Looking at his brothers, who were full of complaints, he explained helplessly, "Brothers, no matter what's going on, whether you want to sleep or save the world, just calm down. Today, the counselor requires everyone to attend the open class. Whoever is absent will no longer be able to work under him."
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Inside the tiered lecture hall, various photography equipment had been set up, and students and teachers were gathered together, but the professors had not yet arrived.
The school made thorough preparations to preserve the entire lesson for future promotional purposes. The classroom was cleaned five times, leaving it spotless and brightly lit.
Jiang Cheng entered the classroom and found a corner to sit down with his brothers.
The arrangement was the same as always. Zhao Xuerou arrived early and sat in the front row, with her best friend to her left and... to her right.
He was a rich kid who rarely appeared at school.
It was Qi Feng.
The group chatted and laughed.
Jiang Cheng listened to his classmates' discussion and learned from them that during the time he was away from school, the arrangements for this class had been in full swing for half a month.
If you can hear lectures from famous professors, it won't be a waste of your time.
With this idea in mind, he sat down leisurely.
A man wearing a white shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, and with sharp eyes walked into the classroom.
The only word to describe the aura surrounding him is "fierce".
The professor calmly walked to the podium, placed his hand on the table, and glanced at the crowd.
This sight instantly revealed a powerful sense of oppression.
The aura of an elite!
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