Chapter Fifty-Five: The Big Brother's World Is Really Difficult to Understand

Shanghai Wuhan University, teaching area, central building.

As the tallest and largest building in the teaching area and geographically located in the center of the island, the leaders of Wuhan University set up their offices in the central building.

The central building looks like it has 100 floors, but in fact there are only 50 floors inside, because the height of each floor is more than six meters, and the height of the lobby on the first floor even reaches an astonishing 20 meters, highlighting its grandeur.

Inside the central building, the higher the floor of the office, the higher the person's status in Shanghai Wuda.

Central Building, forty-nine floors.

Vice-principal Wen Jin sat in his office, looking at a form in his hand, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

Because this form is the number of new students enrolled this year, and this number exceeds 3,000.

"Hmph, I said that the number of students enrolled each year is 1,000, but it turns out to be more than that every time!" Wen Jin looked at the number of people above, feeling very dissatisfied.

A large number of people means that the school spends a lot of energy. If these people pass the assessment, the learning points spent in the first month will reach an astronomical figure.

Five learning points per person, one learning point is equal to 100,000 credit points, 5,000 learning points for 1,000 people, a total of 500 million credit points.

Now the number of people has tripled. Even if some people fail the basic test, more than half of the people will be screened out, and this number is not small.

Wenjin somewhat misses three hundred years ago, that era was called the information age, and everything could be obtained online.

In that era, the application for the examination had to be completed on the website. The school set up the score line and application criteria, and only sent admission notices to 1,000 people after enrolling 1,000 people. It would never recruit one more person.

As a result, due to the invasion of alien beasts, the whole world's network was paralyzed. Even after several years of development, the Internet was only used in a small area.

For example, Wuhan University, the magic city, has a network inside, but this network can only reach the magic city at most, and it can't even reach the neighboring cities.

Candidates who apply for Shanghai Wuhan University every year come from all over China, from all over the world. They have no way to screen these students one by one and notify them one by one.

This has also led to the number of students exceeding their own enrollment line every year, and among these freshmen, those with poor foundations can only be transferred to liberal arts classes.

Every year when the school starts, Wenjin suffers from headaches.

There are three vice-principals in the magical capital of Wuhan University, but Wen Jin is in charge of the school's enrollment.

"Since the past few years, there have been complaints from the parents of the students that they cannot enter martial arts classes with good test scores, but can only enter liberal arts classes; while students with lower grades than them can instead be admitted to martial arts classes."

"It's not because you only focus on studying and neglect physical exercise. You stay up all night studying and forgetting to eat and sleep. The children's bones can't stand it!" Wen Jin couldn't help complaining.

It's not us who are wrong, you parents come to me to complain about what to do.

However, this year, the higher authorities have given some instructions to allow some freshmen with good test scores but poor physical fitness to be admitted to martial arts classes. Wen Jin is considering how many students should arrange for this number.

"However, if this is the case, it means that a group of freshmen with poor grades need to be eliminated. This is not a small matter. You need to discuss it with the old principal!"

Wen Jin thought about it, and felt that this matter was not a big event, but if it was not implemented properly, it might have a certain degree of impact on the reputation of Wuhan University in Shanghai.

He stepped into the elevator and went straight up to the fifty floors.

The fiftieth floor is very large, but apart from a reception hall, there is only one office.

The owner of this office is the old principal of Wuhan University in Shanghai.

"Old Xing?"

When the door opened, he saw a gray-haired old man with a hunchback mopping the floor in the hall, he could not be Lao Xing.

"Vice Principal Wen, you are here to find the principal too!" Lao Xing looked back at the visitor and greeted with a smile.

"Is the principal receiving someone?" Wen Jin asked curiously, looking at the closed office door in front of him.

"Did you forget that at this time last year, Master Li Mu also took time to come here!"

"It turns out that Master Li Mu has already arrived!"

When Wen Jin heard this name, his expression was awe-inspiring. At the same time, remembering this incident, the other party probably came to see his granddaughter again.

This Mr. Li Mu is a real big shot, the kind who is indomitable. He is famous for his violent temper in front of outsiders, and he is unsmiling, but he only loves his granddaughter who is now studying in Shanghai.

"In that case, let's wait, after all, Master Li Mu is inside!" Wen Jin sat in the reception hall after hearing this, and chose to wait.

But after sitting down this time, Wen Jin felt a little regretful.

Because the movement from the principal's room was too loud, even if this office is soundproof, it still depends on who is making the noise inside.

The old headmaster is a strong man in the inner alchemy realm of the eighth-level martial arts, and this Lord Li Mu is even more amazing. The voices of the two of them inside even penetrated the soundproof wall, and even the entire reception hall could hear Clearly.

And while the two were talking, they started arguing again.

"Old man Lin, if my daughter hadn't been blind back then, she would have taken a fancy to your kid!"

"The surname Li, who are you talking about? You, what happened to my son, my son was also a dragon and phoenix in the past, a good-looking talent, and there were hundreds of women chasing him in the imperial capital of Wuda!"

"Hmph, why don't you let me brag, there were so many young talents who chased my daughter back then, which one is worse than your son of a bitch!"

