Crossing the Future Maker

The history department is an unpopular subject with very few students. There are only two classes for freshmen, and Feng Yan is a class of students.

When he came to the classroom, he chose a seat by the window at the back and sat down. After a while, the classmates came one after another.

As the class bell rang, an older middle-aged man walked into the classroom.

"Hello, students. From now on, I will be your homeroom teacher. My surname is Chen. You can call me Mr. Chen. Now, roll call begins."

"Charlie Brook."

"To!"

"Ross."

"To!"

......

"Okay, all the students have arrived, and there are 5 minutes before the opening ceremony. Now everyone can get to know each other first." As he spoke, Mr. Chen turned on the big screen, which played the history of the founding of the Imperial College and the history of the school that once appeared. celebrities.

The freshmen watched with excitement, imagining how great it would be if they could become one of them one day.

Feng Yan was so bored, he rested his chin on his hand and was lost in thought. He had inquired about everything about the Imperial Capital Academy long before he signed up.

Imperial College is a first-class university, but its ranking is lower than that of Imperial Military Academy and St. Ann Academy. Needless to say, there is no one in the entire empire who does not yearn for Imperial Military Academy. Many princes and aristocrats would choose Sheng'an Academy if they could not get into the Imperial Military Academy, and Feng Yuan graduated from there.

In the future world, nobles are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The nobles of the Imperial Capital Academy are at best nobles, and the third-rate and ninth-rate families can also be called nobles. Therefore, on the day of registration, Feng Yan did not take others' ridicule to heart at all. In fact, if you are really rich and powerful, unless your grades are very poor, it is definitely better to go to St. Ann College than to Imperial College. At least, the various configurations and facilities of St. Ann College can make their starting point one step higher than others.

You know, in addition to status, you have to be very rich to enter the gate of St. Ann's College.

Feng Yan was actually a little lucky. Fortunately, there were no princes or princesses in the Imperial Capital Academy. He and the Lin family were destined to be at odds. The Lin family's aunt was the queen. If he encountered any bloody plots, thinking about it would make him panic.

"Hi, my name is Zhou Jiawei, what's your name?" The boy next door poked his arm.

Feng Yan turned around lazily: "Feng Yan."

Zhou Jiawei's eyes lit up: "What's your relationship with the Feng family?"

Feng Yan's face darkened: "It's okay, if it does, do you think I'll be here?"

Zhou Jiawei nodded: "That's true. I wanted to hug my thighs at first, but now it's hopeless!"

Feng Yan raised the corners of his lips mockingly, but he didn't feel any disgust in his heart. This boy was so straightforward that he couldn't be disgusted. He said with a smile: "If you want to hug your thighs in the history department, you can go to the mecha department."

Zhou Jiawei bluffed, waved his arms and legs, gave him a white look, and said, "If I could go to the mecha department, I wouldn't stay here."

Feng Yan teased: "It's still too late to change subjects, go out and turn left to the teaching office."

Zhou Jiawei sighed, spread his hands and said, "Compared with music, cooking, and farming, I think the history department is better."

Feng Yan smiled lightly. The universities in the future world have a variety of subjects, such as cooking, flower arrangement, farming, painting, etc. However, for a big man with ideals, the history department is indeed better.

Zhou Jiawei felt sorry for himself for a while, and quickly cheered up: "Hey, what is your entrance score?"

Feng Yan searched the memory of the original owner: "563."

"Wow——" Zhou Jiawei's eyes widened: "Are you the highest score in the class?"

Feng Yan nodded. He was ranked third in the school and 26th in StarCraft. In fact, according to the original owner's results, if he wasn't too weak in physical fitness, he could definitely enter the Imperial Military Academy.

"Great God——" Zhou Jiawei shouted exaggeratedly: "Please worship——"

Feng Yan was amused by him: "Let's go, the principal is about to speak, [-] words of thought."

"Oh——" Zhou Jiawei wailed, and hurriedly focused on the big screen.

The scene on the screen changed, and the principal's office appeared in front of everyone.

"Hi students, it's the beginning of the new year..."

The headmaster spoke eloquently for half an hour before stopping, and the opening ceremony finally came to an end.

Feng Yanjiong has a spirit, compared to the opening ceremony of a modern university, the future world is too simple.

Teacher Chen walked up to the podium: "Okay, new students, stop your petty actions. The principal has finished his speech. Now I announce that one month later, that is, today next month, the school will have a performance. I hope our class The students also come up with performances, you are not required to get a ranking, but please remember, don't embarrass the history department."

"Wow, there is a performance, will the mecha department also participate?"

"You can see the handsome guy."

"There are also beauties!"

"What does the Flower Arrangement Department perform?"

"How does the culinary arts department perform?"

The students below immediately made a noise!

Teacher Chen patted the tabletop of the podium: "Students, please be quiet. Yes, the mecha department will also participate in the performance. They will show you a wonderful battle. The flower arrangement department will arrange the venue, and the culinary department will perform live. Make delicious food, how about you? Have you figured out what show to perform?"

"what---"

The students are frowning, what can the history department perform?

Teacher Chen smiled slightly: "Some of the senior students will perform drama, and some will perform calligraphy. You can think about it carefully when you go back. Except that the fifth to seventh grades do not need to participate, our department will have a total of three programs. I hope to see you in it." .”

"Why don't grades five to seven participate?"

Teacher Chen explained: "After the fifth grade, you will face an internship, and the seventh grade is a graduate. You don't have to participate in campus activities when you reach the fifth grade."

