this novel is healthy

Chapter 13
At this time, the teacher did not appear in the group, not because of the melancholy in his heart, but because the professor of the liberal arts school had already arrived.

"Principal, according to the rules, people from the College of Arts should come to take people away after school this afternoon. But it's still morning, why are people here now?" The teacher asked after being called into the meeting room by the principal.

"I don't know, maybe something happened. But if you come in the morning, come in the morning, take him away early, and we will be safe!" the principal said indifferently.

"But principal, in case..."

"What if? Are you still worried that someone won't be able to get a gift from God in the afternoon?" The principal couldn't help laughing, "I have been the principal for decades, and I have never seen anyone break through on the afternoon of the 60th day. .In the 180-year history of our school, there has never been such a thing.”

"Geniuses will get the heaven-sent literary contract in the first three days. Talents will usually get the heaven-sent literary contract within two weeks, and ordinary people like you and me can get the heaven-sent literary contract within one month. The first There are very few people who get their literary contracts in two months. In fact, many times I think it is unnecessary to keep these students here for two months. It would be better to let them work hard in the society after one month. Keep wasting time in school!"

"You are also a teacher with more than ten years of work experience. You don't really think that it will be like the plot in the novel, where the last day and the last moment of qualification will appear!"

"Yes!" What else could the teacher say, he could only nod.

As soon as the principal's voice fell, the professors from the School of Arts had already entered the meeting room.This is a tall, middle-aged woman about 40 years old, with a badge hanging on her chest, with a capital number five printed on it, supplemented by various exquisite patterns.

The teachers at the scene who saw this badge were taken aback. According to the reading power of each author, the Writers Association bestowed these authors with different titles
Newcomers who have just become contracted authors and do not have any grades are not counted. Most of the authors are divided into grades 1-5, which are called titles.

Among them, the level 5 author is the highest level in the title.Authors of this level are rare in a city, and in the Academy of Arts, they are enough to serve as the dean of a work classification.

So the teachers at the scene were all taken aback. After all, the professors who brought newcomers away in the past were at most third-level authors, but this time the ones who came were fifth-level authors, and the standards were a bit scary.

And these teachers on the scene, although they are basically contracted authors, except for the principal, most of them are only first-level authors, and they are not strong enough to fight, or the ability to read articles has declined severely. Many teachers even I no longer update the novel, otherwise I wouldn’t be a teacher in the school. Now there is a shortage of manpower everywhere, and those who are really capable have to fight instead of hiding in the school.

The fifth-level author seemed to be aware of the surprise of the crowd, and he forced a smile and said, "Hello everyone, my pen name is Yanlong Hansha, and everyone can call me Hansha. There was an accident in Xishan District yesterday. A large-scale mapping incident, the professor of the School of Arts who was scheduled to come here to pick up the newcomers unfortunately died in the battle, and it happened that my home was nearby, so I took over the job."

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm here to pick up people and leave. I won't cause you any trouble. Don't be restrained!"

"Yes!" The teachers nodded in agreement.

"Okay, teachers, please introduce the basic situation of the students in your class who have received the literary appointment from heaven!" Yanlong Hansha said.

"Yes, let me introduce Xu Mengyu in our class first!" Logically speaking, the teacher of class 3 should report first according to the order of the class, but the teacher of class 12 rushed to stand up, triumphantly The introduction said, "Xu Mengyu is a genius. The novel "Fingertip Lover" written by her is a rare masterpiece in the urban romance category. I got a godsend essay on the night after the essay test, and the number of collections has exceeded 000. Well, according to her own feelings, she should already have 3000~4000 points of reading power in her body."

"Oh!" Hearing the teacher's introduction, Yanlong Hansha's eyes lit up instantly. If he really has the reading power of more than 3000, then he is eligible to obtain the first-level title and become a first-level contracted author.

So Yanlong Hansha asked more details about Xu Mengyu, nodded repeatedly, and showed a rare smile on his face, "This is a rare genius, you will take me to meet him later, I want to talk to Xu Mengyu." Talk to her!"

"Yes!" The teacher's face was also full of a smug smile, after all, the student's glory is his own glory.

