Port city.
Located in the southwest of Guangdong, it is regulated by the marine climate all year round, with no severe cold in winter and no scorching heat in summer.
In this city, there is a legendary school - Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
Today, Wang Jing brought the emperor's bones and blood from Tianwu and planned to visit the old principal of Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
When they arrived outside Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School, the little pig complained that he was hungry, so Wang Jing had to find a random restaurant to sit down first.
The store manager came over to clean the table and saw the little pig in Wang Jing's arms. He asked in surprise, "Handsome boy, is this a demon beast?"
Wang Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, don't worry, it's very obedient. Give me three servings of seafood porridge."
"Hey, okay."
The store manager came over, wiped the table, and said with a smile, "Although I am an ordinary person, I also have the heart to become a warrior. If it weren't for my poor aptitude, I would have been able to get into Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School when I was young."
Wang Jing listened to the store manager bragging and his eyes couldn't help but look at the school outside the store.
When the store manager talked about Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School, there was always an unconcealable sense of pride in his tone.
It seems that every citizen of Gangcheng feels proud and proud when talking about Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
"Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School? I heard it's a legendary school." Wang Jing said with a smile.
There were not many customers in the store at the moment, so the manager ordered the kitchen to make three servings of seafood porridge.
Afterwards, the store manager pulled up a chair and sat down, smiling, "That's for sure... Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School is the face and pride of us Gangcheng people. Students who are admitted to Wuhan University from there can eventually graduate as masters.
Even the most incompetent middle school student can start from the level of a half-step grandmaster!"
"It's really amazing." Wang Jing laughed.
It is certain that one has to start at the Half-Step Grandmaster level. After all, none of the seven major schools will allow one to graduate unless he or she reaches the Half-Step Grandmaster level. How can one not start?
However, Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School has always been a high school.
If all the students of this high school can graduate as half-step grandmasters after entering Wuhan University, then it means that the students of No. 1 Middle School have a very good foundation.
All of this...I'm afraid the old principal is involved.
The store manager continued to boast, "Let me tell you, the most awesome person in Gangcheng No. 1 High School is still Shen Xingjian. He's the only one who was recruited into Huawu Confucian Academy!
Afterwards, Shen Xingjian also brought a special recruitment quota to Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School!
Among those who attend Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School now, there will always be one student from Huawu during the graduation exam. Isn’t that amazing?
Hearing this, Wang Jing blinked and looked at Lin Muxi.
Lin Muxi nodded and replied, "Senior Chen is indeed very powerful. When he was just in his sophomore year, he defeated three junior masters of alien races with his half-step master power. Afterwards, the dean personally recruited him into the hospital.
Later, during an operation, Senior Shen completed the task perfectly, and Principal Huawu gave Gangcheng a special recruitment quota.
“…”
The store manager looked confused.
Could these two people be students of Huawu Confucian Academy?
"Um...you two." The store manager scratched his head, looking a bit honest.
Wang Jing laughed and said, "I'm not from the Confucian Academy, she is."
“Awesome!”
The store manager laughed heartily, gave Lin Muxi a thumbs up, and asked, "I heard that all warriors in the Confucian Academy start at the Grandmaster level. Pretty girl, you're also a Grandmaster, right?"
Wang Jing laughed and said, "When she was in the Confucian Academy, she wasn't even a Grandmaster yet."
"I'm a Grandmaster now!"
Lin Muxi said unconvincedly: "Besides, I am now an intermediate master, don't look down on me!"
The store manager secretly took a deep breath.
Are these two young men both masters?
No wonder he dared to bring a pig with him when he went out...
"Boss, give me three bowls of seafood porridge! More shrimp, more meat... and more porridge, too!"
At this time, the door of the shop was pushed open by a young man, who started shouting as soon as he came in.
When the store manager heard this, his face turned black and he said, "Why don't you just let me make you six bowls!"
"Hey hey...I'll only pay for three bowls."
The young man chuckled and took two steps forward, his eyes wide open.
Why is Principal Wang here?
"Hi, long time no see." Wang Jing smiled and waved to Yu Sheng and said hello.
Yu Sheng was embarrassed. He didn't know whether to leave with Miaomiao in his arms or not.
The wolf-like Husky whimpered softly, seeming a little scared.
There is a terrible pig there!
“Hmph…”
The little pig seemed to smell the scent of the monster and stood up and looked over curiously.
Seeing this, Xianyu immediately hid behind Yu Sheng, trembling.
"Hey, do you know each other?" the store manager asked curiously.
"I know him, I know him..."
Yu Sheng hurried over and said, "Principal Wang, why are you here?"
"Come and see the cat." Wang Jing smiled and reached out to rub Miaomiao's head.
I haven't seen the cat for a while, and it has gained a lot of weight.
"Meow! Where did you get this demon pig? It seems quite powerful..." Meow opened his gem-like eyes wide and stretched out his paw to touch the little demon pig's nose.
The little pig also looked curious and stretched out its hoof to touch Miaomiao's head.
Meow Meow slapped the little pig's hoof in dissatisfaction and said, "You are just a pig, don't touch my head."
“Hmph.”
The little pig was also unhappy. Why did you touch the pig's nose?
Then, the pig and the cat just stared at each other.
After hearing what Yu Sheng whispered in his ear, the store manager stared at Wang Jing with wide eyes.
Is this the principal of Nanyue Tianwu?
The rumored youngest president of Wuhan University?
The store manager coughed dryly twice, took out his phone, and said to Wang Jing with a smile, "Principal Wang, can we take a photo together?"
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