Terra copy, but the enlightenment stream/I am a mentor in Terra

After six months of living away from artillery fire, they seemed to have lost their respect for Kazdaele.

Such graduates will not survive long term, nor will they be able to carry the weight of Kazdaele’s cultural reconstruction.

Clearing his throat, Luo Ya said seriously: "Everyone is free to write an article, and I will decide whether you graduate or not. Otherwise, you will have to study for another half year."

Ideological education is not very successful, and Loya has to bear this responsibility.

The big and fat Sakaz students didn't dare to say anything. They looked at each other, a little confused. They didn't know why Loya suddenly became angry.

Meteor and Minjiao were the most agile, so they picked up the pen and started writing.

Seeing the principal's two "daughters" starting to write, they also immersed themselves in writing.

Half a year later, students are no longer holding back a word for half a day, at least now they can hold a paragraph for half a day.

Loya's stern face softened a bit.

Leave the classroom while they are writing and hold on to the railing in the hallway.

The armistice conference was about to be finalized, but Loya couldn't be happy.

Universities, students, civil war, foreign forces' targeting...these troubles are always lingering.

It’s not that easy to be a hero.

Thinking about it, there was a commotion in the classroom. Luo Ya looked back and saw that the group of boys gathered around the meteor and quickly dispersed after a few seconds. He didn't know what they were trying to do.

Just as he was about to go and take care of it, Mingjiao suddenly rushed out.

"Principal, look at me."

She smiled and handed over the article she had written, titled "My Brother Principal."

After browsing it, Loya readily gave it an "A".

To be fair, Mingjiao has a good foundation and can write articles very fluently after studying for half a year. She is considered the best among this group of students.

Afterwards, students started bringing articles over.

The choice of words and sentences basically passed the test. There were no major errors in language logic, but the writing was ugly - Loya did not impose any requirements on this.

After reading about ten or twenty articles, Loya's communicator rang. There were some things at The Shining that he needed to finalize. The rest had to be collected by Meteor and waited for time to read.

As for graduation... Loya was slightly hesitant.

Meteor's academic level and survival ability are sufficient, and of course he can graduate, but others...

They were not ready yet and were allowed to graduate but stay in school for half a year.

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After the matter was settled, Luo Ya was about to go to the office to sit down, but was intercepted by Ming Jiao and Yue Xing and dragged away to take graduation photos.

There was no photographer, so Loya had to act as himself.

night.

Before going back to the dormitory, Loya went to the office and turned on the system. Today he unlocked a new picture album.

It's exactly the same as the one I took, the system is just being lazy.

The background is the lifeless clouds in the sky, Central Park that is not a park, and a teaching building that is only two stories high.

Since we couldn't find a ladder bracket, the back row was padded with wooden boxes of different heights, which looked particularly funny.

Luo Ya was naturally in the C position in the middle, with smiling meteors and peppers standing on the left and right. He felt very quiet, but the expressions and movements of the other students were very strange.

Some are making faces, some are extending their thumbs, some are blinking...

Kazdaele's depression and panic seemed to have no effect on them at all.

Forget it, let them go.

Loya glanced at the title of the picture one last time: "Mentors, and Mentors of Mentors."

Pretty good at giving gold...

"I'd better lend you some good words."

Loya turned off the system and continued to review graduation articles.

Out of habit, Loya only turned on the lamp beside the table.

The dim light gives a small area of ​​light around it a different artistic conception.

Open the remaining articles and read them carefully one by one. Most of the grades are "B" or "C".

The last article was actually a letter.

I counted the number of papers and found that there were 31 in total, so this letter was an extra one.

Luo Yarao read it with interest. It was a joint letter with crooked words written on it:

"Our principal and teacher——Mr. Loya:"

"We came here just because we were impulsive and simply liked you, so we learned these bullshit words, but many people couldn't stand it and wanted to leave."

"I've been under gunfire for decades, but I don't know what the words in the book mean, and why I need to learn them."

"Sister Yuexing said, let's learn first. If we go out now, we will die. We might as well live here. I thought so, so I started to learn."

"But after such a long time, I learned something."

The letter suddenly stopped here, and the topic suddenly changed:

"You told us in the first class that you would give yourself a name when you graduate, and we all still remember it."

"Now the name has been decided."

"After that, I want to go all over Kazdaele to talk to those warmongers and teach Sakaz, who is as hot-headed as us."

