Located in a scenic area in Sham Shui Po, the Princeton Institute was one of the most well-known institutions in Hong Kong. It had always accepted only men and not women. It had a long history, strong teachers, strict teaching, militarized management, and many other characteristics, which greatly guaranteed the enrollment rate.
Zhuo Mingcheng stood in front of the school gate in his school uniform, shaking his head and smiling bitterly. This is the legendary provincial experiment. What should we do if we are bad students…
There was a joke that said that the most fulfilling period of life was the few months before the college entrance examination. At that time, you knew the principles of the celestial bodies and the reactions of organic and organic substances. There was the Elliptical Hyperbolas and Pythagorean, and then there was the hybrid genetic biosphere. You could speak fluent English on the outside and recite elegant ancient poems on the inside. You could find the sequence of numbers and speak the philosophy of Ma. You could trace back to the five thousand years of China and extend to the millions of oceans and seas on the equator...
However, once the college entrance examination was over, he would be able to enter university for a few years. Hehe…
Zhuo Mingcheng hadn't flipped through his textbooks for several years before he transmigrated. After he transmigrated, he had basically returned all the high school knowledge to the teachers.
"Sigh, just bite the bullet. There's no reason for him to not be afraid when he was facing Wang Hai head-on. Now, he's just going to school and he's already afraid.”Zhuo Mingcheng sighed and resigned himself to his fate as he walked in.
The campus was peaceful. When you walked past the main gate, you would experience all kinds of hustle and bustle. However, after entering this gate, the hustle and bustle disappeared.
It was no wonder that people were lamenting that the student era was the best era. They did not have to worry about their livelihood or scheme against each other. They only needed to study in peace.
Or perhaps, he would also have to fight with those delinquents?
Zhuo Mingcheng walked past the main entrance and saw a teacher with a serious expression waiting for him.
The teacher with the Mediterranean hairstyle, who had the same characteristics as most of the school's four famous arresters, said unhappily when he saw Zhuo Mingcheng,""You're ten minutes late."
“sorry，sir。”What else could Zhuo Mingcheng say? After all, he had to cross the sea from the Western District in the morning. How could he grasp the time accurately?
Perhaps it was because he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, or perhaps it was because the teacher saw that it was his first time here and did not know the rules, he did not say much. After nodding to show that he understood, he led Zhuo Mingcheng inside.
Zhuo Mingcheng could feel the strictness of the school when he walked to the bottom of the teaching building.
On the field, the students were running in formation, shouting "one, two, one". It was probably morning exercise. In front of the building, there was a row of students who were wearing the same school uniform as him. At this moment, they were holding their heads as they received their punishment.
Zhuo Mingcheng took a few more glances, and the teacher in front turned around and said,""Since this is your first time and you don't know the rules, I won't say anything more. However, if you were late again, you would receive the same punishment as them.”
"Yes…"
In this era, it was common for some elite schools to punish students physically.
He walked around the field and entered the teaching building. The first thing he saw was the three-person-tall school rules on the wall. The school rules and regulations were written densely on it. Zhuo Mingcheng looked at it hurriedly and saw that the entire book was filled with strict words such as " No "," Prohibited ", and " Prohibited ".
Judging from the students squatting outside, Zhuo Mingcheng didn't think that everything was nonsense.
"These are the school rules. You need to remember them firmly and always regulate your behavior in school. Otherwise, you will be punished.”Mr. Mediterranean was very satisfied with the shock in Zhuo Mingcheng's eyes. Or rather, every student who came in would be surprised for a long time when they saw such a " grand " school rule. This made him very proud. Only such a show of strength could intimidate those students with evil intentions.
"Yes…"
……
After filling in the admission procedures with Mr. Mediterranean, Zhuo Mingcheng was brought to a gloomy office.
The curtains were drawn, and only a small amount of light could shine in. The entire office seemed a little dark. It was different from an ordinary office. There were only some printer in the corner, and the center was empty. Mr. Mediterranean didn't say anything after he came in. He stood solemnly at the side and looked at Zhuo Mingcheng coldly.
"Crack, crack, crack."
A series of heavy footsteps sounded. It was neither fast nor slow, as if it was going to step on your heart. Zhuo Mingcheng secretly shook his head. Small tricks…
He could finally tell that from the time he deliberately circled around the school entrance to let him see the miserable state of the students who were punished for being late, then let the exaggerated school rules take him down a notch, and finally, in this office, he deliberately created a dignified atmosphere, all to take him down a notch.
Perhaps it was something every transfer student had to experience. Zhuo Mingcheng understood the school's painstaking efforts. This was also to facilitate high-pressure management in the future. However, using these to deal with him was child's play. When he was with Li Ying, the interrogation methods of those troublemakers were ruthless.
He looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a suit walking out of the corridor in front of the office. He had a square face, square glasses, and a neat hairstyle. The only thing missing from his face was the words " I'm a stubborn old man."
The middle-aged man walked to Zhuo Mingcheng and stood in front of him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zhuo Mingcheng. He took the transfer letter from Mr. Mediterranean and shook it. After taking a deep look at Zhuo Mingcheng, he lowered his head and scanned the letter.
"Zhuo Mingcheng, hmph. I'm Lin Zuodong, the dean of this school.”
“Good-morning，sir。”Zhuo Mingcheng lowered his eyes and bowed slightly.
Lin Zuodong was taken aback by her behavior as a good student. However, due to his prestige, he could only continue,"You transferred over from an English high school. I don't care what relationship your family has with the board of directors. We are the most famous school in the country. We produce the best students. Since you're here, you have to understand the rules here. If you don't love yourself, I'll definitely fire you! Understand？”
This was the legendary way of shocking the tiger. Zhuo Mingcheng felt a little helpless. He had no choice. His identity was arranged by Huang Bingyao. Who asked him to have the label of a British high school on him now? It was helpless to be judged by others.
"Understood."
"I hope you really understand," Lin Zuodong said in a deep voice.”
The last sentence was directed at Mr. Mediterranean.
"Let's go to the classroom."
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