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The train bound for the end of life will pass by one stop after another, and this stop of Xingcheng Middle School has become the past tense of Fengqi.

Bid farewell to six years of youth, but also left behind beautiful memories.

With the blessings of his classmates, he set out on his way back to Star City Academy.

After getting out of the car, he was about to walk towards the gate of Star City Academy when the driver's uncle's voice came from behind:

Young man, don't embarrass our Star City Middle School. No matter how weak we are, we can't have a record of 0!

Hearing the driver's shout, he felt helpless, but he still turned around and waved to the driver:

Okay, uncle, see you later

The uncle driver grinned when he heard this, gave Feng Qi a thumbs up, then started the school bus and left in a hurry.

Arriving at the gate of Star City Academy, as the instrument scanned the whole body, Feng Qi's detailed information appeared on the security uncle's tablet.

After confirming the identity of the new student, he was released.

Walking along the marble road lined with statues on both sides, there were many freshmen like him dragging their luggage to register.

With smiles on their faces, they looked at the environment of Star City Academy curiously, as if they were looking forward to the new life in the academy.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pond in front are in full bloom, and the nearby weeping willows are swaying in the wind, making everything green.

The registration location for new students is in the office building to the east of the dormitory building, where they need to collect school uniforms, first-year textbooks and other items.

Walking along the marble road, a figure caught Feng Qi's eyes.

He was wearing fully patched clothes, carrying a large cloth bag, and the cloth shoes under his feet were also in tatters. The most conspicuous thing was his shiny head, which reflected dazzling light in the sun.

He also noticed that the new student had a ring scar on his head.

Judging from these physical features, he was basically certain that he was a Buddhist disciple.

As if he noticed Feng Qi's gaze, the monk suddenly turned to look at him, and then walked towards him with a smile:

Donor...ah no, classmate, do you have anything to eat with you? I'm so hungry!

Feng Qi:......

When the report is over, you can go to the school restaurant to eat, which provides a 24-hour buffet.

After hearing Feng Qi's words, the monk looked slightly embarrassed and said:

Is the food expensive here?

Realizing that the monk was financially strapped, he answered with a smile:

“The food here is free.”

Meat is also free? The monk had a surprised expression on his face.

Feng Qi:......

You are a monk and you still eat meat?

The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stayed in his heart. Besides, I am a cultivator. If I don't eat meat, I can't keep up with my nutrition. If I take energy supplements every day, my family's conditions do not allow it.

So, is the meat free? the monk asked expectantly.

free.

Then this is really a good place. The monk said with a smile on his face.

Looking at the monk again, Feng Qi asked curiously:

Why are you dressed like this? There are so many relief stations in the city, so it's no problem to give you a new set of clothes, right?

Facing the inquiry, the monk sighed and said with a sad face:

I am an ascetic. My master believes that the suffering in the world is limited. As long as we suffer more, all living beings will suffer less. That's why I look like this.

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was in awe.

Spiritual belief can indeed bring strength to people sometimes, no matter whether it is illusory or not.

Especially when we are in desperate situations, the spiritual power brought by faith may give people the courage to break through despair.

But what the monk said next made all the respect in his heart disappear.

But master can't control me now. I'll change into my school uniform later.

Looking at the smile on the monk's face, Feng Qi felt that he must have been holding it back before entering Star City Academy.

During the chat, they left each other's phone numbers and then came to the building of the Admissions Office.

From a distance, many students wearing the uniforms of Star City University could be seen standing in two rows, looking at their arrival with smiles on their faces.

Seeing this scene, the monk couldn't help but curiously said:

The seniors at Star City Academy are so enthusiastic. They even came here to greet us.

After hearing these words, Feng Qi pointed to a sign standing on the right side of the office building:

Look what's written on that sign?

Upon hearing this, the monk immediately turned his head and looked around. When he saw clearly what was written on the sign, his expression suddenly changed.

I saw the sign saying:

If freshmen want to pass here, they need to prove their strength and courage. Star City Academy does not accept weaklings and cowards.

No way, are you going to give us a showdown on the first day of school?

Seeing Feng Qi smiling and looking very calm, the monk was a little confused:

Maybe it's just a formality. Why don't you try it first?

Realizing that the monk wanted to use him as a pathfinder, Feng Qi nodded.

OK.

Then he pushed the suitcase and walked towards the office building.

The monk saw this and did not follow. Instead, he hid behind and began to observe the situation.

If the blow was severe, he decided to put something on his body to cushion it first. If it was just a formality, he would go straight to it.

Seeing that Feng Qi had already pushed his luggage to the middle of the seniors, the monk held his breath.

However, the imagined scene of being beaten did not appear, and the seniors standing on both sides greeted Feng Qi with a smile.

Although it was unclear what they were saying, it seemed to the monk that the seniors had no ill intentions.

But what he didn't know was how special Feng Qi's status was in Star City Academy.

No matter which class the students were in, they all came to listen to his lectures. For this knowledgeable teacher, the students had no time to please him and how could they dare to offend him.

But in the monk's view, the first hurdle for new students to enroll is purely a decoration.

The senior and them all just went through the motions and said hello.

But just as he was about to follow Feng Qi and walk towards the office building, a newcomer stepped into the welcome area before him.

Then, with the monk's dumbfounded expression on his face, the freshman was beaten and rolled all over the floor.

Monk:…

Seeing this scene, the monk quickly retracted his steps. Somewhat confused, he took out his mobile phone with a broken screen and dialed Feng Qi's number.

After the call was connected, the monk quickly asked:

Classmate, how come nothing happened to you in the past? What's going on?

Oh, the seniors are very kind.

How is that possible? I saw them beating up a new student with my own eyes. They didn't hit his vitals, but it looked like it hurt.

You are an ascetic and you are still afraid of pain?

Afraid, quite afraid!

Maybe I was a little arrogant when I went there, so you should be a little more arrogant. The seniors look down on cowards the most. When the time comes, you should look fiercer in your eyes and take a figure-footed step. In short, you can't lose in terms of momentum.

Monk:…

After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath, then picked up his cloth bag and walked toward the office building.

Although he was panicking inside, his eyes were extremely fierce and his steps were extremely arrogant.

Seeing this scene, the senior students who came to welcome couldn't help but be stunned.

They have seen arrogant people, but they have never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant on the first day of school.

At this moment they felt like they were being seriously challenged by this freshman.

If I don't beat him, where will I lose my face as a senior!

Fuck him!

In the monk's frightened expression, the senior students rushed towards him.

What was originally a formal attack turned into a real beating with the monk.

After a while, the monk with a bruised nose and swollen face lay on the ground, breathing heavily.

Until now he hadn't figured out what went wrong.

Am I not arrogant enough?