It's just that there will never be an outstanding genius like Xu Mengyu again. The one with the best grades only got the godsend letter on the 8th day, and the remaining three people only got the godsend letter in the second half of the month. .

And these are all the students in the entire Shajing School who have received the divine appointment.

"Okay, if there is no one else, then everyone will be busy on their own. Today is the last day of the graduating class. I believe that teachers and students still have a lot to say, so I won't delay everyone here too much. It's time!" After Yanlong Hansha finished speaking, she was about to leave.

Teacher Liu Xu, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but said at this moment, "Professor Hansha, it's still early at this time. If some students get a heaven-sent literary appointment this afternoon, will they still have a chance to study in the Academy of Arts?"

"What?" Yanlong Hansha turned her head and looked at Liu Xu's teacher in surprise. She had never been asked this question before, because she never considered that someone would just get a gift from heaven on this last day.

"I have never encountered such a situation! I have never heard of such a situation in other schools." Yanlong Hansha said after hesitating for a while, "But everything is done according to the system of the Academy of Arts. The regulations of the Academy of Arts are Before school is over at 5:30 this afternoon, all students who have received a gift from God can enter the School of Literature."

"But I have something to do today, so I can't wait until this time. Teacher, if your student gets a god-given appointment within this time frame, you can call me, and I will arrange for him to enroll." After finishing speaking, Yan Longhan Sha took the initiative to hand a business card to Liu Xu's teacher, and then left without looking back.

"You, why don't you give up!" The principal shook his head and left helplessly, while teacher Liu Xu held his business card tightly and returned to the classroom, seeing that Liu Xu was still writing seriously at this time.

The teacher didn't dare to speak, but opened the group, and talked about the situation of the meeting in the group.

"Everyone, let's make another wave, there are only a few hours left!" The group leader whose name has been changed to Botao still said in the group.

"Forget it, we have been working hard for Amway these days, but the beginning of this book is too uncomfortable. After reading the first three chapters, many of my friends said that they couldn't read it at all. Among the 10 people, I am afraid that only One who has read the entire book carefully!" A group of friends said helplessly.

"I am in the same situation as you. It is true that only 1/10 people will seriously read the entire book. But the magic is that after reading all the chapters, there is no one who does not say that this is a good book. Now these Everyone is helping us to promote Romance of the Three Kingdoms to other friends!" said another group member.

"That's right!" The previous group of friends sent a clenched fist expression and said, "If that's the case, let's make one last fight!"

At this time, in the working group with more than 60 people, everyone is working hard for the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and the teacher has been staring at the classroom, looking forward to the appearance of that ray of light.

However, until the bell rang after school in the evening, the heaven-sent literary appointment never appeared.

But at this time, the whole class began to cheer, because it means that their student career is over, they no longer need to be trapped in this small classroom, they can wander in this world and enjoy their free life .

This is naturally something worth applauding, so it is said that none of the students in the class can get the heaven-sent letter, but it is normal if they can't get it. It is not that difficult to admit that they are ordinary people.

"No chance!" The teacher sighed, hesitated for a while, walked to Liu Xu's side and said, "Liu Xu, what are you going to do in the future?"

"Find a job, live hard and earnestly, and support yourself!"

"Then are you willing to continue writing?"

"I will finish writing the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but that's all!" Liu Xu replied, the teacher nodded, and then patted Liu Xu on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, maybe tonight, your god-given literary appointment will come to an end." arrive."

"But tonight is still your graduation dinner with all your classmates. Let's have a good meal together! There is still a lot of class fees left in our class!" The teacher said with a smile, Liu Xu waited, and followed the laughing students, walked out of the classroom.

At this time, the sky had already dimmed, and everyone seemed to see a star hanging in the sky in the distance, but the star seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, drawing a silver-white curve in the sky, and then swept towards everyone Come.

Many people screamed, thinking it was a meteor or something from the sky, but the star braked suddenly, and finally slowly floated in front of Liu Xu.

In the end, the star turned into a scroll, and the scroll spread out to the right, and silver-white text slowly emerged on the scroll, leaving only the signature blank, waiting for his master to sign his name here.

God-given Wenyue, here we come!
(End of this chapter)