There are also people of yellow race in Barron Magic Academy, so Ye Feng is not out of place among them.
Ye Feng came to the admissions office and handed his file to the male teacher working in front of him.
"Ye Feng, a native of China, a student of the Eastern Magic Academy, came to our school to study for two years, majoring in the Department of Instruments, for two years... Then you have to follow the freshman year. It is the next semester now, and you are a little late. Otherwise, we can arrange for you to go to the sophomore year."
The male teacher showed a look of regret, while Ye Feng said it didn't matter. ?.?????.ℂ??
Anyway, he came here just to hang out.
Classes and counselors were divided into classes, and there were originally assigned dormitories, but Ye Feng rented a house outside, so this assigned dormitory was no longer necessary.
Class 1 of the Instrument Department has a total of 30 students, all of whom are top students in the Instrument Department. Now that Ye Feng has arrived, the class has grown from 30 to 31 students.
There happens to be a class in the first period today.
Ye Feng came to the class under the leadership of the school teacher.
Ye Feng observed this school on the way here and found that the architectural style of this school was very similar to Harry Potter School.
If you think about it carefully, both are European and have a magic theme, so it should be normal for them to have matching shirts.
Arriving at the classroom where the first class was held today, Ye Feng pushed the door open and found that the genders in the class were evenly distributed.
This is a good thing.
Among them, white people make up the majority, followed by a few black people, and there are only three yellow people, including Ye Feng.
Under the teacher's arrangement, Ye Feng randomly found an empty seat and sat down.
Although some people around him paid attention to him, they soon all focused on the blackboard again.
Ye Feng yawned.
He lay down on his desk to sleep and gave the teacher a slap in the face in the first class.
University teachers rarely bother with students sleeping, so Ye Feng slept until get out of class was over.
After waking up, he was about to leave, but he was stopped by a yellow girl in the class.
"Hello classmate, are you also from Chinatown? Why haven't I seen you?"
The girl was born in Chinatown, which is the largest gathering place for yellow people in Barron City. Her nationality is not Chinese, but her grandfather and grandmother are.
Such people are called Chinese.
"I came from China to study, not a native of Barron."
Ye Feng answered simply and neatly, and the girl suddenly understood after hearing this.
No wonder she hadn't heard of him. There were only a few people in Chinatown who had been admitted to Barron's Academy of Magic. She knew all of them. She had been curious before about why Chinese Americans were admitted to Barron's Academy of Magic and she didn't know.
"My name is Chen Jiajia, nice to meet you."
The girl stretched out her hand, but Ye Feng did not shake it. He just asked lightly:
"My name is Ye Feng. I don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Please tell me first what you want to see me for."
Seeing that her thoughts were seen through, Chen Jiajia no longer concealed it and said:
"Join our club. All Chinese in the school are in the club. Only here can you make friends in school."
"Sorry, not in the mood, and I don't need to make new friends right now."
Ye Feng felt a little disdainful.
He could feel the malicious intent in the other person's eyes without looking at him.
Knew it.
Overseas Chinese are far more dangerous than local people. They will always use the same skin color to lower your defensiveness, then get close to you, and finally stab you in the back.
Ye Feng didn't want to deal with this woman who looked harmless on the surface, but was very sinister on the inside.
He turned around to leave, but when Chen Jiajia heard this, his expression changed and he said:
"Ye Feng, if you don't join our club, don't blame me for not telling you. If there are Chinese people who don't join, we will target you until you join the club."
"Oh? Against me? You can give it a try."
Ye Feng turned his head and extended his middle finger to express "respect", and then left the classroom without looking back.
Chen Jiajia looked at Ye Feng's leaving figure, and anger gradually began to appear in his eyes.
