Global Cultivation [Live]

Mr. Mao Zijie Mao, who lives in Shanghai, woke up again to the music of radio gymnastics.

Sleepily, he took off his earphones, stretched himself, and looked out the window.

It was evening outside the window, but it couldn't conceal the beauty of spring.The speed of running backwards on the green hills is slowing down, and the Xingcheng high-speed railway station is close in front of you.

In the front and rear compartments, many people had already got up and came to the aisle, took down the luggage on the shelf first, and lined up.

Mao Zijie was stunned for a while, and finally woke up.

The person next to him handed him a bottle of mineral water and asked, "Did student Mao sleep well?"

In any case, Mao Zijie has graduated from university for more than half a year, and his physical age is 23 years old.The name Mao is as uncomfortable as that of Mao Zijie.But there is nothing wrong with the name of the person next to him. He quit his job, gave up his career, and came to Star City to be a student.

Mao Zijie participated in the global exam on January [-]th.

Because he memorized the books hard; because he was an original painter, he could quickly associate the appearance of the real object with the text description; because he was very lucky, and in a certain question about luck, he chose the least difficult one... Anyway, no matter it is With luck or strength, Mr. Mao Zijie from Shanghai successfully passed the global entrance examination, and passed the political examination that was so careful that all eighteen generations of his ancestors were screened out of the three tests—the reputation of a pornographic artist almost overwhelmed him. He was knocked down - on January 24th, he received the admission notice sent to his private message column of the Chaoxi Forum.

That's right, that Longzhou Guanghan Ancient Culture Vocational School is so domineering, it doesn't even have a formal admission notice, and the electronic version of the admission notice was not even sent to the registered email address of the candidates, but only sent to a small forum in the private message column.

Their admissions office didn't even say in advance that they would do this!

What else can Mao Zijie say?After hearing this rumor-like news, and then opening the private message column, and seeing the jumping "new news", he really complained.

Is that school really not afraid of students missing their admission letters?

When he got off work at noon, Mao Zijie realized that he had underestimated this school, which obviously had an official background.He was still puzzled when he heard the security guard at the gate said that someone was looking for him. After seeing the three soldiers smiling at him standing in the gate guard's office, he realized that the Longzhou Guanghan Ancient Culture Vocational School had never made a fuss... They are simply making a fuss over a molehill!

"Sorry," said one of the leading soldiers, "Student Mao Zijie, we need to confirm your identity."

Although Mao Zijie entered the door of spiritual practice by learning the tenth set of radio gymnastics, and collected a lot of sword manuals and manuals in the mobile game "The Road to Cultivation", he still can't even make a small fireball. Dare to resist the demands of the soldiers.

A soldier kindly searched him carefully, a soldier scanned him with a strange instrument, and the leading soldier asked him questions with a tablet computer. After confirming that he was the real Mao Zijie and not someone impersonating him, the leading soldier breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry," the soldier said sorry again, "mainly after the admission notice was issued, there have been many spies trying to murder the real admitted students and try to replace them. Longzhou's admission qualifications have been sold on the dark web 1000 million US dollars each, and no one has sold it like this... Student Mao, do you have an intuitive understanding of your current safety?"

"I'm worth 1000 million dollars." Mao Zijie said blankly.

"Never stop." The soldier said.

Mao Zijie couldn't imagine it.

The soldier said: "Although I really want to say that the situation is urgent, we will leave now, but there are still some procedures to go through. That's it, student Mao, you have received the admission letter from Longzhou Guanghan Ancient Culture Vocational School. The principal of the school should Mr. asked us to say that you are a very good person, and he also very much hopes that you can come to study in his school... Then, do you want to study in this school?"

Mao Zijie was surprised when he heard this.

With the domineering style of this school, he thought that once he received the admission notice, he would definitely enroll.Unexpectedly, the school would ask his opinion, which really made Mao Zijie feel a lot more comfortable, because the dissatisfaction caused by the tough actions of the soldiers just now has also subsided.

He thought for a while, and because of some practical problems, he couldn't help asking: "Are all the... admitted students the same age as me?"

The soldier shook his head and said he didn't know, Mao Zijie could only say more directly: "Three big brothers, I just started working, I don't have much savings, and my parents are still in the countryside. If I quit my job to study, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it. Can you tell me how much? Are there any subsidies for poor students or student loans?"

The three soldiers laughed when they heard this.

One of them laughed loudly and said, "Don't worry, brother, for those who enroll through this channel like you, the tuition and miscellaneous fees, books, dormitory, and food are all free! And you have a lot of tasks to do during your studies, and the wages for these tasks are very high." Gao, you definitely don't have to worry about money."

so good?

It is totally unimaginable that he can enjoy this kind of treatment!

If ordinary vocational schools said such things, Mao Zijie would have slapped them as liars.But with the national background behind it, there is no need for Longzhou Guanghan Vocational School to lie about such matters.

However, there may be some problems with the assigned jobs. The country seems to be short of talents...

If the school is really free of charge and includes food and housing, even if he has not earned any income from studying in the past few years, he can still hand over his savings to his parents.What's more, his online identity has been exposed now, so there is no need to refuse to accept manuscripts like before.

