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Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship class was a bit rough.
Ximen Chuixue sparred with each student and gave them credits for the course according to their swordsmanship.
The other teachers were the same. Although there were not many students in some courses, they also gave their own assessment methods.
Among them, most of the students got full marks for the compulsory courses because they had been studying all the time, which was 12 credits.
In the professional elective courses, although the students usually did not attend many classes, the range of professional elective courses was very wide. Some students even took more than 20 credits of professional elective courses, so it was not difficult to get 12 credits. On the other hand, ordinary elective courses only required 6 credits, but it was difficult for many students. After all, ordinary elective courses had little to do with martial arts, so very few people were interested.
It was not until the fifteenth of December that the credits for all the courses were released.
Many students surrounded Chen Yuanyuan to check the credits. Because 30 credits was the minimum requirement for the entrance exam, all the students who planned to enter the second grade were very cautious.
"Little Mao, how many credits did you get?"
"Exactly 30. Thanks to my wit, I took Yue Buqun's class."
"Why do you say that?"
"Many students who took Yue Buqun's class got two credits even though they did not attend the class. At that time, I just wanted to give it a try. Looking at it now, if I didn't have these two credits, I would have failed! "
Many freshmen's eyes lit up when they heard this. It seemed that they also needed to take Yue Buqun's class. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ w]
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After a while, all the students in the college knew that it was easy to get credits by taking Yue Buqun's class. And in a corner, Yue Buqun showed a wretched smile.
This was a scheme.
"Jing Ling, how many credits did you get?"
"36. Amazing, right?"
"That's amazing. But I heard that you have a very good relationship with Teacher Chen Yuanyuan. You took her four courses — zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. That's eight credits."
"Is that so? I earned the credits with my own strength."
Many people snorted disdainfully, not believing him at all.
Jing Ling had been learning how to draw from Chen Yuanyuan for a few days, but she still couldn't draw any kittens or puppies.
But who asked him to please the teachers? Wasn't it the same in universities nowadays? Students who had a good relationship with the teachers would have meat to eat, and those who didn't have meat to eat had to work hard.
"Zhang Zhou, how many credits did you get?"
“32。”
"Bai Xiaofei, what about you?"
"Hehe, I broke through for one and a half months and obtained 33 credits. I'm more awesome than you!"
"F * ck, you actually have one more credit than me. If you had five more credits, you would be able to catch up to my sister."
The first half of Zhang Zhou's sentence was still okay, but the second half made Bai Xiaofei speechless. He couldn't do it, so he used his sister to attack him!
However, Zhang Xiaomeng was indeed amazing. When she entered the school, she was interested in everything. In addition to the compulsory courses, she also took many professional elective courses. She didn't even let go of Xiao Li's Flying Dagger.
"Look, that seems to be Su Yu. He has always been in the world of Jianghu, so he definitely didn't get many credits."
"Su Yu only insisted on going to class every day after returning from the world of Jianghu. The time is too short. I also feel that it's too difficult."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you know that Su Yu has a total of 52 credits?"
"What?"
The group was dumbfounded.
According to the school's credit system, a student could only take 60 credits per year. However, if one really took so many courses, unless they attended classes every day, it was impossible to complete them. And with the school's current situation, how could the students attend classes every day? It was already not bad if they could attend one course. The rest of the time was basically spent on training.
"How did he get so many credits?" Some people didn't believe it.
"Have you forgotten what Su Yu was called in the world of Jianghu? That's Saint Su. He knows everything from the heavens to the earth. In his free time, he learned a lot of things. Even the martial arts of Jianghu were mostly learned by him. This time, although his cultivation isn't the highest, his knowledge and ability have far surpassed the others. "Someone explained.
When many people heard this, they admired Su Yu even more.
Among the other students, Liu Fan only got 39 credits, but Pang Zhen actually got 44 credits.
Wang Xing understood the situation of the students in the office. He found that there were six students who didn't have enough credits. This time, it was impossible for them to be promoted to the second year. And in the future, Wang Xing planned to have a promotion exam every half a year. Those who didn't meet the requirements this time would be able to participate in the next exam after six months of hard work.
Next was the report of the students' training. This made many people worried sick.
Who knew how to write a report!
"Mosquito, how do you write your report?"
"What can I write? Tell me about your training and then brag about it as much as possible!"
"Uh, let me see."
"No, this is the result of my hard work. Think about it yourself."
…
"Qin Yan, we went to The Deer and the Cauldron together. Let's discuss how to write it!"
"You guys discuss it. I've already written it."
"Damn, quickly give me a reference."
"No way."
…
"Jing Yun, you played in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer for so long. I want to see how you write it."
"Who played? I learned so many martial arts from Hua Shan School. I even persuaded Hua Shan School to join Su Yu's camp. These are all highlights." “
"Is that so? Then I know what to write."
"Sister, copy mine."
…
It was the 17th day of the twelfth lunar month. It was time to submit the training report.
Wang Xing selected three grading teachers. One was Huang Rong, one was Feng Qingyang, and the last one was himself.
According to the rules set by Wang Xing, the number of students who passed the exam could not exceed 5%, the number of students who passed the exam could not exceed 15%, and the number of students who passed the exam could not exceed 30%. As for the students who passed and failed the exam, there was no specific ratio. In other words, there could be many students who passed and many who failed. It depended on whether the students' performance met the minimum requirements.
This time, there were 42 students who submitted their reports. According to the ratio, there were at most 2 outstanding students, 6 good students, and 12 average students.
The first-hand training report was in Huang Rong's hands. Based on each student's performance and the report, she gave an evaluation in half a day.
Then it was Feng Qingyang's turn. He was a character in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. He gave a detailed evaluation of Su Yu and the others. He even left a comment.
Finally, it was Wang Xing's turn. When he saw the first report, he almost vomited blood.
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