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Before long, Principal Shao left the meeting room. Before leaving, he said to the young man beside him,

"Xiao Zhao, take these kids to visit our Beihai University of Technology, especially the museum and library. Let them see the history and cultural heritage of our Beihai University of Technology."

The young man, addressed as Xiao Zhao by Principal Shao, nodded and said respectfully,

"Okay, teacher, I will take these future students to experience the charm of Beihai University of Technology."

Principal Shao nodded with satisfaction. After saying goodbye to Fang Yuan and the others, he opened the door and walked out. As the principal of Beihai University of Technology, even though it was just a part-time position, he had endless matters to deal with every day.

Led by the young man surnamed Zhao, Fang Yuan and the others headed towards the last two stops of their trip to Beihai University of Technology.

The museum of Beihai University of Technology was not far from the teaching building. In less than five minutes, Fang Yuan and his group arrived.

The color scheme of the museum's exterior was similar to that of the library. The difference was that the museum's shape was very simple, but the simplicity contained a certain truth.

Above the main entrance was written the motto of Beihai University of Technology. These few words revealed the spirit of generations of people at Beihai University of Technology.

The museum was not very large, but the content inside filled the five young hearts with shock. They never knew that so many unknown predecessors had paid so much for today's happy life.

With the explanation of this senior, the museum visit ended quickly, and the next stop was the library.

The library of Beihai University of Technology is the largest library in the province with the most abundant collection of books. Similar to its appearance, its interior is also composed of books. Coincidentally, today was Sunday, and there were more students studying here than usual.

Because they were afraid of disturbing the students here, the focus of Fang Yuan's group's visit was the various borrowing rooms. The self-study rooms and reading rooms were not within the scope of this visit.

Fang Yuan's first impression here was quiet. Everyone who came here consciously lowered their voices. Everyone was quietly reading. The only sound was the "swishing" sound of books turning pages; The second feeling was big. The 6-story building was unexpectedly large on each floor; The third feeling was that there were many books. How many were there? Not counting the huge storage room behind the stairs on the first floor, there were four borrowing rooms on both sides of each floor, that is, eight borrowing rooms on each floor, a total of forty-eight borrowing rooms. The number of books in each borrowing room was countless.

The visiting time passed quickly. Fang Yuan and the others felt that it had just started when the time had quietly reached 12 o'clock. The senior surnamed Zhao raised his hand, looked at the time, and said with regret,

"Dear students, the time for your team to gather is almost here. The remaining areas can be visited by yourselves when you come to Beihai University of Technology in the future. I will take you back first, so that your teachers will not be anxious."

Looking at Fang Yuan and his group, who were still full of interest, this senior was also very regretful. After all, he had also come from this period, and he also knew what such an opportunity meant to Fang Yuan at this time.

Of course, as long as no accidents happen, the possibility of Fang Yuan and the others being admitted to Beihai University of Technology is extremely high. At least much higher than those of the same level as them.

The group of five, holding the "Elite Program" reference materials that they had just taken out from the office, followed the senior and joined the students from their respective schools.

At this time, the fellow students had been waiting here for a long time. Seeing these familiar faces, the sense of unreality in Fang Yuan's heart disappeared.

What happened today was very dreamlike for Fang Yuan. Whether it was Teacher Li Ang, who encouraged perseverance and used his teaching career as a bet, or Principal Shao, who was kind and optimistic about him, both of them filled him with a sense of intimacy, but also made him feel unreal.

Familiar faces, with a trace of impatience on their faces, but when they saw Fang Yuan and the others coming back, their eyes revealed a trace of envy and unwillingness.

The students who were able to come here each had their own pride in their hearts. A little bit of lagging behind this time does not mean eternal lagging behind. Failure will only become a small磨砺 on their road to success. Crossing it, defeating it, success is waiting for them ahead.

They are not satisfied with the status quo. Everyone wants to change. Since they successfully passed this exam, they know that they can't blame others. It can only show that others have put in more effort than them.

Beihai No. 1 Middle School was the big winner of this exam. Teacher Mu's face was full of smiles, making him even more approachable.

Teacher Mu's smile became different in Qian Xiaoxiao's eyes. He had suffered a lot from Teacher Mu in normal times. As Qian Xiaoxiao's head teacher, he could be said to both love and hate students of Qian Xiaoxiao's character.

As the most active student in the class, his academic performance is also among the best in the class, especially in mathematics and physics. If you only compare these two subjects, no one in this academic year is his opponent except for the two great gods in front.

Of course, the current Fang Yuan is also inferior to him, but with the blessing of the "cheating device", Fang Yuan can surpass Qian Xiaoxiao in all aspects before the college entrance examination, and even catch up with the footsteps of the two great gods.

Speaking of the two great gods, they are Yu Hanlong, who has occupied the first place in the academic year for many years, and Zhao Qiang, who is chasing closely behind him. Don't look at Xu Qiang, who is Fang Yuan's old friend, with a similar name, but he is really strong, while Xu Qiang can only be said to be a seemingly strong but actually weak product.

Without giving Fang Yuan a chance to think, Teacher Mu pulled him back to the real world.

"Okay, students, our trip to Beihai University of Technology is coming to an end. Everyone, calm down and leave in an orderly manner according to my instructions later." Teacher Mu said to them with a serious face.

"Okay, teacher, we know." The students replied in unison.

...... There was nothing to say for a while, and there were no waves on the way back to Beihai No. 1 Middle School.

The returning carriage was very stable, allowing the students who had been mentally tense for the past few days to have a good sleep on the bus.

Fang Yuan was very satisfied with the harvest of this trip to Beihai University of Technology. Whether it was the system that could bring him greater help, or the successful passing of the Beihai University of Technology exam, both of these harvests made him very satisfied.

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Speaking of after the title function is turned on, Fang Yuan felt that his "waste" system no longer needs him to worry about it. It even brought him a lot of help.

Soon, Fang Yuan and his group arrived at the campus of Beihai No. 1 Middle School. Returning to this campus where he had lived for three years, Fang Yuan felt that his hanging heart had been put down.

There was no welcome as imagined, and no one cheered for themselves and others. Only their respective head teachers were waiting for them here, and of course some of their close friends were waiting for them here. Xiang Lingling was impressively among them.

They are the warriors who returned victoriously, and also brought glory to Beihai No. 1 Middle School. Although it is not the kind of glory that can cause a sensation, it is at least built up by their own hands.

If there are no accidents, at least three students out of these less than twenty students will be admitted to Beihai University of Technology, a top university in the country. Even in Beihai No. 1 Middle School, such results are extremely outstanding.

The moment Fang Yuan and the others stepped off the car, a burst of applause rang out. Although it was not particularly intense, it was full of sincerity.

Fang Yuan and the others' eyes suddenly turned red. This is the feeling of home, always moving people unintentionally.

Fang Yuan and the others walked out of the carriage in the applause. Fang Yuan saw Xiang Lingling in the crowd, and saw her palms turning red from clapping hard. Fang Yuan was very happy in his heart.

Without too much communication, Fang Yuan and the others came to the conference room under the support of the teachers.

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