Whew......"

Liao Province, on a highway on the outskirts.

Taxis were speeding down, exhaust pipes spewing hot air back and non-slip tires rolling over the dark road still covered in residual snow, kicking up a little frozen muddy water.

In the back seat of the car, Cheng Lin leisurely leaned back on the soft chair, flipping through a magazine he bought at the airport.

After getting used to using mental power, he found it easier to read.

He can even hold a book of hundreds of thousands of words in his hand and flip through it, and he can record all those words into his mind.

Even if you don't have to open it, just press a book in your hand, you can achieve a similar effect, but it is a little slower.

"Well...... True. Quantum reading ......" Cheng Lin silently laughed at himself.

He didn't know if all perceptual cultivators could do something similar after reaching the advanced level.

But it's a great time-saver.

Of course, recording is one thing, understanding is another.

This time cannot be drastically reduced.

Closing the magazine casually, Cheng Lin turned his head to look at the barren fields outside the window, and his heart was extremely peaceful.

The return of his father is really a bit confusing, both for him and for him.

I haven't seen each other for three years, and the changes in both father and son have been extremely huge, which does not mean that the old suspicions can be completely released overnight, especially ...... In the final analysis, the death of my mother was also an obstacle between the two men.

It will take time to dissolve, but at the moment, there is plenty of time left for them.

Cheng's father is still in the prime of life, and he is still very early from retirement, and now he finally returned to China, communicated with the special management department, and finally got another letter of appointment.

In the next few days, according to the procedure, it is necessary to stay in the capital to make some file changes, nationality changes, etc., and some basic procedures still need to be followed.

Then, Cheng's father should choose to stay in the capital, or go to the magic capital, and enter the research institute to do some management work - Xia Guo is still in the catch-up period in terms of psionic gene research, and Cheng's father has been exposed to it for three years, even if he avoids Cheng Lin's identity, he is an out-and-out talent, and naturally he will not waste it.

This arrangement is very good, and everyone is very satisfied.

Of course, Cheng Lin also came up with a little bit of "hostage" from this.

The word was a bit serious, but he wasn't disgusted.

From any point of view, Cheng Lin never intended to leave Xia Guo to join the enemy or anything...... As long as the above doesn't deliberately mess with him, he is willing to cooperate all the time.

Of course...... I don't think anyone has a brain convulsion to deliberately target a powerful Seventh Rank Realm.

As for himself...... According to the contract, you need to return to the Ninth Academy to complete your graduation, and then you will enter the First Division and officially take up your post.

This is also the reason why he returned to Liao Province after spending Christmas for less than a week.

The college's graduation ceremony is about to take place.

"Graduation, ......" Cheng Lin sighed silently, his mood was very complicated.

Immersed in this emotion, the rental soon arrived at the gate of the academy, Cheng Lin paid, and then the doorman opened the door without swiping the card, obviously, he had already reached the realm where he could brush his face.

"Is Huang Yin in the academy?" Cheng Lin passed the door, remembered something, turned his head and asked, and then saw the doorman standing straight all of a sudden, "Dean Huang went to the province to do business before, and he is not here for the time being." ”

"Okay, thank you." Cheng Lin smiled and left.

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According to the date, the graduation ceremony was held the day after tomorrow, and after pinching my fingers, there was only the last day and a half.

Cheng Lin did not delay, and immediately sent a message in the "Shueisha" group, and then summoned the members to meet.

Speaking of which, he, the president, is a little ashamed to do what he did, Shenlong can't see the beginning and the end, and most of the internal affairs of the club are the work of several vice presidents.

in the office.

When Cheng Lin sat on the main seat of the long table of the conference somewhat unfamiliarly and saw the familiar members, the heart that had nowhere to put it suddenly became appropriate.

"Why are you so serious?" Cheng Lin smiled and looked at the other people at the long table, and found that he was a little more restrained than he used to be.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't speak, obviously, because of the change in Cheng Lin's identity.

was silent for several seconds, but in the end it was Sun Xiao who broke the silence, he suddenly blinked and glanced at Cheng Lin:

"President, have you been in the capital these days, have you gotten any benefits?"

After saying that, he also leaned forward, and the serious atmosphere was destroyed at once.

Xiao Ningyu glared at him: "Can't you ask some high-level questions?" ”

"Then you ask!" Sun Xiao was not happy, he felt that his problem was quite lofty.

Xiao Ningyu pouted, opened his mouth, and couldn't think of anything for a while.

However, after they did this, the atmosphere was much lighter.

Cheng Lin said with a smile: "There must be benefits." ”

"What's the benefit?"

A group of people were immediately curious, and when they heard Cheng Lin finish telling him about his situation, the entire office was boiling.

"Deputy ministerial? Deputy Director of the First Division? Commander? How many levels has this been in a row? ”

"Hit people, there is no reason, and he will give birth to a grandson!"

Sun Xiao took the lead in wailing, looking like he was looking for death and life.

Fu Zhongting suddenly blinked and said, "There should be some people in our current session who will be transferred to the first division, right?" After this...... Ahem. ”

At his mention, the eyes of the few people in front of the academy in the seats lit up suddenly.

Wouldn't it be a big backer to go in later?

Cheng Lin could also see the thoughts of these people at a glance, he couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said nothing, he didn't have the intention of doing anything about the hills, cultivation is strength after all.

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The meeting was open and inevitably evolved into a dinner.

When Cheng Lin returned to his dormitory, he happened to receive a message from Wang Daming in the group.

Probably that this means that tomorrow morning for the last spiritual class, I hope everyone will be there on time.

Sitting on a sofa alone, Cheng Lin looked at the mobile phone screen and slowly smiled.

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The next day, at half past six in the morning, Cheng Lin woke up from the bed, did not get up, but enjoyed the long-lost tranquility, and stayed in bed until half past seven, then got up and washed.

Then I went to the cafeteria for a breakfast and arrived at the classroom.

The door of the large classroom was open, and when Cheng Lin walked in, he saw the students sitting densely on the futon.

Today, everyone was neatly dressed in their college uniforms and chatting with the others next to them, and there was a restless atmosphere in the air.

In order to avoid causing everyone's atmosphere to become strange because of his own existence, Cheng Lin deliberately used "closed perception" to reduce his sense of existence, so that he entered the classroom without causing too much sensation.

Then he found a familiar empty seat, sat down cross-legged, and noticed a familiar gaze.

He turned his head to look over, and saw that Hua Bei, who still insisted on wearing a bare-legged artifact and a skirt in winter, was quietly looking at him.

"Something on my face?" Cheng Lin subconsciously touched his face.

Then I listened to Hua Bei say, "There is no ......"

At this time, the classroom suddenly fell silent, Cheng Lin and Hua Bei looked over, and saw Wang Daming, who was meticulously dressed, walking in, well, he had been promoted to the third grade.

Wang Daming looked around at everyone and said as usual: "Go to class." ”