Chapter 23: Competition
A month passed very quickly, and this day, even in the imperial capital, was a big day.
The four Roland colleges will start recruiting students at the same time today to absorb new blood.
These four colleges are the Royal Noble Academy of Roland, the Military Academy of Roland, the Academy of Magic of Roland, and the Knight Academy of Roland.
The first two are related to politics and aristocracy, and most of the students have long been predetermined people, and if they encounter talents that are indeed outstanding, and they also have two important factors to be obedient and willing to suffer, they will consider being recruited by them.
And the last such person was five years ago, when the body of this genius was found in the wilderness a year after entering the Royal Noble Academy of Roland, and the cause of death was excessive drug intake.
But even so, there are still many people who want to enter the first two colleges. But they are all rich and powerful.
The latter two were mainly open to the common people, and there were many classes within them, and seventy percent of Roland's average talents came from these two houses each year. Of course, there is also a lot of competition.
Qin Ming flew down from the sky in the Allen family's Warcraft car, and the fifth-level Warcraft is now here, so it's in the past. Many people who don't have such a good family background will rent one to fill the faΓ§ade.
And the people of the Allen family, who are the four nobles, will not care about this, not to mention that this is an away game. Clay didn't come, and for him, there was a lot of work to do. He didn't have time to play with the children, and in fact, when he knew that Qin Ming was going to enter the magic academy, he also felt very strange.
Qin Ming and Lan walked out of the car, their handsome appearance and the veiled beauty that still captivated the country and the city immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Lan couldn't stand such a look and fell on Qin Ming. Qin Ming looked at a new old knight next to him, which was given to him by Clays.
It's not that Renault is bad, in fact, Clay also likes Renault, a personable old knight. It's just that he is more familiar with the imperial capital, and he knows better when the Alan family can help him.
He took the initiative to come forward and asked, "What are the instructions?" β
Qin Ming looked at the crowds of people around him and all kinds of rare birds and beasts, raised his eyebrows, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Wait a minute, pay special attention to these kinds of people, that is, those who have ordinary qualifications, but suddenly have some chance to play well."
There are also those who have average qualifications, but have a certain specialty.
or has unnatural qualifications, or even has a rich net worth, and has outstanding abilities since childhood, and shines when waiting for the next exam.
Pay special attention to it, look for the kind of person who is obviously a waste, but suddenly doesn't know what happened to pass the waiting exam.
Or someone who has been mediocre, but finally passed the exam. β
Hearing this, the old knight paused, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, why are you looking for these? And if your range is like this, then I can say that here are all the people you are looking for." β
"Is it all here?" Qin Ming asked.
"Yes, at least everyone who enters the academy, isn't it?" said the old butler seriously.
Qin Ming thought for a moment and looked at the crowd here: "So, here are all what I'm looking for, enemy." β
"Huh?" the old knight was speechless.
Instead, Lan pinched a handful of meat around his waist, and said with a smile: "Where did you come to have so many protagonists who want to deal with you? β
Qin Ming shook his head very firmly: "It's hard to say, I feel like I will definitely be played to death by this world." Because I've recently studied magic, I've figured it out now, if this is a world and a game, if I'm not the main character and travel with my body, then I'm a virus. The developers will definitely find a way to play me to death. I have this hunch. β
Seeing him like this, Lan didn't plan to persuade him again. Just tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Sign up." β
Qin Ming looked at the old knight, who took the initiative to walk over and help him sign up. It reminded him of the imbeciles of the earth in the past, but he wasn't one of them.
"I'm looking for someone. Qin Ming announced loudly.
"Did you find the main character?" Lan asked.
Qin Ming shook his head: "It's not the protagonist, but I found it." β
He walked to the corner of this huge field, where there was an old man, white-bearded, sitting in a big rocking chair, swaying in the sun, so chic.
"Grandpa, are you sleeping, are you from the Academy of Magic?" Qin Ming kicked at the old man lying on the chair.
The old man quickly stood up, glanced at him, and was not angry, just nodded, and showed him the logo of the magic academy, which was a gemstone mark.
"Well, then let me ask you a question, now that the Academy of Magic is the third of the four major academies, what do you think can improve the level of the Academy of Magic. And how to make students work harder and grow. β
"As long as students work hard, compete, and help each other to break into a new world, the level of the magic academy will naturally increase. He said.
Hearing this, Qin Ming opened his mouth and smiled, and he was too lazy to complain, but he said: "Well, hard work, mutual assistance, and competition are the three major elements of a student, and they are indeed the premise of the growth of the college, so do you think all previous students have these three elements?"
"It's all there. "The old man is proud to reach.
"Then why is it still the third, if there is no black box operation above. Qin Ming asked.
"This. The old man stroked his white beard seriously, and said earnestly, "I really don't know. You know what?"
He asked, Qin Ming smiled, this is inevitable.
So he patted the white-bearded old man on the shoulder: "That's the case, I can show you, why the Academy of Magic is the third, not the first, what is missing in this school." But how about your old man take care of me during this time?"
The old man squinted at him, then nodded, "Okay, you can show me." β
Qin Ming had a tricky expression on his face, and said carefully to the old man, "You show me." β
Qin Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed a young man who was crowding in the crowd, judging from his clothes and the magic power he felt, he was just the kind of low-level person who had just stepped into the magic academy.
Caught by Qin Ming, he subconsciously looked over and asked, "Excuse me, is there something wrong?"
Qin Ming smiled: "Do you think you can enter the Academy of Magic, or can you grow up here, and then become the elite and mainstay of the country, and then live the same nourishing life as those little nobles?"
The young man looked at him, and just as he wanted to open his mouth, he was blocked by Qin Ming.
"Oh, I basically know, but people like you aren't welcome at the Academy of Magic. With that, he punched him to the ground.
"If you just want to live like this, then you don't deserve to step into this threshold at all. You thought this was a place for commoners, you are wrong, this is a place for commoners to prove that they can surpass the nobility. β
After speaking, he pointed around again: "Don't ask me why I picked you off, everyone here is the target of my beating." If you enter the Academy of Magic, I guarantee that your days in the Academy will always be trampled on by me. β
Qin Ming laughed twice, and walked over with Lan. The old man on the side raised his white eyebrows, he already knew Qin Ming's thoughts, to let a person grow, to come out of the internal efforts, you also need external strength. Not help, mutual aid, but the enemy. Competition that reaches a hostile state.
Lu Lan couldn't help but ask, why did he do that to the old man and the young man.
Qin Ming naturally understood what he was talking about, glanced back at the man, and said in Lan's ear: "He is the dean of the Academy of Magic, and he is not as weak as you think." And that young man, if he really has a trace of blood, he will definitely be able to enter the magic academy, and I helped him open the back door today. β
The dean of the Academy of Magic walked up to the boy, who was punched and got a nosebleed.
"He said so, would you still like to enter the Academy of Magic?" the old man asked.
The young man wiped the blood from the tip of his nose, and his eyes showed a ruthlessness: "I must join." β
Today is destined to be an extraordinary day.