Today is the first day of school at No. 60 Middle School.
Oh no, to be precise, it should be the day when all foundation-building colleges and universities across the country start their semester.
Hua Xiuguo has always advocated an educational policy that cannot be achieved without rules. Thousands of years of cultural accumulation placed there are by no means just decorations. Going to school at a fixed time, taking morning classes, taking a lunch break at a fixed time, and then finishing school at a fixed time, and you must wear school uniforms... These school rules that were left in the history books hundreds of years ago are still intact today.
As for the school uniforms, they had already been sent to their home by space delivery while Wang Ling was eating crispy noodles last night.
The blue and white sports-style school uniform has a huge elite class "Elite" character printed on the back...
Although he had been mentally prepared, the style of the school uniform still made Wang Ling gasp.
He understands everything.
With thousands of years of cultural accumulation, it is normal to promote national culture... But what the hell is that word "Jing" on the back of the school uniform? The privilege of the elite class
Wang Ling looked at it horizontally and vertically, and felt that the inspiration for this school uniform definitely copied the clothing style of ancient prisoners on death row three thousand years ago. They usually printed the word "death" on the front and back of their clothes.
If there are areas for improvement, it is not without them. Almost all the pockets on the school uniform are storage spaces, and the capacity is so large that it is almost impossible to use it up. In a true sense, the Huaxiu State Education Bureau has promulgated the burden reduction policy for thousands of years.
Starting from the Wang family's small villa at the urban-rural fringe, it was still a full 10,000 miles away from No. 60 Middle School. Wang Ling almost turned into a gust of wind and ran through the fields and streets in the countryside. He rushed to the school gate in less than two minutes.
After all, he had the experience of traveling 30,000 miles to buy instant noodles as a child. This 10,000-mile journey was really easy for Wang Ling, without blushing or breathing.
Today is the first day of school. Director Shi from the Teaching Office and several school leaders came to the door in person to greet the new students.
It happened that Wang Ling had just run to the corner when he heard several people talking from a distance.
"I heard that a new student got an SSS rating yesterday?"
"Yes, Chen Xiaozong, this person's name is Wang Ling, and he has been assigned to the elite class."
"I see... It seems that this classmate will have great achievements in the future."
Chen Xiaozong's face showed a happy look: "Hey, the male students nowadays are very savvy! We in the 60s have always been famous for our checks and balances. It seems that the situation of yin and yang is still under control. .”
"The principal is wise!"
The campus tutors headed by Director Shi all showed approval.
Wang Ling: "..."
After adjusting his school uniform, Wang Ling walked into the school gate calmly, bowed and saluted, and no one recognized who he was. The reason is simple. As early as he rushed to No. 60 Middle School, he had already used the Great Shapeshifting Technique, one of the three thousand magical powers.
The biggest difference from ordinary disguise is that this magical power is so powerful that it can completely change one's appearance. It can change fingerprints and even DNA structure, which cannot be detected even with the most advanced science and technology.
In contrast, any electronic eye on the street can immediately detect the ancient method of disguise, which is based on makeup, and quickly call the police.
In this way, Wang Ling successfully avoided the eyes of several leaders at the school gate and successfully enrolled... Although the process was a little difficult, Wang Ling felt that it was all worth it.
All the cheers and applause were superfluous to Wang Ling.
Ever since he was a child, what Wang Ling hoped for most was a quiet environment where he could calm down and study hard, but unfortunately, these wishes never came true.
Some people say that when God closes the door, he will open a window.
The situation Wang Ling faced was obviously even more bitter. God not only opened the door and window for him, but also blew a vigorous sandstorm outside the window...
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Class 3, Grade 1, is located on the first floor of the teaching building of No. 60 Middle School.
From a geographical point of view, the women's restroom is the one that goes out from the front door of the classroom, and the men's restroom is the one that goes out from the back door. It is also the class closest to the cafeteria in the school. Every time when the school serves lunch at noon, you can see a group of elites holding their tableware high and quickly arriving at the battlefield ahead. This is definitely an extremely magnificent scenery.
Today's schools are no longer what they used to be. They have fewer courses but many class hours, and they strictly incorporate the trends of today's cultivation era. Needless to say, there is no need to talk about physical strength training, such as drawing talisman and seal, making spirit water, controlling fire and refining elixir, etc... Basic courses such as these took up Wang Ling's entire freshman year of high school.
The first year of high school is an important process for laying the foundation. Although Wang Ling had learned these things by himself since his mother's womb. But you still have to pretend not to know, attend every class obediently, and then try your best to be a score-setter.
That's right, all Wang Ling's exams were calculated based on the average score of the class, and he got the average score based on his scores.
And every time Wang Ling thought of these nonsense, he felt doubly painful.
Making friends has always been Wang Ling's weakness. No. 60 Middle School is divided into two elite classes. Wang Ling's class has a total of fifteen students.
After a morning of emotional running-in to select class cadres, everyone was almost familiar with each other, and Wang Ling was particularly impressed by the following people.
The first one is Guo Hao, the representative of the ideological and political course. In the later stages of foundation building, my ancestors ran a pet shop, and in Grandpa Guo Hao's generation, he evolved into a spirit animal business. He often brings a parrot named Erdan to sing with the double reed, sometimes criticizing the current ills, sometimes worrying about the country and the people, and is known as the gossip of each class. People give him the nickname - Master Erdan;
The second place was Lotus Sun, who was directly elected class president with a unanimous vote. The young lady of the Huaguo Water Curtain Group, in the late stage of foundation building, claims to be a modern standard beauty girl. Beauty, decent, and grace are the expressions Lotus Sun strives to portray to the outside world. It seems to be perfect, but there are enough psychological dramas to weave a large-scale drama about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law family ethics that no one in Huaxiu Kingdom has been able to write for five thousand years; Wang Ling noticed the girl at the first sight. There was something evil between his eyebrows, fearing that there would be a bloody disaster in the near future. It was precisely because of this that Wang Ling felt that it would be better to keep a distance from this classmate...
Third, Chen Chao, the sports committee member, is a part-time labor committee member of the class. He is at the peak of the late foundation building stage and is one of the most promising young men to be promoted to the golden elixir stage. He speaks with a fluent Beijing accent. Born into a family of ancient martial arts, he is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a mad rabbit... At the same time, he is also a muscular man who loves fitness, and is probably the most energetic person in the school;
The above three people were all the ones Wang Ling decided to be on strict guard against.
At the end of get out of class, there were sounds of frolicking in the class. Wang Ling glanced around at the noisy environment and couldn't help but sigh. It is really not easy to hide your identity in this dire straits.
After checking the time, Wang Ling took out a book called "One Talisman, One Seal" from the space pocket of his school uniform and placed it on the table.
The school bell happened to ring at this moment.
And less than a ten-thousandth of a second after the bell rang, a middle-aged woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a ponytail stormed in, walked onto the podium, and put down her phone with a snap. He picked up the blue roster in his hand: "I was still in the office, and I heard your voices all over the corridor! You are the elite of the school, how can you be so noisy?"
This middle-aged woman's name is Pan Shengcong, the head teacher of the elite class, Grade 1 and Grade 3, and the fourth person that Wang Ling is wary of...
The No. 60 Middle School in the book is actually my high school alma mater. All the characters appearing in it have their own prototypes~~ I hope all brothers and sisters will like it. Welcome to the book club chat group: 497204521, remember to show your love for your favorite characters!
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