"Who are you calling that old turtle!"

"I didn't scold you, you thought it yourself!"

"you……"

Wen Jin sighed, Master Li Mu came here last year, and ended up in a quarrel with the old principal in the end, and they broke up unhappy. I didn't expect it to be like this this year.

Could this be the legendary Huanxi in-laws? The world of the boss is really hard to understand!

"Hmph, I'm going to see my lovely granddaughter now, so I won't talk nonsense with you here!"

boom!

The door of the office was pushed open, and a tall, square-faced middle-aged man walked out with a cold face.

Wen Jin wanted to say hello to the other party, but after seeing the other party's face and feeling an invisible pressure, the raised hand froze in the air.

The middle-aged man walked straight through the hall, walking like a tiger, full of aura, until he disappeared in the elevator, and the pressure in the entire reception hall gradually weakened.

"Hmph, good old boy, your granddaughter is not my granddaughter!"

The voice of the old principal came from the office, obviously he was still a little unconvinced.

"Wenjin is outside, come in and talk...wait!"

The old headmaster glanced at the office, especially when he saw the few flowerpots that had been shattered by invisible pressure due to the violent quarrel just now, his face was heartbroken.

"Forget it, let me come out. It's a pity that the newly bought potted flowers, I must let that old boy pay me back!"

Wen Jin glanced at the office, and sure enough, he saw many shattered flowerpots.

Walking out of the office was a bald old man with a mediocre face, very casual clothes, and no aura at all. This person was Lin Xingye, the old principal of Wuhan University in Shanghai.

Seeing Lao Xing, the old principal said depressedly: "It happens that you are here, Lao Xing, remember to help me replace these flower pots and clean up the office later, that old boy will make these things for me every time he comes, it's annoying !"

"Okay!" Lao Xing promised, took out the letter Lei Yi handed him, and said, "By the way, principal, a student just asked me to bring you a letter!"

"A letter for me?" The old headmaster took the envelope from Lao Xing with a strange expression on his face.

He didn't open the envelope right away, just held it in his hand without looking at it, and came to Wen Jin's place, and sat down straight away.

"Wenjin, what's wrong with me? Is there something wrong with recruiting new students?"

"That's not true. It's just that in the past few years, I have received many complaints from the parents of students, and it's still about the division of classes in liberal arts and martial arts."

"Hmph, those people are really too full to eat, give them support!"

The old headmaster didn't get angry when he heard it, and he roared directly: "They are not the ones who fight against the beasts, and they are not the ones who defend the country. Now to train a warrior, these laymen are here to bully me." !"

"But principal, they are the parents of the students after all!" Wen Jin said worriedly.

"Hmph, that's good! Next time there are strange beasts for them to deal with, we won't go, let's see if they still insist!" The old headmaster blew his beard and stared, and cursed directly:

"Our Wuhan University helps Huaxia cultivate warriors for the purpose of defending our home and the country. How can these people who are fed up have the right to make irresponsible remarks, and they are not training warriors. Can they train warriors themselves? Helping people is really too busy, and my own child is not up to the mark, failed in the martial arts, and dares to poke us in the back by poking us in the back!"

Wen Jin felt that he came at the wrong time, the old headmaster happened to be angry with Master Li Mu, and he was very angry.

If you bring up this matter by yourself, it is not just looking for scolding.

"Principal, whose letter is in your hand, why don't you take it out and have a look, anyway, what I'm talking about is trivial?" He quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, the letter!" The old headmaster nodded, picked up the envelope, and saw the five characters "Old Man Lin Gently Opens".

"What day is it today? Is everyone here to trouble me?" The old headmaster was furious.

Wen Jin was also a little depressed, because apart from Mr. Li Mu, he really couldn't think of anyone who would dare to call the old headmaster "Old Lin".

The old principal angrily tore open the envelope, picked up the letter, and began to read.

But it's okay if you don't look at it, it's even more incredible when you look at it.

"It's him!"

When he knew who the person who wrote the letter was, he stood up abruptly, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Principal, who is it?"

Wen Jin was a little curious, the old principal didn't seem to be as shocked by Mr. Li Mu as this letter.

Even Lao Xing on the side also turned his head sideways, a little curious as to who the hell was able to make the old principal of Wuda in the magic capital lose his composure.

"Lu Yu!" The old principal spit out these two words lightly, and then began to carefully examine the contents of the letter.

"Lu Yu?" Wen Jin didn't realize who it was.

"Lu Yu." Lao Xing's mouth moved, and he repeated these two words in a voice that only he could hear.

"Lu Qianming's son!" The old principal explained, and then walked into the office with the envelope.

When Wen Jin heard the name, he stood up with a "scratch" sound, and his reaction was even more exaggerated than that of the old principal.

"Lu Qianming... Heavenly Sword Lu Qianming!" He murmured in shock.

"Wenjin, I have a task for you. Find these two people in the freshmen and tell me everything about them!"

The old headmaster walked out of the office again, told Wen Jin, and leaned into his ear, reminding him in a low voice, "Don't let anyone know about this except me!"

In the end, the old principal informed Wen Jin of the two names and asked him to step down.