"This year's new students are much stronger than in previous years, I heard that the top three, new students account for two." Wang Zhuo walked into the hall with a book in his arms.

"Brother Wang, have you gone to see the list?" Lu Shaotao asked.

"Just came back." Wang Zhuo sighed helplessly and said with a smile: "I'm not high or low anyway." ”

"There are two new students in the top three?" Chu Xiaokai looked at him and grinned: "It seems that this year's new students are full of talents!" ”

"Who's number one?" Ling Xiaoye gossiped.

"The first place is Su Ye, the second place is Ning Zongming, and the third place is Ye Wen." The Tao of the Profession.

"Ning nerd is not the first, it's really relieving!" Ling Xiaoye crossed his hands on his waist and said with a smile.

"It's not, let him have his eyes on his head on weekdays, fake Qinggao, and now he is compared to the new students, now there is a good show to watch!" Yun Yan pouted.

"In this way, this student named Yu Ye is really talented." Xie Min said with emotion.

"Brother Chu, play the game, take care of him." Jing Lingyi hung up, with a look of disapproval.

"Yes, it doesn't matter who is the first, it has nothing to do with us anyway." Chu Xiaokai dropped a chess piece and said with a smile.

Three days later, the students on the list came to Zhaoyunfeng one after another to report before the hour with their own baggage.

The biggest official of Zhaoyunfeng Academy is naturally the superintendent, and the superintendent rushed to Zhaoyunfeng one step earlier than usual, facing the students of the whole school, and gave them a collective morning class.

"First of all, welcome all new students to report, and secondly, today, while everyone is here, the superintendent will set up the rules of the school again, no matter which country you come from, no matter what identity you are, what your back, from the first step into Zhaoyun Peak, all are equal, all are commensurate with their names, they are not allowed to claim their own identity, and they are not allowed to ask about the identities of others. The superintendent stood on a high place, glanced at more than 100 students, and shouted loudly.

Yan Ke pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "There are so many rules!" ”

Feng Lanyu sneered in her heart and glanced at him.

"Finally, please come forward in turn to draw lots and receive the dormitory number, do you understand?" Superintendent.

"Understand the superintendent." The students responded.

Unbeknownst to him, an arm suddenly rose in the crowd.

"Report to the Superintendent, the student has something to say." Ling Xiaoye shouted.

Everyone didn't know why, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

"Student Ling Xiaoye, what do you not understand?" The superintendent looked at him and asked.

"Superintendent, what if I unfortunately get a dormitory with Yun Yan?" Ling Xiaoye asked.

Yun Yan's pupils dilated, and he turned his head to stare at him, "What do you mean!" ”

"Superintendent, I want to report Yun Yan, he decocted medicine in the dormitory, causing a smell of herbs in the dormitory, and who is in the same dormitory with him didn't run away after living in less than half a month." Ling Xiaoye said.

"Ling Xiaoye, you are enough, you slandered the master in front of so many people, on purpose." Yun Yan glared at him.

"Brother Yun, don't blame Brother Ling for being quick-mouthed, speaking from the heart, no one wants to share a bedroom with you." Wang Zhuo said embarrassedly.

The corners of Yun Yan's mouth twitched fiercely, and he turned his head to look at Jing Lingyi, with a look of help.

Jing Lingyi shrugged, "Don't look at me, I want to avoid you too." ”

Yun Yan puffed out his cheeks and looked at the superintendent angrily, "Superintendent, you take care of them, they deceive people too much." ”

The old man in his fifties stroked his beard helplessly and sighed lightly, "Student Yunyan, this superintendent warns you that you should be more restrained in the future, and you are not allowed to decoct medicine in the dormitory anymore." ”

"Huh?" Yun Yan pursed his lips, with a look of grievance, and suddenly thought of something, only to see him running up the steps. I want to talk about "The Prosperous Age of Concubines" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~