Chapter 191 I am really the deputy leader of the steering group! (First update)

Style: Fantasy Author: Do you still want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?Words: 4432Update Time: 24/01/13 14:28:41
Yes.

The training guidance group of different systems arrived in Yangcheng City, and everyone was shocked and successful at seeing the practitioners of different systems overcome the tribulation for the first time.

This set of rules has spread among the people of Yangcheng City and in eight key high schools.

Including all primary and secondary schools in Yangcheng City, the impact is too great!

Everyone’s confidence is really inspired!

Previously, some people in Yangcheng City were looking forward to practicing in a different system, but they were unsure about it.

After all, over the years, the country and the Internet have been promoting that this thing is very dangerous.

Not only is the difficulty of cultivation countless times more difficult than that of a star warrior, but the backlash is too terrifying, with death or disability, and even a narrow escape from the tribulation.

At this moment, the confidence of the entire Yangcheng City people increased.

Everyone is extremely looking forward to the early success of the pilot group and early promotion of the guidance group.

In this case, there will be hope for countless low-level star warriors.

Even those ordinary star warriors, those with better talents, also have an additional method and track to become stronger.

Of course, the most anticipated ones are the eight high schools.

After all, it was piloted in eight of their high schools.

If it succeeds, then this year’s college entrance examination will explode in all eight high schools in Yangcheng City!

To be honest, not only Lao Song, but also the school leaders and principals of the eight high schools were excited just thinking about it.

"Say it again, no one is allowed to be late for me tomorrow, and no one is allowed to ask for leave!" At this moment, Lao Song was naturally even more excited and looked at the whole class.

In the classroom, all the students nodded quickly.

You idiot will only ask for leave tomorrow.

"Especially those two rows behind you, when the teachers in the guidance group come, follow me and learn hard." Lao Song continued, looking at Da Zhuang and other scumbags in the last row.

Lao Song was really worried about Da Zhuang and the others during this period.

Just last month, some of Da Zhuang's parents came to their homes and said that no matter what, they would allow themselves to take more care of these scumbag children in terms of cultivation.

Lao Song also has troubles that he can't express. How can I take care of him? Ever since Beichen became successful, I have really tried my best for this scumbag.

In terms of resources, fight for them with all your strength!

In terms of cultivation, he is a hands-on guide!

But where the talent is, there really is nothing you can do about it. Star warrior training is really too cruel sometimes.

Not everyone is Zhang Beichen.

But it's fine now!

Now that there is a way to practice in a different system, Da Zhuang, a group of students, finally has hope.

"You yourself know the situation of you guys. This is your last chance. You should learn more from Beichen, and ask the classmates who have returned from the competition about their experience in practicing different systems."

"Study hard and seize the opportunity. You have to walk the road yourself. Nationwide, the guidance group only piloted it in eight of our high schools. This opportunity was not easy, and I seized it. Do you know it?" Lao Song He said with all his heart.

Now that there are Zhang Beichen, Zhao Ziwei and others, Lao Song really doesn't care much about the admission rate and bonuses anymore.

Because Zhang Beichen and the others have already guaranteed themselves, they might even be able to win the top spot in the college entrance examination.

He now hopes that students like Da Zhuang can also take the lead and seize the opportunity of the guidance group to take the lead in piloting in Yangcheng City.

To be precise, as far as he knew, this was also the idea of ​​​​a middle school leader, including eight high schools.

They all know that the people who will ultimately benefit the most from this pilot work are actually the students with low-level destiny star qualifications in each high school.

"Good teacher."

"We will work hard." Da Zhuang and others also said excitedly.

"Okay, I've been waiting for your words! Now put down what you are doing and clean the whole school. I will clean up the classrooms, the practice room, and the school to welcome the arrival of the guidance group teachers tomorrow!"

"The glass must be polished, the table must be spotless, and there must not be a leaf left on the ground, go!" Lao Song said.

"ah!!"

"Ah what! Remember to wear my school uniform tomorrow. You are not allowed to be late or ask for leave!"

"..."

When they heard that the whole school was to be cleaned, the students in No. 1 Middle School complained incessantly.

What's even more outrageous is that before Lao Song left, he asked the class to put on a dance or singing program to be performed at the welcome ceremony tomorrow.

Tomorrow, we must show the best of our No. 1 middle school students to the guidance group and leave a good impression on the teachers in the guidance group.

Just after leaving the house, Lao Song called Zhao Ziwei and Zhang Beichen respectively.

"I understand, Teacher Song, I will be there on time tomorrow." Zhao Ziwei was okay and agreed directly.

