Xuan Ling washed his face with his tongue. "No problem, but you have to make me some more dried fish. I want spicy, hot and spicy, and sweet and spicy."
Although he is not a real cat, he loves dried fish as deeply as a cat.
Xue Huan agreed readily.
After returning, she spent half the night drawing talismans in the space, and only rested for an hour in meditation when it was almost dawn.
After getting up, she made a simple but delicious breakfast. When she came out, she saw a paper crane carrying a message outside the yard. The paper crane flew in front of her and landed in her outstretched palm.
Xue Huan unfolded the paper crane, which read: "Gather in front of the Taihe Building at 8:00 AM for the freshman orientation."
There is a large square in front of Taihe Building. Any large-scale activities held in the college will be held here.
When Xue Huan arrived, quite a few people had already arrived at the square.
Although it was a freshman meeting, the participants were not only freshmen, but students from the entire college, as well as teachers and elders.
The dean will also appear and give a speech.
The square is paved with spirit stone bricks of about one square meter each, from which you can see how wealthy the college is.
There are cushions placed on the bricks, which are the seats for the students.
For monks who meditate all year round, sitting cross-legged is the most common sitting posture.
Most of the students who arrived early sat on cushions, seizing the time to practice without talking to each other.
Xue Huan glanced around, found a seat in the corner and sat down.
When the time came to noon, the big bell in front of Taihe Tower was struck, making a heavy and ethereal "dang" sound.
The bell rang three times in succession.
A group of people landed on the stone platform in front of the square on a flying magic tool. The leader was short and thin, wearing a blue robe, with his hair and beard meticulously groomed. He was standing on a flying magic tool in the shape of a piece of bamboo.
When he landed on the ground, the magic weapon automatically shrank into a small bamboo branch, which was inserted into his hair bun and served as a hairpin.
Xue Huan recognized the old man at a glance. Wasn't this the "Old Xiao" that Elder Wei mentioned?
This old man Xiao had acted as a stone-cutting master in the first assessment, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body. He seemed to be an ordinary old man. However, after listening to Elder Wei recount his deeds, Xue Huan realized that this old man Xiao was definitely not an ordinary person.
Seeing it today, it turned out that this old man Xiao was the leader, and all the elders and teachers were behind him. His identity was obvious.
Sure enough, after landing on the stone platform, Old Xiao sat in the C position in the middle.
Obviously, he is the dean of Lingyao College, Xiao Shengtian.
There was a little commotion among the freshmen. They obviously didn't expect that the "ordinary" old man who had helped them cut the stone was actually the dean. They all regretted it for a moment.
If they had known this earlier, they would have been extremely polite and respectful to him, which would have left a good impression on him instead of a negative impression of being bossy.
Unfortunately, it’s too late to regret now.
Xiao Shengtian, the dean, delivered a speech. His speech was very brief and he did not say anything cliché, but it was thought-provoking and stirred up quite a stir in the hearts of the students.
Next are elders one to seven.
In the spiritual world, cultivation is of paramount importance and no one would complain that the cultivation time is too long, especially in the academy, so this freshman meeting only lasted half an hour, maybe even less.
It was completely different from the various mobilization meetings that Xue Huan had attended in school in her previous life, which often lasted two classes and half a day.
After the meeting, everyone dispersed and the freshmen came to the yellow class classroom.
There were only about thirty freshmen in total, each with a desk and sitting on cushions. Everyone walked towards their favorite seats.
Xue Huan likes the seat by the window. When she is tired from class, she can look at the scenery outside the window to relax. Especially outside this classroom, there is a row of jacarandas planted, which is very beautiful.
Unexpectedly, when she was about to sit down, someone suddenly ran over and took the seat first, looking at her provocatively.
Xue Huan frowned. Who was this? She had never offended him, had she?
There was no name written on the desk, and Xue Huan was too lazy to argue with this person, so she walked to another seat.
Who knew that wherever she went, that position would be occupied first.
"Even if the Sakura formation is broken, what does it matter? Outcasts are outcasts. They should just stay in the corner."
A disdainful male voice sounded.
Xue Huan looked over and saw a man in his twenties, with long eyebrows, thin eyes, fair skin and a feminine look. He was sitting on the desk with his legs crossed, looking very arrogant.
The nameplate on his chest read "Li Yulong".
Zhou Lekang is gone, and now Li Yulong is here. Are all these children from aristocratic families like this? The name "Yulong" is really wasted.
Seeing her looking at him, the man crossed his arms and curled his lips, expressing his contempt for her.
The school rules state that private fighting is prohibited. If you want to fight, you can issue a challenge. With this challenge, you can fight openly, but you will bear the consequences at your own risk. Even if someone is beaten to death, the school will not be responsible.
Xue Huan was considering whether to challenge this idiot, when Xiao Jian called out to her, "Xue Huan, come here, let's sit together."
He had a delicious meal with Xue Huan before, and he still remembers it. He would be happy to sit closer to her to get closer to her. That way it would be more convenient for him to eat with her in the future, right?
In the academy, although the children of aristocratic families naturally form a camp, there are also those who are independent and do not like to form cliques, such as Xiao Jian. He has no interest in joining the aristocratic faction and excluding the civilian faction.
When he interacts with others, he does not care about their background, but only considers whether they have similar personalities.
He felt that Xue Huan's temperament was quite to his liking, although her cooking skills were the key.
Xue Huan walked over.
Li Yulong was very unhappy, but the Xiao family was stronger than the Li family. He did not dare to confront Xiao Jian openly, so he could only look for another opportunity.
He smiled flatteringly at Wang Qiubai, who was across the aisle. Wang Qiubai cursed him as a waste in his heart and turned his face away.
Li Yulong didn't care and just put the blame on Xue Huan. This lowly maid from a commoner family somehow got herself hooked up with Xiao Jian and even asked Xiao Jian to stand up for her, causing him to be treated coldly by Qiu Bai.
"Qiu Bai, don't worry. I will definitely find an opportunity to teach Xue Huan a lesson and make her kneel before you and kowtow and admit her mistake."
He passed a paper crane to Wang Qiubai.
Wang Qiubai opened it and turned to smile at him.
Li Yulong immediately felt encouraged and began to seriously think about his plan to deal with Xue Huan. He didn't even notice when the teacher came in.
The first class was a formation class. The teacher who taught them the formation class was named Wei Xiu Ran, a tall and handsome man.
In addition to teaching the formation class to the Huangzi class, Wei Xiu Ran is also their "class teacher" and students can come to him for help with anything.
Before class started, Wei Xiuran glanced at everyone in the room and asked, "Who is Xue Huan?"
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