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Chapter 167 Why is he! Commissioner Zhang?

In any case, I finally no longer judge heroes based on their studies. There is quite a rhythm of fighting between the bad students and the top students.

But this is just an exception. After all, there are only a few people who are bored to this point.

And in the third row of the classroom, by the window, Tang Aipan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster as he watched his classmates agitate, discuss and make revelations.

Especially when he heard that top-quality spiritual roots had been discovered in Tianjing and the province, and that they had been specially recruited and given subsidies, Tang Aipan was a little excited.

Hundreds of thousands a year, and there are special recruitments, and they also focus on training and provide free skills and resources. I'm excited just thinking about it!

Moreover, my parents combined make less than 200,000 yuan a year.

Tang Aipan didn't know if he had the best spiritual roots, but he was sure that he was an awakened one! He had never learned the corresponding skills and could walk through walls. This was not an awakened person!

Thinking of this, Tang Aipan took another look at his best friend Wu Yongsheng in the first row. Sure enough, Wu Yongsheng, the guy who could discharge electricity, was also looking at him with excitement on his face.

"It's time for class two! The specialist has arrived for class two!" Amidst the excitement in the classroom, a student suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

And when this sound came, the whole classroom became even more chaotic.

They could even hear bursts of cheers from Class Two.

"Metallic spiritual root, middle grade!" came the voice of a middle-aged man, and then the second class burst into exclamations, almost knocking over the ceiling!

"Holy shit! Metallic mid-grade spiritual root! Who, who is it!"

"A middle-grade spiritual root has also appeared in our school! Who is it!"

I can't sit still. The students in Class 3 really can't sit still.

The scumbags were excited, the top academics were trembling, and even Chu Xin's eyebrows were twitching.

Middle-grade spiritual roots! Don’t look at the Internet saying that top-grade spiritual roots appear in Tianjing, as if there are many top-grade spiritual roots. In fact, let alone top-grade spiritual roots, even high-grade spiritual roots are very rare!

The middle-grade spiritual roots are already very shocking to most students. Even in the school in the capital, there are only four middle-grade spiritual roots.

According to the news that came out in the morning, most of the students have low-grade or ordinary spiritual roots.

Moreover, even ordinary spiritual roots only account for about 60% of the students, and the remaining about 40% have no spiritual roots!

This ratio is so terrible. What should we do with the remaining 40%? Many students thought in their minds.

They don't know that the ratio of 60% spiritual roots is already incredible. In some planes, there is no such ratio! There is only one in a hundred, or even one in ten thousand!

"Quiet, quiet~" Now there was no shouting in the classroom. Everyone either listened quietly or spoke in a low voice.

Looking at all this, or indeed hearing that there were students with middle-grade spiritual roots in the next class, class teacher Shi Jinbin was also stunned and frowned.

"Sun Lin, water attribute ordinary spiritual root, next!" Then the classroom next door also became quiet, and then another voice came.

Then there was another small exclamation.

"Zhao Hao, earth attribute, ordinary spiritual root~"

The names were passed to Class 3 one after another, and Class 3 was extremely nervous.

When they heard the first voice without spiritual roots, the students in Class 3 felt their hearts skip a beat, as if they were talking about themselves.

"Mao Kaifeng has no spiritual roots!" When the voice of the middle-aged man in the next classroom came out, the students in Class 3 clearly heard a sigh from the next class, and the atmosphere changed instantly.

"Sun Yue, no spiritual roots!" Another one, two in a row!

Now the students in Class 3 had their hearts in their throats.

"Sun Yue and Mao Kaifeng don't have spiritual roots? No, why are they so unlucky!" Some students in Class 3 whispered, feeling sorry for the two of them and couldn't believe it.

"Sun Yue doesn't have spiritual roots. She was ranked fourth in the whole grade in the last exam, right?"

"No, I really didn't expect that such a powerful academic would have no spiritual roots!"

The students in Class 3 whispered. Some of the top students in Class 3 turned pale, especially after hearing that Sun Yue had no spiritual roots.

Quiet, the classroom became surprisingly quiet.

Everyone's previous excitement and anticipation turned into a high degree of nervousness. This scene was just like the teacher reading the results every time the test results came out, even though the class next door was reading the results at the moment.

Everyone also felt that the class next door had also become quiet, and then suddenly there was a burst of crying from girls.

No need to guess, it must be Sun Yue!

"Classmate Sun Yue, not having spiritual roots doesn't mean you can't practice. As long as you work hard, you can still reach the height of genius." At this time, a middle-aged man's voice came from the next class, which should be the commissioner's.

"And although China has entered the era of cultivation, it does not mean that learning and technology are useless. For example, many of the military's technological weapons are very lethal to ferocious beasts, and more powerful weapons will definitely be released in the future." Then.

The commissioner comforted.

Hearing this voice, especially the middle-aged commissioner's comfort to Sun Yue, the students in Class 3 felt much better. They felt more favorable toward the commissioner and felt less anxious.

"Students who don't have spiritual roots, don't worry. There are many different paths leading to the same goal. Cultivation is not necessarily the only way. With the combination of technology and cultivation, there are infinite possibilities in the future! Okay, next one~" said the commissioner.

