At this moment they were sitting in the car that Bering bought yesterday afternoon.

Lin Ju was the driver. After all, among Ming Zhou’s people, only she and Ji Qianqin had a driver’s license.

Bai Ling was the co-pilot.

Sitting in the car, Bai Ling glanced through the rearview mirror at the three people squeezed in the back seat.

At this moment, Ding Yan was squeezed to the far right, looking dazed; Li Jingwen sat on the far left, looking down at the seat, saying nothing; Ji Qianqin leaned in the middle, muttering to herself, "How old am I, and I'm still in school?"

Looking at the three people whose attention was distracted, Bai Ling clapped his hands gently: "Recover your senses."

Following Bai Ling's voice, the three of them focused their attention on Bai Ling.

They looked at each other in different ways, but Bai Ling didn't care: "Next, I will take you to Yunshang College in Yunshi City."

"You may be wondering, why do you want to go to that school?"

Looking at the three people in the back row, Bai Ling said calmly: "That's because, at present, only that school can teach you real things."

Listening to Bai Ling's words, Ding Yan couldn't help but ask: "If it's true, can't you, the prophet, teach us?"

He really believed that.

Among all the people in Ming Zhou, Ding Yan was probably the only one who admired Bai Ling the most.

Perhaps it was because Bai Ling's figure and calm attitude on that rainy night left such a deep impression on him, or it could be because Bai Ling's lightness in the abandoned hospital made him yearn for it, or maybe it was because he had personally rushed to save him...

In short, if we really have to rank these people according to their level of trust in Bai Ling, then Ding Yan would definitely be at the top of the list.

So when he heard that he was going to a certain school, Ding Yan's first reaction was not what he was going there for, but why he was going there.

If I had a prophecy, why would I need to go to school?! And I was still a sophomore, and if I missed classes without reason, my student status would be revoked!

Glancing at Ding Yan who was fidgeting, Bai Ling shook his head: "No, you are wrong about this."

"I can plan your route according to the future and avoid unnecessary and cumbersome things, but this does not mean that I can create something out of nothing and let you master the power that does not belong to the future."

At this point, Bai Ling said calmly: "But that academy can."

"Because if you join that academy at this time, even I will find it difficult to see through the mist of time and see the 'possibilities' in you."

"And possibilities, to some extent, represent the height of your future. It may be very high, or it may be very low. After all, infinite possibilities often mean infinite outcomes."

At this point, Bai Ling chuckled: "Of course, it will be different with me here. I will ensure your bottom line, so that you will at least not be weaker than you were in the original time."

That's why Bering made them go to school.

The diary only recorded the life trajectories of Ding Yan and others in the next three years, but now the future has been changed, so their lives have naturally been rewritten.

Before their abilities are improved to the point where they can see into the future, Bering does not intend to reshape them according to his own wishes and completely deviate from the growth plan of the original timeline.

After all, he doesn't have much experience.

The people at Yunshang College are very experienced.

If you want Ding Yan and others to grow quickly, Yunshang Academy is a good choice.

Of course, since it is a short-term training, they don’t need to study for too long.

About one to two months.

Otherwise, if they delay, they won’t be able to catch up with the big event three months later…

But apart from that, Bering was also very interested in the school itself.

He remembered very clearly that in that school and in the activities that the school would soon launch, the few "S"s recorded in the diary would appear...

That’s “S”!

It is a card that only appears after the guaranteed minimum draw for Africans! But now, if I seize the opportunity, can't I directly ship the S card? ! Bai Ling supported his forehead with his fingers and squinted his eyes. Although his expression looked calm and elegant, he looked very calculating, but in his heart he was completely filled with golden orange cards and a happy face.

Soon, the car drove all the way from Linjiang City to Yunshi City.

Yunshi City is not very big, at best it can be regarded as a second-tier city, but the roads are quite wide and comfortable to walk on.

"Let's go to this place next."

Bai Ling gave Lin Ju an address.

After taking a look at the address, Lin Ju nodded silently and drove steadily.

After a while, they were far away from the urban area of ​​Yunshi City and heading towards the increasingly quiet suburbs.

When the car stopped at the destination, someone was already waiting outside.

Bai Ling got out of the car, and his black windbreaker spread out like a crow feather, then fell gently in the wind.

Bai Ling glanced at the people standing by the road, groaned, then leaned against the car window and said to Lin Ju: "Go in according to the address I gave you first, and then wait for me at the door."

"I have something I need to take care of."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ju nodded slightly, and without saying anything else, he drove the car around the corner until it disappeared from Bai Ling's sight.

Looking at the car driving away, Bai Ling shook his head.

He didn't turn around, but just smiled and said, "I didn't expect Director Wang to come to greet me personally. Shouldn't you be in Morningwind City now?"

Behind him, Wang Wei was standing steadily beside him, and then he said calmly: "I recommended you to come here, so of course I have to greet you in person when you enter the school."

It turns out it's you, this guy.

No, this guy Wang Weizheng wouldn't think so much.

Although the director of the Countermeasures Bureau was not stupid, he hated thinking. If he wanted to, he would probably put a sword on Bering's neck and order him to stop being a riddler.

...Although he may not necessarily get the answer this way.

Although he is not as good as Wang Weizheng, Bai Ling is confident that he can escape from Director Wang!

Don't think running away is a simple matter, it also depends on the target! Apart from other things, Wang Weizheng is a monster who can wrestle with multiple "disasters". Getting away from such a guy is also a success! Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help shaking his head.

"It's probably Qi Guang," Bai Ling thought silently in his heart, "He's the only one I can think of who will be arriving at Morning Breeze soon and has the authority to appoint and dismiss people at Yunshang College."

But why did he give himself the position of "honorary professor"?

What was Qi Guang, or "Prisoner Guang", thinking? Bai Ling had no idea.

But he didn't plan to think about it for the time being.

Wang Wei was standing next to Bai Ling and was silent for a moment.

After a while, he seemed to want to say something.

As if he saw through Wang Weizheng's thoughts, Bai Ling's lips curled up slightly.

"Excuse me, but I think we don't need to waste unnecessary time."

"Please lead the way, Director Wang. Don't you want to use my 'prophetic' ability to give you a good look?"

He smiled faintly and said, "It just so happens that I am also somewhat interested in the future talents of the Countermeasures Bureau."

Listening to Bai Ling's words, Wang Weizheng's eyes flickered.

Tsk, the power of the prophet...

Wang Wei was feeling a little unhappy.

How should I put it? It was as if I had already been completely seen through even though I hadn't revealed anything yet.

He hasn't spoken yet.

Isn't it completely impossible to trip someone up? This thought, which was totally inconsistent with his status, echoed in Director Wang Weizheng's mind.

He said nothing, just turned around and walked towards the corner.

Let me just say that there will be more chapters after the release, with a guaranteed minimum of about five chapters and more than 10,000. The subsequent release will be based on the first order performance on the day of release or the monthly ticket rewards after Friday.

So far, my stockpile is still enough. I have done nothing but write these past two days, but I guess I won’t be able to use it all…