With a history of more than 400 years, the Limocas aristocratic school used to admit only members of the nobility to study, with a total of 20 classes, each class has no more than three students, but each class has at least six teachers. With a long history, a deep heritage and a strong faculty, Limocas is one of the best aristocratic schools in the northwestern part of the empire. Among the students who graduated here were one duke, five marquises, and many more counts and viscounts.

It was once said that the Limocas aristocratic school was the cradle of the elite aristocracy - in fact, it was all blown, because the duke's children went to school here and inherited the title of duke when they became adults, and whether he studied well or not, he was bound to be a duke. The same is true for other graduates, as long as they can inherit the title, they must be nobles with titles. However, it should also be noted here that the number of people who have "become talents" in the Limocas aristocratic school for more than 400 years seems to be a bit small, which sounds very powerful, but on the other hand, it seems that more children did not inherit the title in the end.

Whether it was because they were on Limocas or for some other reason is not clear.

But this does not prevent the Limocas aristocratic school from breaking into a more resounding name in the new era and new society - because this school has an "aristocratic" component, more middle-class families hope that their children can get on the side of the nobility, even if it is just an aristocratic school.

The annual tuition fee of 2,500 yuan is definitely not affordable for ordinary families, and even some ordinary middle-class families cannot afford such money for their children to go to this school. From the age of four to the age of fourteen, the tuition fee for ten years is 25,000 yuan, not including some other extracurricular activities. But the more expensive the tuition, the fewer students can afford it, and the more it can prove the value of the school in the eyes of those who have money, so much so that every year the freshman places need to spend an additional amount of money to find connections to grab them.

At 8:50 a.m., forty minutes before the 9:30 freshman entrance ceremony, Du Buddha stood a little nervously outside the auditorium and smoked a cigarette. Today, both Doolin and Dover have changed into very formal dresses, pure black tuxedos with white shirts and bow ties, and even the collar buttons and cufflinks are very high-end colors. The two of them had a shiny gloss on their heads, making them look a little funny, like the people in movies or plays.

There were also people smoking, they looked at each other from time to time, and they smiled and nodded politely and distancingly, and there was an atmosphere of elegance and dignity everywhere in this old campus.

"I was a little nervous. Du Fo took a puff of his cigarette and spit it out at the sky, "It's the first time I've been so nervous since I grew up!"

Durin looked at Dover's slightly trembling hands, and he licked his somewhat dry and tense lips, "Okay, I see, you're nervous." Can you tell me why I'm nervous?", Durin lit a cigarette as well, and the two of them stood outside the door of the auditorium, and at a glance they could see Vivien, who was standing on the right hand side of the first row, and a four-year-old child. Vivien glanced back and encouraged Du Buddha with a smile, and Du Buddha smiled back to indicate that he was fine.

Yes, a smile is so magical, it is obviously impossible to show any substantive content, but under the infection of different emotions on different occasions, different environments, smiles, and eyes will become communicative.

Durin thought that Du Fo might have been nervous because the child called out to his father, or maybe it was because his current identity was very embarrassing and made Du Fo nervous, but he guessed wrong.

"Because this is the ...... school," Dufo took another puff of his cigarette, "I'm afraid of school, I used to have very poor grades in school, you know, my family is in very poor condition, it's not easy to send one of my children to school." Dufo's hands seemed to become less shaky when he said this, he looked at Durin with a self-deprecating smile and kicked the cigarette ash under his feet, "Mother has supported several of our children by herself, and also gave me the opportunity to go to school, hoping that I can change my own future and change the future of my family." ”

"I study hard, I spend all my time studying every day, but I don't know if my brain is not smart enough to be ...... like you", Du Fo pointed his finger at his temple, "My grades are very poor, and I have been counting down." I got an E on every test, but my mother kept encouraging me until one day I ......"

Until one day, the teachers and principal of the school decided that Du Fo was not suitable to continue to study in school, and his grades became like this, and his studies became a heavy burden on the family. Although the annual tuition fee is not considered by many to be an unaffordable expense, for Dover's family, it was saved by his mother, his younger siblings, and his younger siblings. He went to school for two years, and his family was hungry for two years, but in exchange for a conversation with the teacher.

