Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 100 Imperial Academic System
Glutinous rice fruit obviously did not consider these issues.

Hearing what Chen Yan said, the luster in her eyes dimmed.

Chen Yan looked at her lost look, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in her heart, and explained clumsily:
"I'm not trying to stop you from going to school...

It's just that before we go to school, we have to figure out some problems.

For example, the feasibility of work-study programs, the location of the school, the acceptance of Asians in the campus environment, what daily necessities need to be bought for school, pens or pencils, how to solve physical problems..."

Nuomi Guo looked at Chen Yan's mother-in-law, who was cautious and looked like an old mother, and suddenly felt that he was a little cute.

Ogami didn't understand these things, seeing that Chen Yan asked in detail, he didn't say much, just nodded along with his words, and ate the next piece of baked potato by the way.

Just listen to Chen Yan say:

"The empire implements the [dual-track system] schooling system.

The first track is from Preparatory Secondary School - Grammar School - Academic University.

The second track is from primary school to vocational middle school to vocational college.

The middle school here is the same concept as the high school, but the name is different.

As you have heard, under such a school system, you need to ensure that you can attend a better middle school. "

Nuomi Guo nodded, and carefully wrote down what Chen Yan said.

Chen Yan is not talking nonsense, this is all the information he got after careful investigation.

Before he entered the empire, he even considered entering a vocational university to learn a craft.

He gave up on this idea only after learning about the poor working environment in the empire.

Chen Yan continued:

"For some secondary schools, there is not even an exchange with an academic university.

This means that if you enter this kind of middle school, you can only study in vocational colleges in the future. "

Chen Yan explained:

"I'm not saying vocational colleges are bad.

I mean, for normal people like you and me..."

Here he paused and changed his words.

"For most people, going to a vocational college and learning a craft is the right thing to do.

90.00% of the people in the world are normal people who are not suitable for attending academic universities - not everyone has the patience to sit in a library or a laboratory all day.

Therefore, for the vast majority of these people, it is a very good choice to enter a vocational university, learn a craft, and come out early to make money. "

He changed his words.

"But as far as the current living environment of workers is concerned, I strongly advise you not to go to vocational college, let alone become a worker.

The living conditions of the workers in the empire were poor, and the factories did not consider the situation of the workers at all.

Women are used as men, men are used as animals, and even children are not spared-the empire condones the use of child labor in factories!
The wages of the workers are so low that even the social insurance provided by law is not guaranteed...”

Nuomi Guo was frightened by his words and couldn't say a word for a while.

Chen Yan took a sip of mint soup, moistened his throat, and calmed down, before continuing:
"So I strongly suggest that we first find out whether the graduation certificate issued by the choral church school will allow you to enter a grammar school or can only be used to enter a vocational school."

"If the diploma issued by the missionary school is only valid for the vocational secondary school... I suggest that it is better not to go to school for the time being."

Nuomi Guo has come to his senses, digested the information Chen Yan said, nodded and said: "That's right... I understand."

Ogami was taken aback when he heard it, but he also roughly understood what Chen Yan meant.

It's just that he is used to silence, so he didn't speak as usual.

Chen Yan was so serious that the baked potatoes in his hand were already out of temperature.

"In short... Going to school is a big matter, it is related to future development, and we must not make a decision lightly."

He made it clear what he meant, and the glutinous rice fruit was no longer lost.

"If that's the case, it's totally fine," she said with a smile.

Chen Yan took a bite of the cold baked potato, and thought inarticulately:
"If a diploma from a church school really qualifies you to go to a grammar school, then that's a good choice.

Wait for you to study in a missionary school for two years, get a diploma after graduation, and even take the diploma to the Immigration Bureau to apply for a refugee visa.

If you apply for a refugee visa, you can have official residency in the empire.

The most important thing is that once you get the official status, you don't have to be careful not to go out every day. "

Nuomi Guo was obviously very excited: "As long as you have a visa, it is equivalent to having an official identity, right?"

Chen Yan nodded:

"At the moment it is like this.

Because too many immigrants entered the country, the empire had no time to formulate new immigration laws.

Even if a new law is enacted, it must first be submitted by the local government, and a meeting must be held in the Imperial House of Representatives. After lengthy discussions and votes, the new law can be passed... probably like this.

I don't know the more specific process.

In any case, at this stage, as long as they meet the visa qualifications of the empire, obtaining a visa is equivalent to having permanent residency. "

Chen Yan drank the mint soup in one gulp, wiped his mouth, looked at the thoughtful glutinous rice fruit, and said:

"Once you have a visa, you will meet all the qualifications for studying in various academic universities in the empire.

You will come into contact with more knowledge and have the ability to make money by relying on this knowledge.

At that time, the real life begins..."

Glutinous Rice Fruit nodded: "I'll ask again tomorrow."

Chen Yan choked on a mouthful of baked potatoes, and quickly waved: "Don't..."

He coughed hard several times before he coughed up the baked potatoes.

Looking at the confused glutinous rice fruit, Chen Yan whispered:
"After all, your identities are sensitive now. There will be a general election recently. Street police patrols will become more and more frequent. If you are seen, you may be deported..."

It doesn't matter if you are caught, Ogami is so good at fighting, a few police officers with guns are not enough for him to cut twice.

But I'm unlucky, I don't even know how to use a kitchen knife, if something like that happens, wouldn't I just wait to be caught...

Even if Ohgami can save me, I don't want to be rescued by him... I still want to live in the Empire. Once that happens, my time in the Empire will be over.

The crime of sheltering black households is not much lighter than illegal entry.

Chen Yan patted his chest: "So, this matter is on me!"

Glutinous Rice Fruit stood up, came to the dining table, bent down and bowed ninety degrees.

"Then please, my landlord!"

Hey, this Ying country person is good at everything, but he has a lot of etiquette...

Chen Yan wanted to get up to help her, but was pressed down by Ogami.

With a potato in his mouth, Ogami gave Chen Yan a "no problem" look with a "natural" expression on his face.

Ah this...

Is it the rules of the Sakura people...

Chen Yan had no choice but to accept this bow in embarrassment and suffering. Just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door behind him.

(End of this chapter)