At eight twenty the next morning, Jiang Chen came to the gate of the thirteenth middle school in the sea slightly ahead of schedule.

In the end, under the tireless teaching and persuasion of the book keeper and others, Jiang Chen still wore a simple white T-shirt and jeans, and only brought his mobile phone and wallet to go out. Although he still doesn't quite understand why everyone is so fiercely persuading him to give up his comfortable and eye-catching beach pants, after all, in this kind of thing, it seems that others always have more experience than his own.

Standing at the door of the thirteenth middle school, he looked at it carefully. Although they were in the same city, since this school was not in the area where he often moved, most of the time Jiang Chen just passed by the door and took a quick glance at most. This will look closely, and I have to sigh that the Thirteenth Middle School deserves to be nicknamed the "Noble Academy". The style of the whole school is like a Jiangnan garden in the Ming and Qing dynasties, simple and generous. The gate of the school is very wide, and the white courtyard wall is printed with a black and gold school emblem, revealing majesty. At the entrance of the ink-painted gate stands a huge piece of natural marble, and the door is engraved with a beautiful and beautiful calligraphy: "Haishi No. 13 Senior High School".

Five minutes later, I saw a delicate figure coming from Tingting. Xia Mai wore a white T-shirt and a smoky gray skirt today. With simple sneakers under his feet and no grease powder on his face, his fair skin is surprisingly good, and it looks like it is transparent in the sun.

She still looked indifferent, and when she saw Jiang Chen, she smiled lightly, and asked very politely, "I'm sorry, have you waited for a long time?"

Jiang Chen's characteristic is that no matter how turbulent the waves are in his heart, he always looks like he is paralyzed with a light breeze on his face. So in Xia Mai's eyes, the other party just replied lightly: "No, I just arrived." ”

Xia Mai nodded and went straight to the topic: "Then let's go in?"

"Where are you going?" Jiang Chen was a little confused.

Xia Mai, who had already taken a step, stopped when he heard his words, and looked back at him for a while, but he really couldn't see any expression on his face, so he had to ask, "Do you know what we're doing today?"

"I don't know. Jiang Chen replied honestly.

"......" Xia Mai was silent.

After a moment, he asked, "Have you received your acceptance letter?"

"Hmm. Jiang Chen nodded.

"Got a call too?"

"Hmm. Nodding again.

"Then I still don't know?" Xia Wheat also seemed a little confused.

Touching his nose and thinking about it again, Jiang Chen replied cautiously this time: "Maybe it's because of ...... Although I received the call, I hung up as soon as possible in order not to fall into the trap of telecom fraud. ”

"......" Xia Mai was speechless for a while, and didn't seem to know how to answer.

"So...... Excuse me, you asked me to come here for ......" Jiang Chen asked as he pondered the words.

The girl's expression seemed to be a little amused and a little helpless, so she patiently explained to him: "Yesterday's call was a pre-admission notice from the teacher of the 13th Middle School, and it was also to inform today's information session. ”

"Briefing?"

"Yes, before the official admission, the 13th Middle School will hold a special information meeting for pre-admitted students every year. ”

"Every year?"

"That's right, in order to let the pre-admitted students and teachers get to know each other in advance, and introduce the school's training plan for the next three years, and at the same time, it is also convenient for everyone to decide whether to enroll in the final training or not. ”

"You mean, my offer is real? But...... My grades ......"

"The admission conditions for pre-admission are different from those for ordinary students, although grades are also an important part, but at the same time, they must also integrate the candidate's talent. At the same time, the training program of pre-admitted students is completely different from that of ordinary students. ”

"What does talent mean, and what does it mean that the cultivation plan is different?" Jiang Chen felt that the amount of information was a bit large.

Xia Mai blinked, and instead of answering Jiang Chen's question, he suddenly asked, "Is it convenient to ask about the work of Jiang's parents?"

Jiang Chen was very puzzled by the change of topic, but the beautiful girl's request was always impossible to refuse, so he still answered truthfully: "My mother is a teacher, and my father is a freelance photographer." ”

Xia Wheat seemed to be a little abrupt: "So that's the case, then it's normal for you to not know." Anyway, let's go in first, and if you have any questions, I believe the teachers at the school will help you answer them. ”

Really...... The more you talk about it, the more confusing it becomes. But Xia Mai didn't seem ready to continue explaining at this time, the person had already walked towards the door, and Jiang Chen could only follow.

