Welcome To the Power Supremacy Empire

Of course, study hard and make progress every day.

Xia Ming rolled his eyes secretly.

Even if it is about power supremacy, in essence, it is still a school that trains students. What's more, this is a school built by the country with a lot of resources to cultivate outstanding talents. Is it so painful that students can't play with it?

Is it true that money can be burned for fun?

But of course, this so-called ‘learning’ is different from regular learning, and Xia Ming clearly knows this.

Otherwise, he didn't care about it, how could Horikita Lingyin, a schoolmaster, be assigned to this crane-end class.

"Right, let me tell you one more thing."

In a silent environment, Chazhu Sae’s voice sounded again, with a little joking in her tone: "This school is famous for its enrollment rate and employment rate. There are even rumors that if you can graduate here, it will almost You can go to any place for employment and study. Many of you are probably aiming at this point, right?"

"Unfortunately, this world is not so gentle. It will allow you cranes to realize your desire to choose your way out at will."

"If you want to get the school's guarantee in this regard, you must be promoted to-Class A."

"--what?!"

A boy wearing glasses stood up, and Xia Ming looked over curiously. This person, if I remember correctly, is called Yukimura Teruhiko? Glancing at the poster on the blackboard, his grades are among the top three. It seems that this is also a schoolmaster.

As far as his personal grades are concerned, he is already good enough, so it has nothing to do with him if he fails to drop out of school or something, but seeing how excited he is, he is probably the kind of person Sazhu Sae just mentioned, eager to get from this school. , The person who got the way out: "What's going on?! I have never heard of this kind of thing before. Isn't this a fraud!?"

"Huh? Fraud?"

Chazhu Sae said amusedly: "Didn’t I tell you, those are all rumors, and how to comment on the school, it’s not the school’s final say, you easily believed those illusory rumors, but now you want to Blame the rumored school? Are you a kid?"

"——!"

Chazhu Sae's words were too realistic for Yukimura Teruhiko to refute, and he could only sit down unwillingly.

"It seems that you have fully understood how cruel the environment you are in now."

The head teacher, Chazhu Sae, watched the silent people in Class D a few times and said in a relaxed tone: "In this case, my lengthy tutoring is not a waste of effort."

——Counsel...?

Unlike the usual silence, scattered among this cheerful class before, Xia Ming looked around and nodded slightly.

Chazhu Sae's words today may seem cruel to the students in Class D, but it is a blessing to be able to experience this cruelty ‘safely’, if they are not decadent because of it.

This highly educated college of higher learning, no matter how "cruel" Chazhu Sae describes it, it is always a school for cultivating social talents in a normal society.

Compared with society, schools can never get rid of the nickname of "ivory tower", because in the outside world, you can never "see clearly" cruelty.

Highly bred colleges and universities, a huge semi-closed college island, but compared with society, it is just a corner.

In this semi-closed environment, it is a good thing for the students to experience the ‘cruel’ and let them think about how to break the ‘cruel’?

——Of course it’s a good thing. There’s no doubt about it, because a fall is undoubtedly better than a fall.

However, Xia Ming has reservations about this.

Because it is precocious, it is not necessarily a good thing.

For example-Karuizawa Megumi.

"There is still a month or so before the mid-term exam, so you can think hard, and then try your best to find a way to avoid dropping out."

--Snapped.

The bell rang when the morning meeting ended, and Sazhu Sae put away the two posters and left the classroom.

"..."

Ways to avoid dropping out.

Of the seven students who have this trouble, some of them lowered their heads decadently, and even some of those who were hovering on the pass line could not help showing anxiety, while the other students were immersed in their own troubles, or It is because of the point problem, or because there is no way out of the school.

All in all, Class D was once again caught in a lively environment, but this time the cause of the lively was quite different from the past.

Xia Ming looked to both sides.

Sakura Airi, the child lowered his head as always, not knowing what he was thinking. Her test results this time were ranked within the top ten in the class. If this were her normal performance, there would be no risk of dropping out during the midterm exam.

It usually looks frugal, and the most extravagant one is probably the digital camera that I bought last weekend, right? Looking at it this way, she probably doesn't have any personal points worry.

With regard to the issue of class ranking and school security, she was not affected by her facial expressions, and she still lowered her head timidly as before.

This child is unexpectedly relieved?

Xia Ming couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Sakura Airi is worry-free, and judging from her cowardly disposition that likes to hide and squeeze, it is still not completely conclusive.

However, there is no need to say more about another person who basically writes everything on his face.

Xia Ming turned his head and looked at Horikita Ruzune who was writing and drawing in the notebook.

"Are you calculating the formula for calculating points?"

"I'm sorting out the data."

Horikita Lingyin looked indifferent, and said without looking back: "It's just the result of the first review. I want to figure out the specific calculation formula. It's a bit too ignorant."

Xia Ming blinked. Indeed, they don't even have comparison data now. What is the formula?

"Then, what do you think?"

"..."

"You lost."

"..."

"Remember to get my bag for me."

"...Why do people like you have a girlfriend?"

Horikita Lingyin turned his head, glared at Xia Ming and said, "Sprinkle salt on someone else's wound, why don't you just do it again?"

"Am I that bad?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, it's not like it at all."

"Well—"