Monday, May 7th.

Zhang Yi got up early, and after coming to school, he went straight to the head teacher's office.

Last Saturday was already the deadline for registration, and now Zhang Yi wants to sign up for the cultivation course, and he has to go to the head teacher, Mr. Huang.

Without an enrollment form for the cultivation department, it is like a person without an ID card, no matter how outstanding a genius is, he will be reduced to a black household.

This situation is also to facilitate the state's management of cultivators, so as to prevent cultivators from relying on their strength to do something out of the ordinary.

Standing at the door, Zhang Yi calmed down, tidied up his collar again, and after making sure that nothing would happen that would damage his image, he was ready to knock on the door.

......

"Mr. Huang, if you take my money, you should know what to do next, what do you say?"

But at this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the office.

Zhang Yi was stunned, this voice was relatively young, and it didn't sound like the voice of a school teacher.

Moreover, Mr. Huang is his homeroom teacher...... Could it be that there is any PY transaction in it that cannot be done?

"Wei Lang, you go back first, and we'll talk about this matter then. ”

Wei Lang?

The corners of his eyebrows frowned slightly, and Zhang Yigang stopped when he was about to knock on the door.

He remembered what Fan Tong said to him, the special recruitment quota had been decided, and it was a classmate in Class 1 named Wei Lang.

In Haicheng No. 1 Middle School, because of a cultivation genius named Shen Xingjian, and because of his contribution to the country, Huaqing Cultivation University made an exception to give Haicheng No. 1 Middle School a special recruitment quota.

As long as the students can reach the C or B level physique during the three years of high school, and the physique ranking is high, they can get this special recruitment quota and enter Huaqing Cultivation University!

Not only that, but in order to be able to cultivate students with a spiritual physique, the school also hires cultivators to be teachers, and the head teachers of the first three classes of each grade are cultivators.

Zhang Yi's senior high school (3) class, because Teacher Huang is a cultivator, so there are either rich second generation or official second generation people in the class, and everyone wants to learn more about cultivation knowledge from Teacher Huang.

"Okay, when the time comes, I hope Mr. Huang can help me more. Wei Lang's laughter came from inside the office.

"Knock knock—"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly, he really wanted this special recruitment quota.

Even if he didn't want it, he would help Qin Xian'er take it down!

Hearing the knock on the door, Mr. Huang Wei Lang's face in the office changed suddenly.

Teacher Huang motioned for Wei Lang to hide with his eyes, so as not to be discovered.

But Zhang Yi had already pushed the door and walked in, and said with a bright smile: "Teacher Huang, I'll get the registration form." ”

Wei Lang, who was just about to hide, stopped all his movements in an instant, looked at the door with a twisted brow, and when he saw that it was Zhang Yi, the worry in his heart slowly disappeared.

has been in the same school for three years, and they are all from the top 3 classes, it is impossible for Wei Lang not to know Zhang Yi.

What's more, Zhang Yi is just a top student and has no family background.

Wei Lang didn't rush to speak, and stood aside, his eyes half-squinted.

Teacher Huang also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but if he was a student, if he mentioned it a little, this matter would basically rot in his stomach.

Picking up a registration form and slapping it on the table, Teacher Huang said lightly: "The registration form is here, take it and leave quickly." Also, don't talk nonsense about what you just did, understand?"

Zhang Yi didn't care about Teacher Huang's attitude, glanced at the registration form, frowned, and said, "Teacher Huang, this is the registration form for the arts and sciences, and I want to practice the subject." ”

"Huh?"

Teacher Huang raised his eyebrows, looked Zhang Yi up and down, and said with a light smile: "The registration form for the cultivation department?

Zhang Yi nodded slightly.

"Zhang Yi, you poor ghost still want to be admitted to the cultivation university, what about you?"

Wei Lang stood beside him, looked at Zhang Yi sarcastically, and sneered: "Not to mention those expensive quenching pills, just this 10,000 yuan registration fee, can you, an orphan, afford it? The school is not a charity, and this registration fee will not give you credit." ”

Wei Lang sneered in his heart, he had already understood Zhang Yi's family, if he didn't have any background in the first 3 classes, he would basically be isolated by others.

Zhang Yi just glanced at Wei Lang, didn't bother to pay attention to it, looked at Teacher Huang, and said, "Teacher Huang......"

"Okay!"

