The Marquis of Egret can be regarded as one of the top wealthy families in the Tang Empire. If only wealth was counted, the ranking might be much higher.
After all, the Tang Empire had just been established for more than ten years and had not yet had time to form a truly wealthy family. Most of the so-called family nobles were outsiders.
Needless to say, the royal family, although it is extremely expensive, but now there are only six people who can really be called the royal family. It has not reached the point where other empires have hundreds or even thousands of relatives and relatives.
The remaining ministers are all "lone wolves" and have not yet had time to develop their families: it has only been a few years since several military generals got married and started their own businesses, and their children are still kings and hegemons in elementary school.
The civil servants are even more diverse: Harry has only been married for a few years, Prime Minister Roger just married his wife last year, Matthews is even a dwarf, and ministers such as Parker, Simone and Fankermes are basically in the same rhythm.
Nangong Hong is still single, and Elf John has a lot of romantic girlfriends but no sons. Therefore, the Marquis Bailu and his family are still very popular within the Tang Empire.
Therefore, when the fourth child of the Marquis Egret family walked into the school, he really attracted the attention of many female classmates: the Rolls-Royce was delivered to the school gate, and it was difficult to keep a low profile.
Under the gaze of these female classmates, the Fourth Young Master Bailu suddenly felt that going to school might not be a bad thing. He took his bastards and walked into the school. As a result, he walked in by himself and all the bastards were stopped by the guard.
"They are all my servants, why can't they go in?" The fourth young master has never been treated like this. Wherever he goes, he is not greeted by others.
"All those entering the school are students, teachers, school staff... and other idlers are not allowed to enter!" The guard was very polite and introduced the school rules of the Royal University of Science and Technology.
"If I don't bring my servants or bodyguards in, who will ensure my safety?" The Fourth Young Master felt that the guard was deliberately making things difficult for him.
"The safety of teachers and students here is guaranteed by the Security Department." The guard held his chin high and answered firmly.
"You..." The Fourth Young Master still wanted to threaten the other party, but after looking at the Type 56 assault rifle the other party was carrying, he thought about it and decided not to.
He decided to have people investigate who were the security guards in this school after he returned home, and then begged his mother to find his father to keep these blind people away.
Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the schoolbag from his follower's hand, and the fourth young master Bailu entered the school gate alone bitterly: "Wait for me!"
"What are you talking about? Either go in or get out!" Seeing so many people at the door, the squad leader on duty in the mail room at the door walked out. He frowned and scolded coldly: "Which class are you from? You want to be punished, right? ?”
The Fourth Young Master didn't know whether he was intimidated by the opponent's aura, or whether he saw that the opponent's legs were weak holding the Beretta pistol on his waist. In short, he was scared, grabbed his schoolbag and left quickly, even his head Didn't dare to reply.
Last night in Chang'an Xingchen Nightclub, he was the fourth son of the Egret that was admired by thousands of people. This morning at the entrance of Datang Royal University of Science and Technology, he was a loan student who donated money to study...
Soon, the fourth son of the Bailu family discovered a very serious problem. In this school, there were children whose parents were farmers, and there were also sons from aristocratic families who came to study in luxury cars like him. But they all have one thing in common: smart.
Regardless of whether they are high or low, regardless of their status, these people all have a smart mind: they are all admitted, and they are all elites in the classroom, and they can perfectly answer the same questions asked by the teacher that day.
It's a pity that the Fourth Young Master Bailu can't even understand what the teacher is saying: he knows every word, but he doesn't quite understand what they mean when combined.
After one class, he became a philosopher at a university of science and technology, and his mind was filled with profound questions: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?
"Classmate, you are so awesome! You listened to a class and didn't even take notes? You all relied on your brain? That's amazing." A boy sitting next to him didn't know whether he was mocking him or envious of him, and took a photo He patted him on the shoulder and said.
When I was in school, it was my classmate who took notes... The Fourth Young Master defended himself in his mind, dumbfounded. For a nobleman like him, it was a great honor to the school that he did not ask his followers to answer questions in the exam.
In his distant memory, what was written on the blackboard was still XY=17, X+Y=86, find the values of X and Y... When he looked up today, what the hell was the teacher writing on the blackboard? Is it the balanced magic circle drawn by the alchemist in myths and legends using secret words?
Before the shocked Fourth Young Master could figure out whether he had missed three years of math courses, the new teacher who came in started to use the blackboard.
The fourth young master suddenly found that a group of unknown people had changed around him, and he should not continue to stay in this class.
So, amidst everyone's laughter, he sneaked out of the classroom in embarrassment with his schoolbag under his arm, rummaged through the timetable in his schoolbag in the deserted corridor, looking for where he should go.
"I said! That classmate!" A passing teaching patrol walked over with his hands behind his back. This was the first time he met a fool who was still wandering in the corridor after class in the University of Science and Technology.
