Society was dangerous, and even Wang Ling believed that there were two groups that he absolutely couldn't provoke. That was the Han Army and the Wang Army.
The fan groups of these two ancient Almighty cultivators were even scarier than the fans of Huaxiu's A-list stars.
Each fan club had tens of millions of fans, and without exception, they were all cultivators. Furthermore, the presidents of these two fan clubs were rumored to be first-class experts in the cultivation world.
All these years, Huaxiu nation had been secretly suppressing the power of these two fan clubs. They had also informed all local education bureaus to strictly prohibit teachers and students from privately joining fan clubs. For the military, these were two factors that were difficult to control. Perhaps one day, it would threaten national security.
But none of this had anything to do with Wang Ling.
There was a saying that went like this …
You can be naughty, but you're treated like a melon …
As long as it didn't affect his low-key life, Wang Ling could turn a blind eye to it. Otherwise, he only needed to move a finger to make these tens of millions of people disappear …
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The bus traveled for a full hour, but Master of Dopey didn't have the slightest intention of stopping. They talked about everything from astronomy to geography. From the latest hot news, they slowly talked about national affairs. As they lamented the difficult lives of the people at the bottom of society, they also educated their companions on patriotism.
Nanhan nation's insistence on deploying the "Immortal Sword Defense System" on the border had aroused strong protests from Huaxiu nation.
Commoners didn't talk about politics. Although Wang Ling was used to being idle, he still had some understanding of this major event.
Huaxiu nation had imposed various economic sanctions on Nanhan nation, resulting in the closure of many of Nanhan's large supermarkets in Huaxiu and the removal of imported food from the shelves. Among the food products taken off the shelves, Wang Ling's favorite turkey flavored crispy noodle snacks was produced in Nanhan nation.
But crispy noodle snacks were a small problem in the end; there was no foodie in front of the nation.
It was just one flavor less, and Wang Ling could completely accept it. The domestic crispy noodle snacks might be less novel, but in the end, they were still classics …
The bus sped along, and the roads were still a little congested during the morning rush hour.
Finally, after two hours, Old Antique, who was sitting at the front and gnawing on a spicy stick, said, "Students, we've arrived. Everyone, get ready to get off!"
"Teacher, what time is it?"
"It's 10: 04. we'll go to No. 59 High School to register. We'll attend the first exchange meet at two in the afternoon to confirm our schedule for the next few days, "Old Antique answered.
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After they got off the bus, the old driver stepped on the accelerator and sped away. Today, the Central Supermarket's potato chips were half price. He didn't know if the old driver would be able to catch the last half-price bus back at this time.
They had landed just across the road from No. 59 High School's gate.
"We're finally here."
Everyone swept their eyes over No. 59 High School's newly renovated campus, feeling a little envious.
Although No. 59 High School was currently still a secondary key high school in the city, its campus environment and teaching facilities were all up to the standards of a key high school in the city.
As far as the eye could see, No. 59 Middle School's main square was covered in lush greenery like an ancient forest deep in the mountains. If one's line of sight followed the tree-lined path at the school gate, one could see the eight-story teaching building hidden by layers of trees.
Recalling the palm trees at No. 60 High School's gate and the old school building, they instantly felt a little sad.
"Damn! Is this really No. 59 High School? "Feather Lin was shocked." I remember when I passed by here the year before last, it was clearly even more run-down than No. 60 High School! Did he strike it rich? "
"He probably struck it rich the year before last," Super Chen said with a frown. Super Chen frowned and said, "The year before last, No. 59 High School successfully produced six Golden Core students, which set a record in the last two hundred years … so as early as the year before last, they received an angel investment from a private hospital. Furthermore, he successfully applied to the Education Bureau in the same year and was nominated as a candidate for a key high school in the city. "
Old Antique nodded slightly. What he wanted to say had been said by Super Chen. As a student, Super Chen knew a lot of information, but that wasn't strange. Super Chen had participated in many school sports competitions since he was a child, and often traveled from school to school, so he naturally had more information than ordinary students.
Feather Lin: "An angel investment from a hospital? Why a hospital? "
"And it's an andrology hospital. Have you heard of Nine Suns Men's Hospital? It was opened by the founder of the Nine Suns Classic! "
In the end, Master of Dopey had to personally deal with this sort of gossip. "As the saying goes, when one is flushed with success, the top scorer in the college entrance examination gets circumcised …"
Everyone: "…" A hospital that was targeting college entrance examination graduates to advertise – there was really no one else like it.
"I heard that with No. 59 High School's graduation certificate, you can enjoy this hospital's circumcision service for free. I'm thinking if I can borrow a graduation certificate from here, should I ask two people to go with me? "Hero Guo asked, chin in hand.
"…" Wang Ling felt that this was a little too much information!
Lotus Sun and Feather Lin's faces turned bright red. It was inevitable that they would feel a little embarrassed when they heard such a shameful topic.
"Student Guo, if you can borrow a graduation certificate, please be sure to take me with you!" Old Antique suddenly sighed. "It's been almost six hundred years, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to find an opportunity to release my nature."
"…"
Next to him, Wang Ling wanted to say something again, but stopped himself.
He knew how fast Old Antique's hands were.
Logically speaking, Wang Ling felt that Old Antique didn't need to go to the hospital at all; he could completely perform the surgery himself.
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Although they were very envious of No. 59 High School's new environment, no one was truly jealous. Once Huaguo Water Curtain Group allocated funds, No. 60 High School's new environment would definitely be much better than this.
When Old Antique led the way to the school gate, they were immediately stopped by a school guard. The bright blue school uniform dazzled the school guard. "Who are you looking for?"
After showing his ID, the guard bowed deeply to Old Antique. "So it's No. 60 High School. The school leaders have already informed us. Please go to room 1001 on the first floor of the teaching building to register. "
"Okay, thank you." Old Antique took back his ID with a smile, his trademark narrowed eyes once again appearing.
In this way, the group entered the school gate without any hindrance.
To be honest, in terms of school relations, No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School actually didn't have a very good relationship. The school guard's respectful and friendly attitude was a little beyond Old Antique's expectations.
Of course, the attentive Old Antique had also noticed another problem, and that was when they would be visiting.
Old Antique was sure that No. 59 High School hadn't specifically announced it to the students.
Otherwise, given Student Lotus Sun's influence, this tree-lined path would already be packed with people.
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The school guard room usually had a device that blocked spiritual senses, but this kind of device was completely ineffective against Wang Ling. They hadn't gone far from the school gate when Wang Ling's spiritual senses directly penetrated it. The school guard who had been smiling earlier had already completely wiped his smile off his face as he dialed a number with a gloomy face. "Yes, Director Xie, No. 60 High School has arrived. Three boys and two girls, and … a parrot? The teacher in charge is a fatty. He looks stupid and doesn't seem to be a threat. "
"Mm, I also got the news earlier. He's just a history teacher. I don't think he's very strong. "A relatively cold voice rang out on the other end of the line.
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