Mao Zijie realized that he had nothing to worry about, the entrance qualification of 1000 million US dollars, he would be stupid to give up.

Not daring to hesitate, Mao Zijie nodded hastily.

"Go! Of course I'm going!"

"That's good," the leading soldier laughed, "Student Mao, let's go."

"Wait, I haven't packed my luggage..."

"It doesn't matter. The daily necessities are ready, and there are school uniforms for the clothes. Students Mao should carry the mobile phone, wallet and ID card with him. The high-speed rail ticket has already been booked, so we can go directly."

no?How did they book the high-speed rail ticket without his ID card?

Not too confused about this, Mao Zijie still wanted to go home.

"I rent out the things in the house..."

The soldier looked serious.

"Student Mao, you logged into the morning and evening forum at the company, opened the admission notice, and your colleagues saw it. Before we noticed, the information had already spread. There were four people who came to pick you up, but because of your family' "Suddenly" was stolen, and only one person can be assigned to deal with it. Student Mao, your rental house is very dangerous for you at present, and from the perspective of your personal safety, we do not recommend you to go back."

"But--"

"Of course you can go back. This is your legitimate request, Mao. Don't worry. Even if something happens, you will be the last one. As long as we don't die, you will be safe."

"no--"

"Okay, little bear, go and apply for a change to the high-speed rail ticket. Let's go to Mao's rental house first, and stay vigilant all the way!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Mao Zijie broke down, "I won't go back, three big brothers, let's go now."

The leading soldier looked at him hesitantly.

"Really? Actually, it doesn't matter to us—"

Mao Zijie quickly interrupted him, saying: "I want to go to see the school early! Really, let's go early!"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "That's fine."

Mao Zijie: "... Huh."

How was this position reversed?I really can't understand it.

The three soldiers who intimidated Mao Zijie achieved their goal, and immediately formed a triangle formation to protect Mao Zijie in the middle. Under the excited crowd of Mao Zijie's colleagues, they escorted Mao Zijie all the way to the military vehicle.

The military vehicles were unimpeded on the streets of Shanghai, with police cars in front of them and police cars behind them. They stopped at red lights all the way. In Shanghai, where there are almost no places without traffic jams, Mao Zijie was sent to Hongqiao very quickly.

Mao Zijie didn't even need to collect the ticket himself, and got on the high-speed rail without encountering any obstacles along the way.

What frightened him the most was that there was no one in the carriage he was traveling in except himself and three soldiers.

Mao Zijie has also taken the high-speed rail several times, and he knows that this kind of emptiness is not normal.However, with the energy of the country, to ensure safety, it seems reasonable to set aside a carriage.

At this time, Mao Zijie vaguely came up with an idea.

He is now a very valuable talent.

No, it should be said that he, who has obtained the admission qualification of that school, is destined to be a very precious talent in the future.

Others had too much confidence in him, and Mao Zijie, who hadn't started learning anything, was a little overwhelmed.

In order to escape the pressure that made him fight, Mao Zijie put on his earphones and started listening to music.

He originally saved a lot of songs in his mobile phone. After all, as an original artist, it is their normal state to rush to work while listening to songs.But since a certain day last year, there is only one song left on his mobile phone...an audio file-the music of the tenth national radio gymnastics.

I don't know why, since that day, as long as he hears this music, he is in surprisingly good condition.In the beginning, it was only used for rushing drafts, and later I would also put it when I couldn't sleep at night.

Now that I want to calm down, the music of the [-]th National Radio Gymnastics is naturally the first choice.Accompanied by the rhythm of one, two, three, four, Mao Zijie soon fell asleep.

When he woke up, he had already arrived in Star City.And after he fell asleep, there were other passengers in this compartment.

There were only two real passengers, and like Mao Zijie, they were accompanied by soldiers to protect their safety.The three of them even had the right to get off the train before other passengers got off. Taking advantage of the empty platform, they were covered and quickly left the high-speed rail station.

The pick-up car was naturally ready long ago, and the engine had already been ignited, and they would start it as soon as they were seated.

No time to pay attention to the strange city outside the window, Mao Zijie exchanged uneasiness with two other people who were sure to be his classmates.

Until the driver chuckled and shouted, "Longzhou is ahead!"

Oh, ahead is the comprehension school they are about to enroll in.

The three of Mao Zijie raised their heads in unison, and then were dumbfounded, watching this ordinary-looking bus rushing down the bridge.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The three grabbed the back of the chair and yelled. Mao Zijie felt that he might have mistrusted someone carelessly. The police officer certificates that these soldiers presented at the beginning were definitely fake. They wanted to kill him to take his admission qualifications—

"Sit still." Mao Zijie's wild thoughts were interrupted by the words of the soldiers beside him.

And this bus, which was about to bring a car of people to seek death, did not fall off the bridge.

It flew steadily in mid-air, passed through an invisible film, and everything suddenly became clear.

It is a fairy palace that only exists in imagination, but some places are combined with the scientific style of modern design.Clouds and mists shroud the pavilions, and flocks of cranes flap their wings in the white clouds.

Green trees, snow-white sand.

Here, here is-

"This is it," the soldier said to Mao Zijie with a smile, "Welcome to Longzhou."