The green-shirted Confucian was a good-natured man, and patiently explained: " Wang Ziteng, before you came here, haven't you inquired, Hongyi School recruits, you must pass the exam to enter, and the founder of our Yongfeng School, worried about the world, is willing to give everyone a chance to learn, even if the exam can't pass, as long as you pay a little more money, you can also enter the school to study, your situation, you also know the way, in the examination room, sleeping soundly, the impact is extremely bad, change to other schools, no matter what, it will not be accepted. ”

"We are also looking at the face of the academic prince, so we reluctantly accept you, if you think the tuition fee is too high, you can ask to refuse to enter the school. ”

Wang Ziteng listened blankly to the words of the Confucian in green shirts, how can this sound, especially like, when he was admitted to a key high school in the past, there was a main list and a sub-list, and the students on the sub-list had to pay high tuition fees before they could enter the school.

For the sake of their children, for education, and for the future, countless parents have spared no expense to get a place to enter a key high school.

And now he is equivalent to the deputy list student of Yongfeng School, and he is also the kind of deputy list student who goes through the back door and gets high tuition, but he really doesn't have much money.

Thirty taels of silver for one semester, sixty taels of silver for two semesters, this is only tuition, if you add other messy expenses, one hundred taels of silver, it is not enough at all.

Besides, he only has more than ninety taels of silver on him.

It seems that we have to find a way to make a fortune quickly.

"Are you planning to enroll, or are you going to leave?" the green-shirted Confucian looked at Wang Ziteng lightly. Wang Ziteng's face was a little cloudy.

"Up, why don't you get on. Isn't it just money?"

He took out thirty taels of silver from his bosom and handed it over. The silver of the white flowers, shining with a charming luster, is fascinated.

"That's good!"

The green-shirted Confucian took the silver, put it away, filled in Wang Ziteng's name on the form, and said, "Wang Ziteng, from now on, you are a student of our Yongfeng Academy, and your classroom is a class C student classroom." I won't take you there, you can find it yourself. ”

"C-class students?"

Wang Ziteng was a little puzzled and asked, "Master, could it be that the students of Yongfeng Academy are still divided into three, six, nine and so on, and they can't be treated equally?"

The green-shirted Confucian knew that Wang Ziteng didn't know anything about some of the systems and personnel of Yongfeng Academy, so he explained: "The students in our Yongfeng Academy, some have good grades, and some have poor grades. There are those who spend huge sums of money on tuition, and there are also those who are destitute, of course, there are three, six, nine and so on. ”

Wang Ziteng asked: "Teacher, there are so many students in Yongfeng Academy." What are they divided on?"

The Confucian scholar said: "There are three classes of students in the school, which are A, B, and C, among which the first class is the best. Class B is the second, and Class C is the worst. ”

"Our division is also very simple. If you want to enter a first-class college, you must either have excellent character and learning. Most of the students will be able to take the exam in the future, or even raise people in the exam, or you have a lot of money, and often sponsor Yongfeng School, after all, the development of Yongfeng School is also inseparable from everyone's funding. ”

"And if you want to enter the second-class academy, it is okay to study, and you still have the opportunity to be admitted to Xiucai, but maybe Xiucai is basically the limit of these people, with average qualifications and average family background, so they are placed in the second-class academy, as for the second-class academy, it is mostly some useless waste, not to say much, you also need to watch the after-effects, of course, you have to pay attention to it, in the third-class academy, there are also many sons of super-rich families, they are all unwilling to go to the first-class students, once you offend them, you will not be able to eat and walk around. ”

Wang Ziteng nodded silently, indicating that he was taught, took the form from the green shirt Confucian, and went to his dormitory, the students of Yongfeng Academy basically have dormitories.

Wang Ziteng was no exception, where he was in a large dormitory, with dozens of beds in one house.

When he walked in, there were four or five students in the dormitory, who were sleeping soundly, and Wang Ziteng walked in softly and found his bed.

The bed was made with your name on it, so it was easy to find.

But!

When I found it, there was a quilt on top of my bed.

"Whose is this?"

Wang Ziteng frowned slightly.

The bed has its own name on it, how can anyone still occupy their own bed.

Looking around, the dormitory was quiet, except for the occasional sound of snoring soundly, there was no other noise.

Putting down his bags, Wang Ziteng tidied up the things on his bed a little, and then found a thick, wide piece of paper and spread it on the ground.

The things on the bed were folded and tidied up, and then placed on the paper on the floor.

Then, pack up your things.

In the future, I will study and study here.

It is necessary to tidy up well, at least cleanly.

After packing up his things, before it was time for class, Wang Ziteng stretched his waist and made his bed, so he wanted to lie down and sleep quietly for a while.

"Wait a while, if you have kung fu, I will go to Yutang, and invite him to a restaurant for a meal, Xie Lu thanked him for helping me enter Yongfeng Academy. ”

Such thoughts blurred in my mind, and I lay on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

"Who is it, who got my bed down, dare to touch my bed, don't you want to mix up in Yongfeng Academy?"

A rough shout, like thunder, resounded in the dormitory.

The students in the dormitory were all awakened by this yelling, and they opened their eyes one after another, looking at the yelling youth: "Qiusheng, now that everyone is taking a nap, what are you yelling about, this will affect everyone's rest very much, don't you know how to pay attention?"

The person who was called Qiusheng raised his thick eyebrows, glanced at the young scholar who spoke up, and said: "Ning Caichen, what do you care, no matter what you do, if you dare to talk more, believe it or not, I will let people make you a meal again, now you have nothing to do, get out of the way." ”

Wang Ziteng also woke up from his sleepy eyes, silently looked at Qiusheng in front of him, and when he heard another scholar named Ning Caichen, his heart moved, and his eyes lit up.

"Could it be that Ning Caichen in front of him is the Ning Caichen in Liaozhai?"

Thinking of Ning Caichen, people can't help but think of that Chinese ghost girl who has been famous for thousands of years.

Nie Xiaoqian!

A beautiful woman who died at the age of eighteen turned into a stunning female ghost.

After his death, he was buried next to the desolate ancient temple in the north of Jinhua City, Zhejiang, and was unfortunately persecuted by the monster Yasha.

Later, Ning Caichen, a native of Zhejiang, met her, helped her escape from the clutches of the devil, and took her in to serve her mother and long-ailing wife, who was deeply loved by the Ning family.

"Could he be that Ning Caichen?"

Wang Ziteng looked carefully, and Ning Caichen at this time was flushed by Qiusheng's words. (To be continued......)