Vol.2 Entrance Examinations Chapter 13 Classes Outside the System (1)
Palazzo Dreamsoul, Palazzo Prato.
This is the naming tradition of the Dream Soul Palace, and the format of the general name is "XX Palace". Of course, this naming method is not often mentioned by students or teachers, because the name before the word "gong" is often long and difficult to remember. That's why the Prato Palace is mostly called so by the people in the Dream Soul Palace-Finance Department.
Thirteen chambers of commerce from various metaverses gathered here, and the name of the first guardian science and education institution in the world of the Dream Soul Academy was like thunder, and it was a signboard that many businessmen were vying to climb. Thanks to the funding of these chambers of commerce, the Dream Soul Academy can have such luxurious hardware specifications.
The school palace claims that these luxurious configurations are so that students can enjoy the best quality guard education....... Although there is such a part, but insiders understand that the main reason is the personal hobby of a bald principal named Qianji. The thirteen presidents of the Chamber of Commerce were bitter about this, and the most funding request they received from Chiki was to expand the bronze bathtub in the principal's office, which was large enough to raise crocodiles.
And the Prato Palace, is the headquarters of these chambers of commerce. It's more like a giant hemisphere upside down on the ground than a building that's been cut in half. The Palazzo Prato is golden, and it is very exaggerated from a distance. It is even more important when you look closer, because the exterior of the building is made of 100% pure gold, and when it was first built, a bald headmaster said that "the glittering appearance can better reflect the strength of the Chamber of Commerce".
The presidents of the Chamber of Commerce thought to themselves that he was actually trying to make a.
It's shameful to show off your wealth like this, and what's even more shameful is that the school palace has specially matte each gold brick to make the reflection of the Prato Palace less obvious, and a bald headmaster has a beautiful name to "protect the children's eyesight health".
On the top floor of the Prato Palace, the president's room, a rare person wearing formal clothes and sitting in a precarious position.
Smack————
A file bag slammed down on the large desk, and the opening of the bag was emblazoned with purple fire paint representing confidentiality.
"Tap, tap!" Qianji shouted distressedly, he removed the file bag, and carefully stroked the smashed tabletop, like a little daughter-in-law to be married caressing the jade bracelet handed down from her mother's ancestor, "The old golden silk nanmu's!
A fist slammed into the back of Qianji's hand touching the table, and with a "bang", the desktop that Qianji desperately wanted to keep was still smashed out of the crack.
"Ahhh
"Don't yell!" roared the puncher.
Qianji immediately shut up, it seems that his hand is fine, he really cares about money.
If you ask outsiders about the president of the Dream Soul Academy Chamber of Commerce, the first impression in many people's minds is probably that he is an elegant man dressed well dressed and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He was in the torrent of money, squandering gold in an indifferent and indifferent smile, and hundreds of thousands of gold coins per second flowed under his command, as if he should be a money emperor.
But the real president has nothing to do with this image at all, and she is a woman, and she is still a sloppy woman, her name is Chu Cai.
Scraps of business documents and snacks are scattered all over the desk, and the floor is covered with women's underwear and underwear, giving a smell of fermentation. It was rare to see a few washed pieces in the toilet of the president's room, and Chu Yan wore them in the air with a clothesline, still dripping water. So Qianji doesn't want to come here every time, for fear that he will accidentally step on a mushroom that is growing in the crack of the rigidity
The president's office is already outrageously chaotic, and looking at Chu Yan himself, the gap between him and the image in the hearts of outsiders is even greater.
Chu cuisine is not high, only a meter and a half, and he can easily stuff his whole person into a chair by shrinking his feet. She wore a large baggy waistcoat and an army-green hooded coat, dressed as usual for all seasons. Qianji reminded Chu Yan to change her clothes more than once, but she never saw her change even when she attended some drinking parties. Chu Cai has not reinstated, probably from the Middle Yuan Realm, and his complexion also shows the Asian yellow of the Middle Metaverse, but it is dark. The eyes are a little small, the teeth are a little big, and the ponytail whip is unkempt and I don't know how long it hasn't been washed, like a feather duster with a fried hair stuck in the back of the head.
To be honest, Qianji really didn't want to meet Chu Yan, and every time he went out of the president's room, he would feel an extra layer of ash on his body. But there is no way, it is this unattractive woman who is in charge of three-quarters of the total wealth of the entire Dream Soul Academy, and she decisively bows her head in front of money without hesitation.
He blinked his eyes and looked at Chu Yan with a sobbing expression.
"Look at me, you old bald dog!" Chu Yan twisted the fist that was pressed on the back of Qianji's hand, and scolded, "Isn't the amount of money that our chamber of commerce pays every year enough? How many fucking times have you repaired that broken bathtub?" How many years has the 'Ghost Project' been dead, and as soon as it came back from the ashes, I asked your grandmother for money?
"Desktop! Be careful of the desktop!" Qianji couldn't help but shout again, he hurriedly took out the cigarette case from his pocket with his other hand and shook it out, "Sister!
"Phew!" Chu Yan spit out a mouthful of phlegm on the side, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and took the opportunity to pull out his hand.
