Chapter 9 A little advice from the professor to freshmen
Lao Yao didn't seem to notice the awkward atmosphere in the classroom.
He took out a timer from his pocket, looked at the time, then cleared his throat and walked back to the podium:
"Introduce yourself, this is the first question you will face in college."
"Human beings are social creatures. When you come to the isolated island of First University alone, you first need to integrate yourself into this strange society."
At this point, he paused and scanned the classroom with sharp eyes.
"Your performance is very poor."
"I'm a little disappointed."
The freshmen sat up straight and looked at the professor on the podium with some uneasiness.
Lao Yao held his pipe between his arms, slowly paced on the podium, and slowed down his tone:
"Facing an unfamiliar environment, you don't know how to express yourself or highlight your own characteristics. You will have to learn these things in the future."
"If there is enough time, I would like you to introduce yourself again. But time is limited now, so that's it for today. I hope you will perform better in other professors' classes."
"Next, I will emphasize some commonplaces - these issues must be emphasized every year."
The professor stopped in the middle of the podium and flicked the blackboard with his fingers.
Three large characters slowly appeared in the center of the blackboard.
"Fu, Yi, Wen."
"There is a path in the mountains of learning, and there is no limit to the sea of learning! Do you all know this sentence?" Professor Yao asked a question and answered without waiting for a response: "This is the motto of Jiuyou College. It can be found on your notices.
See this sentence!”
"How do you understand this sentence?"
"This sentence requires you to face endless knowledge and explore! Unremitting, endless exploration!"
"but!"
"Exploration requires a solid theoretical and practical foundation. And this foundation is 'Fu, Yi, Wen'!"
"Fu, it's your talisman science; Yi, it's your divination; Wen, it's your astronomy. If you learn the talisman well, it will be easy for you to understand my magic class, without any difficulty! If you don't learn the talisman well, you won't even be able to understand it.
The formula given to you by the Pharmacy Professor!"
"So, you must learn these three courses independently and consciously."
"This is the basis for you to become a registered wizard! If you want to go further on the road of wizards, you must solidify this foundation."
As he said that, Lao Yao gave Fatty Xin an encouraging look.
The fat man tried his best to straighten his back and respond to the professor's gaze through actions. But his round figure overshadowed his efforts.
Zheng Qing twisted uneasily in his seat and changed his sitting position.
He only has a partial understanding of several courses mentioned by the professor, which makes people worry a lot about the future.
"Also, as your counselor, I need to emphasize two words!"
"Credits! ID card!"
"You should keep these five words firmly engraved in your little minds."
"Credit is your life in college! Your credits are all in your ID card!"
Old Yao Sheng walked slowly down the podium, grabbed the ID card on Liu Feifei's desk in the first row, and said in a measured tone:
"You want to enter the library? Take out your ID card!"
"You want to enter the lab? Take out your ID card!"
"You want to listen to a lecture by a famous professor? Take out your ID card!"
"Whether you are borrowing books, using laboratory equipment, or even eating, sleeping, or taking a shower! You must submit your ID card when you use every facility in the school."
"The criterion for judging whether you are qualified to use these facilities is your credits."
"If you want to get credits, every professor's homework must be completed on time and with high quality! Every activity organized by the school must be participated with passion! Every opportunity to get extra credits must be fought for frantically!"
"With enough credits, you can get enough resources from the school to experiment with your witchcraft and exercise your abilities; you can upgrade your equipment and improve your body in the school; this is your only key to entering the world of high school."
At this point, Lao Yao stopped talking and took a short rest.
Several elves carried a white mug and flew to the professor's eyes, with pearly steam rising above the wide mouth of the cup.
The professor smiled and nodded, took the cup, moistened his throat, and continued to lecture:
"You have more or less appreciated the charm of magic. Sufficient credits will allow you to fully enjoy this charm and experience the mysterious and dreamlike world."
"So, keep these five words in mind." A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the professor's mouth: "Believe me, at First University, credits are a harder currency than jade coins."
Zheng Qing licked his lips, feeling a little dry and a hint of sweetness.
The newcomers in the classroom were a little agitated by Lao Yao's remarks.
"Also, let me announce a few things."
Lao Yao pressed his hands and the classroom became quiet again.
"The first thing is about trials."
"Perhaps some students have heard that there will be a trial for about a month at the beginning of the freshman year at First University. The school will throw you, the fresh-faced newcomers, into the hunting ground to grind out some thick skin and hard calluses."
Perhaps he thought Lao Yao's words were quite playful, and there were a few chuckles in the classroom.
Zheng Qing also laughed.
Then he saw Xiao Xiao with a frown, Zhang Jixin with a grimace, and Fatty Xin trying to shrink under the table.
He decisively shut his mouth.
Lao Yao seemed not to notice the uneasy expressions of the freshmen and continued:
"But the school found that the risk of freshman trials is difficult to control. Therefore, based on safety considerations, starting from this year, freshman trials will be scheduled one month before the start of sophomore year. You still have a whole school year, plus half of the summer vacation.
prepare for."
There was a buzz of discussion in the classroom.
Zheng Qing turned to look at Xiao Xiao: "Is this freshman trial difficult?"
"Difficult?" Fatty Xin turned around, wrinkled his fat face, and exaggerated in a nervous tone: "It's not difficult! It's the devil! It's hell! It's the tomb of new life!"
"Every year, freshmen die in trials." Xiao Xiao explained lightly from the side.
Zheng Qing opened his mouth in horror:
"Will someone die?"
His voice was a little sharp.
Lao Yao knocked on the blackboard again.
The classroom became quiet again.
"No one will die." The professor looked at Zheng Qing with a smile and corrected: "After the new rules are implemented, no more accidents will happen to freshmen. The professors' joint meeting can guarantee this."
He waved his hand, skipped the topic, and continued:
"The second thing is about the invitation letter."
"Every year's freshmen season - this is the time - is the season for recruiting new members for various student organizations in the school. In the next month, major societies including the school's student union, the college's student union, and the Federation of Social Sciences will begin to look for new members.
.For new students who meet their requirements, these student organizations will provide an invitation letter."
"I hope that every student can get at least one invitation letter. According to the practice of First University, every formal invitation letter can be exchanged for 0.1 credits from the counselor. This will be your reward at the university.
Don’t be perfunctory with your first income.”
"As for freshmen who have not received an invitation letter, as a rule, the counselor's final score will be in the bottom 30%."
The professor flexed his thumb and poked his heart:
“As long as you pay attention, you can always find an organization that suits you.”