"Welcome to the real world."
"And standing at the junction of the real world and the real world, suppressing all abnormal people, we are used to calling them -"
"Suppressing deviants."
"Everyone here will have the opportunity to become a deviant suppressor, but it doesn't matter even if you don't want to become an deviant suppressor. Please enjoy your college time and get in touch with the fields that you are interested in that ordinary people have no chance to contact."
"That's all I have to say."
"You are welcome to the North."
The applause was only sparse at first, but soon the students who were still in shock reacted, and the applause roared like thunder.
Even Wei Zuoshu and Li Shengruo, who were sitting in the last row, were moved by the principal's speech and clapped their hands.
Zhenjun stood on the podium, looking at the young faces of the freshmen below the stage, looking at their vitality, and the sword-like clear light in his eyes became slightly rippled.
There will always be people who are still young, and there will always be people who will be the successors.
As a principal, this is undoubtedly the most gratifying, but also the most saddening.
Zhenjun, like all northern educators, has no intention of forcing these talented students to become deviants.
If you are not good at fighting, you can read ancient books. If you don't like ancient books, you can try enchantment science and alchemy. Even if you don't like it, that's okay, Northern Territory will not force students to do anything.
But he knew that the most outstanding and heroic among the students would definitely embark on this path, this tragic path called the strong.
When he didn't come, he suddenly remembered a poem written by a certain class of students in his long life.
He was an extremely talented student who loved poetry. He had a very high talent for poetry in school. He might not be a great outlier, but he was definitely a great poet.
The name of the poem is "Dreams Are Horses."
“I had to walk the same path as the martyrs and the clowns.
Everyone will extinguish the fire, but I alone will lift the fire high.
This fire is the great flower that falls here
Like all those who regard dreams as horses
I use this fire to survive the vast dark nights of my life.
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The opening ceremony ended quickly, because the principal was not the kind of person who said, "Let me just say two more points."
Wei Zeshu felt that the white-haired principal was like an incomparably sharp sword, sharp and direct. He immediately explained the school's special points and the truth concisely.
When the disbandment was finally announced, it was only after three o'clock, and there was still a lot of time at our disposal.
At seven o'clock in the evening, there is a dinner party for freshmen in Zhaoyang Hall. The school treats guests, which is considered a tradition in the north. Freshmen can enter with their campus cards.
If nothing else, the food in the north is really good.
He thought he had nothing to do and planned to go out with the other freshmen.
"Wei Curcuma, please wait a moment."
Just when Wei Curcuma was about to go for a walk outside and wait for a full meal in the evening, he was suddenly stopped.
All the professors and freshmen looked at him.
"I'm very happy to see you in the north. In the final test, you were able to defeat many recommended students and occupy the first place. You are stronger and more special than those special students of your predecessor."
"Remember to take my basic anomaly course."
All the students and professors were shocked by this dark-haired boy sitting in the last row. There was nothing special about him, but even Zhenjun wanted to say a few words to him.
Special admissions did not go through the normal process at all, but his performance in the final test was like a dark horse, shutting up all those who wanted to question it.
At this moment, Zhenjun's words undoubtedly attracted his attention even more, and he filled a handful of firewood with this attention.
There are many weirdos and even more geniuses in the North. Sometimes attention may not be a good thing, but Wei Curcuma really doesn't feel anything about it.
Nonsense, knowing that you are about to die, are you still afraid of other people's eyes? If you have any opinions, just come forward.
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The freshmen left this largest conference room one after another. If nothing else happens, it will be temporarily closed until the graduates leave the campus or the next class of freshmen enters.
But something seems different here today.
Zhenjun still hasn't left this classroom. In addition, there are some professors staying here.
In front of them, there were several files.
Yu Zhiyu, Li Shengruo, Wei Curcuma.
The files of the three of them are also included.
In addition, there are files for two boys and one girl.
The resumes, appearances, and personality traits of all of them are listed on it, which is very detailed, enough to show the terrifying ability of information control in the North.
The owners of these five files have nothing in common. If there is only one thing they have in common, that is, the last digit of the student ID is "1".
"There are five students enrolled in this year's internship group."
A professor was a little emotional because the number was much higher than in previous years.
"Those five are really undisputed."
"Yu Zhiyu, a preparatory student, studied in the Northern Territory when he was in high school. There is no dispute."
"Wang Xixuan was recommended for admission. He is the most mysterious Taoist recommendation among the thirteen families. He performed very well in the final test."
"Liang Cai is recommended for admission. Her mother is a graduate of our school, Cai Fengjin. She awakened her [Dharma] when she was three years old, and the specialness... is really special..."
"Li Shengruo, admitted through the General Enrollment Program, was the undisputed number one in the unified enrollment, all items were A or above, tied for first place with Wei Curcuma in the final test, and..."
The old professor sighed and continued with some emotion.
"We should have thought of it when we saw his last name... His spear is Huiming! It is a spear passed down by Yue Feng through the ages!"
"He is in the internship group and there is no need for any controversy. Even if he has no background and no knowledge, he is still number one."
As for the last person....
"Wei Zeshu, a special admissions student, is the most serious patient with soul overflow syndrome in history. Before we noticed him, he had encountered one hundred and seventy-eight anomalies, and without outside help, killed a child. Among them, twenty-one anomalies tried to attack humans..."
The leading professor rubbed his Tianming point, not knowing how to describe him.
"Not only that, in this year's internship group, two people were defeated by him in the cognitive interference part of the final test, and finally tied with Li Shengruo."
"Is that a tie? I'll give you a 'scalpel', I'll hold Huiming, and I'll give you one hand."
Another professor on crutches mercilessly mocked his old friend.
"Looking at it this way, he is comparable to Gu Wen when he first entered school!"
"It's a pity... It's really a pity... He is obviously so strong, but he encountered something like that..."
