright lights on the hall's ceiling and sighed.

If Wu Mo were there, Qian Rong, the runner-up, would not have had a chance to show off in front of everyone.

When he looked at the clock on the wall, the hour hand was already pointing to 11 in the morning.

"It's not easy to hold a class reunion. Is Wu Mo not coming back this time?"

As he wondered, Tang Mu raised his head and looked around, trying to see if there was any sign of Wu Mo.

That guy was used to keeping a low profile. He would definitely not be like Qian Rong, who would be complacent with a little achievement and boast in front of others.

However, he did not see Wu Mo in the hotel lobby.

He could not help but feel a little disappointed.

"Time really flies. It's only been three months, and everyone has gone their separate ways. It's a good thing that the Divine Arms Academy's students are quite skilled at forging, so we haven't dishonored our alma mater."

Everyone started chatting again, and most of it was reminiscing about the past.

In a group of 30 students, many of them had become screws in an organization, living a well-off but repetitive life.

On the other hand, Qian Rong and Tang Mu, who were better off, would have a bright future because of their outstanding results.

However, some of them chose to go back and inherit their families' businesses, while a few decided to further their studies in other cities.

In short, most of the people in Class 1 were living well, but they were talking about their choices and lives after graduation.

This inevitably led to the subject of the most dazzling student in the graduation design assessment, Wu Mo.

Wu Mo had earned first place and even forged a Divine weapon. It was hard to forget his glory.

As a matter of fact, the topic of conversation had already shifted to Wu Mo.

"The banquet has already started. Why isn't Wu Mo here? I still want to know how Wu Mo is doing. After all, he's the strongest scorer in our Divine Arms Academy!" a young man in a black suit asked curiously.

His words immediately aroused the interest of the crowd, and the discussion about Wu Mo gradually increased.

"I heard that Wu Mo was hired by the Research Department in the capital city. He's working in a national institution now. We can't compare to him."

"Back then, he forged a Divine weapon. Even Principal Qiu and the mayor paid too much attention to him. Now, he's definitely developing better than us," someone in the crowd said as if it was only natural.

"That's not necessarily true. Our graduation scores can only be considered a ticket to enter society. No one knows what will happen after that. During the Divine Arms Academy's graduation season last year, there was a powerful blacksmith who was directly sent to the military Research Department. However, in less than two months, that person was kicked out because he could not adapt."

"Yeah, I wonder where Wu Mo is right now. He should be attending the class reunion, right?"

I really want to know what kind of achievements Wu Mo has so that I can motivate myself.

Everyone sighed.

At that moment, Jiang Mengyao, who was standing in the corner of the hall, heard the voices from the crowd and looked a little worried.

She looked at the clean floor with her beautiful eyes, her mind in a mess.

"Is Wu Mo not coming this time?" A voice emerged in her heart.

Jiang Mengyao's mood was so low that she could not extricate herself from it.

Just when everyone thought that Wu Mo would be absent, the glass door in Golden Age Restaurant's archway suddenly opened. Then, a young man in a gray t-shirt walked in.

The sharp-eyed students realized that it was Wu Mo, the person whom everyone had been talking about earlier!

Wu Mo was wearing a gray t-shirt and dark blue casual clothes. He looked like he was going for a walk. Compared with the other students who were dressed to the nines, he was extremely eye-catching!

When Wu Mo approached them, everyone noticed that he had two faint dark circles under his eyes. His expression was full of fatigue, and his face was covered in dust. He did not look like a distinguished blacksmith at all.

Seeing Wu Mo rush over, the people in the hall made way for him, allowing him to walk to the center.

"Sir, do you need a glass of champagne?"

A waiter in black and white saw that Wu Mo seemed a little tired and immediately went up to inquire gently.

"Thank you, but no."

Wu Mo waved his hand and declined the waiter's offer.

He had stayed up all night and spent a lot of time on improving the Invisibility Armor.

As a result, he had dark circles under his eyes.

Moreover, alcohol would make one's mind muddled. He was now on a top-secret project, and he had to ensure that he was always sober, so he would never drink.

In addition, he had not eaten for almost the entire day, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger. He did not even have time to eat, so how could he drink?

Right then, he directly walked past most of the familiar students and headed straight for the wine table not far away.

As for the curious and surprised gazes that fell on him, he completely ignored them.

It was now 11.10 am, and many waiters came out of the kitchen with delicious food.

Many students also took their seats. The first group of students was divided into two large tables. After everyone sat down, they began to chat.

Many of them had their eyes on Wu Mo. They wanted to know what had happened to him. How did such an eye-catching top student in the graduation design assessment end up in such a state?