Just like Guo Erdan said, it's really not just anyone who wants to go to the Holy Society.
Logically speaking, as the General Administration of Hundred Schools in Songhai City and a full-level cadre, it is impossible for Zhuo Yi not to know about this matter. If there is any movement in the Holy Society, he should be the first person in Songhai City to receive the notice
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But this Holy Society doesn't play by the rules. The existence of the entire organization was actually classified as a state secret at the beginning. It is directly managed by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools. It has been in trial operation in a small place for a period of time. It was only in the past two days that it was made public.
Announcement. And Zhuo Yi only received the news when the advertisement of the Holy Society was on TV.
Of course, the most exciting thing about this Holy Society is the legendary recommended quota. There is no golden elixir level limit, as long as you are talented enough and can rank high in the Holy Society, no matter what you want to do
Can be sent to universities... For example, the Seven Star Sect, a sect with a comprehensive score of 200,000 points, may be a holy land of university that many people cannot reach in their lifetime.
If you can join the Holy Society, then everything is possible.
So now the question arises, how do you know if you are a gifted person in the eyes of the Holy Society? This is a question worth thinking about.
Wang Ling saw a post on the Internet. Someone specifically picked up information about the student Chu Yuanhao who appeared in the TV commercial of the Holy Society.
Building Materials High School is a high school invested and built by Lin Xiaocong, a well-known second-generation rich man in the circle, and his father Lin Sicong. In fact, Chu Yuanhao is directly related to Lin Xiaocong. Originally, Chu Yuanhao was just Lin Xiaocong's follower. Not long ago, Lin Xiaocong left
On the way, being cornered by several seniors, Chu Yuanhao's potential suddenly burst out.
According to the post, at that time, several men in black fell from the sky and took Chu Yuanhao away...
This group of men in black is the cadres of the Holy Society distributed across the country, who are responsible for selecting those talented students. According to the guess of the whistleblower on the post, this group of men in black should have followed Lin Xiaocong, but unexpectedly they were unintentionally involved.
Liu Chengyin happened to pick up a leak next to Lin Xiaocong...
Regarding this matter, Wang Ling acted purely with the attitude of the people.
Whether the outside world spreads rumors about the Holy Society's miraculous skills or whether there are many people wanting to sign up to join, Wang Ling doesn't care about his own affairs.
Right now, Wang Ling's top priority is to cope with the district's sports meets and mid-term exams, as well as...the twenty packs of crispy noodles he is about to lose. All other things are in vain to him.
No matter how powerful the Holy Society is, it has nothing to do with me...
As long as you don't find it on your own head.
However, Wang Ling felt that the probability of the Holy Society finding him was actually very low. His grades were no better than 60, so why would they target him?
Thinking of this, Wang Ling simply put the matter out of his mind and forgot about it...
Review, review! This is much more important than some holy society!
You know, his exam is about average... If he does too well in the exam, he will be told by Dad Wang, and if he does poorly in the exam, he will be called a parent by Teacher Pan.
Therefore, Wang Ling believes that those who can get average scores every time in the exam are the real bosses...
However, not long after I opened the textbook, a text message from the Thunder-Throwing Lord came over: Brother... I have something I want to tell you...
Wang Ling responded with a question mark: "?"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "What's going on... the matter of the blood of the holy beast may have to be delayed by a day."
Just when Wang Ling was about to ask why, Lord Throwing Thunder replied with the next text message: "Today I prepared a basin for Xiao Yin, and he was about to bleed, but he said that the blood of the holy beast must be under the noon sun.
It’s okay to let it go, so I took the basin and knife and went outside to let it go.”
Seeing this, Wang Ling seemed to have anticipated the ending: "..."
Sure enough, I saw the second half of the text message: "Then, the scene of Xiaoyin cutting his wrists and bleeding was seen by nearby residents... He is now in the detention center, and the police are doing ideological work for him."
Wang Ling: "..."
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At 7 p.m., Xiuzhen Police Station, Anning District, Songhai City.
Xiaoyin was facing a police officer. His right wrist had been disinfected and the wound was simply bandaged.
When it was discovered that Xiao Yin was "slitting his wrists", the blood of the holy beast had accumulated for half a basin... As a result, the policemen were all knocked down without saying a word. Now that I think back to the scene at that time, Xiao Yin
Yin still felt a deep pain in her balls.
Fortunately, the Holy Beast relies not on its liver to produce blood, otherwise he would die of exhaustion...
"Name."
"Little Silver."
"I'm asking for your real name..."
"My name is Xiao Yin." The young man took out his ID card, which was brought to him by Lord Throwing Thunder himself not long ago.
"Does it still hurt?" the policeman in charge of taking notes asked with concern.
This guy had worked as a psychiatrist before, and he was usually responsible for cases like this when faced with attempted suicides. In fact, taking notes is secondary. The most important thing is psychological counseling, which must be given to those who have attempted suicide.
Young people need to open their hearts and feel the warmth of the world!
"It doesn't hurt anymore..."
Xiao Yin replied in a low voice, and at the same time glanced at the bandage wrapped around his wrist with some disgust.
As long as he thought about it, this small incision could be completely healed in a few seconds. On the way to the police station, in order not to reveal his flaws, he watched the police bandage his wound before activating the healing mechanism.
There was still a lot of blood left during...
"When can I leave?" Xiao Yin raised his head and stared at the police with blinking eyes.
However, the policeman didn't accept this trick at all: "There's no point in being cute. You have to explain clearly why you want to commit suicide."
"..."
Xiao Yin muttered in a low voice, with a bit of resentment on his face: "It's not because of those twenty packs of crispy noodles..."
The policeman almost threw his pen away when he heard this: "What did you say?"
Xiao Yin: "Uh... I mean, because I didn't get the card I wanted to draw from the 20 packs of crispy noodles, so..."
The policeman continued to be surprised: "Is it because of this? You have thoughts of committing suicide?"
Xiaoyin: "Otherwise..."
Policeman: "..."
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About an hour later, Lord Throwing Thunder arrived at the police station.
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Hello, I'm here to bail..."
In front of the reception desk, a policeman looked at him with a smile: "Who should I bail? Please tell me your name."
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Little Silver."
"Oh, that young man who looks like a mixed race. He did come to our police station because he attempted suicide before." The policeman said.
Lord Throwing Thunder: "What about now?"
Police: "Go to the psychiatry department in the independent ward of the Second Hospital..."