It took a while for Chu Cai to calm down a little of his anger, but he was still scolding: "Do you tell me what the fuck you and your wife are doing?" Do you know that you were going to engage in this 'ghost plan' in the first place, and how many people the old lady suppressed to impeach to help you get the money? And then, what? Ah? The plan will be yellow in a few months?" she took the file bag from before and poured out a plan from it, "You fucking see how much you want, and how many zeros are in the back? This is the money that the fuck needs to train a class?!" Tell you the dead bald donkey, the old lady has no life if she asks for money. Rather than vote for this unreliable plan, Grandma, I'd rather throw some money to buy you a few catties of hair growth gel!"
The more Chu Yan spoke, the more angry he became, and he grabbed a goblet on the table and was about to smash it on Qianji's head.
Qianji hurriedly took the goblet and smiled: "Yes, yes, sister, what you said is right." Dissipate the gas, don't move the liver fire. The cup is a good plum blossom tea, don't waste it. ”
Chu Yan angrily shook off Qianji's hand and drank the tea in the goblet with a muffled voice....... God knows why she drinks tea from a goblet.
It is said that Qian Jigui is the principal, so he should not have to be so low. But I can't help myself, the ghost plan is an unplanned expenditure of the school palace, and Chu Yan can only be next to each other when he is angry. Qianji saw that the tea was dry, and hurriedly added another cup and handed it over.
"Think about it. ”
"Fuck off!"
"Oops, it's time for the old angry to get wrinkles. ”
"Fuck off, no matter how many wrinkles the old lady has, there are fewer than the two eggs on yours!"
"Either I kneel? My legs are very expensive, and most people don't kneel. ”
"You sawed off all three of your legs, and my mother agreed. ”
Chu Yan glanced at Qianji coldly, and Qianji looked at Chu Cai with blank eyes. The two looked at each other across the desk for almost half a minute, and finally Chu Yan scratched his head violently and sighed.
"Ahhh
"Yes, untill death. Qianji's gaze sharpened, "If there is another accident, I will bear the responsibility." ”
"Qianji, neither you nor Yeyin have the right to decide the fate of the students. Chu Yan whispered.
"I never had the idea that I could decide the fate of my students. Chiki said, "I'm just...... No other way. ”
"You've got the idea of reopening the 'ghosts' again. Chu Yan picked up the plan and flipped through it, slapped the plan on the table, and pointed to the picture of Yang Haohui, "Is it because of this child?"
"Yes, he's the most important reason why I want to restart the Ghost Project. This child is very special and completely unsuitable for mass education, and exposing his metaphysical attributes can lead to danger. ”
"Light?" Chu Yan suddenly remembered something, "Old Bark has been studying...... Is there anyone else besides the Dust?"
Qianji nodded: "You are one of my few partners who can be fully trusted, don't spread this matter." I watched the third exam and saw the seven-color energy in this kid with my own eyes. ”
"This stupid kid used it in the exam?!" Chu Yan was dumbfounded.
"yes. Qianji smiled wryly, "This is an unexpected thing, Bacardi reminded him, but I don't know why he didn't keep the agreement, according to Bacardi's description, he should have been a child who was unusually calm." ”
"What then?"
Qianji rubbed his forehead: "Don't worry, don't worry, except for Geng Yan Xikui and the teachers I trust in the Academy, I have washed away the relevant memories of all the witnesses present, they will only remember that Geng Yan defeated the other party to enroll, and the process will not leave an impression, I am tired enough." ”
"I'm really glad that my teammate is not a pig .......," Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Senki shrugged.
"But Yang Haohui's teammates won't, no matter how strong your courage is, it is impossible to wash away the memories of people who have been in deep contact with Yang Haohui, at least not cleanly. Chu Yan was still a little worried.
"So it's time to restart the Ghost Project. Qianji said, "I didn't clean the memories of the remaining four children at all, and I can see that they have formed a deep bond with Yang Haohui in the third exam." Each of them is also a very talented seedling, and they should be happy to have the opportunity to enter the school together. ”
"You're quite thoughtful. Chu Yan was completely relieved.
"It must be, otherwise how can you be the principal?" Chiki returned to the expression of a hippie smile.
"But I still can't agree. Chu Yan's words made Qianji's face freeze.
"Why?" asked Qianji.
"How can you keep those kids in Project Ghost safe? Your training methods are completely unorthodox, not everyone is crazy like you. Chu Yan rolled the burned cigarette in the ashtray and crushed it fiercely, "I don't want to see the tragedy of the previous 'ghost class' again." ”
Yang Haohui is Geng Yan's only hope to live. Qianji said.
"I am a businessman, a thousand machines, and making the most profitable choice is my credo. Chu Yan's voice was cold, "If I can use Geng Yan's life as a child to ensure the lives of five children, I have a clear conscience." ”
Qianji was silent, he could control a lot of things, but this alone could not be guaranteed.
Chu Yan didn't urge, and Qianji's next answer would determine her choice.
After a long time, Qianji said: "I can't guarantee it, but I believe in Yang Haohui's child." Because the people Bacardi believes in are worth believing in all over the world!"
Chu Yan shrunk his legs into the chair, buried his face in his knees, and was silent for a long, long time before saying, "Is this your answer?"
"Like you, I have a clear conscience. Qianji replied categorically.
Chu Yan let out a long sigh and finally stamped the seal of the Chamber of Commerce on the plan........
To be continued......