Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

The Duxing Building of Rongcheng Academy is located on the second heaven. Looking from below, you can only see a few vaguely exposed dragon heads on the eaves, like a dragon hovering in the air. Only by actually stepping into the second heaven can you see the full picture of this thousand-year-old building.

It is plain and simple. Except for the roof eaves that were renovated later, which show a bit of magnificence, the rest is almost the same as the civilian buildings on Shi Street.

But this three-story building carries a very important function. Many faculty members of the daily administrative management of the academy work here, and the drafting and revision of some rules and regulations, as well as the management of the academy's subordinate institutions, are also carried out here.

And on this afternoon, an emergency meeting was held in the Duxing Building. The initiator of the meeting was Professor Le, who had worked hard in the Duxing Building for more than 30 years and was very old and virtuous. The topic was to revise the law of expelling wasteland for Rongcheng Academy and its subordinate institutions such as Chengyin Hall.

The so-called Law of Removing Wasteland is essentially an extension of the Border Removal Order, which is to eliminate wasteland poison and prevent polluted teachers and students from mixing into the pure academy team. However, considering that the civilized territory of the Immortal Alliance has not been infected by wasteland for hundreds of years, except for a few border towns such as Nanxiang, the Law of Removing Wasteland in most inland areas has become a mere formality.

Therefore, most of the young professors attending the meeting felt puzzled by this. This Law of Removing Wasteland is just a minor chapter for the current Rongcheng Academy. And it has not been changed for more than a hundred years. Although it cannot be said to be perfect, there is nothing wrong with its use until now, so why change it?

However, considering that Professor Le is close to retirement age, due to his mediocre ability, incompetent handling of things, and poor popularity, he can only have a young leaf tattooed on the chest of his robe - equivalent to an administrative level only two levels higher than the fledgling pink instructor. Normally, for a person like Han Ying who has a solid background and is a direct descendant of the academy and has the qualifications of the God Realm, the starting point of his employment is basically very close to Professor Le's end point. So much so that even today, when people mention Le Hongyi, they can only brag about his age and virtue.

Professor Le himself is unwilling to accept this and hopes to make some achievements before retirement. So for someone who has been dealing with paperwork for many years, the most significant achievement is nothing more than establishing rules and regulations.

Revising the so-called "Rural Removal Law" can be regarded as establishing rules and regulations. It is not Le Hongyi's turn to preside over the revision of higher standards.

With such speculations, the professors took their seats one after another, waiting for Le Hongyi to read the manuscript according to the procedure, and then everyone raised their hands out of habit... This old professor has always been well-known for his speed of speech. Even if it is a small revision of the details, he can read it all the way from the start of the afternoon to the start of dinner, which allows many people to spend the afternoon's work smoothly.

Several young teachers who attended as recorders even quietly swallowed a mouthful of Lishensan after taking their seats.

But soon, the participants realized that this meeting seemed a little different from their expectations. Le Hongyi was obviously excited, so much so that he read the manuscript much faster than usual. He finished reading a few pages of the manuscript in a cup of tea, and the main idea was very clear, which did not seem like his own handwriting.

If Le Hongyi wrote the manuscript himself, it would highlight a boundless and mixed one.

In this meeting, Le Hongyi actually had only one point to express: in order to cooperate with the overall strategic layout of Rongcheng and in accordance with the work plan of the academy, Duxing Building should strengthen the review and management of teachers and students in the academy, especially focusing on identity assessment, and never let suspicious people mix into the pure academy team.

Translated into human language, Le Hongyi will put pressure on the students who come from Nanxiang and are closest to Huangdu.

This surprised all the professors at the conference table.

Objectively speaking, this revision plan is very reasonable. The fact that Rongcheng is about to open up new land to the west is a top secret to 99% of the common people in the world, but for the senior professors of Rongcheng Academy, they should have heard some rumors recently.

As an unprecedented engineering wonder, every detail of Rongcheng's new land is crucial, but clearing the land is undoubtedly the most basic and important part of all the details. Even if it is an overreaction, it is understandable.

But the problem is that this is really not a judgment that Le Hongyi can make. It's not that he is usually kind to others and doesn't want to embarrass the students of Nanxiang, but that he theoretically shouldn't be able to consider this level at all!

Just when people began to have doubts, Le Hongyi said: "Next, please discuss collectively, and you can say whatever you want. Old Sun, you speak first?"

The person he named was a middle-aged teacher whose presence in Duxing Building was not as strong as Le Hongyi's. Being a teacher in middle age was almost the bottom of the orthodox ecological chain of the academy, and he was usually vulgar and irritable, almost hated by everyone. This time, Le Hongyi named him first, obviously there was something else going on.

This routine is not uncommon among the clerks in Duxing Building who are buried in documents all day long. In short, they just want to find someone to help them support the scene so as not to appear alone. It's just that Old Le has been in Duxing Building for so many years that he can only find Old Sun to partner with him, which is really a bit sad.

But the next moment, the middle-aged man who was named glanced at Le Hongyi with some willfulness, then grinned and said, "You want me to speak first? Then I have only one word, it's bullshit!"

When this was said, everyone in the room was shocked.

Le Hongyi was even more stunned, and the materials in his hand fell directly to the ground, and then he stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, as if he had doubts about the reality of the world.

When Lao Sun saw this, he sneered again: "We pretended to hold a meeting to revise the laws for pioneering wasteland. In fact, we took money from the Yu family and wanted to embarrass two innocent students? For this reason, we didn't even hesitate to hook up with them. Go to other Nanxiang students! You are such a bitch, you should be covered in maggots, but you still have the nerve to ask me what I think?"

These words made Le Hongyi's face turn red on the spot. He stood up and pointed at Lao Sun, trembling all over: "You, 豼..."

With the trembling words, Le Hongyi's whole body began to become mentally unstable. Being openly contradicted or even humiliated is already a great irritation for a person like him who has been mediocre for decades, not to mention that his sincerity was exposed. He was so frightened for a moment that even a second-hand golden elixir could not suppress it. His mood was in turmoil, and he seemed to be in danger of sudden death.

But it was a discreet old professor sitting on the other side of the conference table. At this time, his eyes flashed, and he asked sternly: "You are not Sun Zhe, who are you?!"

Lao Sun laughed loudly: "You guys who hold teaching positions but pretend to be teachers and bitches, do you care about the fact that your name is not worthy of the name?! I am Sun Zhe today, what can you do to me?"

The old professor's forehead immediately lit up with a golden light, but he opened a vertical eye, and the clear light in his pupils surged like a stream, stabbing at the opponent.

But he saw that Old Sun refused to give in, letting the Immortal Art of Destruction of Illusions permeate his whole body. The next moment, the sluggish middle-aged face receded under the wash of clear light, and was replaced by the face of a high-spirited young man.

It was Wang Luo who should never have appeared here.

After putting on his original appearance, all the anger in Wang Luo's brows disappeared, leaving only a trace of a mocking smile towards the enemy.

When the old professor closed his eyes tiredly, Wang Luo still sat in Sun Zhe's seat and said with a smile: "Now, I am still Sun Zhe, what can you do to me?"