However, from the phone call, Lao Song heard that something was wrong with Zhao Ziwei's voice and his mood.

"Well, remember to wear your school uniform. Ziwei, are you okay? Why do I hear something wrong with your voice?" Lao Song asked with concern.

"It's okay, Teacher Song. Okay, I know about the school uniforms." The other person said a few words and then hung up.

"This?" Lao Song frowned, but didn't ask any more questions.

He knew that Zhao Ziwei, a student, had his own ideas and acted relatively steadily.

Just after hanging up the phone, Lao Song was about to call Zhang Beichen and ask him to arrive on time tomorrow.

But at this moment, Zhang Beichen called himself.

"Beichen, just in time! I was just about to call you. The school has decided that at the welcome ceremony tomorrow, you will take the stage to give a welcome speech on behalf of our classmates in No. 1 Middle School." Lao Song happily told Zhang Beichen the good news.

only.

"Ahem, teacher, I'm going to take a day off tomorrow morning." Someone on the other side said.

"..."

At this moment, Lao Song was so angry that he wanted to hit someone!

You bastard!

Please take a break from the hammer!

I finally managed to get you to represent No. 1 Middle School tomorrow and address the guidance group on behalf of all the teachers and students, giving you a chance to show your face.

You told me you were taking the morning off?

It's gone, you're gone!

"Do you think you are a nobody now? Are you drifting away? You must arrive before eight o'clock tomorrow, do you hear me! Otherwise, see how I deal with you!" Although he treated Zhang Beichen as a thorn in his side, But Lao Song really gave Zhang Beichen a good beating.

"Hello, Teacher Song? Listen to me, I am a member of the guidance group, hello?"

"Hey Beichen, I really didn't expect you to be so good at bragging!"

"I'm talking about the real Teacher Song. Hello? Hello?"

"What are you doing! The signal is not good! You can't hear me clearly. Remember to arrive on time tomorrow and wear your school uniform. I'm hanging up!"

"Hello? Hello Teacher Song? Are you listening?"

"..."

Lao Song was speechless and hung up the phone directly.

He decided that if Zhang Beichen dared to be late tomorrow, he would not be able to spare him.

In short, after confirming that the guidance group has arrived and will come tomorrow, the situation in the other seven high schools in Yangcheng City is similar at this moment.

In addition to being excited, everyone really felt a little bit excited.

Cleaning up, wearing school uniforms tomorrow, organizing cultural programs and welcoming the guidance group.

There's still an afternoon and an evening left.

On the school gates of eight high schools, "Warmly welcome the experts and seniors of the Yangcheng Different System Cultivation Guidance Group" have been hung up to come to our school for guidance!

The formation is so big.

The senior students in various high schools are okay, but the students in the first and second grades of high school are really almost exhausted today. While they are busy with work, some are still taking the time to rehearse various programs and prepare to show them to the guidance group.

However, although they were exhausted, they were looking forward to it in their hearts.

Because they know that this is an opportunity to change their destiny.

Moreover, high schools across the country are only piloting it in Yangcheng City. This opportunity is too difficult.

At this moment, eight high schools are like this.

The people, ordinary and low-level star warriors throughout Yang City are also discussing this matter.

At the same time, outside a certain villa in Yangcheng City.

A group of people respectfully and politely sent an old man out the door.

"Okay, don't send me away. Team Leader Qu called me personally and asked me to go over for a meeting. Ah Heng, practice hard, you have a good talent. You have reached the third level of the Qi Refining Stage in a short period of time, and you will have a lot of potential in the future. "The old man said to the person who was sending him out of the door.

"Thank you, Uncle Sun, I will work hard." Wen Heng looked at the old man surnamed Sun and said quickly, feeling a little excited.

"Yeah. And you guys, Yin Jian, you guys should also practice hard with A Heng."

"From tomorrow on, we will have a teacher-student relationship. Don't call me Uncle Sun when we are at school. It is not good for others to hear. But if you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask me. If I have time, I will Pay attention and guide you." The teacher surnamed Sun said as he looked at the people who were sent out.

Among these people were not only students such as Wen Heng and Yin Jian.

There were even parents of students such as Yin Jian who came here specially with gifts.

"Why don't you thank Uncle Sun quickly." Upon seeing this, Yin Jian's father said hurriedly, and even wanted to stuff valuable gifts into the car.

"Thank you, Uncle Sun."

"Thank you, Uncle Sun." Yin Jian and others said hurriedly.

