The graduation ceremony was held in the large square of the college, facing the main gate.
Cheng Lin changed into his student uniform, and then walked into the crowd like an ordinary student, stepping on the bell.
"Dong...dong..."
There were crowds of people in the square. The weather today was excellent, cloudless, and the temperature had risen a little. Some people were in a low mood, but most of them were still excited and happy.
Unlike those students in Shueisha who had redeemed their vacations, most of the more than 2,000 people in this class have been locked in the academy during the past six months, unable to go out. At first, they explored a few times, but then they stopped.
After graduation, everyone went their separate ways, just like birds finally breaking free from their cages, but they still couldn't hold back the joy in their hearts.
"Cheng Lin! Here!" As I was walking, I suddenly heard a call. It was Hua Bei. In the sea of people, she raised her hand high and waved a handkerchief. She seemed to be in a good mood.
"Here we come." Cheng Lin walked over with a smile and chatted a few words with the people around him. Probably because his smile was so gentle, some nearby students who were originally in awe of Cheng Lin because of his identity change also slowly started to laugh.
Slowly I got used to it.
There are more than 20 classes and more than 2,000 monks.
They were divided into various areas and gathered together. After that, Cheng Lin saw Shen Shanjing and Vice President Kong taking the stage to deliver speeches respectively. This was always inevitable. The college had come to him before and wanted Cheng Lin to say a few words.
But he pushed him away.
This kind of thing...he still doesn't like it very much.
Furthermore, what should you say when you go up? There is no need to read out a speech, but some words of encouragement?
I am in the same class as everyone else, so to say this, although there is no problem in terms of level, it will inevitably make some students feel unhappy.
Especially... to the outside world, the reason why I can make such rapid progress in practice is because of the so-called "inheritance".
Therefore, Cheng Lin rejected these, which made Vice President Kong feel regretful, but he didn't say anything.
As for Huang Yin, she was still stranded in the province and did not come.
"...Our Ninth Academy is not a traditional education school. We prefer teaching by example rather than words. Although the half-year study career is over, this is just the beginning of your practice. Okay, that's it."
On the stage, Shen Shanjing's tall figure was as motionless as a mountain, still powerful, but in Cheng Lin's eyes, compared to the first time he saw the chief executive in the "Shacheng" projection, he felt a lot more sighing.
"Don't move, everyone, line up according to order..."
The speech was over, but the matter was not over. Each class walked in batches towards a huge extra stone on the square, polished into the shape of a mountain peak and covered with red silk.
This is a new project. From now on, each graduating class will have their names engraved on it and then placed in the college as a souvenir.
Everyone is very positive about this design.
Cheng Lin was the only one standing in the crowd, his eyebrows crowded together little by little.
"Cheng Lin, let's go. What are you doing?" Huabei pushed him with a soft hand. Unlike the members of Shueisha, Huabei always called him by his name. Now, it was his turn.
, the crowd began to surge.
"Ah...it's nothing..." Cheng Lin came to his senses and followed the crowd forward.
Soon, it was his turn.
"Carving knife." The counselor stood in front of the "peak" and handed him a carving knife.
Cheng Lin took it in a daze, and saw that the stone wall was already covered with densely packed names. Only the middle, most conspicuous place was sparse.
He looked over and saw that the names engraved there were those with the highest cultivation level, probably a "tacit understanding", and there was a blank space in the center, which was obviously reserved for him.
"Just carve it in." When the counselor saw Cheng Lin holding the carving knife motionless, he couldn't help but urge him. However, due to his status, this "urge" was more like a reminder.
"Okay." Cheng Lin nodded and walked over with a slightly erratic expression.
Picking up the carving knife, his arm almost mechanically carved his name, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.
He didn't recover until he handed the carving knife to the next person.
"What's wrong with you?" Hua Bei hurried over after carving her name, stretched out her hand to touch Cheng Lin's forehead, and joked, "You are so strong, can you still feel unwell? I always feel that you are not in good spirits.
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"It's okay," Cheng Lin forced out a gentle smile, and then almost murmured, "It's just... I always feel like I've forgotten something..."
"Is it important?"
"I don't know, it doesn't feel that important..." Cheng Lin shook his head and immediately stopped thinking about it and threw the idea behind him.
At this moment, on the screen of the mobile phone that was placed in his pants pocket, the icon of the deduction program app flashed crimson and then disappeared.
The screen also went black again, as if nothing had changed.
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Soon, more than two thousand names were engraved on the stone wall, which looked quite spectacular.
Next, which is the last item, everyone lined up and walked out along the road leading to the gate.
On both sides of the avenue, there are already some more immature and younger faces, who have been transported from various cities in Liao Province. The next class of students, graduation day, is also their first day of school.
This has become the "tradition" of the Ninth Academy.
Facing countless looks of admiration or admiration, more than two thousand people couldn't help but puff up their chests and release their cultivation aura, floating into the clouds.
Cheng Lin suppressed himself, only released his intermediate level cultivation, formed a formation and walked out.
Suddenly, I heard a clear voice shouting from the side of the road: "Sun Xiao! Sun Xiao! Brother!"
That was Sun Xiaohan, who was much taller and wearing a white down jacket. He was holding a classmate beside him, who was also from the Ningcheng affiliated school, and was shouting in this direction.
In the queue, Sun Xiao rolled his eyes fiercely and ignored him, but his steps became more and more proud.
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After walking out of the gate, we got on the bus, and then everyone was taken to the provincial station, and then they left separately.
Luggage and other things have been sent away in advance by the college's special car.
So, no need to delay anything.
Of course, it's not that urgent, and you don't have to "go to work" right away. The department still gives everyone a holiday so that they can go home and spend time with their families. Of course, the holiday is not long, so they can only take a proper rest.
Cheng Lin thought for a while, there was no need to rush to take up the post in the Secret Service. He had just returned from the capital and was too lazy to run back so quickly. Ningcheng... his house had been evacuated, so there was no need to go back, so he might as well
Choose to stay in the provincial capital for a few days.
"Get a room in a hotel, rest for a few days, and treat it as a holiday."
Sitting in the bus, Cheng Lin looked at the time, and then suddenly sighed: "It's almost New Year's Eve."
The bright sunshine outside the car window shone warmly on his face, which seemed to indicate that everything would go well next year.
In fact, it seems to be the case.
Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that it feels unreal.
The world situation is stable, the development of the spiritual world is on the right track, my career is successful, my father has returned safely from overseas, and all my friends have good destinations...
"If this is a story, then it will probably have a happy ending here." Cheng Lin thought silently, then rubbed his eyebrows, suddenly feeling very sleepy, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in the bumps.