In Class 3, a large group of eavesdropping students nodded desperately to comfort themselves.

As expected, he was the commissioner, and his words were so nice and pleasing to the ear, everyone comforted themselves.

"Chi Xianqiang, high-grade spiritual root, wood attribute! Congratulations!" And just when everyone was trying to comfort themselves and feeling a little nervous, another voice came from the next classroom.

As soon as this sound came, many students in Class 3 got goosebumps!

Top-grade spiritual roots! Top-grade spiritual roots! Genius, this is an absolute genius! How many more high-grade spiritual roots are there in the whole of China!

Almost at the same time, a burst of exclamation broke out in the classroom of Class 2 next door.

"Xianqiang, congratulations!" came the voice of the head teacher next door, full of excitement.

"Well done, Xiangqiang! If you have any questions in the future, feel free to mention it to the department at the next level. Well done!" Then came the voice of the director of the higher-level department.

"Classmate Xianqiang, congratulations! This is an invitation letter from the Cultivation Department. Be prepared. The Cultivation Department may contact you in the near future!"

Look, look! This is the treatment!

The director of the company-level department was so excited that he could hardly speak!

"Thank you, teacher, thank you, teacher Huang. Thank you, commissioner~" The student named Chi Xianqiang also sounded very excited.

The eyes of the students in Class 3 who were secretly listening were all red and irritated.

That is a top-grade spiritual root! That person may become a favored person of heaven and a big boss in the Chinese monk world in the future!

No, let’s take advantage of these two days to fawn over. Didn’t you see that all the department directors are fawning over?

Even the students named Chu Xin, who had been extremely calm before, changed their expressions slightly.

Seeing a genius with a high-grade spiritual root emerge from the second class opposite, and hearing the excited voice of the class teacher next door, Shi Jinbin, the class teacher from the third class, also changed his expression.

Quietly, the students in Class 3 listened hard to what was going on next door, hoping to hear a few more geniuses.

It's just that they were a little disappointed, because most of the dozens of second-class students behind them had ordinary spiritual roots, and there were also a lot of students without spiritual roots.

Especially when they heard one after another who had no spiritual roots, the first-year students in Class 3 became more and more nervous.

And when I heard the voice from next door, "Thank you, Commissioner Zhang Ye, let's study by ourselves first. Our class will have a class meeting later." The voice of the head teacher next door came.

Commissioner Zhang Ye? This commissioner’s name is Zhang Ye?

The students in Class 3 were stunned when they heard this, and then became highly nervous. Many people clenched their hands involuntarily. Everyone turned their eyes to the door of the classroom and stared nervously!

"Commissioner Zhang, please, this is Class 1 and Class 3 of Senior High School."

"There are a lot of geniuses in your school. As far as I know, there are only two students with top-grade spiritual roots in all the high schools in your province, and there is one in your school."

A few seconds later, accompanied by the voices of the department director, vice-principal, and Commissioner Zhang, the group arrived at Class Two.

At the same time, the figure of Commissioner Zhang also appeared in front of the teachers and students of Class 1, Grade 3, Zhou County No. 1 Middle School.

He is about forty years old, with a slicked back hair, a straight suit, a smile on his face, mature and capable, with the unique charm of a mature uncle. The charm of a mature man!

Coupled with the bonus of the title of specialist, the charm is endless!

When they saw this face and this temperament, these high school students were all confused.

To be honest, they are all students, and they are all teenagers in high school. Logically speaking, this age group should not think that a middle-aged uncle is handsome, but the problem is that this uncle is really handsome!

It feels like the younger version of Fa Ge and the dawn version of the God of Gamblers are reborn together! The smile on the corner of the mouth, the style and aura of walking, directly overshadowed the department directors, vice principals and others!

As soon as Commissioner Zhang entered the classroom, he first glanced at the classroom with a smile, then looked at Shi Jinbin, the head teacher of Class 3, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Commissioner Zhang, this is Teacher Shi Jinbin, the head teacher of Class 3. Jin Bin, this is Commissioner Zhang Ye sent by the Cultivation Department. What are you doing here?" Upon seeing this, the director of the department hurriedly introduced.

Seeing Shi Jinbin standing there stunned, the department director hurriedly reminded him, his face looking very ugly.

The grade director's face looked ugly? Shi Jinbin's face looked even worse. His whole body was trembling, and he would have fallen down if it hadn't been for the support of the teacher's desk.

It's him! Why is it him! He is the census commissioner sent to No. 1 Middle School by the Ministry of Cultivation in this world? Looking at Commissioner Zhang, Shi Jinbin, who had been extremely pale and weak before, said in shock and fear, especially when he looked at the other person's face.

!

"Commissioner Zhang, please don't mind. Teacher Shi Jinbin has been seriously ill in the past two months and is not in good health. He just came back today." The director of the department was still explaining for Shi Jinbin.

"Oh, hello, Commissioner Zhang." Holding back his fear and anxiety, Shi Jinbin reached out and said tremblingly.

"Hello, Teacher Shi." Looking at the middle-aged commissioner, he said with a smile, and at the same time, he looked at the room full of students.

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