MTL - The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Today is the first day of the 60th Middle School.

Oh no, to be precise, it should be the day when the foundation universities of the whole country are unified.

Xi Huaxiu has always advocated that there is no education policy that does not lead to perfection. The cultural accumulation of thousands of years is no furnishing. Scheduled school, morning class, scheduled lunch break, and then scheduled school, you must wear school uniforms ... These campus rules, which have been in the history books for hundreds of years, are still intact.

The school uniform was sent to their home by space delivery last night when Wang Lingzhi simply noodles.

Blue and white sports school uniforms, on the back of the school uniforms, a large elite class "fine" was also deliberately printed ...

Although he had prepared enough psychologically for a long time, the style of the school uniform still made Wang Ling take a breath.

He understands any reason.

For thousands of years of cultural precipitation, it is normal to promote national culture ... But can Nima's aesthetics improve slightly? ? What the **** is that "fine" on the back of the school uniform? The privilege of the elite class?

Wang Wangling looked horizontally and vertically, and felt that the inspiration and creativity of this school uniform absolutely copied the style of clothing of ancient death prisoners three thousand years ago. They usually printed a "dead" character on the front and back of the clothes.

If there are improvements, it is not without them. All the pockets on the school uniform are almost storage space, and the capacity is so large that it is almost useless. In a real sense, the Huaxiuguo General Administration of Education promulgated the policy of reducing the burden for thousands of years.

But obviously, these are not the points.

For Wang Ling, how to deal with the next day of extremely fucking, this is the top priority.

出发 Starting from the small villa of the Wang family in the urban-rural junction, it is still 10,000 miles away from the 60th middle school. Wang Ling almost turned into a wind, ran on the field streets in the countryside, and ran to the school gate in less than two minutes.

After all, I had the experience of buying crispy noodles not far from 30,000 miles as a child. This 10,000-mile journey was too easy for Wang Ling, and his face was not flushed and gasped.

Today is the first day of school. The director of the teaching department and several school leaders personally came to the door to welcome the new students.

By chance, Wang Ling just ran to the corner, and Da Lao Yuan heard the voice of several people talking.

听说 "I heard that a freshman got an SSS rating yesterday?"

"Yes, President Chen, this person is called Wang Ling and has been assigned to the elite class."

原来 "That's it ... It seems that this classmate will definitely make a difference in the future. So, this classmate Wang Ling, is it a male or female classmate?" President Chen asked.

"It's a male classmate."

Principal Chen expressed a pitiful look on his face: "Ah, now the male classmates are very savvy. If this Wang Ling classmate is a female classmate, I wouldn't mind calling him to the office and personally guiding him to study. "

The leaders of the campus, who were led by Director Shi, all showed a pity of regret.

King Wang Ling: "..."

He rectified his uniform, Wang Ling walked calmly into the school gate, bowed and saluted, and no one recognized who he was. The reason is very simple. As early as on his way to the sixtieth middle school, he has already performed one of the three thousand magical powers.

The biggest difference between and ordinary Yirong surgery is that this superpower is so powerful that it can completely change its face, change fingerprints and even DNA structure, even if it uses advanced science and technology, it cannot be detected.

In contrast, Yi Rongshu, an ancient method based on makeup, can be detected immediately by any electronic eye on the street and promptly report it to the police.

In this way, Wang Ling successfully avoided the eyes of several leaders at the school entrance and successfully entered the school ... Although the process was a bit difficult, Wang Ling felt that it was all worthwhile.

All cheers and applause are superfluous to Wang Ling.

From childhood to age, what Wang Ling hopes most is a quiet environment that allows him to calm down and study well, but unfortunately, these aspirations have never been realized by Tamar.

Some people say that God has closed the door and will open a window.

The situation facing Wang Ling was obviously more bitter. God not only opened the door and window to him, but also caused a vigorous sandstorm outside the window ...

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There are three classes in the high school, which are located on the first floor of the teaching building of the 60th middle school.

From the geographical point of view, walking out of the front door of the classroom is a women's toilet, walking out of the back door is a men's toilet, and it is also the school's closest class to the cafeteria. Every time at noon in the school, I can see a group of elites holding up their tableware and quickly arriving at the battlefield ahead. This is absolutely a magnificent scenery.

The current school is not as good as it used to be. It has fewer courses, but it has a lot of class hours, and it strictly combines the trend of the current era of cultivation. There is no need to say more about physical capacity training, what are the symbols of runes, spiritual water control, fire control, alchemy, etc ... The basic courses such as these occupy the entire senior year of Wang Ling.

The first stage of higher education is an important process of laying the foundation. Despite these things, Wang Ling hit his mother's womb without a teacher. But you still have to pretend you don't know, take each class well, and try your best to get a middle grade.

Every time Wang Ling thinks of these broken things, he feels sore.

Friendship has always been Wang Ling's weak point. Sixty middle schools are divided into two elite classes. Wang Ling's class has a total of fifteen students.

After an emotional run-in in the morning of selecting class officials, Wang Ling only remembered the names of a few people.

The first to bear the brunt was Sun Rong, who was directly elected as the squad leader by the full number of votes. The young lady of the Huaguo Water Curtain Group, in the late period of foundation, boasted of a modern standard beauty girl, and she was beautiful and decent, which was the impression that Sun Rong tried to shape. Seems to be perfect, but the psychological drama is enough to weave a large-scale mother-in-law family ethical tragedy drama that no one can write for 5,000 years;

Second, sports member Chen Chao. At the peak of the late foundation period, one of the most promising young men to be promoted to the Jindan period, was born in the ancient martial arts family, and is also a muscular brother who is keen on fitness. Probably the most energetic person in the whole school, always inexplicably, will be excited, and then leave a kind of tragic enchantment;

Third, Guo Hao, the representative of the ideological and political class. In the late period of foundation building, Zu Shang ran a pet shop. By the time of Grandpa Guo Hao's generation, he had evolved into a beast business. From time to time, I bring a parrot called Erdan to sing the double reed, and sometimes I ’m stunned and disadvantaged. Send nickname-Master of Two Eggs;

Fourth, Li Xuanjing is the one who is most alert to Wang Ling. It sounds like a girl's name, but it is a rough man with a height of 1.99 meters. As the name implies, taciturn words may be a rather humble existence in the class. However, the most important thing is that Wang Ling found that his "He Xintong" magical power could not work on this person. There is absolutely no way to pre-read this person's thoughts.

This kind of situation is quite rare. There are only two cases that can avoid Wang Ling's reading. The first is that he has a powerful magic weapon on his body, which shields Wang Ling's spiritual power signals. The second is that the person is simple enough without any clues.

In any case, in Wang Ling's eyes, Li Xuanjing is a time bomb that can be detonated at any time, which is not conducive to hiding his identity.

In short, the above four people are all the targets of Wang Ling's decision to take strict precautions.

At the end of the lesson, there was a rush of noise in the class. Wang Ling glanced at the noisy environment and couldn't help sighing. It is too difficult for Tamar to hide his identity in this deep and hot environment.

I glanced at the time, Wang Ling took out a copy of "One Spell and One Sack" from the space bag of the school uniform and put it on the table.

The bell for class just happened at the moment.

In the interval of less than one ten-thousandth of a second after the bell rang, a middle-aged woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and ponytails was rushing into the door, stepped on the podium, and let it down The blue roster in hand: "I was still in the office, and I heard your voices all over the hallway! You are the elite of the school. What kind of system is noisy?"

中 This middle-aged woman is called Pan Shengcong, the head teacher of Elite Class · High School Class 1 and Class 3, and also Wang Lingyan's fifth target ...