The limit of Douluo Continent

Chapter 8 Notting College
The distance from Aodo Village to Notting City is not too far. Xiang Zeyu and his father arrived at noon that day, because Xiang Zeyu and his mother Zhao Liwei had visited Notting City several times, and Xiang Zeyu from Notting Junior Soul Master Academy had also visited Notting City. I have seen it from a distance several times, but it doesn't take others to show me the way.

In the distance they had seen a tall arch.The arches are 20 meters wide and ten meters high, and they are all repaired from hard rocks.There are two iron gates below, they are dark, Tang San can tell at a glance that they are made of high-quality fine iron.

Through the iron gate, one can see the winding paths leading to the secluded interior, a road leading directly to the interior, with tall trees on both sides.The arch is in the middle.There are four large characters, "Notting College."

Looking at the school close in front of him, Xiang Zeyu couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion: I finally came here, I don't know if Tang San and Xiao Wu are still in this academy.

As soon as Xiang Guangcheng brought Xiang Zeyu to the door, the dedicated young doorkeeper immediately blocked his way.

"This is not a place where everyone can go, you go back!"

"We are from Oduo Village. These are work-study students sent by my son Dan to our village this year." Xiang Guangcheng explained.

The concierge frowned and said, "Work-study students again? Why are there so many work-study students this year?"

"A work-study student again? Are there many work-study students this year?" Xiang Zeyu smiled and handed out the certificate issued by Wuhundian, "This is my certificate."

"Counting you, there are exactly three." The concierge looked at the certificate, and handed it back to Xiang Zeyu: "Do you know that you are already late, and school has already started today."

There are two more?Could it be Tang San and Xiao Wu?It would be great if it was them.

"We know that we are late because of some special circumstances in our family." Xiang Guangcheng explained.

The whole family has lost track of time, and this situation is indeed unique.

"The school has a rule that after the official opening of the college, no one can be let in by the way. What should I do?" The porter seemed to be embarrassed as he tapped his head with his fingers.

"We are here to register, how can we just let people in?" Xiang Guangcheng raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't your son unregistered?" The porter glanced at him and said contemptuously.

Xiang Zeyu can see it now, it seems that the concierge wants to get some benefits from them. With the idea that more things are worse than less things, Xiang Zeyu took out a silver coin from his waist and put it in the palm of his right hand, and went to shake hands with the concierge .

"We are late, this is our unintentional fault. I believe it is not too late to register now."

The concierge naturally saw Xiang Zeyu's actions, and he was naturally happy to shake hands with Xiang Zeyu, a "sensible" kid, but what he didn't expect was that Xiang Zeyu gave him a silver coin, and the generous Xiang Zeyu was immediately excited Aroused the greed of the porter.

Seeing Xiang Zeyu's actions, Xiang Guangcheng now understood that the school's regulations seemed to be the concierge's nonsense, and he looked at the concierge with a little anger in his eyes.

"Although I can't blame you all for this matter, it's still difficult for me to let you in." The porter rubbed his fingers greedily.

Xiang Zeyu frowned, and there was a little anger in his brows, but it was quickly hidden.Xiang Zeyu took out another silver coin from his body.

Two silver coins are enough for ordinary people to live a good life. Xiang Guangcheng stopped Xiang Zeyu with his hand, "Leave Zeyu alone, let's go to the principal and see if there is such a rule!"

"Can we go in and find the principal?" Xiang Zeyu asked back.

"We can wait, he will always come out." Xiang Guangcheng said angrily.

"If he doesn't come out for a few days, why don't we wait a few days?" Xiang Zeyu said.

Xiang Guangcheng was silent for a while, if the principal really didn't come for a few days, would he really have to wait for a few days?At the same time, I was very angry, why did the academy hire such a person as a guard?

"Could it be that he can only be left to do this?" Xiang Guangcheng said angrily.

Xiang Zeyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a solution."

"Hey! Have you discussed it yet?" The porter urged after waiting until he got bored.

"It's been discussed." Xiang Zeyu turned around and opened his palms, a silver soul coin was quietly lying in his hands, "Here are the things, you can get them yourself."

Seeing another silver soul coin, the greed in the gatekeeper's eyes became more serious. It really was a fat sheep, and if it was squeezed, there might be something to gain. The gatekeeper went straight to Xiang Zeyu and stretched out his hand to take the silver soul coin.

Xiang Guangcheng's face showed anger, he was very angry.

Xiang Zeyu's eyes were very calm, with a smile on his face, and when the concierge was about to get the silver soul coin, he spit out a few words from his mouth: "Blue silver grass, full of soul power innately."

The concierge froze and looked at Xiang Zeyu in disbelief, how could it be?How does this kid know what happened yesterday? Could it be that he was there yesterday?Or is he and that Tang San in the same group, to take revenge on himself?
Yesterday the concierge saw Tang San from Holy Soul Village. He was greedy and wanted to make a fortune from Tang San, but unfortunately he was finally caught by a man called a master.

The concierge still remembered what the master said last night, "This is the first and last time. If you do it again, you don't need to stay."

Seeing the concierge's expression, Xiang Zeyu immediately knew there was something going on, and the smile on his face became brighter, and he added fire without hesitation: "Master."

The concierge's eyes were wide open. He regretted it now. If he had known that he would not have squeezed that child named Tang San yesterday, he would not have been found out by the master. If he was not greedy and still wanted to squeeze these rural people, he would not He will be threatened by the child named Xiang Zeyu in front of him.

"It seems that you don't need this silver soul coin anymore." The porter stood there blankly for a long time before Xiang Zeyu took back the silver soul coin and turned to Xiang Guangcheng, "Dad, let's go!"

Xiang Guangcheng was a little puzzled, why did the concierge become like this in a blink of an eye, it seemed that his son had just said something to him.

Xiang Zeyu, who walked past the door, turned back to the porter and patted the porter, "Hey, I should go there to register."

The concierge pointed out a direction for Xiang Zeyu tremblingly.

"Thank you." Xiang Zeyu turned around and left in the direction pointed by the porter.

On the way, Xiang Guangcheng couldn't help asking Xiang Zeyu: "What did Zeyu say to your concierge just now, why did he suddenly become like this?"

"I just told him that I know the principal." Xiang Zeyu joked.

Will this reason be believed?
"Greed is the original sin..." Xiang Zeyu said.

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After asking for directions several times, Xiang Zeyu finally came to the Academic Affairs Office. There is only one teacher in his 60s correcting something. During this time period, the other teachers should have gone to lunch.

"Dong dong." Xiang Guangcheng knocked lightly on the door twice.

"Come in." The teacher stopped what he was doing, looked up at Xiang Guangcheng, "Who are you?"

"We are from Odo Village. My son is a work-study student in this village this year. I will bring him to register."

"Prove it." It doesn't matter why Xiang Zeyu was late, after all, there are some people who come late every year, but this year there is an extra freshman who is late.

Xiang Zeyu put the certificate on the table, the teacher moved the certificate over and looked at it, and said strangely: "Variation Martial Soul? It's still level seven."

Xiang Zeyu looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Wuhun mutation is rare." There was a teacher who was carefully registering in another workbook, and then returned the certificate to Xiang Zeyu, "Okay, you live in Room [-] of the dormitory building, and all work-students It's all there."

After speaking, he took out a packaged school uniform from the side and handed it to Xiang Zeyu.

"Thank you." Xiang Zeyu thanked the teacher.

(End of this chapter)