Although Penglai College believes in teaching without class, it is still necessary to screen and classify students through admission assessment, those who have cultivation talent and can perceive spiritual power are backyard students, and those who cannot, are students of the Liberal Arts Academy, and teach separately.

As the queue grew, the admission assessment soon began. In the middle of the gate of the college is hung a blank picture scroll, and each student stands by himself, concentrating on imagining the pattern on the scroll, and those who can successfully visualize it within ten breaths will enter the backyard. Although there are a large number of participants, only one out of ten people can enter the backyard every year.

The speed of the team is not slow, and occasionally a student can make the picture scroll visible, and the crowd will sound envious discussions, after all, they have embarked on the path of cultivation, and since then, they have been different from ordinary people, and most people in the world think that those who have achieved great cultivation are immortals. Because of the back of the station, the people are relatively small, Song Lingyi can only judge how many people are accepted in the backyard by hearing a few exclamations, she and Lingyi are one or two years younger than the people around them, and they generally have to be at least eight years old to apply for the college, and some eleven or twelve years old from the outer city will also come to apply for the exam, but who makes their father rich, as long as the silver is stuffed too much, the rules are always set by people.

When it was Song Lingyi's turn to step forward, the gentleman of the academy was very kind, telling her to relax and concentrate. Before the words landed, a small turtle appeared on the picture scroll, although it was not very good-looking, but the gentleman thought she was extremely talented, touched her beard and nodded with a smile, and let her stand among the students in the backyard.

Next, Song Lingshuang, who looked the same, stepped forward, because they were twins, everyone felt that there was basically no suspense, and it must be visible, but after ten breaths, the picture scroll was still blank. Lingshuang didn't care about it, turned around and prepared to go to the Academy of Literature, the gentleman in charge of the assessment was very caring, and gently told her to relax and focus, and waited for ten breaths, but it was still blank, so he let her go to the students of the Academy of Literature.

Song Lingyi was also surprised, but the two of them didn't really care about the matter of the branch, the reason why they wanted to come to the academy was just because they heard that the little sister was coming, and they were afraid that they would not have a playmate.

The two of them followed closely by Xie Qiong, the young man stepped forward and stood still, his peach blossom eyes stared at the picture scroll for a moment, and the scene of the gate of the academy soon appeared in a blank space, and the complexity of the composition made Song Lingyi a little embarrassed for his little turtle. This kind of test is obviously easy for him.

Then the young man walked towards Song Lingyi, looking at her with peach blossom eyes, she suddenly felt that she was very lucky, she was very lucky, she should be able to make a new friend, and looking at his performance, she should not be stupid, so she didn't hesitate to give a smile again, brushing the favorability of the little brother. But she seemed to see that the little brother's steps as he walked over seemed to pause.

"Don't laugh. Xie Qiong stopped in front of her, and after saying this, he turned around and ignored her.

Song Lingyi was a little inexplicable, could it be that the signature smiling face didn't work? The beauty was really different from the stinky father, not so easy to coax, but who made him look good! Small problem! Small problem! Wait, go get more flowing heart cakes for him.

After the end of the branch, there will only be six people in the backyard, Song Ling put all his mind on how to coax the beauty in the future, and did not pay attention to the others, so he was led into the academy, through the large literary academy school, and went around to the side of the cafeteria, under a big banyan tree hugged by ten people, there was a small door on the side of the wall, and the wooden plaque on the door said the word backyard.

The senior brother of the Literary Academy who led the way sent them to the door and motioned for them to go in on their own, and someone on the other side would pick them up. Song Ling glanced at this unimposing small door, and felt as if he had been trafficked, how magnificent the school hall of the two pairs of them that he had just passed by, this small broken door was not as big as the side door of the cafeteria next to it, and it did not match his wealthy temperament!

I don't know what kind of spell this door used, it disappeared after walking by, this side is not a white wall, but a corridor, Song Lingyi was a little uneasy, so he had to stare at the little brother of the beauty and follow him firmly.

Passing through the corridor, the surrounding carved beams and paintings did not enter her eyes, and when she finally stopped in an open place, she found that she had arrived in the main courtyard, and there was a woman in plain clothes standing in front of everyone, with a dignified appearance, smiling, and said: "Hello junior brothers and sisters, my name is Zhuang Ya, I am your senior sister, and I will take you to familiarize yourself with the backyard today." ”

"Hello senior sister!" everyone shouted in unison.

"Good," Zhuang Ya nodded: "First of all, the main thing to learn in the backyard is the way of cultivation, although the cultivation methods suitable for each person are different, but you all take the basic courses in the first year, and you start to practice with your respective masters or senior brothers and sisters in the second year." Second, courses such as poetry, writing, etiquette and other courses cannot be abolished, and the corresponding credits must be completed. Third, the backyard is a closed teaching, you can take two days off every quarter, and you can take 15 days off during the New Year's Day, and I will take you to the dormitory later, and your luggage will be sent in. Fourth,............"

As soon as Song Ling heard the closed teaching and dormitory, she automatically began to block the words in the back, so the senior sister meant that I would live in the college from today onwards? In addition to vacations, I couldn't see Ershuang and my father, and I had to sleep alone at night? I couldn't just go to the street to buy jewelry, and I couldn't eat the good things in my own restaurant at any time? She knew that she was really lucky with her sister since she was a child.

But she wanted to come to the academy to have more playmates, why did she become so miserable inexplicably? I knew that she couldn't come in just now, but now she doesn't know where to go, and she has paid too much to see the beauty, after thinking about it, she glared at Xie Qiong beside her, and silently raised her hand.

Senior Sister Zhuang Ya stopped and asked, "This Senior Sister, do you have any questions?"

Song Ling's big round eyes were wrapped with a thick grievance: "Senior Sister Zhuang, can I go to the Academy of Literature?"

I'm afraid that someone who has never been in the backyard said this, Zhuang Ya was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "This, no one has ever done this, I'll ask Uncle Shi later, now you go to the dormitory with me first." ”

Song Ling kept up with everyone with her little short legs, and now she found that the backyard was still extremely magnificent, not only the pavilions and pavilions were beautiful, but also a large area of mountains and forests. They walked through the cafeteria, and then passed by a martial arts training ground, where some senior brothers and sisters greeted each other, and finally the six of them were arranged to live in a courtyard.

Song Lingyi followed Xie Qiong closely and was pointed to the room next to him, and then Senior Sister Zhuang Ya asked them to rest first, get to know each other, wait for the outside things to be sent in, and then go to the cafeteria by themselves when it was time for dinner.

Entering the room, there was a bed, a pair of tables and chairs, and a small wardrobe, Song Lingyi was a little aggrieved, thinking about his own carved bed, the gadgets in his room, and the little turtle he raised. Speaking of the little turtle, it's all to blame, if it weren't for the little turtle I drew myself, I wouldn't be standing here.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and Song Lingyi finally cried.