Mr. Mu, she is not a singer yet.

"Woo, isn't it difficult to hear Mr. Mu singing in the future?"

Xue Shanshan and her friends couldn't help but cry.

Among all the singers in "Skewers", Xue Shanshan's favorite song by Mr. Mu is particularly energetic, which makes people feel a little smaller after listening to the resentment of working overtime for a week.

Before this, Xue Shanshan had always thought that the sea could dry up and the stones could rot, but her hatred of working overtime would never disappear.

Hate overtime!

Unexpectedly, after listening to Mr. Mu's song, she was smiling when she worked overtime, and after her beautiful female supervisor saw her expression, she immediately decided to double the overtime salary, not only that, but the next day they also gave their group a three-day holiday, and no one was allowed to come.

According to Xiao Cai, the company's financer and the company's biggest source of gossip, the supervisor secretly told the boss in private, worried that the company's employees would work too much overtime, their heads would get into the water, and there would be some mental problems.

The supervisor said, it is not easy to train a group of mature employees after the run-in period, and now the young people will resign at every turn, shake off their hands and leave, there is a disagreeable, unsatisfactory place to get angry and not do it, it is difficult to find a job, it is not easy to find the right employees, the existing employees are very good, or to save some use.

Xue Shanshan: "......"

At this moment, Mu Qingyun has already started school.

When Mu Qingyun was in elementary school and junior high school, she really thought that after she went to college, she would play happily for four years, as if the teacher at that time, as well as her mother, revealed a meaning in and out of her words that all the hardships in college would end.

Of course, after she went to high school and decided to apply for the "Mu Chuncheng" class, these childish thoughts naturally disappeared in her mind.

[In view of the general environment,

Not to mention, if you want to be admitted to the "Mu Chuncheng" class, the first condition is that you must complete four years of university courses, have enough credits, and have excellent academic performance.

Mu Qingyun applied for the archaeology major of the Department of History.

The archaeology major of Yanzhou University mainly studies the history of the early stage of the catastrophe, and Mu Qingyun has not yet gone to school, so she first asked her teacher Jia to write two papers, which were posted on the Ming History Weekly.

In other words, the editor-in-chief of this academic journal seems to always call her a "teacher", and she has persuaded her several times but she has not changed her words.

"Ahem."

When Mu Qingyun thought of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Several important historical-related journals in the Ming Kingdom, editors-in-chief, editors, etc., have worked together for a long time in the ancient city, but the history of the entire Azure Continent is only important to the Ming Kingdom, and the influence of academic journals in other countries is not as important as these domestic publications.

There has always been only people from other countries who have sharpened their heads and wanted to publish their own publications, but there is no reason for them to go abroad to publish their own historical research.

Mu Qingyun is always not good at pitching articles.

However, as long as you want to publish domestic publications, you will inevitably meet acquaintances.

Mu Qingyun took out her mobile phone, looked at the long words of praise sent to her by a certain editor-in-chief, and couldn't help but sigh long.

"Classmate Mu, you also eat steamed buns!"

The breeze blew off a large piece of unknown white floc, Mu Qingyun nodded with the bun in her mouth, and saw that a few classmates next to her glanced at her with strange eyes, and she was also very helpless.

Why can't she eat steamed buns?

Never mind.

Mu Qingyun is very satisfied with her university, but her classmates seem to have a strange misunderstanding about her.

On September 1st, as soon as Mu Qingyun came to school, he caught up with the September game day of the history departments of Yanzhou University and Shuimu University.

The two universities have been neighbors since ancient times, and every year, during the New Year's Festival, or the enrollment of new students, etc., they will jointly hold grand activities, one to show the style of their own schools, and the other is to suppress each other's momentum.

On the game day that day, it was Mizuki University's turn to be the master

Yes, the president of the student union of Mizuki University, the third-year Xu Lin Xu Xue, gave a question to the freshmen of the history department of the two universities and all the history departments.

It is a very interesting topic, and a scene of "script killing" was set up on the street at the back gate of Yanzhou University and Shuimu University.

If the freshman can clear the script killing, he can get the freshman handbook prepared by the senior sister, which includes the library card in the library, the meal card in the cafeteria, the water card, the washing machine card, the map, and the class schedule.

Of course, if you can't clear the customs, you can also sign up and know where your dormitory is, but many of the convenient conditions for new students are gone, so you have to rely on yourself to get it.

As soon as the scene of "Script Killing" was put out, it attracted all the freshmen of the history departments of the two schools to participate.

In recent years, the Department of History is an absolutely popular department, but the number of new students enrolled every year is very scarce, and the enrollment requirements of the school are very high, especially the famous schools, which usually not only require history scores, but also require mathematics scores of more than 130 points, and Chinese scores of more than 125 points.

In addition, the physical test score must also be above good.

Of course, anyone who is interested in applying for Mizuki University or Yanzhou University will not have any major problems in this regard.

But there is another point, compared with other departments, the history department is also very difficult to graduate, it has a bit of a hard rule, history students must take the Ming history certificate above the third level before graduation, usually the annual registration of candidates is two or three million, but only about seventy or eighty thousand can get the certificate.

Even for the top students of Yanzhou and Shuimu, it is not particularly easy to pass the assessment and obtain a certificate, but all candidates who can choose a history major are very confident in themselves.

As a result, before Mu Qingyun came, everyone returned with a feather.

The whole script is not set to be particularly rigorous, but it uses a lot of historical common sense during the catastrophic period, and if you don't have a special understanding of the daily life of the year, it will become quite difficult to clear the level.

The thirteen seniors of Mizuki University who wrote the script, the seniors, started writing more than a year ago, consulted a lot of cutting-edge materials that the library did not have, and did it with the intention of teaching a lesson to all the freshmen, from beginning to end, I never thought that anyone would be able to clear the customs.

Senior Sister Xu Lin was still chatting with her classmates in the student union on the first day of school - "It's not that no one can clear the customs, but I'm afraid you need to check the information while grinding slowly, maybe we can see people clear the customs one after another in a week."

"Of course, there may be exceptions, if it is those who have always lived in the time of the Great Tribulation, it is probably as easy as walking, and today they can walk through our theater, reach the final level, get the reward for clearing the level, and shock the two universities for four or five years-"

The seniors, the senior sisters, couldn't help laughing: "What age is this, who will live in that period?"

Then, Mu Qingyun smoothly cleared the script killing.