The discipline team obtained a stretcher and prepared to carry Xi Fan back to his residence to recuperate. Xi Fan looked at Lu Ping several times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end the word "thank you" was still not uttered. After all, he still couldn't change his emotions towards Lu Ping so quickly.
Xi Fan was carried away, and the crowd who came to express condolences dispersed immediately. Some people showed concern for Mo Lin, a new student who had only entered the academy for a day, but not even a greeting to Lu Ping.
They didn't care whether he was injured or not, and no one asked him what role he played in this incident.
"Then you still need to ask? It must be a burden!" Everyone thought so wishfully.
The hut became deserted again, with only Su Tang left.
For three years, the only person who came to this hut was Su Tang.
Silently cleaning up the mess caused by the unprecedented crowd in the hut, Su Tang stood by the window.
It's good weather again, but the flowerbed outside the window is not as colorful as usual. After the fierce battle last night, the situation in the garden was much more serious than that of Lu Ping's hut. Maureen was standing next to a piece of squashed flowers and plants, being scolded by Mawson.
"Aren't you going to class yet?" Lu Ping asked behind her.
"I'll go right away." Su Tang looked back from the window and pointed at the small table: "That's where breakfast is."
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded.
"Then I leave, will there be any sequel to that Xing Luo?" Su Tang asked.
"Probably not." Lu Ping said.
"Be careful."
"rest assured."
Su Tang left. Lu Ping went to the small table and took breakfast.
The buns were already cold, so Lu Ping didn't care and stood by the window eating silently. He was used to this, being alone when Su Tang went to class and practice.
Mo Lin was still being scolded by Mo Sen outside the window, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Lu Ping looked at it and laughed.
This scene actually seemed very warm to him. Only with deep love can we bear deep responsibility! Teacher Moson was so disgusted with him and reprimanded him a lot, but he always ignored him after two or three harsh words. When had he ever given such a long and heartfelt scolding?
The relationship between this guy and Teacher Moson seems to be deeper than I first thought!
Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Sen finally finished his scolding, and then he quickly went to check which of the flowers and plants that were damaged last night could still be saved. Where's Maureen? When he woke up in the morning, he didn't know where the straw hat was missing. He finally picked it up, put it on his head, and went to the window of the hut again.
Lu Ping did not avoid this time. He left two buns in his bag for Mo Lin and handed them to him.
Maureen took it.
"Only two?" he muttered.
"It's all cold." Then he was disgusted.
"Eating cold ones is not good for your stomach." He stuffed one into his mouth and continued.
"What's your relationship with Teacher Moson?" Lu Ping asked.
"He is my second uncle." Maureen said.
"Your last name is Mo too."
"Yes, actually my name is Mo Lin, not Lin Mo. Don't tell anyone!" Mo Lin said.
"Is it necessary?" Lu Ping said.
"Of course, I'm an assassin, and I'm running away from... uh... pursuit?" His voice became weaker and weaker. Molin finally remembered that the person who was chasing him has now become the nourishment of this flower garden. .
"It seems that it is not particularly necessary." Molin said, "But as an assassin, it is always good to hide your name. Is your name a pseudonym?"
"No." Lu Ping said.
"Can you be my mentor?" Maureen said.
"What?" Lu Ping was startled by Mo Lin's abrupt words. He originally thought that Mo Lin was going to ask him the questions he was always curious about yesterday.
"When I entered the academy yesterday, the dean asked me which tutor I wanted to be with. I casually mentioned my uncle's name at that time, but now I think you are the most suitable." Molin said very seriously. It really depends on age. He was two or three years older than Lu Ping, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all and looked at Lu Ping expectantly.
"I can't teach you anything." Lu Ping said.
"Don't refuse so quickly. Think about it carefully." Molin said.
"It really can't be taught." Lu Ping said, lying back on the bed.
"Pretend to be a corpse again, hey!" Molin yelled, and he was turned away from the window again.
Three days passed by in a flash, and the annual exam of Zhaofeng Academy finally came.
In the past three days, nothing happened in the academy, except for the bad news that Xi Fan, the captain of the Discipline Team, was unable to take the exam due to a serious injury.
After the news spread, freshman Mo Lin immediately found Dean Guo Youdao.
"Can you take the exam for me?" he asked seriously. Xi Fan was injured, and he felt that he had a great responsibility. If it weren't for his existence, Xing Luo would never have appeared at Zhai Feng Academy. Likewise, if it wasn't for saving him, Xi Fan would not be injured like this. So he felt that it was very reasonable for him to take the exam for Xi Fan.
However, no matter how tolerant the regulations of Wind Catcher Academy are, it is impossible to allow taking exams on behalf of others, even if there were very special circumstances this time. Mo Lin was kicked out of the dean's office at that time.
But then the dean decided to be a little more accommodating and give Xi Fan a chance to try again after his body recovered.
Despite this, many people still feel sorry for Xi Fan.
In the college exam, not only the instructors and students of the college will be paid attention to, but also the various countries and various forces on this continent.
