"Look, our North China City students are full of energy!"
High Platform At the judges' table.
The director sat next to Yu Sheng and asked with a proud look on his face.
Below, students formed a square team according to their classes, walking in goose step, and kept passing by the podium, with their backs straight.
The most important thing is that these students are all wearing black suits and leather shoes!
Wearing a tie and sunglasses.
It makes a snapping sound when kicking in goose-step.
It even brought up wisps of dust, spreading over the entire Playground.
Yu Sheng looked at this scene and was slightly silent.
For a long time...
"Excuse me, are you from Reserve Corps?"
Yu Sheng turned his head, looked at the director, and asked slightly curiously.
The director shook his head blankly. "No, I have never entered Reserve Corps."
"Well..."
"Then which school did you graduate from, and where did you work after graduation?"
When he said these words, Yu Sheng's eyes still showed a desire for knowledge.
The director grinned. "You may not believe it when I tell you, but I am also a student of Three Major Universities!"
"I have studied at Spirit Martial High School for two years."
"What a pity..."
"In the end, I retired because Talent was not enough."
"Then he served at the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion for five years, and then retired due to injury."
"But I also have One-Pattern Cloud Merit!"
The director was a little proud and said the most worthy thing to show off in his life.
Yu Sheng nodded thoughtfully.
In his mind, he put a question mark behind Spirit Martial High School and Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion.
Belongs to...
Area to be inspected.
If this question mark disappears on a certain day, it means that it is listed as an organization at the same level as Reserve Corps and needs to stay away.
The shameful procession was finally over.
Looking at the carefully designed assessment process by the Education Department, it was a bit boring.
But Yu Sheng still looked at it seriously.
Even constantly observing each student and working hard to complete their tasks.
Until dark, the assessment is over.
Yu Sheng then stood up.
The director looked at him and said very politely, "I'm leaving."
"Ah... ah?"
"Leaving now?"
"No, please sit down and at least have a meal."
The director suddenly became anxious and stopped in front of Yu Sheng, looking a little at a loss. Finally, he looked around and cautiously asked, "Look... are there any of these students that you are more satisfied with?"
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly. "Ink Academy has regulations and no disclosure is allowed before the assessment notice is issued."
"Okay... okay..."
The director swallowed nervously, finally gritted his teeth, reached into his briefcase again, and under the gaze of Yu Sheng, took out most of the bag of beef cubes.
"You... you take it to eat on the road!"
"It's not a bribe. I will submit a written review to the superior afterwards."
"You... you have troubled yourself about the children."
With that said, the director tremblingly handed over the beef cubes.
Yu Sheng looked at the packaging bag with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Finally, he took out the beef cubes from the morning in his pocket, opened the package, broke it in half, and handed one half to the director.
The director was a little confused.
Subconsciously, he took the beef cubes, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it gently, and swallowed it.
Yu Sheng just watched silently.
After about ten minutes, Yu Sheng put the remaining half in his mouth and chewed it gently.
"It's really delicious."
"Thank you for your hospitality."
Nodding slightly to the director, Yu Sheng took a stack of information in his hand, put it in Backpack, and then turned around and left.
The moonlight shines on the back of Yu Sheng.
The director just watched.
For a long time...
"Classmate Yu, I just want to..."
"Give these kids a fair starting line."
"There is no backdoor idea."
"Although they Talent are a little worse, but... but still..."
"He is a very good boy..."
The director's voice was trembling when he said this, and he looked at the students who were already walking out of the campus in groups, with a touch of softness in his eyes.
"Hope..."
"You can take it seriously."
"Please."
Taking a deep breath and looking at Yu Sheng's leaving figure, the director slowly bent over.
He is already over forty years old, for the sake of these children who are not related to him, under the soft moonlight, facing the children who are only eighteen years old...
He bent down, saluted, and even used honorifics.
I completely lost my face.
Yu Sheng paused in his steps.
He turned around and looked at the elderly director with a look of confusion in his eyes.
As if confused.
Under the moonlight, the director's face, which already had some wrinkles, looked a little blurry.
Yu Sheng was in a trance for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.
For a long time...
Yu Sheng took two steps back.
Bend slightly in the direction of the director and bow in the same way.
"I will."
"You are a good Teacher."
Standing up and looking at the director, Yu Sheng tried his best to put a smile on his face, which gradually faded away in the moonlight.
The director was still standing on top of High Platform, looking at the direction in which Yu Sheng was leaving.
Let the cool breeze blow by.
Motionless.
Until outside the school gate, there was a muffled sound.
Then with the roar of Engine, a car sped away.
"He..."
"Why don't you turn on your headlights?"
"It's so late, aren't you afraid that you can't see clearly..."
The director looked at the leaving vehicle and murmured to himself.
Jiangcheng.
"Have you seen any suspicious persons near the Ink Academy recently?"
A Middle-Aged Man was sitting in the teahouse, looking out the window, and asked softly.
"No movement."
"Xu Yuanqing came out a few times during the trip, and it was quite noisy."
"I'm scolding someone named Su Mo."
"It will be calm after that."
"There aren't even vendors setting up stalls at the door."
The person below, Evil Cultist, is reporting on the Ink Academy's recent itinerary.
Middle-Aged Man nodded slightly, frowning slightly.
"Keep staring."
"Soul Hunt has wasted so much effort and time on the Ink Academy, it is impossible not to come."
"Sooner or later this situation will be recovered."
"Remember, there are things in the Ink Academy that God appreciates."
"As God's messengers, we must share God's worries."
"Wash away all the dirt in this world."
"So..."
"Only you can have eternal life."
Middle-Aged Man's face was filled with a sense of sanctity, and the faces of Evil Cultist below were also solemn.
"Walk with God!"
"Walk with God!"
As if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, the few people who were still a little tired now became full of passion again.
Just walked out of the teahouse.
Scattered on the streets and disappeared.
Middle-Aged Man's expression returned to indifference. He stood up leisurely, picked up the phone, found a number and dialed it, becoming humble again.
Reporting the situation here softly.