Chapter 11

"Is this... Is this really the soul school?"

"It's too shabby. It's not as good as my son's ordinary college."

"Can't it be a liar college?"

"Hiss, don't scare me. If that's true, there's no hope at all."

With their children to participate in the entrance of the parents gaped at the eyes can see to the end of the soul teacher's college, talking about.

Wang Jian stands on the second floor of the office building overlooking his own college. Although the whole college is simple, he is still full of passion.

Looking down from his current position, the whole college can be said to have a panoramic view. In the middle is the playground that has been sorted out. On the left is the dormitory building, and on the right is the teaching building. These are the three main buildings of the college, all of which are two-story buildings.

The canteen and bathhouse are behind the dormitory.

A few days, overtime can have this effect, Wang Jian is also very satisfied.

This place looks a little small, but this is where he set sail!

The front of the office building is the gate of the college. At the moment, there is a surge of people there. Fortunately, he hired several villagers to help him before, otherwise he would be too busy.

"It seems that public opinion propaganda has had some effect."

Wang Jian looked at the crowd at the gate and said in a low voice that if it was just Yuen Village and the surrounding villages, there would not be so many people.

A few days ago, he hired people to publicize the news of Tianxing soul Teacher College in Blackstone city. Now it seems that not only Blackstone City, but also the villages and towns around Blackstone city know about it. In terms of effect, it's still worth the gold soul coins.

Looking at the time, Wang Jian turned and left his office. Now there is only one tutor in the whole office building.

Outside the gate, many people come to line up early in the morning with their children. After waiting for several hours, many people have already shown their dissatisfaction.

Some people in the crowd yelled: "what kind of rotten college is this? After waiting so long, even a tutor hasn't seen it. Isn't it just an empty shell?"

"Yes! Let's go! It looks like a pheasant college, too! "

Someone in the crowd should be with that person, and the crowd began to stir.

This voice has indeed aroused many people's doubts about the college. After thinking about it, they feel that there is some truth in it, but everyone comes with hope, and it is impossible to give up just because of a few words.

Just when they were in a dilemma, the villagers who were in charge of guarding saw Wang Jian come out. They were relieved and quickly called to the crowd: "the president is coming!"

The tumultuous crowd gradually quieted down and looked at Wang Jian with countless eyes.

What's it like to face hundreds of pairs of eyes alone?

Wang Jian didn't know it before, but now he knows it. Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, he feels that his every move is seen in people's eyes. He can't do anything indecent. He has to keep himself upright as the president.

Facing this kind of gaze for the first time, Wang Jian said that it was fake not to be nervous, but with a flash of inspiration in his mind, after the ruler suddenly appeared in his hand, his whole body immediately calmed down.

In other people's eyes, Wang Jian's temperament changed instantly. There was a kind of magnificent momentum rushing towards him. His figure, which was not so tall, suddenly became tall and straight, like a strong pine, standing upright.

And this is Wang Jian's "heaven is healthy, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement."

"We don't think much of qualification or martial spirit in our college, because we believe that as long as we work hard, there will be a return. A gentleman should act like nature, strive for self-improvement, be resolute, and strive for strength."

"But no matter how hard I try, no matter how I believe in myself, I can't do anything without any soul power. At least I can't help you!"

"If there are students who don't have any innate soul power in the back, please don't waste your time here."

After that, he looked at his parents who looked very lost and said, "I'm sorry, but apart from the soul master, there are still many ways to go in life. Let him find a right direction and continue to work hard."

The parent nodded, said a thank you, some dejected pull their children away.

But just as Wang Jiangang sat down, a totally different voice appeared in the team behind him.

"Ridiculous, it's just wishful thinking to succeed without enough talent!"

Behind the crowd, suddenly a middle-aged man with several followers came out of the crowd, his eyes fixed on Wang Jian tightly, laughing.

Wang Jian's eyes narrowed. Is this to smash the field?

Among the several retinues behind the middle-aged man, Wang jianminrui captured several familiar figures, all of which were the figures who made trouble in the team just now.

The crowd suddenly stirred up again, and many people glared at him indignantly, including a noble young master who was fooled by Wang Jian.

Some people recognized the middle-aged man and exclaimed in a low voice: "that's Ding Sanshi, the director of Blackstone junior soul teacher college."

In a small corner of the crowd, Dai mubai looks at Wang Jian indifferently. Let me see what you can do to trick me.

He was not in a good mood. From the moment he saw the college, he was like this. Until he saw Wang Jian as the Dean just now, he completely understood that he had been fooled.

Ding Sanshi took a few people all the way to Wang Jian, and his eyes were staring at him like hawks.

Although the Dean doesn't care, he is always cautious. He will never let a second soul master college appear in the territory of Blackstone City, even if it is not a threat now!