At that moment, Chen Sixuan felt as if she had been staring at Ji Dong for an eternity. No matter how vivid a portrait was, it couldn't completely describe a person's eyes. When she truly saw Ji Dong's pair of empty and lifeless eyes, she suddenly held her breath. Her heart felt as if it was suddenly clenched by a strong hand, and all the blood in her body seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.
"Is … is this still my Ji Dong? Is this still him? " Even though Chen Sixuan had made ample mental preparations before coming here today, at this moment, she almost could not suppress the emotions in her heart. Such an outstanding man, a persistent, strong, and energetic man, had actually become like a walking corpse in front of her. She really could not accept it in her heart. She could not imagine how much pain Ji Dong had endured to become like this.
In order to hide her emotions, Chen Sixuan lowered her head as soon as possible. She didn't dare to look at Ji Dong's eyes anymore. She needed time to calm herself down. Just like how she was familiar with Ji Dong, she also understood that Ji Dong was even more familiar with her. Once he found any flaws, even if she had changed her face, he would still be able to recognize her.
Ji Dong's eyes had already returned to normal. Yes, that girl with long dark-green hair also looked perfect, but to Ji Dong, that didn't mean anything. The reason why her perfection could affect Ji Dong's heart was that this perfection reminded him of another perfection.
Ji Dong's love for the Flaming Bar didn't happen overnight, and it wasn't only because of the perfect face and body of the Flaming Bar. During the ten years they had been together, the care and help the Flaming Bar had given him, and the little things they had spent with each other, had been increasing the love he had for them. Although another unbelievably perfect girl had appeared in front of him, it had only temporarily changed his mind.
"Mr. Ji Dong." Zhu Rong coughed and glanced at Ji Dong, who was still in a daze.
Ji Dong looked back at Zhu Rong. From Zhu Rong's eyes, he didn't see any blame, only encouragement. Perhaps Chen Sixuan's perfection had reminded Ji Dong of the Flaming Bar, Ji Dong seemed to be in a better mood. He blandly said, "You need to have confidence in yourself, and you need to have determination in your cultivation. I believe that confidence comes from success, and you need to accumulate confidence bit by bit. Confidence can't be achieved overnight. Every level of improvement will bring you confidence, and every time you break through a bottleneck will also bring you confidence. You need to work hard to achieve results in everything you do, then you will have both confidence and determination. There are no shortcuts in cultivation, only perseverance and hard work."
Ji Dong's voice was bland. When he said these words, his mind was completely immersed in the scene when he first met the Flaming Bar. His confidence came from himself, but his determination to cultivate came from the Flaming Bar. Because of the Flaming Bar's help and encouragement, he was able to achieve the cultivation he had today. To him, the Flaming Bar was not only his lover, but also his teacher.
Hearing Ji Dong's words, the group of teachers on the rostrum couldn't help but look at him. When they looked at him again, the look in their eyes changed a bit. Zhu Rong was the same. He had never thought that Ji Dong could say such a profound and penetrating speech, and couldn't help but feel gratified. The hundreds of new students on the rostrum were all listening carefully, especially the few students who had fought their way into the class. They couldn't help but admire Chen Sixuan. She was indeed a princess! Although this teacher, Ji Dong, was young, the words he said contained a special meaning, thought-provoking.
Zhu Rong was the first to clap. Immediately, the hundreds of new students applauded. Chen Sixuan finally calmed down a bit, but she didn't dare to look at Ji Dong again. It would take time for her to accept Ji Dong's current appearance.
Ji Dong didn't feel anything towards the applause of the teachers and students. He didn't say anything, leaned against the back of his chair, and continued to reminisce.
Zhu Rong's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, relaxed a bit, and a smile appeared on his face. Hyōhime nodded and said, "Class 2's homeroom teacher, Xuanyuan Xin."
Xuanyuan Xin was sitting beside Ji Dong. His figure was similar to Ji Dong's, but his eyes were much colder. The aura coming from Ji Dong's body made him very uncomfortable. Not to mention, this young man had actually taken the position of Class 1's homeroom teacher, which should have belonged to him.
