"I am the instructor in charge of the sword cultivation department. All the freshmen who choose the sword cultivation department, please stand here."
Following Pan Xuan, all the tutors also gathered students from the department they led.
"I am the instructor of the alchemy department. Students who choose the alchemy major should stand by me."
"I am the instructor of the weapon refining department. Students who choose the weapon refining major should stand by me."
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Three thousand freshmen were divided into nine sections.
Pan Xuan's sword cultivation major has the smallest number of students among all majors, but it is also the most popular major at Zhuxian University.
"For the 100 students of your sword cultivation department, I plan to ask the counselor to divide you into four classes."
"Teacher, what is our one-month training course about?"
Some people are curious about the one-month training course that Sima Changzhong mentioned.
In addition, when I saw that my tutor was so beautiful, I wanted to strike up a conversation so that I could show off in front of the beautiful tutor.
"Hey! Pay the tuition first, then join the class, and finally start the class."
An old man wearing a gold robe and having a lot of money, first smiled obscenely, and then rubbed his hands gently, as if to say, "Give me the money."
"Vice Dean, you are here."
Pan Xuan, who has always had an indifferent temperament, took the initiative to greet visitors.
"What?!"
"The filthy, handsome guy in front of me is the vice-dean?"
The freshman, who was about to complain that the vice-dean was a filthy man, had no choice but to speak out of conscience.
"Vice Dean, is there a credit card machine?"
"Vice Dean, I'll pay via WeChat."
"Vice Dean, I brought gold."
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The new students in the Swordsmanship Department quickly understood the situation and offered their tuition fees with both hands, hoping to leave a good impression on the other party.
"Xiao Fengzi, have you brought enough for your tuition? How about I lend you my card later?"
Because even a top student like Gu Qianqian had some connections in her family and spent more than 10 million to get such a place.
For Zhuxian University's freshman quota, if you don't have spiritual roots, you can spend 10 billion, and no one will look at you twice.
Of course, if you are the kind of person who is identified and then specially recruited by a big shot in the academy, then fifty thousand yuan can settle the matter.
Other than that, you can only go through various channels, and then after the school confirms that your spiritual root is qualified, the tuition fee will be only 50,000. Of course, this presupposes that your spiritual root talent is high enough.
"Sister Qian, this doesn't cost much."
Yang Feng said it truthfully. Besides the one million that Gu Qianqian gave him before, after buying the Ganoderma lucidum, he still had two hundred thousand left. He still had the money to pay for the tuition.
"Xiao Fengzi, tell me honestly, were you specially recruited?"
As far as Gu Qianqian knows, Yang Feng's family is really ordinary, and his family background is also very simple. Even Yang Feng's own college entrance examination results are mediocre. But after Yang Feng failed the college entrance examination, what happened to Yang Feng's student , but one by one broke her cognition.
First, there was the priceless Fengguan Xiapei, and now there was the admission quota to Zhuxian University. Each of these things made Gu Qianqian have to doubt Yang Feng's true identity again.
"Sister Qian, I was lucky. I met a senior from Zhuxian University, and he sold me a piece of black technology from Zhuxian University for tens of dollars. Then I filled out my application form for Zhuxian University inexplicably, and then... A whole series of things happened.”
Yang Feng kept the story short, skipping some details, and briefly talked about the strange things that happened to him these days.
Gu Qianqian seemed to be listening to a story. While listening, she wondered why she was not as lucky as Yang Feng.
"Haha! Get in line and I'll come with a smart cash register to collect your tuition fees."
The name of this vice-chancellor who is covered in gold is Bei Minghun.
Immortal cultivators have no desires or desires, but the latter are extremely focused on money.
Seeing some freshmen bring all their gold in order to raise tuition fees, this made him smile from ear to ear with joy.
This is the 21st century, not gold ore, but real pure gold, pure gold without any impurities.
The normal tuition fee of Zhuxian University is two billion Daxia coins, not a single cent should be missed.
This is still under the condition that the spiritual root is qualified, but the spiritual talent is too low. As mentioned before, even if you use a truck to pull a load of Daxia coins, Zhuxian University will not accept it, because this is a principled university.
Hearing Bei Minghun's words, not only the new students of the sword cultivation department quickly stood in line and waited for Bei Minghun to collect the money.
Freshmen from other departments also quickly and consciously lined up in a line, waiting for the vice-dean to collect their tuition fees, and then enroll in separate classes, and then start their longed-for university life of cultivating immortals.
"Listen well, when my cash register scans your money, an Arabic numeral will pop up. Of course, this number is not random, but based on your spiritual root talent on the aptitude assessment instrument and the two assessments for you. The number will be changed according to the specific performance. This number ranges from 1 to 20. The specific situation will be determined according to the number of your majors. What number will pop up at that time will be your class.
As for the subsequent training courses, your counselor will explain them to you one by one. "
After finishing speaking, Bei Minghun said to the teachers and students: "Except for the counselors of each class, other instructors can leave on their own."
After saying this, Bei Minghun waved his hand in the air, and a gold ingot the size of a mountain appeared in front of the crowd.
Bei Mingquan jumped up and climbed onto the gold ingot at an extremely tricky angle.
Then he placed the cash register in his hand on the gold ingot, and a beam of golden light swept over the three thousand freshmen present.
Then something strange happened. The money in his pockets and mobile phones was gone. What was missing was the tuition fee.
"Everyone, don't panic. Your tuition fees have been paid. Next, please pay attention to the numbers displayed on the light pillar next to you. The number above is the class you are in. I announce the recruitment of new students. This is over. I'm leaving!"
As he did so, Jin Yuanbao flew away from everyone's sight at the speed of light.
"Okay, I'm the instructor of Swordsmanship Class 1. I'm a fellow student with average swordsmanship. Follow me."
"Students from Swordsmanship Class 2, follow me."
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"Students from Lingzhi Class 10, follow me."
Yang Feng and Gu Qianqian entered the Swordsmanship Class 1 without exception. The counselor was a young female teacher wearing a red robe. Of course, this was only her apparent age.
"I am now using the space-time battleship to bring all of you to our classroom. Please bear with your sleepiness because our one-month training course will start early tomorrow morning, so we must hold a class meeting in advance to The content and requirements of the training course should be clearly explained to everyone."
"Well, instructor, don't worry, we will listen carefully."
"By the way, instructor, what kind of high-tech gadget is the space-time battleship you mentioned just now?"
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One sentence from the counselor aroused the interest of many students.