"Old, teacher..." The Fourth Young Master raised his head and awkwardly explained why he stayed in the corridor during class time: "I just came out of the toilet after I had a bad stomach."
"Are you okay? Shall I take you to the medical room?" The inspection was reasonable, and the scolding turned into caring. After all, those who can enter this school are the proud ones, and they should enjoy all the goodwill in the world.
"No, no need." The Fourth Young Master quickly waved his hand.
have a look! See what it means to not leave the line of fire even if you are slightly injured! There is a reason why people study well! Even if you are hungry and don’t want to miss the class, you still insist on attending the lecture. What kind of spirit is this? This is the legendary fighting spirit of learning endlessly and working hard!
The inspection team who was moved by the Fourth Young Master opened the door and sent the poor Fourth Young Master Bailu to the classroom where he should go. He also explained to the Fourth Young Master and the teacher why he was late.
As a result, when the Fourth Young Master walked into the classroom, he saw chemical molecular structure diagrams written on the blackboard. The good news is that he knows all the symbols above, and he has memorized the periodic table of elements; the bad news is, he doesn’t recognize the things these symbols make up...
The tragic experiences were always strikingly similar, and the Fourth Young Master suddenly missed the Chinese classes he had taken in school - at least he could understand what the teacher was saying in those classes.
Having learned his lesson, he finally adapted to the rhythm after the class ended, because he couldn't understand what the teacher was saying and could only look at the curriculum and classroom for the next class.
Finally, after a whole morning of torture, the Fourth Young Master Bailu came to the most friendly place for him in the Royal University of Science and Technology: the cafeteria.
As a gourmet, the Fourth Young Master is well versed in what to eat. He also found his own sense of existence here, and showed the three newly acquainted friends what professionalism means: "I haven't picked the radish, there are too many tendons, it's a failure! The pig skin is too rotten, and there is no bite." , Failure! The pig blood is so rotten that it falls apart as soon as you pinch it. Failure within failure... How can you eat in this cafeteria?"
"Fourth brother is awesome! We thought the food here was quite delicious before, but when the fourth brother commented like this, it turns out that we have never eaten really delicious food." A classmate has already started to call the fourth son eldest brother - —No way, gold coins still smell good.
"I'll take you to Xingchen to eat tonight. Although the cooks there are not very good, they are quite particular about the ingredients." Finally, at this moment, the Fourth Young Master Bailu found a little bit of familiarity.
Unfortunately, his familiar feeling only lasted a few seconds before being dispelled by three classmates: "No, I have to review my chemistry tonight, otherwise I will forget it all." "Are you kidding? I have to check my bed. , Fourth brother." "Stop making trouble, if someone recognizes me as having gone to the stars, my father can castrate me."
"Alas..." The Fourth Young Master sighed, not sure if it was for himself or for the three classmates who went to Buchengchen Nightclub.
The physical education class in the afternoon was directly about military training. The Fourth Young Master had already been exhausted by drinking and sex, so he had no ability to persevere. As a result, the pampered young master was kicked out of the queue by the coach.
The Fourth Young Master, who had been tortured for several hours, couldn't stand it any longer. He decided to make the teacher who hit him suffer a terrible death.
"You dare to hit me?" He struggled to get up and wanted to rush forward, but was immediately stopped by several classmates.
"Teacher, I'm sorry, he ate too much at lunch!" "Teacher, he has a heatstroke and is talking nonsense." Several students stopped the fourth young master Bailu and apologized to the teacher.
The teacher looked to be sixty years old, a bald old man. Seeing the dissatisfied look on the face of the Fourth Young Master Bailu, he rolled up his sleeves and sneered: "How dare he fight back? Come on, let him go and let him do it!"
The Fourth Young Master became even more excited when he heard this: "Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me! I will never let you be this teacher!"
When the old man heard this, he immediately became happy: "Ha! I really don't know who you are. Old man, I beat up idiots who failed in class more than ten years ago. I beat up Garza, Dino, and You Lin first, and then I Strauss, Burton... Today I want to see who can prevent me from becoming a teacher!"
Quiet... The noisy queue suddenly became quiet. Several classmates let go of the Fourth Young Master's hand and made way for him: Brother, you are really brave, come on, let us also open our eyes and see what it means to have power over the government and everyone, hands and eyes.
The names the old man mentioned seemed quite familiar... The fourth son of the Bailu family recalled it. After remembering who they were, he felt that the scene in front of him suddenly became spinning.
It's so hot. Am I suffering from heat stroke?
"Teacher, you are mighty! You haven't even taken action yet! That evil beast has fallen!" Faintly, before he passed out, he heard the creative compliments of a group of students.
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Two updates today. I have been entangled in trivial matters for two days. The update has been postponed to tomorrow. The matter is gone. I will definitely make up the update tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