"We will die miserably, but let's die."

"We are not afraid of death. Those who are afraid of death will not be here now."

"And even if we die, I will tell my students, and let him tell his students why we died, and ask them to die too."

"Just like you taught us all along."

"So, Principal Loya, let's graduate."

"Let us be the most brutal executioners and murderers in Kazdaele - just like you."

There are also a lot of names written at the bottom of the joint letter.

It means "home", "future", "peace", "dedication"...

In half a year, these words have been deeply ingrained in their minds.

Loya smiled silently.

Then let it go.

Now that you think you're ready, go for it.

Raise the banner of Kazdaele cultural renaissance, which must be stained with blood

——No matter what the result is.

Chapter 51 The flowering period of phoenix orchid

On February 1094, 2, the Tower of Babel, the Military Council, and the University issued a joint proclamation.

The two kings Theresia and Tracy will meet at Kazdaele University on February 2 to hold an armistice conference.

"Whenever I have free time, I will definitely file a report."

Throwing a few newspapers in his hand on the table with some anger, Loya crossed his legs.

The Shining picked up the newspapers. They were from Victoria, Colombia, and Letania.

The titles and content are consistent, for example: "February 2th: The Most Ridiculous Day in Kazdaele", "Loya, Sakaz's Chief Clown"

More authoritative experts commented on the armistice meeting: "It was just an episode in the Kazdaele Civil War, a stupid act committed by the president of a stupid university."

The expert’s ethnicity is Sacaz and his nationality is Colombian.

Shining said helplessly: "You don't have to care about these remarks at all."

"But if they keep talking, I will become 50."

Loya knocked on the table, feeling that worrying about these things had shortened his life by ten years.

Besides, he didn't say it casually.

There is now little hope of an armistice, and if one is to be prepared to fail, it is indeed necessary to establish a press to control public opinion.

"What did Theresia say?"

"Your Highness agrees to a truce."

"Where's Tracy?"

"The general wishes to have a talk with you," Flashington paused. "Do you want me to prepare matters for the newspaper office?"

Luo Ya waved his hand: "You already have a lot to do, so I can't bother you with everything."

As he stood up, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the flowerpot on the windowsill, with a flower planted in it.

"This is?"

"Ah, Yan Ke put it here, saying it would make you feel better."

"what."

This little bit of kindness really made my mood a lot better. Loya calmed down and said:

"Okay, don't they want to see a joke? Let's make the scene bigger... When will the cars on both sides leave?"

"November 2."

"Well."

Loya took out the school map and pointed to the high platform in the center.

"The conference will be held here on February 2. Anyone can come and let me have a say."

"No, absolutely not," Shining vetoed without thinking, "This is too dangerous. You know the situation."

"But I have to come forward." Luo Ya said solemnly.

Now most people have pinned their hopes on this meeting, but the armistice is bound to fail, but thinking about it from another perspective is quite different.

Loya could have written a manuscript to make this meeting a historic meeting. Although it failed, it took a new step. After all, there will be a second time if there is a first time.

"No, I cannot agree."

The Shining refused to agree to anything.

The security problem is too great. Foreign forces will definitely take the opportunity to sneak in and assassinate Loya, and take this opportunity to frame Theresia or Tresis. By then, the civil war will enter an even more tragic situation.

But safety is actually the least of your worries.

With the buff of the main position, Loya can check the enemy's situation at any time.

He also knows how many people are looking forward to his death (such as the readers in front of the screen)

"Of course I won't go on stage alone, you will stand behind me when the time comes."

As a former Sin Absolver, Shining is an expert in both swordsmanship and medical skills.

With the support of the system's main position, safety is not a problem.

The two fought for nearly half an hour, and finally ended with The Shining's compromise.

After lunch, Luo Ya was about to take a nap, but suddenly he remembered that he hadn't seen Yan Ke for a long time.

Instead of being in a daze, it was better to look for him, so he went to Yanke's residence.

Because of his personality, Yan Ke lived in a single room, and Luo Ya also arranged for him to have floor-to-ceiling windows so that this gloomy man could always face the light during the day.

Knocked on the door and found that the door was not locked at all.

After entering, there was only one bed and many flower pots. Loya walked over and squatted down. The small white flowers inside had withered for a long time. It seemed that no one had taken care of them for a long time.

"What's the matter with you?"