become a demon [rebirth]

Chapter 20 The Academy

"There's no wind or rain, so it's a good weather." A man in the carriage poked his head out and said with a smile.

The person behind him gave him a hand, and he turned his head to look at the face that was struggling with the dead, with a look of helplessness between his brows: "Got it, got it, be quiet, I understand."

Dead Face glanced at him, and thought: Don't be too sharp!

Accompanied by the steaming heat rising from the steamer on the street and the chirping of sparrows, more than a hundred horse-drawn carriages rushed down the mountain mixed with the flow of people.

There were too many people, so the speed naturally slowed down, and the people in the carriage couldn't help but ask, "Do you know the name of this mountain?"

Dead Face rolled his eyes at him, why bother?

The other person rubbed his palms, and the baby fat on his face became more and more obvious with his smile, "Life is alive, what is there to do if you don't gossip?"

Then that cute smile was tainted with obscenity, and he sneaked up to the dead face, and said at a distance of biting his ear: "I found out that this mountain is called Shangxie, maybe the dean helped him Was it built by your confidante?"

Dead Face pressed his face and pushed him to the other side of the car wall, then leaned on the seat, closed his eyes, and refused to communicate.

Baby Fat didn't care, he went to entertain himself, and for some reason, the smile on his face became more and more weird, making people want to slap him twice.

……

As they approached the academy, they realized that the entire mountain was planted with peach blossoms. Before the peach blossoms bloomed, the mountain was bare and full of branches, which was not very pretty.

The mountain gate became the gate of the academy. An old man smoking tobacco sat on the stone lion in front of the gate. Looking at the group of ants, he frowned, exhaled a puff of smoke, and cursed: "His grandma came here so much!" Why? One by one, I don’t know the hard work of the teaching staff!”

At this time, a middle-aged man with a tattered umbrella came out from the mountain gate, just heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Didn't you do the same at the beginning, laughing at fifty steps and laughing at a hundred steps, don't you feel ashamed?"

The old man glanced at him, his brows furrowed deeper, and his tone was bad: "What are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man smiled, even though there were fine lines at the corners of his eyes, his appearance was still good, with a rather elegant demeanor: "Naturally, the person on the top of the mountain is worried about your violent temper, and is afraid that we will have no harvest this year."

"Humph", the old man didn't refute, but looked at him out of the corner of his eye, and said more and more unpleasantly: "We're going to recruit students, so can't you change your umbrella? What can it block if it's broken like this? The sun or the rain?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, looked at the umbrella in his hand and said softly, "Don't forget the gift from an old friend."

As if he was afraid that people would not understand, he read in a low voice again: "The umbrella is with the people, and the umbrella is dead and the people are dead."

The old man lowered his eyes, took a deep puff on his cigarette, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck you!"

No words, a moment of silence.

……

By the time all the candidates reached the mountain gate, the sun had already firmly hung in mid-air.

Just as they were about to squeeze towards the mountain gate, the old man in front of the gate pointed to the red line that was one palm wide in front of the gate, and shouted: "Stand where the red line is, don't get close!"

Candidates immediately dared not move a single step. They couldn't see the details of this person, but they all knew one thing - they couldn't move people from the academy.

Immediately, the active examinee took two steps forward, clasped his hands attentively and asked, "I don't know Mr.'s name?"

The old man took a pipe and knocked on the early bird's knee, knocking him into the red line, and cursed directly: "Why tell you! You can't understand people's words, right! What are you doing in the red line!"

Such a fierce style was completely different from the academy they had in mind, and the crowd was a little noisy for a while.

Seeing that something was wrong, the middle-aged man immediately walked over and said, "Don't mind my little brother, he has such a temper. As for names and surnames, the dean has made a rule to wait until you become academy disciples."

"I can only blame you for being blind!"

The old man took a puff of cigarette and sneered, "Besides, if you can't get in, you don't have the right to hear our names from us."

Everyone is not stupid, what the old man meant - he and the middle-aged man are both teachers of the academy.

At this time, a bell rang from the top of the mountain, shaking people's minds, all the impetuous emotions that had been born before receded, and peach blossoms suddenly bloomed from the top of the mountain.

One branch, one tree, all over the mountains and plains, the whole Shangqiu.

Before everyone could exclaim at this wonderful sight, the two instructors looked solemn, stood in front of the door, pushed open the closed mountain gate, and said to the crowd: "The college examination is divided into thirteen gates, and the thirteen gates are guarded. According to your performance in the exam, you will be graded on your posts, and finally 300 people will be selected to enter the academy."

"Wait, what post?" a candidate asked suddenly.

"What, you don't have a post?" The old man was even more surprised, and then furiously said: "You don't have a post, what are you doing here!"

The examinee's voice was short, and he said in a low voice: "I've never heard of any posts. Isn't the academy teaching without discrimination?"

The more he said, the more confident he became: "There is no need to post what there is to teach everyone. Everyone should have a chance."

The old man glanced at him and asked, "What's your name?"

The examinee's eyes lit up, thinking that what he said made the instructor look at him with admiration, and he immediately replied: "My name is Li Zhiyuan."

"Zhiyuan, it's a good name..."

The old man changed the subject, and his eyes showed a sneer: "Unfortunately, he is a fool. He is not stupid enough to teach a pig to climb a tree. If he has good qualifications, why should he settle for second best?"

The examinee felt the sight of his surroundings, his face flushed red, burning hot, and he panicked, he said angrily: "How can you be a teacher in the academy who insults others at will!"

"Hmph!" The old man rolled his eyes, and replied bluntly, "I'm not worthy of you! It's fine, don't take this exam, pack up and go home!"

"It's not fair! Why do you disqualify me for the exam as a mere teacher!" the examinee roared with red eyes.

"There has never been absolute fairness in this world."

It was a middle-aged man who answered, with a look of pity in his eyes: "And the professors of the academy do have the right to remove the qualifications of candidates."

This made all candidates feel the chill of spring.

After all, regardless of what other people think, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Now those who have posts stand up."

Scattered streams of people separated from the large team and entered the red line with strange eyes.People who were able to talk and laugh before became outliers in a blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man frowned after just one glance. There were three missing. There were originally five hundred posts, but now there are still three short.

Could it be that we were delayed on the way?But the morning bell has rung, and the exam must begin.Forget it, if you miss it, you will miss it.

He shook his head and was about to bring these people in, but he heard a loud shout: "Wait a minute!"

The voice came from the sky, the old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Qiu Jiaoxi?"

"Hide!"

As soon as the words were finished, a ball of cyan fell from the sky and smashed a person-high pit in front of the red line. A handsome man in Tsing Yi jumped out of the pit, ignoring the dust all over his body, and hurriedly said: "Wait, I slept late last night." Alright, I have three posts left to post!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sighed, "Can't you go earlier next time?"

The man in Tsing Yi made a haha, and said awkwardly, "Aren't I just striving for perfection?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" The old man kicked his ass.

The man in Tsing Yi jumped sideways, dodged it, and shouted loudly: "The man who has lived in the Fragrant Fan Tower for a month, come out, here is your post!"

Everyone looked over in unison, you must know those girls in Xiangshan Tower... For a month, this man is really amazing!

Mo Zheng: "..."

The purpose is finally achieved, but the way of receiving the post is slightly unique.

The author has something to say:

Well, thank you little angel for mines and bazookas

Cute little theater——

After entering the academy

Classmate: I heard that you lived in the Fragrant Fan Building for a month, but do you have any tips for that?

Apprentice: No one else, just working day and night =w=

Classmate: ... really amazing

The eavesdropping master: ... what do you mean (confused face)