"Oh!"

"Okay, I've finished my digressions. Now let's get down to business. Students, since you have come to the history department, you must have a deep love for history and culture. We will not give lectures today. Let me do a test first. See how much you know about history."

take an exam?

The students are getting nervous, don't you write your feelings about the beginning of the school?

Teacher Chen said gently: "Don't worry, everyone. The test questions are very simple. They are all basic knowledge of the history department. I think most of you must have reviewed them at home. Now turn on your optical brains."

Teacher Chen made a connection, and the exam questions were quickly posted on the students' optical brains.

Feng Yan opened the question and looked, secretly happy in his heart, 30.00% interstellar history, 70.00% ancient culture history, are indeed simple and easy to understand basic questions.

Feng Yan answered the questions very quickly, and finished it in 10 minutes. Seeing that others were still answering the questions, he waited another ten minutes before handing in the paper.

The class on the first day of school is over, and Teacher Chen announces that school is over.

The students looked left and right and began to whisper.

"Don't you need to write your thoughts about the beginning of school?"

"Mr. Chen didn't say it, so you shouldn't need to write it!"

"Necrosis, how can senior Hu lie, my heart is about to break."

"Senior Hu's deceitful appearance is very elegant."

"..."

Feng Yan was very speechless, as expected, there are nympho everywhere, especially in the campus, he is very displeased with such girls.

Just as he walked out of the classroom, Zhou Jiawei chased after him: "Hey, do you want to go to the dining hall together?"

Feng Yan shook his head: "No, I want to go back to the dormitory first."

"Okay then." Zhou Jiawei was disappointed for a while: "Let's just drop in and go there together. I'm from Rui Haixing. One of my roommates is from the Department of Music, one from the Department of Mech Manufacturing, and one from the Department of Medicine. No companions."

Feng Yan said: "I'm from Floating Star."

Zhou Jiawei grinned: "Hey, it's also a third-class planet. We are connected by the same destiny. It's not easy to get into the God Capital Academy."

Feng Yan was in a daze: "It's really not easy."

The original owner put in a lot of hard work in order to take the Imperial Capital University, but unfortunately, it was all destroyed by Lei Ha and his son, and now it is cheaper for him.

"By the way, what do you think of today's test questions?"

Feng Yan thought for a while, and he didn't seem to have answered any questions wrong: "It's not bad."

Zhou Jiawei scratched his head: "Actually, my history is so-so. I am a little confused about answering the question today. I am a college student. You need to take care of me in the future."

Feng Yan nodded lightly. He always wants to make friends at school. He doesn't have any ill feelings towards Zhou Jiawei at present, so it doesn't matter if he gives advice: "Yes."

"Great, I can't refuse to invite you to dinner another day."

"Row."

While talking, the two walked towards the dormitory. The restaurant was not far in front of the dormitory building.

"I'm going to eat." Zhou Jiawei waved him goodbye.

"Goodbye." Feng Yan continued to walk forward, the villa area was still in the deepest part of the dormitory area.

At this time, Feng Yan didn't know that tomorrow he was going to be slapped in the face with a "slap!", it really hurts!

Back at the villa, Qin Nan had already returned, and the two of them talked about their experiences today. Qin Nan was a little listless. There were sixteen classes in the first grade of the mecha department, two of which were auditors, and the students were all young masters from rich families. , If you have money, there will be comparisons and quarrels. As a poor boy, Qin Nan is restless in class and always feels a little out of place.

Feng Yan knew in his heart that if he had no money, he would not be able to be an auditor. The tuition fee was not a small amount, and it would be enough for an ordinary family to live for a lifetime on other planets.

Feng Yan lifted his chin, and his disdainful eyes showed a little sarcasm: "Put your chest up, raise your head."

Qin Nan was startled, and unconsciously straightened her back.

"Like me, come on, look a little more arrogantly, and look a little more contemptuous."

"Pfft!" Qin Nan burst out laughing.

Feng Yan stared at him coldly, his haughty gaze seemed supercilious.

Qin Nan immediately faltered, shrinking his neck like a coward: "I can't learn."

Feng Yan hated iron but steel: "Why are you so stupid, just pretend you don't know it, otherwise, what should you do if others bully you to be honest."

Qin Nan smiled honestly. In fact, he was dishonest. He had been struggling in society since he was a child, so he couldn't be honest. He just cherished this friend and had no pretense in front of Feng Yan, so he appeared very innocent. Otherwise, if Xiao Yanzi sold Aiweier, how could he not change his face.

Feng Yan stared at him: "You are also a rich man now, do you understand? When our restaurant opens, you own 10% of the shares. Give me confidence and don't be ashamed. Do you hear me?"

Qin Nan nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I see, I see, my young master, don't worry, I come to school to study, not to compare with others, and I won't be bullied."

"That's about the same, but you have to show some momentum, so you can't be underestimated."

Qin Nan smiled: "Don't worry, my grades in the class are still average, so I won't be underestimated."

Auditors, as the name suggests, are all students who have not been admitted to the university and passed the back door. The students in the class have almost the same grades, and no one is better than the other.

Feng Yan nodded: "By the way, is your class going to have a show?"

Qin Nan shrugged and said indifferently: "There are so many talents in the mecha department, how can it be the turn of the auditors."

The two were talking, and the robot brought the food.

Meimei had a good meal. In the afternoon, the two of them went to the school for a stroll to familiarize themselves with the environment. After the evening, they spent time in the training room.