result...

"Sorry, I didn't hurt you, my junior."

Qin Ming swears that this matter is really his fault!

At that time, he was thinking about the configuration of his skills, but he accidentally took the wrong path.

He went against the flow...

So I got full of love with several seniors.

Thinking of their slightly apologetic eyes at that time, Qin Ming couldn't help but sigh that he had really come to the right place.

"This kind of love atmosphere is suitable for people like me."

After all, Dad is really a shameful thing.

A few days after the official start of the school year, Qin Ming has been familiar with the campus environment.

Because the contract was clearly written at that time, he only needed to participate in the practice courses.

Therefore, Qin Ming was all missing out on those courses such as dance, body, etiquette, and communication.

This feeling of "absent from class upon orders" made him feel extremely happy.

But later, Qin Ming finally found out the problem.

That is the practice courses of China Arts, there are so few!

In the case of a freshman year, there is only one session a week!

This made Qin Ming, who loved practicing, suddenly feel a sense of sadness that he was hopeless to live.

What’s even more outrageous is that this so-called practice class explains something about senior high school students!

What's even more outrageous is that the students besides him are quite excited to listen.

Qin Ming suddenly understood why Zhongyi is the countdown every year.

Your subject is too serious.

Even art schools don't do that.

In desperation, Qin Ming could only contact Director Tang, who seemed to be in menopause again.

The contactor is connected.

"Hello, Director Tang, I am Qin Ming."

"Oh, it's Qin Ming, is there anything wrong?" Director Tang asked with a smile while processing the documents in his hand.

This kid finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's like this Director Tang, I want to ask questions about the training courses."

"I know that this year's special enrollment exists for the college league at the end of the year."

"But the problem now is that the practice courses of Zhongyi are not useful to me."

“It’s all the most basic things, I learned them last year.”

Qin Ming said helplessly.

"Hey, classmate Qin Ming, don't you know?" Director Tan asked back in surprise.

Qin Ming was stunned.

I'm fucking...

This tone of speaking is really unpleasant.

"What should I know?"

"Because of the reason of Mr. Ming, the five original special enrollment students in Zhongyi this year, three of whom chose to drop out of school."

"Then Chen Fan said that he didn't need the teacher's guidance, just practice by himself."

"At the cost considerations, the school has removed the training courses that were originally prepared for your special admissions."

Qin Ming: "..."

What a fucking classmate?

You can just read my ID card.

But why didn't I receive a notice of this kind of thing?

Is it because I, Qin Ming, my whip is not sharp anymore?

Director Tang continued: "Because Chen Fan has made it clear that he doesn't need a teacher anymore, so we naturally don't need a classmate Qin Ming, who is better than Chen Fan."

"Genius always have their own methods and paths to practice."

“Isn’t it?”

Qin Ming: "..."

What a sarcastic look, it smells so sarcastic.

"Okay, then I can apply for a personal training now. These are all written into the contract at that time."

Qin Ming asked vigilantly.

Zhongyi's operation made him a little confused.

I clearly wanted to get a good grade, but the teacher didn't have any now.

How to take it? Do you want to fight it hard?

"Of course this is OK, just a reminder that the Chinese art training teachers are not available now."

"You'd better choose teachers outside the school, and it's better to be from Baixiu City, otherwise it may take several months to go back and forth." Master Tang said lightly.

Qin Ming: "..."

His grandma's, I always feel like I've fallen into the pit.

"Okay, I get it."

"Is there nothing else?" Qin Ming asked again with concern.

"There is nothing else. Regarding the issue of cultivation materials, just contact me directly when you want it."

Hearing this, Qin Ming felt much more at ease.

It seems that Zhongyi is not trying to cheat him.

Thinking about it, isn’t cheating him like cheating himself?

If it is really the college league at the end of the year, who will it depend on?

Will these handsome guys and beauties dance to death?

Um...

Speaking of singing, dancing...

Forget it, it’s still important to practice now.

After thanking him, Qin Ming hung up the phone and continued to go to the library.

.....

In the office, Director Tang suddenly sighed when he heard the busy voice coming from the opposite side.

Looking at the document in front of me, my brows frowned.

"Tentative provisions on the quota of universities in the secret realm of N14."

A while ago, the newly discovered secret realm in Kaiyang City was in full swing, and all universities and families were eyeing this piece of fat.

This secret realm is different from the one before. It is said that there has never been any life in it so far.

In other words, there is a treasure land that has not yet been reclaimed, and it is likely to contain various treasures and opportunities!

In the past, China Arts could also get some places.

After all, it is a first-class university. Although the path has gone wrong, the taxes paid to the Ministry of Education every year are extremely generous.

In this regard, only three major universities can compare with their Chinese arts.

But this year, this situation has changed drastically.

The newly discovered N14 secret realm does not have their place in the art world!

In previous years, there were only one or two places in China Arts, and basically no one went to China Arts.

But whether you give it to me or not is different.

I can't go, but you can't give it to me!

In this situation, it is obvious that they don’t take them seriously!

Even Master Tang understood that this seemingly provocative behavior was actually a test.
To be continued...