The puppets' stage play

Qi Xiu was thinking a lot and looked at the other party with interest. Zhao Zhengming frowned and looked at each other. His eyes were solemn and revealed a warning. Qi Xiu calmly turned his head and ignored him.

Zhao Zhengming also turned his head and continued to look at Song Sheng. This time, his face was expressionless and his eyes were devoid of warmth.

Song Sheng glanced around the crowd with satisfaction, thinking to himself that no one would question it this time.

He actually didn't want to be so cold. He originally wanted to have a good conversation. After all, the other party was introduced by his good friend Ling Sheng. In fact, he agreed with Yang Shen next to him and did not reject the suggestion of being the woman's companion, but... ..

Song Sheng didn't want Du De to be discriminated against by them, so he took the initiative to stand up and clearly stated his position.

In this way, it can be considered helpful to Xiao De. After all, there is always someone who can go in with him.

This is even a little help from an incompetent elder like him.

Song Sheng did not go to see Du De. He believed that the other party must also understand his intentions. Originally, he only valued Yao Chong and Wu Sheng reluctantly competed for the last spot, but Zhao Zhengming was the figure unanimously recognized by the others.

The other party was introduced by Mr. Tang, and the other two people also praised him. Based on what he had seen before, this person undoubtedly had bad character, and he didn't know what his true level was.

Song Sheng thought for a moment and had a plan in mind. He put on a kind smile and said:

"We are not familiar with each other, please introduce yourself."

Everyone was silent for a while, and Qi Xiu was the first to speak, with a calm tone: "Dude, born in the shanty town of East District, aims to enter Qingjing College." After he finished speaking, he glanced at the woman on his right and raised his head to signal.

Wu Yunqiao was nervous and stirred her hands tightly.

He glanced at Song Sheng silently, and then glanced sideways at Qi Xiu. He exhaled softly, rolled his eyes, smiled sweetly, held his hands together and held them to his chest, which became more and more undulating.

"Well, my name is Wu Yunqiao, you can call me Xiaoyun. I am from... the sixth daughter of Wu Guangsheng in the black labor district. I hope that Sister Xiaoyue can be qualified."

Xiaoyun finished her words in one breath, lowering her head and not daring to look at everyone's eyes.

Only then did everyone understand that as for his father's surname Wu, it was not surprising that her surname was Wu. This meant that she had no inheritance rights, was not the daughter of a legitimate wife, and might not even be valued by her biological father.

Liu Xinyue lowered her head, her eyes were a little red, she gritted her teeth, feeling depressed, and couldn't help but glance at Yao Chong.

The other party looked at this side worriedly, feeling a little warm in his heart. Suddenly he was reminded of the predicament he was in, and the other party also had a share of the responsibility!

Thinking of hypocrisy in his heart, he raised his head to calm down. Although a voice seemed soft, it was particularly sonorous and powerful at the moment, a voice that fully reflected the owner's character.

"Liu Xinyue, the second daughter of Liu Zhaoying in Fuguang District, the same target is Qingjing Academy." After saying this, she looked at Qi Xiu sharply.

Qi Xiu was indifferent, Song Sheng was a little angry, why was he so stubborn! His eyes were sharp now.

Liu Xinyue looked at Yao Chong out of the corner of her eye, sighing in her heart, but looking at Qi Xiu firmly.

"I hope we can enter Qingjing Academy together!"

Only then did Song Sheng feel satisfied, and appreciation appeared in his eyes.

Qi Xiu took a look at the other person and felt in his heart that the other person was probably testing someone for someone. In a sense, he was brave, although in his opinion, it was stupid.

Liu Xinyue sat down calmly, thinking that I am repaying the attack in front of your door, and it will never matter in the future.

Wu Sheng looked at Yao Chong with a complicated expression, feeling somewhat unhappy, not only for Yao Chong, but also for Liu Xinyue, and even more for himself.

He looked at Uncle Song, who was as kind as ever, but he could no longer say the good greeting easily.

He thought of what his father said to him that day when he was lying on the bed with a numb face.

"The relationship of more than forty years is not as rich as the wealth of two or three years. How can a person be like this? There are advantages to you that no one thinks about..."

Wu Dafu's voice was hoarse, and his face was flooded with tears. He howled and held his hand with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"Your uncle was hit by a flood at the time. We were still on the street. Too many people were running and he was overwhelmed. I didn't hesitate to turn around and help him.

Uncle Tang fell down and screamed in severe pain. The other three people didn't say anything, so I took the initiative to carry him on my back.

Lao Yang is even less of a thing. Among the few people, I saved his life the most. The cracks and the collapsed building. Without me, he would have died long ago. Song Sheng, haha, he is quite loyal. I also admired him at that time. Now...it has changed..."

Wu Sheng was a little worried and looked straight at Song Sheng. The corners of Song Sheng's mouth were a little stiff, but he didn't regret much when looking at the other party's sad expression.

