Wait for Jingze to be accompanied by the assessment teacher.

Finally, they found Nan Shuai who was being carried by someone. The two men were not obedient and kept kicking around while the person who was carrying them was holding their leaf sticks.

He smiled bitterly and looked irritated.

These kids are so hard to manage.

Nan Shuai: "You golden lion king, just wait for me!"

Lin Yan refused to give in: "You white-haired bastard, just wait for me. If you stay in school for one day, this young master will not let you have an easy time."

"Are you still fighting?" Ye Qian scolded all the way but to no avail.

Jingze was inexplicably amused: "What's going on?"

"Vice President." Ye Qian was stunned, and simply left them behind, bowed, and then explained what had happened.

"The two of them were fighting at the academy."

"Fighting?" Jingze had already figured out from the miserable state of the two men who had the upper hand and who fought more fiercely. He was probably the younger one.

Apart from his clothes being a little messy, he looked nothing like the other person.

His face was swollen like a pig's head.

When Nan Shuai and Lin Yan heard the word "Vice-President", they stopped fighting.

They stood in a row like good kids.

"Your name is Nan Shuai?" Jingze looked at Nan Shuai inquiringly. It was the first time he heard this name, and he felt that the parents had given it perfunctorily.

She was stunning at the age of seven, and it goes without saying that she was even more stunning when she got older.

The name is just not good enough.

"Nan Shuai?" Hearing this narcissistic name, Lin Yan laughed so hard that his stomach hurt: "Do you have a brother named Hao Shuai?"

"Your brother has someone else's surname?" Nan Shuai rolled his eyes.

"It's not impossible."

Nan Shuai waved his fist: "Are you not afraid of a fight?"

"Come on, I don't believe it..."

"You are still shouting for a fight in front of the vice president?" Ye Qian glared.

"Okay." Jingze didn't think anything of it. They were just kids after all. When they first entered the academy, they were no different from them.

How energetic this is.

"My surname is Nan, the same as my ancestor's." He said subconsciously.

There is nothing special about the surname Nan alone.

But he was a descendant of Emperor Shengzong of Ming Dynasty, and had the same surname as his ancestor, Nan. It is said that Emperor Shengzong of Ming Dynasty and his entire clan did not use the surname Nan.

Do not violate the names of ancestors.

"Vice President, there are so many people with the surname Nan all over the continent." Lin Yan said disdainfully.

So what if it’s the Nan surname?

Choosing a handsome character ruins everything.

Jingze scolded him with a smile: "You kid, how many things have you done in just a few days since you started school? Fighting, sneaking out in the middle of the night?"

"...I didn't." Lin Yan felt a little guilty.

It turned out that they all knew that he had secretly gone out in the middle of the night.

There shouldn't be eyeliner.

"Teacher Ye, you take this kid away. As for him, I'll take him away." Jingze's eyes fell on Nan Shuai.

Ye Qian was stunned: "Ah? Take it away."

Look at what happened.

How could this have alarmed the old man?

Although he was also annoyed by the fight between the two boys, at most he could educate them. There was no need for him to discipline them personally. Everyone in the academy knew it.

He looks approachable, but actually... it's hard to describe.

He said, "Deputy Dean, it's just a fight between kids..."

"I just brought him to school." Jingze interrupted him.

"He hasn't started school yet?" Fighting before starting school?

"You keep busy."

Jingze threw down a sentence and took Nan Shuai to the college teaching department.

Lin Yan touched his falling hair and said indignantly, "You idiot, you dare to pull my hair before you even start school? Wait, we won't be assigned to the same class!"

"Calm down for a moment. I just saw him push you to the ground."

"I just gave in to him because he was young."

"Ah, yes, yes."

…

On the way to the training center.

Jingze introduced himself first: "My name is Jingze, level 124, I am the vice-president of this academy, and I will be your future teacher."

124?

The maximum level is 130.

At his age, he could break through level 130 in the near future.

"What teacher?" Nan Shuai felt strange.

"I'll accept you as my last disciple."

He was not as excited as he had imagined. Nan Shuai knew that all this was because he was a descendant of Emperor Shengzong of Ming Dynasty, otherwise he would not be the vice president of the top academy in the whole continent.

How could he be accepted as his last disciple?

He got straight to the point: "Is it because I'm a Ming Shengzong supporter?"

Jingze did not hide it either.

"In the beginning, yes. After all, the academy's current prestige is entirely due to our ancestors, who were descendants of Emperor Shengzong of Ming."

Even though millions of years have passed.

The glorious past has never been erased. As for why it was just a moment, it was because the ancestors reached their peak and then disappeared.

"What now?"

"Now..." He curled his lips into a smile that made Nan Shuai's hair stand on end: "After seeing you just now, I think you have great potential."

"There's still potential at level 0?" Nan Shuai almost believed his nonsense.

He knows his own strength.

“It’s true that you’re at level 0 now, but I won’t do anything without confidence. I believe that with my training, you might be able to surpass your peers.

Nan Shuai: “…” So confident.

As the vice president, he was so sincere, there was no reason for Nan Shuai to refuse, and he reluctantly accepted this teacher.

He immediately said, "Teacher, I bow to you."

"Okay, okay." Jingze smiled from ear to ear and said, "Okay, from today on, you are my Jingze's closed disciple."

At this age, I am still able to receive such a unique disciple.

But Nan Shuai's next sentence made him question his life.

He said, "Teacher, from now on we are like grasshoppers on the same bed. If I get into trouble, you clean up my mess. If I can't beat you, you take over."

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