In the canteen of the Imperial College.
Hearing Sun Zifan's words, Li Zexuan put down his chopsticks, raised his head, and glanced at this joker. He said unhappily, "Go back and ask your father if he's willing to let you come to the School of Mathematics!"
It wasn't that Li Zexuan was belittling himself, but there was a hierarchy among the six schools of the Imperial College.
The School of Mathematics, School of Books, and School of Law were basically at the bottom. The students of these three schools had to stand out in the annual assessment to have the chance to be promoted to the Four Gates Schools, then the School of Imperial College, and finally the School of Imperial College.
Sun Zifan was able to enter the School of Imperial College because his father was a third-rank Vice-Chancellor of the Supreme Court. However, if his father was more powerful and was promoted to a third-rank Vice-Chancellor of the Supreme Court, then he might be able to enter the Imperial College directly.
Under the current hierarchy of the Imperial College, it would be strange if Sun Fujia was willing to let Sun Zifan go to the School of Mathematics.
Sun Zifan chuckled and said, "Hehe, Grandmaster, my father already knows that you invented pinyin. He also admires you very much. Moreover, the Prince of Wei and the sons of the three dukes are currently studying in the School of Mathematics. Why wouldn't my father want me to go? Just tell me if you'll accept me as a student or not. "
Even if the sky collapsed, there would be a tall person watching over it. With Li Tai, Cheng Chumo, Qin Huaiyu, and Yuchi Baolin, these awesome second-generation hedonistic sons of rich families leading the way, what other people had to worry about?
Although Sun Zi Fan this fellow's mouth was unrestrained, his heart was clear.
When the other students heard this joker's analysis, they all felt that it was reasonable. In this way, not only did the School of Mathematics have good "benefits," the teachers were friendly, and there was also Li Tai, Cheng Chumo, and these hedonistic sons of rich families supporting them. They didn't have to worry about their future. Only a fool wouldn't go to such a good place!
Therefore, Li Zexuan's surroundings immediately became lively.
"Yes, yes, yes. Mr. Li, is your school still hiring? My name is Wang Wenhua. My results in mathematics were very good back then!"
"Wang Wenhua, you are bullsh * tting. You think your grades are better than mine? Dr. Li, don't listen to him. My grades are better than his. Please accept me! "
"Grandmaster, please accept me!"
"Take me in!"
"Take me in!"
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Collect, collect, collect your sister!
Li Zexuan's forehead was full of black lines. He couldn't even eat. F * ck, if it were a group of female students crying and begging him to accept them, he would be very excited. At least it would prove that he was very manly. However, in front of him, there were some men clamoring for him to accept them. What the f * ck was this?
"Ahem, ahem, I can't make the decision on this matter. The rules of the Directorate don't allow you to go wherever you want. You should go and talk to the Chancellor!"
Li Zexuan hurriedly threw away the responsibility. If he really accepted them, he would offend a lot of people. When that time comes, how would he survive in the Directorate? He might as well just throw the problem to Old Man Kong and let him have a headache!
He originally thought that saying this would make Sun Zifan and the rest retreat. After all, as students, how many of them dared to meet the 'principal'? However, he underestimated this fellow's character. When Sun Zifan heard that Li Zexuan didn't explicitly reject him, his eyes instantly lit up. He smiled and said, "Fine, if Chancellor Kong agrees to change classes with me, grandmaster, you have to accept me!"
In his eyes, his father was a lower class third rank official. The Chancellor of the Directorate was also lower class third rank. What was there to be afraid of?
He wasn't afraid, but that didn't mean that all the students weren't afraid. There were also some gutsy students who secretly left the crowd. These people mostly relied on their own hard work to rise up from the three academies of mathematics, history, and law. They didn't have any background, so they didn't dare to follow Sun Zifan.
However, there were still a lot of second generations who followed Sun Zifan and echoed, "Yes, yes, yes. Zifan, I'll go with you to find Chancellor Kong."
"I'll go too, I'll go too. What's there to be afraid of!"
"Let's go, let's go!"
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After saying that, this group of people didn't even eat and ran out noisily to find Kong Yingda.
Li Zexuan was stunned. This group of bastards was really out of control!
He shook his head and couldn't be bothered with them. Let Kong Yingda have a headache!
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After a quick lunch, Li Zexuan came to a vermilion building in the center of the Directorate. This could be considered the 'office building' of the Directorate's teachers. There were more than a dozen rooms of various sizes inside. Li Zexuan's position had been there since the beginning, but he hadn't been there before.
Two days ago, he didn't go back at noon and just rested there. During this time, he got to know quite a few teachers.
"Mister Li!"
"Professor Li!"
As soon as he entered the 'office', two of his' colleagues' greeted Li Zexuan. Strictly speaking, they were also Li Zexuan's students. Recently, Li Zexuan's reputation in the Directorate was like the sun in the sky. It was necessary to show some respect.
"Hehe, Assistant Zhao, Assistant Mou, you two haven't gone home yet?"
Li Zexuan chuckled and greeted the two of them. One of them was from the Four Gates Martial School, while the other was from the Imperial College. Both of them were decent people. At the very least, they wouldn't rely on their seniority to show off in front of newcomers.
"No, it's raining so heavily. How can we go back?"
"Yes, that's true!"
They chatted for a while. Seeing that there was still a long time before the afternoon training, Li Zexuan returned to his seat and began to grade the papers.
Zhao and Mou saw this and looked at each other in surprise. Although Li Zexuan came to the 'office' two days ago, he only chatted with them for a while before lying on the table and sleeping. Today, he came to work here. Did the sun rise from the west?
Li Zexuan didn't care about what these two people thought. He picked up the vermilion brush and seriously graded the papers. It should be noted that the so-called 'vermilion brush' was not a brush dipped in red ink, but a pigment made by grinding vermilion into powder. Its main chemical composition was mercury sulfide. Although this stuff was poisonous, it didn't dissolve in water and didn't evaporate easily. As long as it wasn't swallowed directly, it wouldn't be inhaled under normal circumstances. This was why Li Zexuan dared to use this stuff.
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While Li Zexuan was having an easy time, Kong Yingda was in complete misery. Old Kong had just finished his meal and returned to his single 'office'. Just as he was about to take a nap, someone knocked on his door.
"Chancellor, open the door. Students are looking for you!"
"Yes, Chancellor, quickly open the door. We are all looking for you!"
Kong Yingda heard the noise outside and frowned slightly. This was because he heard a few very familiar voices from the noisy crowd. The owners of these voices were all troublemakers from the Directorate.
Kong Yingda rubbed his head and got up to open the door.
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