To the right along the neatly paved path of evergreen shrubs next to the auditorium, Duchamp soon saw a rather nice courtyard with a three-story school building and a two-story red office building, as well as a tree-lined garden and a small playground. The courtyard walls have been covered with ivy, making the courtyard have a quaint humanistic atmosphere and a sense of history. Duchamp saw this courtyard,I can't help but add a little longing for the future life of the school park.。

In the Little Red Mansion, Duchamp found the teaching office and knocked politely on the door.

"Please come in."

Duchamp walked in, respectfully took out the letter of admission, and handed it to the teacher closest to the door.

"Wow, so you're Styrey S. Duchamp, the student who got a perfect score in admission, you're finally here. The young female teacher exclaimed with joy, poked her head out of the window, and shouted at the opposite teaching building with a crisp and bright voice like a yellow warbler: "Director Ashley, the first student of this new student Du Shang has come to report!" ”

Boom, countless heads poked out of the window of the opposite building, and they looked this way.

This formation, my brother can't hold it.

Immediately, Professor Ashley Young's familiar figure walked out of a classroom on the second floor, waved at Duchamp, and motioned for Duchamp to hurry up to the opposite floor.

In the three-story teaching building opposite, countless heads poked out of the window, wanting to catch a glimpse of this unprecedented and unprecedented.

After Duchamp was admitted with outrageous results, in order to stop some rumors, the school posted Duchamp's test papers, the gorgeous and error-free answers, and the last essay question that took 5 sheets of paper to write, completely shocked all the students who took the exam at the same time, and even other departments, also knew that there was such a scholar who was enough to shock the small universe.

In front of everyone's eyes, Duchamp, who was ignorant of this, shook his flowing silver hair, walked through the small courtyard of the guidance department, and walked up the steps of the teaching building.

"Wow!" Countless girls have little stars floating in their eyes.

As we all know, what is the biggest flaw of Xueba, that is, the appearance is not handsome enough, on campus, generally handsome, avant-garde and elegant, are scumbags, Xueba is either stunted and thin like a chick, or fat and clumsy, the curvature of the glasses is so deep that it can be used as an astronomical telescope.

And our Duchamp children's shoes, with the efforts of calcium supplementation in the past six months, the height has successfully broken through the limit of 175 cm, the thin and cold face under the silver hair and a white school uniform complement each other, sharp eyes look everywhere, is the legendary girl killer.

At the moment when Duchamp shook his hair, countless screams rang out in the classroom, and countless senior brothers had the idea of killing this arrogant boy, especially the classroom where Professor Ashley was, countless eyes flashed out swords and lightning, staring at the door of the classroom.

Professor Ashley Yang shook Duchamp's hand cordially at the entrance of the building, and quickly complained: "How can you be late for such a big event as the start of school, is there something delayed?" You know, because you came to school, I reluctantly took on part of the teaching of this year's freshmen. If you don't come, I'm wasting my time. ”

Duchamp hung a black line on his head, Professor, you can't be so snobbish, it should be your duty to preach and teach.

Professor Ashley pushed open the door to the classroom and introduced, "This is a first-year class A. Turning to the students, he said solemnly, "This is the last student in the class. S. Duchamp, as I'm sure everyone has heard, is the first place in this year's entrance examination for the Department of Guidance. Styry, greetings. ”

Duchamp hurriedly stepped forward and bent down, "In Lower Stelli Duchamp, please take care of me in the future." ”

Duchamp looked back, why didn't he find Goode? Duchamp quietly asked Professor Yang, "Why isn't Goode here?" ”

Professor Ashley explained: "There are several majors in the Department of Conduction, Class A is Conductive Theory, and Virgood Tybron is Conductive Application, and I do not take classes in this courtyard, which I specially arranged according to the strengths of the two of you. ”

Duchamp nodded in thanks and was about to find an empty seat to sit down. A man stood up in the classroom and pointed to him: "Your desk is the last seat in the second group." Duchamp thanked him, found his seat, and sat down, so that he could take a serious look at the other students in the classroom.

In the classroom, there are a total of 30 students, of which there are only five female students, bad reviews!

The boys all had straight waists and lofty spirits, which made Duchamp feel pressured.

As for the girls, I can't see their faces right now.

Duchamp noticed that Professor Ashley looked particularly formal today, with his hair combed and his formal suit. He waited for Duchamp to sit down, cleared his voice, and said: "Today, the last classmate Duchamp has also arrived, and the first-year class A of the Department of Guidance has all arrived. As the head of the department, I haven't taught in person for several years, but this year, I decided to personally guide the guidance theory of Class A, because this class of students is the most optimistic class I have been in recent years, and you will inevitably become the pillars of the development of the imperial guidance. ”

Professor Ashley's sonorous voice flew through the classroom:

"Twenty-five years ago, I went to the Epstein Foundation for further training, and I remember that at that time, I was just an ordinary apprentice with nothing. In that hall of guidance founded by the disciples of Epstein, I learned not only the knowledge of guidance, but also a scientific spirit of fraternity and sharing......"

The great truth is always very moving, even Duchamp can't help but straighten his waist, listen carefully to Professor Ashley's story of his glorious past, and can't help but sigh in his heart, it turns out that this old man also has a serious side.

After the lecture, Professor Ashley began to introduce the curriculum for this academic year. The Orientation Theory course is a three-year course, and students must take all the required courses, as well as take enough elective courses and earn enough credits to graduate. The curriculum of the first year includes: Literature, Mathematics, Artistic Accomplishment, Physical Education, History, Fundamentals of Guidance, Principles of Guidance, Resonance and Practical Combat, and Political Economy. Due to the uneven distribution of secondary education in mainland China, the purpose of the first grade is to make up for secondary school. From the second year onwards, professional disciplines such as the history of conductivity, conductive materials, and military applications of conductive force will be gradually added.

Duchamp couldn't help but be puzzled when he heard that there was artistic accomplishment in the subject setting, and looked through the course description, only to find that this was an elective course to make up credits. He looked left and right in the classroom and found that there was a characteristic in the classroom: not only were there few girls, but they were all sitting far away from him. Seeing this scene,Duchamp couldn't help but reduce his vision of future school life by seven points,Polytechnic can't afford to hurt!

After Professor Ashley's lecture, he announced another big event.

"Before entering the school, all the students have passed the guiding resonance test, but that is only a superficial test method. This afternoon, we will re-test the resonance ability of the guide for all students in the special guidance training ground of the school, and I hope you will take it seriously. If the retest does not meet the minimum requirements of the 3 rings, the conductive system may be cleared. ”

"Shhhh The classroom was filled with the sound of inhalation.

Teacher Ashley stopped being verbose and announced the end of the class. Then, with a wave of his hand, he beckoned to Duchamp and said, "Styry, come, I'll take you to the admission formalities." ”

The 29 stunned students in the classroom watched with blank eyes as Professor Ashley disappeared out of the classroom with the top student.

After a long time, someone came back and sighed with vinegar: "The treatment of Xueba is different!" ”