The teacher told him that the school was going to talk to his mother and then asked him to withdraw from school. At that moment, the young Buddha was left with fear and self-reproach in his heart. As the eldest man in the family, he failed everyone's hopes and his mother's. He begged the teacher, begged the principal, to let him try again, but alas, he still failed.

He did a test paper in front of the old teacher and the principal, and when he sat down in a chair and picked up a pen, he began to have a stomachache and a desire to go to the toilet. In the torment, those questions seemed to come to life, and he kept changing on the test paper, so that he got another E.

In fact, every time he took an exam, he was very nervous, perhaps because he wanted to do something too much and lost his normal heart, and every exam was a torment for him. Not only do you have to fight stomach pain and the urge to excrete, but you also have to fight against hallucinations that appear inexplicably. In the end, he dropped out of school, and when his mother stood outside the school gate and looked at him with a warm smile, Dufo not only did not feel relieved, but felt a heart-wrenching pain.

He failed his mother's hopes, his younger siblings' patience of not having enough to eat and starving for him to go to school, he failed his family and himself, he hated why he was nervous, and he hated why the school couldn't give him more time.

Even now, he can't forget what his mother said then.

"It's okay, learning isn't everything, and I'm sure my Dufo will definitely become an amazing person. You're a man, and Mom is sure she'll be waiting for that day!"

Dover seemed to be a little out of control, and he slammed the cigarette butt to the ground, then stepped on it. His eyes also changed, as if he had been arrogant.

Durin stepped forward and hugged Dufo and patted him on the back, "Alright, my brother, you're no longer that street thug, you're already a big guy." Everyone is proud of you, your mother, your younger siblings, the whole street knows that you have done it, and you have changed not only the fate of a family, but also the fate of a group of people and a race!"

Under Du Lin's reassurance, Du Fo took a few deep breaths, his eyes became gentle, he shook his head with a wry smile, and patted his cheek, "I'm sorry, I always can't control my emotions when I think about things at that time, this may be the shadow of my life that the psychiatrist said." ”

"Psychiatrist?", Durin looked disdainful after hearing this, "They don't have any effect at all except that they sell wheat flour as a medicine and sell it to you in pieces, and then tell you that it works, in fact, all the curative effects are obtained by you and yourself!"

Du Fo was also stunned for a moment, "Really? Why don't I know?"

Durin patted Dufo's arm, and the two of them walked towards the auditorium together, "Of course you don't know, so I said that reading more newspapers is good for you, and what can you gain by watching those TV series all day except giggling?"

Du Buddha thought about it very seriously, "Happy!"

The opening ceremony was very solemn, and the Limocas aristocratic school only accepted a hundred students per semester, and as before, there were twenty classes in each grade, with only five students in each class, and no more than six students at most. With at least six independent teachers in charge of each class, and children are grouped together for more group education when necessary, this is a school that pays off.

From the age of four to fourteen runs through the decade when a child should least learn, and then they will find that there are still ten years waiting for them.

The teacher, the dean of teaching, and the principal came to the stage one after another to speak, and they all said very beautiful words, but what people didn't expect was that Vivian actually came to the stage to speak, and she was in the fourth place.

When the teacher in charge of the presiding officer introduced Vivien's identity, such as the daughter of the governor, the heir to the great nobility, the outstanding feminist fighter, and the active social activist, the people began to applaud enthusiastically, as if there had been no silence before that, and there was no question about why a woman would come to the stage in fourth place on such an important day as the opening ceremony.

At this time, Vivien became radiant, her whole person seemed to be glowing, and her speech was very infectious, especially her constantly waving arms, which added to the weight of her speech. It can be seen that she likes such scenes very much, likes to express her opinions in front of people, and instills her thoughts in others.

The old Governor had said before he died that the only one in the whole family who was on the right path was not his sons or nephews, but this daughter, who had always been inconspicuous.

This terrible strong woman, Du Lin is a little pitiful.