It's the once-in-a-decade admissions season again.....

The teachers in charge of the admissions office at the foot college were so anxious that the only remaining hair was about to fall out, because every time it came to this time, it was the time when they were most troubled.

As the most powerful official organization in the universe, the Federation has almost countless populations and forces, and there are even more schools under its influence, and those who can dislocate themselves in such a vast number and become famous schools will have a very high appeal, and there is no need to worry about the source of students, no matter how expensive the tuition is, there are a large number of students who have broken through the threshold and knelt down to enter, the reason is naturally because the base of the people of the Federation is large enough!

But on the contrary, schools that are not famous are particularly bleak, because there are too many schools, and it is too easy for you to drown in the stars.

The general quality of such students is not good, their own qualifications are average, and the effect of training is average, out of the society, it is naturally more difficult to make a name for the school, so in order to make a profit, the college can only reduce the salary standard of the tutor, and the tutor will naturally go to a better place without salary, and the teachers of this school will become worse and worse, forming a vicious circle.

The academy is now at the most important door.....

Their academy has been established for a long time, almost 20 million years, of course, this is naturally incomparable to those big coffee colleges that have tens of millions of epochs, but in ordinary private colleges, it is rare to be able to last for so long....

The headmaster of the Foot Academy is a high-ranking slime member named Kim, who is one of the few slimes who have become a star-level lifeform, and the original intention of the academy is to provide a platform for those who are not born in large families to improve themselves.

In fact, the original intention of most private colleges is like this, but the reality is too cruel, and many colleges have not been able to hold on, and the college is relatively well operated.

Because the first principal got a huge fortune out of nowhere, and stubbornly supported the difficult period of losing money in the previous millions of years, with the efforts of him and a group of like-minded tutors at any cost, the college still cultivated some relatively high-quality students.

Of course, high-quality students may not be able to mix well when they go out, but after millions of years of hard work, they have finally begun to pay off, and more and more high-quality students have come out and begun to make contributions abroad, and have achieved relatively high achievements.

Slowly, some Celestial Lords knew about the good quality and low price of the students in their school, as well as the relatively high-quality educational resources, so some Celestial Lords began to slowly cooperate with them.

School.... It seems like it's about to start getting on track.

Just when the mentors of the older generation thought that they had finally survived, something that no one expected happened, the third lord of the universe was discovered to cooperate with the void, and the first god of war, Cangyue, rose and quickly wiped out this former third force with an extremely powerful attitude.

The incident was so devastating that his academy was one of the schools affected, with a large number of students who had originally walked out of his school killed in the battle, and most of the Celestial Lords who cooperated with them were also killed or wounded.

I have to say that it's really a matter of luck, although this matter is big, it can't affect all forces, but it's good to die, their school is the kind of bad luck.....

After many years of hard work, once they returned to the pre-liberation period, many mentors slowly began to be dissipated, after all, from the beginning of nothing, to the back of a small achievement, they have spent millions of years, and now back to the starting point This blow is really too big, how many people can resist them from scratch? After all, not all of them are immortal-level beings like the principal, how many millions of years can there be in life?

As a result, tutors finally began to leave, and the college began to slowly come to the brink of a landslide......

"Principal, the publicity fee opened in the same city is 140 billion a day, and the refined propaganda is a billion refreshed... The monthly subscription fee is ....."

The director of the Propaganda Department cautiously reported to the principal that he had screened out, and the cost performance was already extremely high.

When Principal Slime heard about this announcement, the healthy green of his whole body became a little bruised, and he said weakly: "No.... Cheaper? ”

There is a reason for the lack of confidence, when he founded the school, he was full of spirits, but after all, he lost millions of years of money, no matter how huge the wealth can withstand such consumption?

By now, he was really at the end of his rope....

In order to ensure the quality of teachers, the high treatment of tutors cannot be reduced, and the quality of educational resources must be maintained, which is also the original intention of their original school.

But if you keep this one, you will naturally have to make a trade-off with the propaganda one....

The director of the Propaganda Department also understood in his heart when he saw the sad face of the principal, but understanding is understanding, reality is reality, the light city is already a relatively cheap propaganda channel in this galaxy, and other channels are either completely out of traffic, or the price is even more expensive.

"How many students are signing up now?" The headmaster asked again.

"Three thousand five hundred and eleven ....." The Propaganda Department said honestly: "Most of them are indigenous students from nearby galaxies, and they reluctantly came to sign up when they heard that we have tuition waivers here, and of course some parents who know the quality of our school also chose us....."

The principal's face wrinkled when he smelled a slime-standard jelly, most of it was because of the tuition waiver, that is, the tuition fees that this large group of students could pay were limited, and there were only more than 3,000 students, and I am afraid that even a fraction of the teacher's salary would not be enough......

Even if some old neighbors know the quality of their school and are willing to send their own children, it is estimated that they also value its cost performance and their children's college entrance examination results are average.

Thinking of this, the principal felt more and more that there was no hope, and sometimes he really wanted to give up just like that.

"What about our partners? Didn't you send students this year? ”

As soon as these words came out, the admissions director was even more embarrassed, since the incident in Cangyue, most of the gods who had cooperated with them in their school had been killed and injured, and those who did not die were far away from this land that had been eroded by the void, and few were willing to come from afar to continue to cooperate.

However, there are also one or two high-quality gods who are optimistic about them over the years, such as the Brewmaster Lord....

But the wine fairy has sent three batches of students in a row, as a lord who has not risen for too long, although the development is extremely fast, but the demand for this aspect is always limited, you can't count on people every year, right?

Seeing the appearance of the admissions director, the principal sighed: "Okay, you don't have to say it...."

The entire principal's office suddenly fell into silence, and the teachers behind looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Headmaster!" At this moment, a young female teacher ran outside, panting and said, "A lord came over and said that he wanted to talk about cooperation!" ”

"Oh?" As soon as these words came out, the entire lifeless office instantly regained its vitality.

"What grade? Which galaxy is it? What is the collaborative project? Cultivating local indigenous or foreign staff for postgraduate studies? ”

The woman was stunned.... Then he rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "I.... I was so excited that I forgot to ask about it....."

Everyone: "......"

"But the level doesn't seem to be high, only level five!"

"Level five?" Everyone's faces suddenly froze, and most of the freshness just now was lost in an instant, what is the fifth-level lord doing? Cultivating black goblins?

"Forget it, mosquitoes are also meat ....." The principal sighed: "Let's go, take me to see ....."

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