"I only have one thing to say. In a year's time, when the seats for the class competition are rearranged, our Class 2 will definitely become Class 1." After saying that, he glanced at Ji Dong, who was sitting beside him. However, Ji Dong didn't seem to hear his provocative words at all.
Zhu Rong slightly frowned. He knew Xuanyuan Jia's temperament very well. At his current age, Xuanyuan Jia's cultivation was indeed something to be proud of, but it was also this pride that had restricted his development. However, Xuanyuan Xin's teaching ability was worthy of praise.
Among the ten students of Class 1, except for Chen Sixuan, the other nine students all looked at the ten students of Class 2, and the people of Class 2 naturally looked at them as well. In fact, even without Xuanyuan Xin's words, the relationship between these nineteen students wouldn't be harmonious. They were the final opponents of yesterday's competition, and the winners would be assigned to Class 1 with Chen Sixuan, while the losers would have to be assigned to Class 2. The enmity between these nineteen students had already been established yesterday.
Next, each homeroom teacher made a few simple remarks, but none of the students present applauded loudly like when Ji Dong made his speech, nor did any teacher pick on Ji Dong like Xuanyuan Xin had done.
After all, most of the students wouldn't show their dissatisfaction on their faces. Zhu Rong had appointed Ji Dong as one of the homeroom teachers of this year's competition, and no one knew what the relationship between this young man and Principal Zhu Rong was.
After the opening ceremony, Ji Dong was the first one to leave. Over a hundred students were stunned to see that when Principal Zhu Rong dismissed the meeting, Ji Dong had already stood up and walked out. Like a magic trick, a bottle of wine appeared in his hand. He opened the bottle and took a few mouthfuls.
In this spacious sports field, a dense aroma of wine spread out. The group of teachers and freshmen couldn't help but glance at each other. Xuanyuan Xin suddenly slapped on the table in front of him and said, "This is too arrogant! The Principal is openly drinking in the school. If I remember correctly, the school rules state that even teachers aren't allowed to drink during working hours."
Zhu Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Xuanyuan, Mr. Ji Dong is allowed to drink in the school because of my special permission. He is a fire magician, and his body was injured before, so he needs strong wine to recover. If your body is also injured, I don't mind giving you this privilege."
Xuanyuan Xin was shocked, and realized that he had been a bit impulsive. In front of the Principal, he hadn't clearly understood the situation, and had overstepped his authority, which was obviously a taboo. However, Xuanyuan Xin had always been stubborn. Since he had already said it, he wouldn't regret it. He glanced at Ji Dong, who was walking further away, and didn't say anything.
Zhu Rong stood up and said in a deep voice, "All students, return to your class. Today is the first day of school, and your task is to choose the class monitor of each class, get to know each other, and communicate with the homeroom teachers."
Finished speaking, Zhu Rong turned and left first. Apart from Ji Dong who had already left, the homeroom teachers of each class led their ten students towards the new student building.
Blazing Academy's entrance requirements weren't too strict. Even though there was competition, the fact that two crowns could apply was still relatively flexible. However, according to Zhu Rong's requirements, Blazing Academy implemented a policy of easy entry and strict exit. Entering the Academy wasn't difficult, but to smoothly graduate from the Academy, in order to qualify, one had to break through to four crowns within five years. If one couldn't break through within five years, then one could still graduate, but without a diploma. There were many kinds of tests within the Academy, and there were even more rules to promote students' enthusiasm for cultivation. The class monitor of each class was equivalent to the head student of each class. Once there was a conflict between classes, it was often this monitor who would step forward to resolve it. Therefore, generally speaking, the class monitor of any class depended on strength, and was absolutely the one with the strongest cultivation in the class. Zhu Rong had once said, if there was no conflict between classes, how could they be more united amidst conflict? Feelings forged through fighting were the most deep-rooted. Practical experience had to start from the Academy.
Facts proved that Zhu Rong's teaching method wasn't only novel, but also extremely effective. In the last few years, whenever the Advanced Academies within the borders of the Southern Fire Empire held an exchange of pointers, Blazing Academy had never lost. The title of the number one academy in the Southern Fire Empire was completely earned through fighting.