It's still summer vacation, the school hasn't started yet, and from the outside, there is not a single shadow inside, and the huge campus looks empty. This year's summer was very hot, and the air seemed to be shaken by the steam. Jiang Chen wiped the sweat from the back of his neck, looked up at the gate locked with a huge iron lock, and was still a little skeptical of Xia Mai's words in his heart.

The security guard at the door sat in the security room and turned on a very tattered looking radio, making a hissing noise. Xia Mai walked over and knocked on the window of the security room.

The uncle inside seems to be a little old, and his reaction is not very fast, and his ears are also a little. It took a few knocks before the summer wheat slowly reacted. The old man slowly opened the window, and then he didn't look at Jiang Chen and Xia Mai, still tinkering with the old radio, Jiang Chen even felt that his movements were a little trembling.

It's really okay to let such an old man come to the door, right?

The moment the window opened, a cold air from the air conditioner came out of the window, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but squeeze forward. This subconscious action made him get closer to Xia Mai, and he almost stuck it. He was taller, and when he looked down, he could just see the soft hair on the top of Xia Mai's hair and the neckline of her T-shirt.

Jiang Chen looked away uncomfortably, feeling a little hot on his face.

The uncle at the door seemed to be attracted by Jiang Chen's movements, and finally raised his head, glanced at the two, and then put his attention back to his radio, but slowly spit out a sentence in his mouth: "The young man went to another place for early love, and the school hasn't opened yet!"

Jiang Chen felt even more embarrassed, and his face seemed to be getting hotter and hotter from the sun. But he has always been quiet and doesn't know how to explain it. You can only pestle there, your eyes look at your nose, your nose you look at your mouth, and your mouth looks at your heart.

Xia Mai was not affected by the words of the security guard in the slightest, still maintained a polite smile, and took out a piece of cardboard from his bag: "Hello, we are here to attend the pre-admission information meeting." ”

Jiang Chen glanced at it and saw that Xia Mai took out the admission letter he also received yesterday.

He silently slandered in his heart, in case this admission letter was fake, wouldn't it be very embarrassing. Xia Mai's image has always been cold and excellent and does not eat fireworks in the world, once he is really deceived, he is still in front of a classmate like himself who is not very familiar at all, and he is lost face by the security uncle, isn't it no different from a public execution.

When you think about it, it's a little exciting.

Thinking about it in his heart, he looked up with an expressionless face, but found that the door had opened at some point, and Xia Mai people had walked in a long way, and they were standing inside the door and waiting for him.

......

Well?

In order to maintain the quaint campus style, the gate of No. 13 Middle School does not use the electric retractable door commonly used today, but the black lacquered wooden door with a padlock. The padlock had been opened, and the two dark doors were wide open.

Is it so serious that I don't seem to see the security guard come out and open the door......

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen laughed at himself in his heart, and also walked inside.

After walking a few steps, I vaguely heard that the radio of the uncle at the door seemed to have finally received an extremely unclear channel, and I only vaguely heard the announcer say: "The 735th Talisman Drawing Contest has come to a perfect end, and the elder of the Talisman Association, Crane Zhenren, has made a cordial speech......

Really...... Hot mush...... It's all messy. Jiang Chen shook his head, thinking that he was suffering from a little heat stroke? Just thinking about going in and finding a convenience store to buy a bottle of ice water or something, Jiang Chen kept walking forward with Xia Mai.

Ten minutes later......

Jiang Chen sighed in his heart again, this school is also a little too big. Moreover, the internal structure twists and turns around the corridor, and the path is quiet, and at this time he can't remember the way in. But looking at Xia Mai, who has been walking ahead, his steps are even, his eyes are firm, and he looks like a veteran looking for a way. They could only follow closely, and the two of them kept walking one after the other, without saying a word.

Five minutes later, Jiang Chen decided to break the awkward silence.

"You seem familiar with the road here?"

Xia Mai hummed softly.

Silence ensued......

