At Jubei Square.
More than 1,800 new students from the Combat Academy lined up neatly.
Upon seeing this, the newly arrived tactical academy freshmen all followed suit, lining up in groups of five.
The elite classes of the Tactical Academy and the elite classes of the Combat Academy stood side by side.
Among the crowd was Qin Ling, an old acquaintance.
As soon as she arrived at the square, she greeted the group cheerfully.
He passed the junior tactician assessment and was among the top eight in the theater's college entrance examination.
She was successfully admitted to the elite class of the Tactical Academy.
Now, meeting old friends in a foreign land, all of them wore genuine smiles.
In the square, the students had already spontaneously lined up.
The group of teachers who came over saw this scene.
Principal Fan Senluo laughed and said, "It seems that this year we don't need you homeroom teachers to organize the class and establish authority."
"We all have to thank Director Qian for getting back a precious treasure for us."
"This is a precious gem, so we must not ruin it by carving it into something unpolished."
"Not only can't we make sure the carving is bad, but we also have to show the other three colleges that our Peking University has never been weaker than them in the past five years without a top scorer."
"Now that they have the top scorer, they know the real difference."
The teachers chatted and laughed.
Upon seeing this, the new students in the square immediately shut their mouths and straightened their backs.
"Hello, Principal! Hello, Teachers!"
Led by Su Yu, all the freshmen shouted in unison.
The senior students watching from the side all stared wide-eyed.
"Damn, a top scorer is a top scorer. If we had handled things this well last year, we wouldn't have been tortured by our homeroom teacher in the square all day."
Indeed, outstanding people are definitely not limited to just one aspect.
"It's just a matter of saying 'Hello, Principal' and 'Hello, Teacher'. You've only just enrolled. There are still challenges ahead."
There will never be a shortage of people who are envious, jealous, or resentful in this world.
However, such people are often alone in the same place.
......
In the square, Principal Fan Senluo stepped onto the podium.
The homeroom teachers also went to the front of their classrooms to look at their future students.
The head teacher of the 228th class of the "Heavenly Class" at Peking University was Yang Xiu, a master of spear fighting.
He scanned all thirty people with his eyes.
"Everyone, my name is Yang Xiu, and I will be your homeroom teacher for the next four years."
Hello, teacher!
Everyone greeted each other in unison once again.
Yang Xiu nodded and turned to look at the podium.
All homeroom teachers met and got to know their students.
On the podium, Principal Fan Senluo began his speech: "Hello students, I am your principal, Fan Senluo."
"On behalf of Peking University, I would like to extend a warm welcome to you."
"Good morning, Principal!" Applause erupted!
Hello, students!
"Today is the opening ceremony of our North University. I have never been one to waste time."
"I'm going to talk about two things today."
"The first question is, as students of Peking University, what should our aspirations be?"
He paused, as if giving everyone time to think.
After several seconds, he said loudly, "In ancient times, our Chinese sages established the ideals of establishing a heart for heaven and earth, establishing a destiny for the people, continuing the lost learning of the past sages, and creating peace for all generations."
"In my opinion, this ambition should also be the ambition of all Chinese sons and daughters."
"As students of Jubei University, you should all embrace this aspiration and strive forward!"
To establish a moral compass for Heaven and Earth, to secure a destiny for the people, to continue the lost learning of past sages, and to usher in an era of peace for all generations.
The students were all pondering this sentence.
Su Yu was also pondering this.
Having memories from another parallel universe, he knew perfectly well which sage had said those words.
Hearing it again now, I feel even more strongly that this ambition is the ambition of all martial artists in the world.
"This is the first thing."
"The second thing is that, as the president of Peking University, I sincerely hope that each and every one of you will graduate in good health."
"The opening ceremony for the Class of 2028 is now concluded. Class teachers, please make your own arrangements for the next steps."
Fan Senluo said he wouldn't waste time, and he didn't.
He left first.
In the square, the homeroom teachers of each class began to issue orders.
Some homeroom teachers criticized their students for not having the posture of martial artists and told them to keep standing.
Some homeroom teachers also asked students to introduce themselves to each other on the spot.
Several classes even sat on the floor and played a game of drop the handkerchief!
Yes, if you get caught, you have to run 100 laps around the square.
Games for children.
A group of people, their blood boiling, chased after him like madmen.
Dust filled the square.
Many students looked on with a sense of having learned something new.
Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to where you'll have class every day from now on."
He walked ahead, with a group of people following behind in perfect unison.
Su Yu suddenly thought that in another timeline, the first month of university life would also involve military training.
If this group of martial artists were to undergo military training, who knows what it would look like?
......
The "Tianzi Class" has its own teaching building at Peking University.
The classrooms, each 800 square meters in size, spanning both floors, broadened the students' horizons.
Yang Xiu randomly picked a class and went in.
"The Tianzi Teaching Building. There are sixteen buildings in the school, and this one will belong to our class from now on."
"Of course, if some of you are eliminated, you'll have to go to the martial arts teaching building for classes."
As Yang Xiu spoke, he turned on the large screen in the classroom.
There is a 500-square-meter arena in the center of the classroom.
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