"Dean Yu, long time no see."
Yu Zhen was sitting in the office drinking tea when he heard a knock on the door and casually said "come in".
But when he saw the visitor's face clearly, he almost lost his grip on the tea cup.
"Dragon, Teacher Long?"
Yu Zhen felt nervous.
This ancestor just killed Captain Mecha Brigade yesterday, and now the entire Eastsea City upper echelon is spreading the word about it. Even Zhu Ming Capital of the East Sea Legion personally asked about it, but in the end nothing happened.
It is said to the outside world that Guang Biao died in the line of duty because of Evil Soul Master, but the actual situation is clearly known to senior officials like them.
Now that this ancestor is looking for him, there is probably nothing good going on, right?
"If you have any requirements, just say it." Yu Zhen's smile was particularly sincere.
Long Yuan leaned back on the chair and said nothing, but picked up a file in front of Yu Zhen: "About the idea of establishing Grade One Zero Class?"
"Oh, it's like this Teacher Long, those kids in class one, and Class Five's Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, all have good talents. But after our board of directors discussed it, we unanimously agreed to let go Training them in ordinary classes is a waste." Yu Zhen said while observing Long Yuan's expression, "So I wanted to set up a special class to concentrate resources and better train them. It is still in the research stage."
"No need to study." Long Yuan interrupted him, "That's it."
Yu Zhen Shut your mouth and act like you are all ears.
"It is indeed a very good idea to set up a special class." Long Yuan said, "Just call it Grade One Zero Class. It is also a normal idea to select the best students from the existing classes, form separate classes, and concentrate resources on training."
"But actually you should have done this a long time ago." Long Yuan's fingers kept tapping on the file, "You know Shrek Academy ten thousand years ago, right? At that time, they were assessed for one semester in the freshmen stage and then reclassified."
Yu Zhen's eyes lit up.
This idea is not new to him, but he has always been worried about it - organizing separate classes means skewing resources, means offending teachers in other classes, and means facing questioning from all parties.
But if this proposal was put forward by Long Yuan, and Shrek Academy endorsed it...
That would be different.
What is the status of this ancestor in Eastsea City now? Spirit Pagoda Vice Tower Master, Blacksmith Association Vice President, seventh level Saint Craftsman. It is said that even Zhu Ming Capital of the East Sea Legion has to take care of his face. With him standing in front of him, who dares to say no?
"Okay!" Yu Zhen slapped his thigh, "Teacher Long This proposal is great! I completely agree! I will file it right away!"
"Well, do you have any suggestions for this candidate?"
Long Yuan glanced at him and continued, "The class size doesn't need to be too large, well, just go by what's written in the file, just them, plus Lan Fozi from class one."
Yu Zhen nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay, just these seven people, I will ask their opinions later."
"Then the head teacher..." Yu Zhen asked tentatively.
"Didn't you write it? Wu Zhangkong."
Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment. "Teacher Wu?"
"It seems that you don't fully understand his background. He is from the Shrek Academy, and his teaching philosophy is much more advanced than you guys." Long Yuan said unceremoniously, "Let him lead this class, that's enough."
Yu Zhen's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to refute.
"But-" Long Yuan paused, "He can't do well alone, so we have to add another person."
Yu Zhen immediately understood. "Tell me, tell me, who is suitable?"
Long Yuan looked at him and said nothing.
Yu Zhen waited for a few seconds and suddenly reacted. "You... you mean, are you coming?"
"Why, no? But I don't guarantee that I can come often, so let him be more patient."
"Okay, okay, okay! That's great!" Yu Zhen almost jumped up, "Teacher Long is willing to lead this class personally. That is the blessing of these children! I will inform teacher Wu Zhangkong right away."
He also understood the meaning of Long Yuan's words. This Class Zero was mainly responsible for him, while Wu Zhangkong was only responsible for starting the attack.
Yu Zhen has already made a decision. When Wu Zhangkong comes, he will make it clear to Wu Zhangkong.
Long Yuan nodded, stood up and walked out.
"This ancestor... is really resolute and resolute."
Yu Zhen breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up the communicator, and dialed Long Hengxu's number.
"Old Long, please call Teacher Wu Zhangkong and come to my office to discuss something."
That afternoon, a message spread on the Eastsea Academy.
"Have you heard? We are going to set up a Class Zero!"
"Class Zero? What Class Zero?"
"It means setting up a separate class and selecting the best students to train them intensively."
"Fuck... this, this isn't right..."
In the teaching building, students from all classes were talking about it.
In the corridor of the first grade, Tang Wulin is standing with Xie Xie and Yun Xiao.
"Wulin, have you heard? Class Zero!" Xie Xie looked excited, "It is said that seven people from our grade will be selected to join!"
Tang Wulin nodded. "I heard about it."
"You said you can definitely get in, right?" Xie Xie patted his shoulder, "Class Promotion Tournament You performed so well, it would be unreasonable for you not to get in Class Zero!"
Yun Xiao sighed beside him, "I have no chance. With my strength, it would be great if I can stay with Class Five."
Tang Wulin was about to speak when a voice came from behind.
"Wulin."
Tang Wulin turned around and saw the handsome young man standing in the sun. "Master!"
Yesterday, Long Yuan left with Guang Long, but he couldn't catch up. Later, he heard that something was going on, and he never had the chance to find Long Yuan.
"Well, let's find another place to talk."
"Okay!"
Long Yuan took Tang Wulin to a secluded place and then asked, "How are you? Are you still feeling down these past two days?"
"No more." Tang Wulin shook his head, but was still a little confused, "Master, why do you think I am like this?"
Long Yuan thought about it carefully before saying, "It is said that for some unknown reason, a person will have an inexplicable reaction to the death of his relatives."
"Relatives? Induction..." Tang Wulin's lips trembled, and his mind kept thinking about possible reasons.
His relatives...
Yesterday, he also called Soul Guidance Communication with his parents, so it can only be...
"Na'er!" Tang Wulin suddenly raised his head, "Master! Did Na'er have an accident?!"
Long Yuan nodded. "Maybe... yes."
Tang Wulin was stunned as if struck by lightning. He stood there blankly, with one thought echoing in his mind - Na'er is gone!
Looking at the absent-minded Tang Wulin, Long Yuan said nothing more, but looked at him quietly.
After a long time, Tang Wulin finally came to his senses, but he still looked sad.
"Master..."
"Hey, Wulin, my condolences." Long Yuan patted his shoulder, "Maybe before she left, she also hoped that you could live a better life? So, you still have to live a good life and continue to become stronger."
"Yes... I want to live a good life... Yes..." Tang Wulin murmured.
Okay.
Long Yuan knows that the goal has been achieved. A person's feelings are not static, but they will deepen with constant missing. If Tang Wulin keeps thinking about reuniting with Na'er, then this feeling will inevitably become deeper and deeper.
But now, he directly stopped thinking about Tang Wulin.
Next, find something for him to do to dilute this sadness. Then as long as time passes, Na'er's figure will be just a passerby in his life.