Jiang Chen looked at Xia Wheat in front of him and didn't seem to notice him, and he had a plan. He sneaked out his phone and spoke in "Human Events":

Jiang Chen: What should I do if I don't have a topic to date a girl?

Soon, someone came out and responded:

Ask her if she likes to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower tripe, dried meat, sausage, assorted su plate, smoked chicken white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig, Jiangmi stuffed duck, canned pheasant, canned quail, braised goose, pheasant, rabbit breast, vegetable python, whitebait, steamed hash ant, ......

Soon, the system prompted "Shen Xiaoshao was banned by the administrator for 10 minutes"

......

Followed by:

Prince Arthurgard: Talk about fashion! Show her a picture of this male god! Let him be impressed by your high-end aesthetic!

Jiang Chen: ......

"It's here. Xia Mai's voice interrupted Jiang Chen's thoughts, who were still pondering how to break the embarrassing situation.

Jiang Chen almost breathed a sigh of relief and put away his phone. Only then did they realize that the two of them had walked to a room that resembled an auditorium.

It was a small lecture hall that could barely accommodate two hundred people, and there were already a few people sitting in it. On the stage, there was a teacher-like person who was adjusting the microphone and projection equipment.

After receiving a pamphlet that seemed to be a brochure at the door, the two of them sat down on the side of the third row, and Jiang Chen asked, "When will the propaganda meeting start?"

Xia Mai looked at his phone and said, "It starts at nine o'clock, and there are still ten minutes left." ”

So he looked at the number of people in the auditorium again, and there were only eight people sitting in the huge auditorium, counting the two of them.

"Isn't there a little bit of a small number of people......" Jiang Chen muttered to himself softly. I guess most people think that most people think of this as a hoax. Who knew that Xia Mai heard his words, looked back and replied, "It's almost all right." ”

Seeing that Jiang Chen looked at him with some doubts, the girl smiled: "You didn't read the content of the express yesterday seriously, right?" ”

He nodded, so Xia Mai explained to him: "There is a pre-admission list in yesterday's document, and there are a total of twelve pre-admitted students this year, which is the largest number in the past ten years. However, every year there will be people who do not accept the invitation, so the exact number of students will be subject to the official number of students. ”

It's strange that there is no need to state other student information when sending an admission letter. What's more, Jiang Chen actually feels that if his admission is not a scam, it is probably a misunderstanding, after all, because of a mistake in the exam, he didn't even fill in the 13th middle school volunteer.

As if he understood Jiang Chen's thoughts, Xia Mai continued to explain: "Originally, there was no need to send everyone a pre-admission list. But something happened many years ago that didn't have a good impact. Maybe you don't understand very well, like in this circle, there are several generations of feuds between some families. Young people are reluctant to pick quarrels and provoke trouble for the grudges of the older generation, and they can usually avoid each other, but there were people who had bloody cases because of an unexpected encounter when they participated in the registration, so they ......"

......

Jiang Chen looked at Xia Mai with the eyes of caring for mentally handicapped children.

This has no head and no tail, what kind of feud and bloodshed...... Jiang Chen began to wonder if the girl in front of him who looked so normal was ...... There is something wrong with the brain. Or......

Could it be that his special physique has attracted a secondary two disease like Wang Ziteng who has his own script?

Jiang Chen put on an embarrassed but polite smile, and was worried about how to respond to this martial arts speech, when a middle-aged man's voice came from the podium in the auditorium.

"Ahem! It's almost time, let's get started!"

Jiang Chen hurriedly focused all his attention on the middle-aged greasy uncle with glasses and a little hunchback on the podium.

I saw the greasy uncle pick up the thermos cup and moisten his throat, then cleared his throat and said: "First of all, welcome to today's lecture, I am Wang Tietie, the current principal of the 13th Middle School at sea." It is an honor for me to convene this information session for you. All of you here are the outstanding students selected by the committee this year after comprehensive consideration of all aspects. I am also looking forward to having you join the 13th Middle School in the future, and I hope that my alma mater will be proud of you in the future!"

...... Well, it seems to be a very ordinary information session. Jiang Chen, who had some doubts in his heart after listening to Xia Mai's words, gradually let go of his hanging heart, adjusted a comfortable sitting position, and continued to listen.