The old man surnamed Sun smiled and nodded, and at the same time stopped Yin Jian's father from stuffing things into the car: "No need. I mainly see that several children have good talents, so I am willing to help them. Gifts, I definitely won’t want it. This is my principle.”

As a family friend of the Wen family, Sun Qi'en firmly stopped him.

Seeing this, Yin Jian's father felt a little embarrassed.

Then he looked at Sun Qi'en and then at Wen Heng and others: "Although I will guide you, you guys must work hard and don't slack off. You must know in your hearts that other students do not have this treatment, and you must cherish the opportunity." , fight for your breath."

Hearing this, Wen Heng and others nodded hurriedly, their hearts pounding and their faces flushed.

"Did you hear what your uncle Sun said? You must practice hard." Wen Heng and Yin Jian's parents also said quickly.

"kindness."

"Well, okay, let's go back."

"Hurry up and send you Uncle Sun." Wen Heng's parents, especially those of Yin Jian, said hurriedly.

"No need, go back."

After saying that, the old man surnamed Sun, known as Uncle Sun, nodded, and then prepared to get in the car and leave.

Seeing this, Yin Jian's father hurried forward and opened the car door for Sun Qi'en himself.

Seeing this scene, Yin Jian hurriedly followed suit and stepped forward to help him, with a complimentary smile belonging to a junior on his face.

Wen Heng also wanted to step forward, but he didn't usually do such things, so he held back.

"Hehehe, you guys. I'm not an old man anymore. Let's go back." Seeing this, Sun Qi'en was amused.

But at this moment, his cell phone rang again.

"Hello? I'll be there soon, Senior Qu. Yes, yes, I've already set off. Yes." Sun Qi'en hurriedly said to the phone the moment the car started.

"Oh? Brother Wanshan succeeded? That's great! Yes, yes, yes, this junior knows that he will arrive in time. He is already on the way. He is already on the way." Sun Qi'en was even more surprised when he heard the news on the other side of the phone. road.

At the same time, he urged the driver to drive faster, for fear that he would not be able to arrive in time.

At the door of the villa, Wen Heng, the others, and their parents breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the car drive away.

Wen Heng, especially Yin Jian, and several other students clenched their fists excitedly and looked at each other.

Tomorrow, the pilot will finally be officially launched!

Thinking of myself and others, with the help of Uncle Sun, they have already reached the third level to the first level of Qi refining stage in advance.

Several people were even more excited.

Especially Yin Jian, he feels that he is so lucky! Because of Wen Heng's relationship, he managed to reach a high position like Commissioner Sun.

"When we officially start practicing the different systems tomorrow, we will probably scare the whole class." One student even said.

"That's necessary! When they find out about Uncle Sun's relationship with us, they'll probably die of jealousy." Yin Jian was even more proud.

Wen Heng glanced at a few people, especially Yin Jian's parents, who were carrying gifts and chatting with his own parents, and shook his head in his heart.

"Mom and Dad, I have something to tell you." Wen Heng said.

"What's wrong?" Wen Heng's mother was stunned, and at the same time politely said sorry to Yin Jian's parents.

After reaching the side.

"What's wrong, son?" Wen Heng's mother asked, and at the same time glanced at Yin Jian, "A Heng, you need to learn more from your classmate named Yin Jian in your future work. Look, when he opened the door for your uncle Sun just now, How polite. Those who didn’t know would have thought…”

"Mom. You and my dad, please don't associate with my classmate's parents." Wen Heng said.

"Ah? Why?" Mother Wen was stunned.

Wen Heng also told some things that had happened before, especially about Yin Jian.

"Is this? Can't you tell? Okay, mom knows. In this case, don't get too close to these students in the future." Mother Wen looked at the man who was chatting happily with her husband not far away, with a look on his face. They approached Yin Jian's parents who were smiling, and then spoke softly to Wen Heng.

However, Wen Heng's mother did not go up to speak directly, but pretended as if nothing happened.

"Well, I know. By the way, mom, how is the situation with You Ning? I heard that she..." Wen Heng inquired.

"Alas~" Mother Wen sighed after hearing her son ask.

On the other side, Zhang Beichen didn't know what happened here.

At this moment, he was picking out mobile phones in a mobile phone store before rushing to the Jiuzhou Hotel for a meeting.

"Classmate, is this okay? This is the most expensive one here."

"How's the signal? It doesn't matter whether it's expensive or not, the important signal must be good." Zhang Beichen said, while looking at the time.

"The signal is very good."

"wanted!"

(End of chapter)