Teacher Huang stretched out his hand to interrupt Zhang Yi's words, and said coldly: "The application fee is 100,000 yuan, and I will give you the registration form if I get the money." ”

Zhang Yi's face was as calm as water, and he said lightly: "Just now, classmate Wei Lang seems to have said that the registration fee is only 10,000. ”

The practice itself involves the testing of many instruments, which is expensive, and the 10,000 yuan application fee is only used for the cost of the instruments.

"That was last week, and now that the registration has passed, it will cost you more money to hand it in again. Teacher Huang said without changing his face.

Zhang Yi smiled, he naturally knew that Mr. Huang was embarrassing him.

In the whole class, everyone knows that Mr. Huang is a person who sees money, and the classmates who have not given him gifts, Mr. Huang basically will not bird each other.

It just so happens that Zhang Yi belongs to this kind of person.

Zhang Yi stared at Teacher Huang and said, "I just came to ask for a registration form, I don't need Teacher Huang to help hand it over, and I will pay the registration fee myself...... Of course, if Mr. Huang doesn't have one here, then I might go to the principal and ask for it. ”

"You threaten me?"

Teacher Huang's eyes turned cold, and he turned his head to stare at Zhang Yi's eyes, and a faint aura suddenly emanated from his body, and the entire office was filled with a heavy pressure.

Wei Lang stepped back a little and looked at Zhang Yi with a smile.

What a thing that doesn't know life or death, he dares to provoke a first-grade cultivator.

Even if this is the head teacher, if he really gets angry, ordinary people can't bear the anger of cultivators at all!

However, Zhang Yi did not show any discomfort, and his eyes were calm and terrifying.

Teacher Huang narrowed his eyes, and the aura in his body exploded again!

"Teacher Huang, your liver has just been refined, and you don't have much aura, just a little more qi and blood. If you waste your aura like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to temper your spleen in a short period of time. Zhang Yi's face was indifferent and he said loudly.

Teacher Huang sneered, "It seems that you have done a lot of homework on the cultivation subject......

Then, Teacher Huang stood up, his eyes were like torches, and he said in a deep voice: "Dare to contradict the teacher, I will teach you how to be a hard-working student today!"

When the words fell, Mr. Huang took a step forward, and with a slap carrying the power of a thousand catties, he scraped directly towards Zhang Yi!

The wind is howling, the hunt is roaring!

Zhang Yi's face was still as calm as water, and he slowly punched.

"Smack!"

Teacher Huang slapped Zhang Yi's fist with a palm!!

But in the next second, Mr. Huang's face changed suddenly, he felt that his palm was slapped on the diamond, it was extremely hard, and the bones of his hands showed signs of shattering!

"Zhang Yi, what's going on?"

At this time, there was one more person at the door of the office.

Qin Xian'er walked up quickly, her pretty face was frosty, and a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes were full of cold, staring at Teacher Huang.

Teacher Huang was shocked in his heart, but his face was indifferent, he took a deep look at Zhang Yi, withdrew his hand, and put it behind his back.

If someone looked closely at this time, Mr. Huang's right hand behind his back was trembling.

Zhang Yi saw that Teacher Huang was silent, and said with a light smile: "It's nothing, it's just asking Teacher Huang for a registration form." ”

"It just so happens that I also need a registration form, so I'm bothering Mr. Huang. Qin Xian'er said coldly.

She could see that if she hadn't come here in time just now, Zhang Yi would probably be in big trouble!

When Wei Lang heard this, he looked at Teacher Huang, and when he saw that the other party's face was wrong, he frowned slightly, could it be that Qin Xian'er had a background?

He naturally knows Qin Xian'er, in the same grade, Qin Xian'er is almost a kind of beauty, and she also likes to have fun and has a cheerful personality.

Slowly, Wei Lang moved his gaze to Qin Xian'er's body, and when he moved down, he saw the pair of long legs that were as clear as jade, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Teacher Huang's face was cloudy, half loud, and he smiled: "Okay, wait a while." ”

Then, Mr. Huang took the two registration forms out of the drawer and placed them on the table.

Qin Xian'er took the registration form, didn't say a word, took Zhang Yi's hand and walked outside.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Wei Lang stopped the two.

Qin Xian'er stopped, looked at Wei Lang coldly, and said, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Qin Xian'er, if you want to go to a cultivation university, you must at least reach the C1 physique. Wei Lang smiled and said, "It just so happens that I know a cultivator, he is at the peak of the first grade, why don't I take you to meet him tonight?"