In the middle of the night, Mingling had a very strange dream.

In the dream, two vague but familiar figures beckoned to him, gradually moving away, unable to accept it in the depths of Mingling's heart, so he struggled to run towards the figure, but the figure disappeared more and more quickly with Mingling's pace.

Suddenly, Ming Ling woke up, extremely sore, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

He wondered why he had such a dream.

What are those two very familiar figures?

Ming Ling's face was a little surprised, and he couldn't slow down for a while.

Through the window, the sky is still bright outside.

I have to sleep, and I don't know what kind of cultivation I will face tomorrow!

Taking a breath, Ming Ling restrained himself from thinking about it and closed his eyes slightly.

Tossing and turning, for a moment, Ming Ling couldn't sleep.

Raising his eyebrows, he suddenly felt that this world was so strange, how small he was, he didn't know how many things there were, waiting for himself to experience, to answer, to understand!

Thinking of this, Ming Ling's eyes flashed with anticipation.

He calmed his nerves, adjusted his breath, and this time, he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Ming Ling opened his heavy eyes, slightly darkened eyes, and it could be seen that Ming Ling had not slept well last night.

As always, he woke up every sleeping student in the dormitory, some sat up with a disgusted look and did not complain, and some stretched out and got out of bed.

Since he was going to do spiritual training, he naturally couldn't go to class, so he planned to take seven days off for himself, and after seven days, he would shine in the arena.

Thinking of this, Ming Ling's eyes crossed with determination.

After a little washing, Ming Ling walked towards his homeroom teacher's office.

Yangyan College has very strict regulations for the class teacher, and must enter his office before the student's prescribed wake-up time, in order to prevent students from having sudden accidents, and the class teacher will also take care of it.

As for requests for leave, there are also rules:

Students below the fourth grade, within half a year, can take a total of one week off, leave can be separately or one-time, if more than seven days, will be deducted points, each student has 10 points, after the points are deducted, they will be suspended, bad behavior, repeated teaching, will be discouraged.

The office of the head teacher of Mingling is located in the first building of the college, some distance from the dormitory building.

Knock knock!

"Please come in. A respectful man's voice came from inside the office.

Mingling's homeroom teacher usually makes things difficult for himself, and once punished himself unnecessarily.

After taking a deep breath, Ming Ling pushed open the door of the office, and the room was dark gray as the main tone, with a simple atmosphere and a faint gloom.

[Psychologists once said that the true character hidden in a person's heart can be revealed from the color]

According to the recruitment, the head teacher is undoubtedly a person with a dark heart.

He looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties, with dark skin, about 1.6 meters tall, and a clean teacher's uniform.

Seeing that it was Ming Ling who came in, the head teacher who had just gotten up immediately sat down, and the respect on his face became disgusted, and the whole person was full of hypocrisy.

There are very few emergencies among the academy students.

What's more, early in the morning, when someone knocks on the door, the head teacher can naturally think of the personnel within the teacher to check attendance or discuss things.

The result is such an unsightly cadet.

The head teacher spurned, "What's the matter?" and his tone was full of disdain.

Faced with such a tone, Ming Ling was used to it, and said respectfully: "Class teacher, I want to take seven days off." ”

His eyes widened, and the head teacher felt a little strange.

This guy has never taken a leave of absence, and now it's time for the promotion game again, what kind of fame has he made, is it possible that he will give up on himself?

I want to ask for leave, but I won't let it.

A treacherous smile appeared on the corner of the head teacher's mouth, "It's about to be the annual student promotion competition, and the academy has strict rules, and students are not allowed to take leave during this period." There was something hypocritical about his tone.

Mingling has been carried out many times, upgrading the game, for the pre-game regulations, has long been clear, the head teacher in the mouth, he has never heard of this rule, it is categorically difficult for himself.

Ming Ling had long expected this, and his face seemed to be smiling, "What about this rule? I only remember that there is only one rule on asking for leave, students below the fourth grade can take seven days off in half a year, and I haven't asked for leave in the past six months, it seems that now I can only ask the principal." Mingling's tone became a little sarcastic, and he used his own way to govern others.

The head teacher's expression suddenly changed like a thorn in the back, yesterday's matter about Hu Tianliang being fired was spread in the mouths of the teachers in the college, and in the eyes of the head teacher, Ming Ling was liked by the principal.

After all, I have been a class teacher for some years, and I also have a certain eyesight, if Ming Lingzhen went to the principal, and then found out that he had lied about the regulations, wouldn't it be the same as Hu Tianliang?

"Mingling, the principal has a lot of things to manage in a day, and he is very busy, so don't bother the principal, I'll give you leave. The head teacher's tone was a little weird, it sounded like he was forbearing and peaceful, and the smile on his face was also extremely hypocritical.