"Let me briefly introduce to you this year's training plan. ”

"It's still three years of training. Among them, the general higher secondary school courses will be taught with ordinary students in the morning every day, and the cultivation courses will be taught face-to-face by special teachers in Boyang College with students from other schools from afternoon to evening. After graduation, you will be awarded a double graduation certificate of 13 middle school and Boyang School Park. This year's faculty is detailed in the PPT and the brochure just handed out to you, so I won't repeat them here. ”

"The courses in the first and second years of high school are comprehensive courses, and there is no special professional tendency, so it is convenient for you to freely choose the direction of cultivation later. In the third year of high school, we have set up a university experience exchange application, and cooperated with many well-known universities in the world, which can allow students to participate in university courses and life one year in advance, and students who successfully apply can be given priority. On the screen is a list of training courses for the first and second years of high school and a list of exchange schools for the third year of high school. It is also entered in the pamphlet that was distributed to everyone. ”

Jiang Chen looked at the PPT projected on the screen with a dull expression, and his mind didn't seem to be spinning yet. In the list of textbooks written on the screen, in addition to the common "Chinese", "Physics", etc., there are also some very fantastic courses, such as: "The Theory and Practice of the Great Cave Sutra", "The Historical Development of Xuanzong", "Physical Training from Beginner to Mastery", "Ancient Charm Practical Course" and so on...... He even saw strange names such as "Fancy Edgeworth" and "Sunflower Pie Cheerleading" in physical education electives......

Wait, wait!?Jiang Chen wiped a handful of sweat that didn't exist on his head, and he had to open his eyes slightly at this time, even though he had always been paralyzed.

Finished.

It's over, it's over, it's over I'm afraid that I haven't accidentally entered a cult...... What should I do, use the excuse of going to the toilet to escape, and then call the police uncle? I heard that this kind of pyramid scheme gang, once it enters the door, it can no longer get out, and it has to write on the renminbi and throw it out the window, and if you are lucky, you can only have pedestrians to help call the police......

Jiang Chen involuntarily took out his wallet, counting how many times the pink ticket in the wallet was enough for him to survive......

Principal Wang on the stage didn't notice Jiang Chen's reaction, and still introduced smoothly: "We are fortunate to invite two cultivation teachers from Boyang School Park today to do some basic teaching instructions and demonstrations for the students, applause, please!"

So far, a total of nine people have come to the scene, and even if they try hard to clap their hands, there is still sparse applause. Yes, Jiang Chen noticed that except for himself, several other students were very enthusiastic, which made Principal Wang Tietie's face greatly satisfied.

Next came a female teacher who looked to be in her forties, with an intimate figure that could lead a dance in the square and the standard curly hair of a Chinese-style aunt. She put a vegetable basket similar to buying vegetables in the market on the podium, and introduced herself with a smile: "Hello students, my surname is Zhao, you can call me Teacher Zhao." The course I teach is "The Capture and Cultivation of Mythical Beasts", and if nothing else, I will meet with all of you in the first half semester of high school. Today, in order to encourage everyone's enthusiasm for learning, I brought a juvenile unicorn. ”

Immediately afterward, she clapped her hands. I saw a fluffy little guy crawling out of the square dance aunt's vegetable basket. Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "The juvenile unicorn has not yet begun to give birth to scales, and its body is soft and extremely gentle. It is a mythical beast that many children love very much. However, it is very rare because it is rare in numbers and difficult to catch. ”

With that, she put her hand into the vegetable basket again, and this time she really pulled out a song player for square dancing. It's the kind of classic style that can be hung on the waist to walk all the way and jump all the way. I saw Aunt Zhao press a button, and a well-known melody came out:

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart!!"

And the fluffy little guy obviously suddenly became excited the moment he heard the music, twisted his body and danced to the rhythm, shaking his head and being very focused. At the climax of the song, it even spits out a fireball that explodes into a small patch of orange-red fireworks in the air.

Several girls in the auditorium had their eyes wide open, and they looked as if their hearts were about to melt, and they kept shouting, "Wow, that's so cute!!, I want to take it home!!" and so on.

However, at this moment, Jiang Chen, as if he had been immobilized, was petrified on the chair.