"Princess Xuan, you will be our class monitor." Standing behind Chen Sixuan, a tall male student walked up to Chen Sixuan's slightly bowed head and said in a clear voice.
Chen Sixuan was stunned for a moment, and only then did she wake up from her thoughts. At that moment, when she saw Ji Dong's back view as he left while drinking, she felt a sharp pain in her heart once again.
She knew that she still needed time to adapt to appearing in front of Ji Dong with another identity. Looking at this tall, handsome male student in front of her, Chen Sixuan forced a smile, saying: "Since I've come to Blazing Academy, then I'm a member of the Academy, and not a princess. Everyone will call me by my name from now on."
The nine students of class one all gathered around, five boys and four girls. Including Chen Sixuan, there were five boys and five girls.
That tall youth straightforwardly said: "Since it's like this, then I won't be polite. Let me introduce myself, I'm called Zi Chenxing, a Third Fire Department student, three champions, thirty third rank."
"Big sis Sixuan, I'm called Xin Wu, two champions, fourteen fourth rank, Xin Metal Department." A fifteen or sixteen year old girl with a pair of beautiful big eyes ran up to Chen Sixuan and introduced herself.
The others also introduced themselves one after another in front of Chen Sixuan. Chen Sixuan was anxious to return to class to see how Ji Dong was doing, but she had no choice but to first deal with these students in front of her. She didn't decline their proposal to take on the position of class monitor. First of all, their strength was indeed far lacking, after becoming class monitor, she would have even more reasons to get close to Ji Dong. How could she decline?
The new students all had their own school building, it was like this every year. The Academy's five school buildings could altogether only accommodate five hundred students studying at the same time. Blazing Academy wouldn't carry out too many conscriptions. This place nurtured elites. After all, apart from Blazing Academy, there were still many other advanced academies that could accept students.
The school building had altogether six floors. The higher the floor, the higher the class was arranged. The highest floor, the sixth floor, was the dormitory for the ten new students in charge of class. The academy teachers who weren't in charge of class all lived in the dormitory on the top floor of the main school building.
The fifth floor of the new students' school building was Class One and Class Two, as well as their dormitories.
The dormitory was for five people to a room. As long as there weren't any yin attributed male students or yang attributed female students, it was generally arranged like this. Therefore, each class had two dormitories.
The fourth floor of the school building was where Class Three, Class Four and their dormitories were, and so on and so forth. At the end of the first year, when it was time to change the school building, the ten classes of the entire year would be rearranged through the annual competition. The positions of the new school building would be arranged according to their strength, and the results of the annual competition would also be recorded in every student's study file.
The dormitories had been arranged yesterday, and Chen Sigui was no exception. She also lived in the dormitory, together with the other four female students of Class One. The dormitory was right next to Class One's classroom.
Absolutely don't think that a class with only ten students would be very small. On the contrary, every classroom in Blazing Academy was extraordinarily large. The square rooms were ten meters wide and ten square meters wide. Altogether, it was more than four hundred square meters. Let alone ten people, even if a hundred people were in class, they still wouldn't feel crowded. Moreover, the floor was a full six meters high. This kind of design had only one purpose, and that was to provide ample space for students to carry out combat training. This was also their main teaching area.
Ji Dong sat behind the lectern in Class One's classroom. However, he didn't sit on a chair, but rather on the floor, leaning against the wall, drinking mouthful after mouthful of wine.
Last night, Zhu Rong had Yang Bingtian bring him over. Since he was going to become the head teacher, he couldn't break the rules, so he moved the dormitory here.
Right now, his gaze was a bit hazy. The memories brought back by Chen Sixuan's perfect appearance made his heart reverberate with the beautiful memories of his time with the Flaming Bar. While drinking wine, borrowing the anesthesia brought by the alcohol, he fantasized about every minute and second he spent with the Flaming Bar. His face revealed a rare trace of a gentle smile. Only, no one could see it because of his somewhat messy white hair. When it was time for class, he would always be in the classroom, but he never glanced at the syllabus on the table.
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