He did this kind of thing without fear of others' criticism. Although he felt a little guilty, he also had ways to compensate for it. After all, his father was indeed loyal.

"....Wu Sheng, the son of Wu Dafu of Wu's Noodle House in Fuguang District, the target..." Wu Sheng shook his head and didn't want to say more.

Zhao Zhengming has been very honest since Song Sheng came out. At this time, he nodded to Song Sheng very politely and looked at everyone calmly, without frivolity or cynicism.

"My name is Zhao Zhengming. I was introduced by Uncle Tang. I come from the Shanty West District and aim at Qingjing Academy." With his handsome face and his magnetic voice, he looked particularly noble and elegant.

Qi Xiu looked at the other party attentively. It turns out that people from the West District have always been aggressive, so they are quite skilled in martial arts. However, the temperament of the other party clearly did not look like he was from the West District. When he stopped provoking others, he looked more like a nobleman from some family.

The others also stared at each other in surprise. Qi Xiu turned his head and looked at the nails on his hands, convinced that the other party was hiding something.

Zhao Zhengming looked at Yao Chong. Yao Chong was obviously surprised. He looked very friendly and smiled.

Yao Chong scratched the hair on his forehead angrily, looked at the other party fiercely, and then spoke loudly.

"Yao Chong, the son of my father Yao Zheng, the target..."

He looked at Liu Xinyue, Zhao Zhengming, and finally Qi Xiu, "Oh, Qingjing Academy..."

Song Sheng ignored everyone's grievances and waited for Yao Chong to finish speaking before continuing.

"It's July 7th now, and most of everyone's goal is to enter Qingjing College, and Qingjing's enrollment this time is September 16rd, which is just over a month.

Everyone must understand that although the education methods of the three major colleges are not nearly the same, the study period is the same, which is five years. Students in the first two years, students in the third and fourth years, and students in the fifth year are each at the same level.

Everyone who can come here has spent at least two years of basic study and has a basic understanding of various subjects. Today I will ask a question first to feel your progress."

Everyone nodded, and Qi Xiu also nodded among them. Although the original person had not studied for a long time, he was a second-level person after all, and his mind was far beyond that of ordinary people, so it was nothing to him.

Moreover, after living here, he also took the opportunity to copy Song Sheng's basic knowledge. Although it was somewhat beyond his expectation, the other party's level was only average.

"If you were a businessman in the Floating Light District, how would you manage the people below you?" Song Sheng smiled strangely and looked at everyone expectantly.

Qi Xiu was not surprised. He saw that this question was asked by Bo De in the other party's memory. He could now give a standard answer, so it needed to be improved.

"Use strict institutional constraints and lead by example," Liu Xinyue was the first to say it with some confidence.

"Well, encourage them?" Wu Yunqiao scratched her face, tilted her head, and looked at everyone with watery eyes.

"Bind with interests, bind with favors"

"Give more money and say that the more you work, the more money you will get."

Wu Sheng and Yao Chong came out almost at the same time, and they both seemed to be competing with each other.

"Hehehe, Scholar Song, these people are not good at it. They can only start from one angle." Zhao Zhengming was listening quietly at first, but now he got into his old ways, raising his head and laughing at everyone.

He leaned back as hard as he could, crossed his arms over his chest, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Song Sheng was not angry. In fact, unless it involved Qi Xiu, he would not care about some small disrespect and looked at the other party with gentle eyes.

Zhao Zhengming's face straightened, he resumed his sitting posture, expressed his respect for Song Sheng, and said in a deep voice: "Be bound by the system, guided by interests, based on friendship, and use the atmosphere as a mirror, drive everyone, and do everything possible!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Sheng expectantly, his eyes extremely focused, waiting for the other party's comments.

"Your thinking has taken shape, it can only be considered reasonable." Song Sheng's faint words made the other party's eyes darken. He lowered his head and wanted to speak several times, but finally did not say anything.

Song Sheng looked at Qi Xiu expectantly.

“Set an example, choose an incompetent villain who is only afraid of flattery, reuse him, promote him to a high-level position, and let him squeeze and exploit those below him at will.

You can use its name to get rid of lazy people, so that the people below have someone to scold, and they can stick together, and then 'I' will be thrown out."

"The people below will say that they are deceived by the villain, but sympathize with 'me'. Of course, in order not to be deceived by the incompetent villain, they think that the situation is great.

We need an honest person who works hard, promote him to the middle level, and let others see the temptation to rise. At the same time, let him supervise the people below and have the right to report to "I" directly, so as to grasp the real situation."

"The villain can only focus on 'me' when it is rejected, and at the same time, it will madly bite those below who say bad things about it. When the villain is criticized by everyone, abandon it and continue the process."

Qi Xiu finished speaking calmly, and there was silence below.

Song Sheng looked at him in surprise. It was similar to what his teacher said back then, but it was still lacking.

"What a devil"

This was the unanimous idea of ​​​​everyone. Zhao Zhengming was somewhat impressed. He deserved to secure a spot and was more thoughtful than him.