Although Fengfeng College is not as famous as the four major colleges throughout the continent, it is one of the only colleges in the remote area of Xiafeng District. However, compared to the other Xiafeng Academy, its influence is still much smaller. Xiafeng College has a history of more than 200 years. It was established and developed jointly with Xiafeng District. It has profound resources and background and has always been respected by Xiafeng District. Zhanfeng College was later established, and it quickly grew thanks to its dean, Guo Youdao, who had famous teachers from the four major colleges, but in the end it was still not as good as Xiafeng College's more than two hundred years of accumulation.
The two colleges held the annual major exam together, so there was naturally a sense of competition. Xiafeng College has more students and has always had the upper hand. However, in recent years, outstanding students from Zhanfeng College have frequently appeared in the limelight, making Xiafeng College somewhat disgraceful.
As for Xi Fan, he has already made a splash in the major exams for two consecutive years. This time for the fourth-grade exam, he was originally a serious concern of Xiafeng College. However, as soon as the news came that he was seriously injured and unable to participate in the test, Xifan Academy immediately felt that Good luck opening the door.
"What a pity! How could Xi Fan be so careless?" Sitting in the middle of the invigilation desk were naturally the deans of the two colleges. Baal, the dean of Xiafeng College, expressed his regrets and condolences to Guo Youdao with a serious smile.
"As long as everything is fine," Guo Youdao said calmly.
"Haha, yes, this is of course the most important." Ba Liyan smiled, and a row of tutors from Xiafeng Academy beside him also agreed.
After laughing, someone immediately came up and said, "Dean, it's almost time."
"Oh, okay, let's get ready to start! Let's start the first grade as usual. Let Zhaofeng Academy come first. They have fewer people and can go faster." Baalyan was high-spirited. Without Xi Fan, he didn't think anyone from Zhaifeng Academy could take advantage of them.
The preparation bell for the exam rang, and the first-year students from the two colleges lined up under the tower.
The Tower of Soul.
This is the examination room that major colleges usually use to assess students. Different colleges will have different design standards. The Soul Tower used by Zhanfeng College and Xiafeng College is divided into twelve floors. Students enter the tower with the goal of climbing the tower. Each floor is worth eight points. The twelve floors total ninety-six points. However, if there are twelve floors in a row, The layer is also broken through, and four more points are added to get a perfect score of one hundred.
Although it is only four points, these four points are the most difficult four points. In the 24-year exam of Zhefeng Academy, only four people have ever scored a full hundred points, and these four people were eventually eliminated by the four. Studying in the university is the greatest pride of Zhefeng College.
"This year's freshmen from Zhaofeng College are very energetic!" Ba Liyan glanced at the students of Zhaofeng College one by one and praised Guo Youdao hypocritically. In fact, he had already known about the quality of these first-year students of Zhaofeng College. level.
"Hey, the power of the five souls is really good!" Ba Liyan pretended to be surprised. He had known that there was such a person in the first grade of Zhaifeng Academy. As for the name, he didn't remember it because he didn't think about it at all. Remember the level
necessary. This year, among the first-year students at Xiafeng Academy, there are so many students who can sense the five kinds of soul power that Baalyan can't even remember them. There are as many as twelve people who can sense all six kinds, and three of them have already broken through. In the realm of the first level, compared with this grade, Zhaofeng Academy is bound to fail miserably. Baaliyan doesn't mind praising Zhaofeng Academy a few more words. The higher the praise, the harder the fall!
He smiled and looked at each one one by one, but when he saw the second-to-last guy in the team wearing a straw hat, Baaliyan was stunned for a moment, and then after raising his power to a higher level, he confirmed what he saw. That's right.
Baalyan's expression changed instantly.
"Dean Guo, there is something wrong with one of your first-year students, isn't it? The Sixth Level of Soul of the Pivot? Is this a first-year student? Dean Guo really spares no effort, but isn't this a bit too ugly?" Ba Liyan's expression It has changed, but there is no need to panic. Would a student in this state be a first-year student? No one would believe it at all. It would be too stupid for Zhefeng Academy to place such students in the first grade to enhance their competitiveness.
"Dean Ba, are you talking about the one wearing the straw hat? You misunderstood. He just casually watched the excitement and did not take the exam. He is a refresher." Guo Youdao said calmly.
"Enter... advanced trainee?" This time, Chin Liyan's expression became a little uncontrollable. As a visiting scholar, as a college dean, I know what this means. This means recognition. Because only more excellent colleges are likely to be favored by others to study. Even though Xiafeng College has a history of more than two hundred years, it is located in this remote area and is not much more famous than Zhaofeng College in the entire continent. No one has ever thought of coming to their college for further study. But now, there is actually a training student in Zhaofeng Academy?
Ba Liyan deeply doubted the authenticity of this, but Guo Youdao had already said that this student would not take the college entrance examination, so there was no need to explain to him whether he really came to study.
Helpless, Baaliyan took advantage of the situation and looked back. Behind the man in the straw hat, there was the last first-year student of Fengfeng Academy.
Um? Um?
Ba Liyan also confirmed it twice this time, and finally he was sure, and then he laughed: "For such a student, Dean Guo will also let him take the college entrance examination, which is admirable! He won't also come to watch the fun. Right?"
(I will be recruiting for supporting roles soon. Please pay attention to my public *reputation*. There will be news then!)
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