Zhuang Zhou Youyun:

No one has self, no god has no merit, and a saint has no name.

The nameless one is the beginning of heaven and earth.

There is also a simple question: the saint, in the sum of heaven and earth, from the principle of the eight winds, suitable for lust between the world, no hatred, do not want to leave the world, be obeyed, do not want to look at the world, do not work outside the form, no trouble of thought, take pleasure as the business, take self-satisfaction as the work, the body is not broken, and the spirit is not scattered.

It means that a saint will be obedient to people, behave like the laity, not angry, not impatient, comfortable and happy, and leisurely.

Zheng Qing looked at the tall figure more than ten meters away, and these thoughts quickly flowed through his mind.

Perhaps, the headmaster is not without a name.

"Nameless, not nameless. The young public scholarship student couldn't help but whisper.

Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up, he helped his glasses, took out a brush, and saved this sentence in his notebook.

In head-to-head comparison, the principals who walked down the ladder were not much taller than the other professors.

But to the new students behind the corridor, these figures still seem so unattainable and unattainable.

The nameless headmaster stands at the forefront.

Everyone stared at him intently.

Maybe the headmaster deliberately controlled his aura, Zheng Qing was finally able to see more clearly—and then he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The headmaster is not handsome in appearance, and his demeanor is not mighty.

Although he was tall, he seemed to be a little fat, and his black robe was draped over his body, looking a little tight. It's just that the momentum that has been cultivated for a long time covers up this very well, so that the freshmen will subconsciously ignore these shortcomings in front of him.

His face was slightly dark, his forehead was wide and high, and his long hair was neatly groomed, with a simple bun piled up behind his head.

His eyes are bright, his lips are purple, and against his slightly dark face, he gives people a sense of grace and calmness.

Zheng Qing felt that whether it was this burly figure or a slightly domineering image, there was a big gap between him and the wise and kind old man in his heart.

Whether it is the collection of books in the Shushan Museum or the post newspaper outside the university, when mentioning the president of the First University, he always looks like he is like a light and a smile - because his image cannot be rubbed by ordinary magic, Zheng Qing always thought that his president would be a smiling and amiable little old man.

But reality is reality after all.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but take a closer look at the most authoritative figure in the First University.

Nameless has been the president of First University for a long time.

For a long time, since the founding of the university, there has been no second president of the first university except for him - of course, according to different calculations, several colleges do not agree on the time of the establishment of the school, but according to the calculation of the time recognized by all the colleges, the nameless has been the president for more than sixty years.

Sixty years, a Jiazi.

In the world of Baiding, this period of time is enough for a person to change from a yellow-haired drooping hair to an old man.

But the nameless headmaster has always been like this, and it has never changed.

Some time before entering the university, Zheng Qing was very interested in various aspects of the First University, including the president of the First University, and he also read a lot of materials.

The more I look at it, the more tangled I become.

Regardless of the fact that the rector is not named in all the sources – all of the sources refer to him directly as 'rector' – his history before he became president of the First University alone is somewhat inexplicable and unclear.

One thing is for sure, he lived a long time before he became the principal.

As for how long, Zheng Qing never figured it out.

However, when he saw in the corner of a certain wild history that the nameless headmaster had accepted 3,000 disciples two thousand years ago, he gave up his desire to continue exploring.

The trenches are inhumane.

Compared to his qualifications, the specific cultivation power of the nameless principal is another mystery.

The reliable records of the principal in the history books are mostly about some things like the wind and snow, dancing and writing, and training the disciples. There has never been a story like Emperor Qin's anger in killing the ancient demons, and Augustus slaughtering the dragon in blood.

So much so that it has been rumored in many wild histories that the nameless headmaster does not have any powerful magical power except for living a little longer.

It's just that no wizard has ever been able to verify these rumors.

Because before they can face the nameless headmaster, they still need to get past the senior wizards of the First University.

For example, the current two vice principals, Ms. Shi Hui and Master Ruoyu.

Since its founding, almost all of the well-known conflicts regarding First University have been resolved by the vice-presidents.

Vice President Ruoyu is in charge of the school working committee.

Although he was called a master, he was not a bare-headed monk in a robe. On the contrary, the master was a short, thin little old man.

No student knew why he was called a master, and many of the senior students were maliciously speculating, perhaps because the little old man was a master of the whole man - he never liked the students.

On weekdays, he always wears a heavy, almost toe-down black robe, and most of his head is hidden behind a furry collar, revealing only a pair of small, cockroach-like eyes.

The wide, heavy leather shoes were particularly light under his feet. He carried a metal cane made of silver wolf head, haunting every corner of the school like a ghost, and often stood quietly at the back of the classroom, silently staring at the students who violated the school rules and classroom discipline, and then asked the school committee to send a bright red punishment notice at the end of the month.

Compared with him, Ms. Shi Hui is more popular.

She is the Provost of First University and also chairs the Joint Faculty Conference.

Unlike the University Working Committee, the members of the Joint Professors' Conference are working professors, lecturers, and teaching assistants. They are the most powerful mages in the school and the most stable pillars of the school. They are in a very detached position, and apart from teaching, research, and experimentation, the joint professorial meeting rarely interferes in the day-to-day affairs of the school.

Therefore, for most students, Ms. Shi Hui is a powerful wizard who has heard her name and has not been victimized, her deeds are lofty, and her person is respectable.

The eyes of the young public-funded students did not stay on Vice Principal Shi Hui for long.

But after a brief look, he could know that she was a capable woman.

Everyone will come to such a conclusion.

Whether it is her crisp short straight hairstyle, or her neat and tidy dress, even her thin lips that are curled into a thin line seem so simple and direct, as if a line is coiled and bundled according to a clear texture.

She also has a good reputation, and has always been praised by the young teaching assistants for her fairness and determination.

If Master Ruoyu is like a cockroach, the students don't know where it is, but they will be disgusted and frightened when they see it, and they can't get rid of it.

Then Ms. Shi Hui is like a short blade, simple, direct, sharp, incomparable, clear and understandable.

Unlike the nameless president, the vice-chancellor of First University has changed several times.

Outgoing vice-chancellors often wear an honorary title and continue to shine at faculty meetings. Attend school celebrations, write job suggestions, mentor young wizards in their experiments, and snooze in lengthy meetings.

For example, it is similar to today's opening ceremony.

Standing behind the three presidents were some of the long-retired vice-principals and the deans of the faculties.

These sparse figures, along with the other professors, stood quietly behind the nameless president, setting off the already tall figure even more majestic.