Beep, beep, beep!
Just as Zhao Cheng was thinking, his phone suddenly rang. It was the class group chat.
Zhao Cheng only glanced at it and paid it no further attention. It had nothing to do with him.
It was time once again for the annual special recruitment by military academies.
The Celestial Dynasty's military academy recruitment system differed from ordinary schools. Regular schools admitted students through examinations, while military academies opened their doors to all young people over the age of sixteen, testing them once a year. The school test was only the preliminary round; several more rounds followed. Only after passing them all could one enter a military academy.
Among all the schools in the Celestial Dynasty, military academies were the best—without exception. Once you graduated from one, you became an officer.
At the same time, any high-ranking official without a military academy record had a ceiling plainly in sight. They could never independently govern a city, even a small one like Xiang City.
His friend Zhou Yu had been specially recruited before. He had fought his way through every hurdle and ultimately been selected.
Zhao Cheng did not pay it much mind, but the class group chat, which had been quiet until then, suddenly became lively because of the news.
"Here, your three-delicacy noodles!"
A girl of around fourteen or fifteen carried over a huge bowl of noodles and set it down in front of Zhao Cheng.
This was a small family-run restaurant. The girl was the owner's daughter, and from a very young age, she had helped out around the shop whenever school was out.
Zhao Cheng was also a regular here. The owners had practically watched him grow up, and his father was their friend, so his portions were always generous.
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