After weighing the matter, the Geng Supervisory Academy did not stop Yang Zhen from enrolling in school, and he swallowed this bitter pill.
The moment he said "Passed!", he seemed to see the disdainful expressions in the eyes of the secretaries and mountain chiefs in the hall.
This made him extremely ashamed and annoyed, but he had nowhere to show his anger.
He hated Shan Chang for watching the fire from the other side, hated Wang Sishu for misleading him, and even more hated this boy named Yang Zhen.
Don't give him face, and refute him in public. The key is that this kid won in the end.
Boy, just wait for me, I want to see what you can accomplish with this inch of your spiritual root!
Yang Zhen felt relieved, took the record sheet from Wang Sishu, and went to the back hall to register her enrollment information.
There was a sudden noise behind him, which was the start of Zhao Yueer's spiritual root test.
The secretary in charge of registration probably already knew what happened in the hall, and did not raise any objection to his spiritual qualification. After recording all the information very quickly, he handed him a jade token as big as a palm and a half.
"This is your student's identity token. Take it and wait in the back!"
Yang Zhen picked it up and looked at it. It said "No. 11, Gengzhai, District C".
There are two groups of children in the corner of the back hall, one group of boys and one group of girls, each with about ten people. Yang Zhen walked towards the boys' team and found that the other three boys from the Zhao family were in the team. Zhao Yuzhu jumped on his feet and greeted Yang Zhen. It was obvious that he was very excited after passing the test. The other two ignored him.
There was a young man in his twenties at the front of the team. He nodded friendly to Yang Zhen and said nothing.
After a while, Zhao Yue'er also came to the back hall. After registration, she joined the girls' team. When she saw Yang Zhen, the little girl smiled sweetly and narrowed her eyes into two crescent moons.
Children kept coming from the main hall and joining the two groups according to gender. After the boy's team reached thirty-one, the young man called out and asked the children to follow him according to their serial numbers.
Everyone left the main hall and walked toward the mountains along the rows of green trees sprouting new buds, laughing and laughing all the way.
About a quarter of an hour later, we came to a valley and saw a green tile and white wall hidden in the forest. Walking closer, I found that the place was divided into four courtyards, each of which was dozens of acres in size.
On the stone tablet in front of one of the courtyards, there is a large word "C" engraved on it. The young man led everyone into the courtyard.
There is a tall rockery in the center of the courtyard, with a small pavilion on it and a bluestone path winding up. There are several stone tables at the foot of the mountain, each with four stone benches.
The rockery is surrounded by a stream, with two ponds in front and behind. The stream flows repeatedly between the two small pools, and the small fish play in the water, which is lively and interesting.
There are six small courtyards on both sides of the courtyard in the order of heavenly stems. The young man walked forward and came to the small courtyard with "Gengzhai" written on it. He opened the courtyard door and walked in.
The small courtyard is much simpler. The flat land in the middle covers an area of about one acre, with some flowers and trees planted, a few tables and chairs, and nothing else.
It is surrounded by more than thirty huts, with a wooden sign in front of each house with a serial number written on it.
The young man clapped his hands and called the children over.
"Everyone look at the tokens in your hands. This is Gengzhai in District C. I am your chief, and my surname is Bai Mingsheng. In the future, if you encounter problems in life, practice, or study, you can consult me..."
"Everyone finds his or her room according to the number on the token. If your family members are waiting outside, I will send your belongings over later..."
"Everyone gather here during Youshi. I will take you to the cafeteria to eat..."
Yang Zhen found Room No. 11 and pointed the token at the door lock. She heard a slight crisp sound and the door opened automatically.
It's almost exactly the same as the key card Yang Zhen used to stay in the hotel in her previous life.
The room is about ten square meters and has good light. The furnishings inside are very simple, including a small bed, a desk, a utility box, and a futon.
There are three sets of clothes neatly placed on the small bed, two cyan and one white. Yang Zhen picked up a set of cyan clothes and changed into them. The clothes were a little loose, but they fit well.
He lay down heavily on the bed and let out a long breath. Although the dispute just now was short-lived, it left him mentally and physically exhausted.
I seem to have offended this prison? He smiled to himself.
…
Not much happens on the first day of school. After dinner, Yang Zhen returned to the room, took out a geographical chronicle of Xu State from the space, and read through it.
There were sounds of children playing outside, and there were also children visiting the house, but he didn't care about it.
I didn’t know how long I had been reading when there was a knock on the door outside the house. When he opened the door, he saw none other than Bai Shengzhao.
He entered the room, saw the books on Yang Zhen's table, showed a surprised expression, and then handed the package in his hand to Yang Zhen. These are daily necessities sent by the Zhao family.
Just like the counselor who welcomed the new students at the university in his previous life, the chief chatted enthusiastically with Yang Zhen for a while, and found out everything about his background, qualifications, etc., and also explained some things to note in the school. Then he said goodbye and left.
Yang Zhen read for a while, and then went to bed around midnight. While lying on the bed, I always felt like there was something I hadn't done, and then I remembered that I didn't go to Caiyun's room today to tell stories to the two little girls.
Thinking of the three of them wrapped in quilts together, with the two little girls surrounding him, listening to him tell all kinds of interesting stories, he couldn't help but smile.
Although it only happened yesterday, it seemed like it had been a long time ago, which actually made him miss it a little.
I'd better go to the construction site to move bricks, no, let's dig soil in the space!
Thinking of this, he came to the stone space and continued to work with Yiyi.
…
On the morning of the next day, the heads of each school led the children to the Patriarch Hall and worshiped Yunxiao, the sect's ancestor. From then on, every child, regardless of whether he would become a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect in the future, There is a trace of inheritance and karma with this ancestor.
In the afternoon, the school conducted a preliminary examination, mainly to see the differences in the cultural achievements of the students.
Among the schoolchildren, there are those who come from big families, such as Zhao Yue'er, who are not only literate in Chinese characters, but also know some about history, geography, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
There are also those who come from poor backgrounds and may not even know a few words, so they still need schools to help them learn literacy.
Yang Zhen and Zhao Yue'er both achieved very good results and were admitted to Class A together.
This class will teach pharmacology, organs, formation diagrams, minerals, etc. These are the four most basic skills of cultivating immortals - the basis of the alchemy and talisman formation.
In the new class, Yang Zhen met Zhao Yuer.
When the little girl saw him, her eyes turned red:
"Brother Shitou, without you telling stories, I can't sleep at night. I want to go home -"
It took Yang Zhen a while to comfort her, and she agreed to take time out to tell her a new story every day, and agreed to return to the Zhao Mansion together in ten days. The little girl finally broke down in tears and smiled.
The school stipulates that students have one day off every ten days. If conditions permit, they can go home and return to the school that night.
ps: Transition chapter.
