After a long queue, it was finally Ningxia's turn, and the last serving of braised pork was left at the meat dish window, with a price of up to five yuan, which made him secretly amazed.

However, his soul was almost sucked away by the oily rose-red braised pork. He ordered five yuan and handed it over. Aunt Zhu, who was cooking, quickly hooked it, and half a spoonful of braised pork was handed over.

Ningxia was about to reach out to catch it, and with a bang, a large rice bowl squeezed away his bowl and cut off the spoonful of braised pork.

Ningxia was stunned. When she turned around, she saw an old man in red robe with dirty faces, mud on her face, and a bun on her head was tied with a very casual hair, with a green wine gourd hanging around her waist.

"Okay, Old Man Cheng, don't let you make a credit account, you've snatched it up, you're trying to die..."

Aunt Zhu poked her head out and cursed angrily.

Old Man Cheng sneered, "I owe you, but I don't want to give it to you. Zhu Yong didn't come to me, why are you cares about that?"

Zhu Yong is the chief internal affairs manager and the immediate boss of Aunt Zhu and other canteen logistics personnel.

Seeing him moving out Zhu Yong, Aunt Zhu snorted, stopped talking, and handed the five dollars back to Ningxia.

Ningxia collected the money and cursed countless people in her heart.

But he is a newcomer and is not familiar with the place. He will not be stupid enough to cause trouble for a bowl of meat.

He was about to retreat, and Old Man Cheng said, "A little mate, wants to eat meat, but I don't know where you were when your parents, wife and children died in the mouth of monsters?"

Ningxia ignored him, and Old Man Cheng sneered, "The unsuccessful stuff is beyond help. The school is getting worse and worse now, and all the guys are put in."

After cursing for a while, Old Man Cheng took the bowl and left staggeringly.

After not eating the meat, Ningxia was scolded. She was furious and remembered the appearance of Old Man Cheng.

After having lunch without any taste, Ningxia returned to the woodshed.

Yesterday, Manager Xue assigned a dormitory to the servants. Ningxia measured it well in advance and told Manager Xue early that he was very disturbed when he was sleeping and did not want to go to the dormitory to disturb others, so it was good to sleep in the woodshed now.

Manager Xue thought of coach Liu and asked him to take care of Ningxia, so he agreed.

Ningxia lay on the bed for half an hour, and three bells rang. He picked up the newly sent cloud pulp paper and charcoal pen and rushed to Zhuxianlou.

This afternoon, there was a missionary class specially designed for these labourers, setting rules and explaining the situation.

He asked Manager Qin in the reading room and knew that missionary classes were a choreographer, and he had a rare opportunity to ask questions from the coach.

Ningxia has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He looked through the reading room for a long time but did not find any knowledge related to practice.

I only know that the students of Donghua Academy are generally in the "guiding" realm, and as for what is the "guiding" realm, he has no idea at all.

After entering Zhuxian Tower, he found a position ahead and looked around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. All the servants who were listening to the lecture arrived.

Among them, not only the newly recruited mailboxes, but also the mailboxes who have already joined the mailboxes, with a large number of young people.

Everyone sat down and waited for about half an hour. A figure swayed onto the podium ahead.

When I saw the person coming, I whispered a lot.

Ningxia was also surprised. The person standing on the podium was Old Man Cheng who was competing with him in the cafeteria at noon.

Old Man Cheng seemed to have had a lot of stuff at noon, his steps were floating, and he was half lying on the podium. Before he could speak, he yawned three of them first.

The whispers below gradually became louder, and they were all talking about Old Man Cheng. What's more, they expressed strong dissatisfaction with the fact that the Academy School was so old to fool him.

With a snap, Old Man Cheng slapped the podium, bared his teeth in pain, pointed at everyone and said angrily, "You guys are worthy of listening to my class? When monsters are rampant, where are you guys? Do you all flee without caring about your butts and leaving your parents, wife and children? Tsk tsk, among the tens of thousands of surviving, less than 30% of the old and weak are doing it..."

Old Man Cheng squirted wildly, sarcastic and slandering his personality, and gradually some people retreated to show silent resistance.

Not everyone is looking forward to this lecture like Ningxia. Most traitors just want to become traitors to seek opportunities to survive and do not care about cultivation.

Even if he is really determined to be admitted to the Donghua Academy, he really doesn't have much confidence in him when he sees Old Man Cheng so handsomely.

Seeing that someone left the field, Old Man Cheng squirted harder, "I'm leaving, I'm still ashamed and embarrassed, and I'm still worthy of medicine..."

Ten minutes later, the huge venue was completely purged, and only Ningxia was left, with its butt rooted and it couldn't sit still.

"Oh, I'm really shameless... Hey, it's your kid, such a coward, he's so shameless. He won't get out of here. I hope I can teach you class..."

Old Man Cheng squirted wildly, Ning Xia'an couldn't sit still, letting him talk nonsense.

Old Man Cheng squirted for more than ten minutes, and Ningxia's butt seemed to stick to the chair.

"What a shameless person, a shameless weirdo. If you enter the academy, what will happen? I want to talk to Nan Huaiyuan, you are not allowed to enter the academy like you..."

Old Man Cheng still squirted wildly and did not leave.

Ningxia ignored him. He had read the "Academic Law" in the reading room.

He remembered it very clearly that one of them was strictly limited to the fact that coaching was not allowed to skip classes for no reason, leave early, or be late.

At this moment, Old Man Cheng was squirting wildly, and Ningxia probably guessed that Old Man Cheng was still taboo to the rules and wanted to force himself to leave first.

Seeing that Ningxia had no reaction at all, Old Man Cheng was so tired that he was out of breath.

"Boy, don't you get out of here?"

"Academic Law, Chapter 7 Article 38, Lecturers shall not skip classes without reason or leave early. If they absent from class once, they shall be fined 500 yuan. If they leave early, they shall be warned and shall be fined 300 yuan. If they are unwilling to preach, they shall be fined. However, the younger generation will definitely report to the Academy."

Ningxia said in a deep voice.

Not causing trouble does not mean he is afraid of trouble.

It is undoubtedly a fool to have a dispute with Mr. Cheng, who has an unknown origin, for a bowl of braised pork in the cafeteria. If you win, you will lose.

However, at this moment, he probably figured out Old Man Cheng's identity and observed that the Academy was a system with strict discipline and clear rewards and punishments.
Chapter completed!