Chapter 140: Qualifying in the Special Department

Chapter 140: Qualifying in the Special Department

“Young Master Zhou is right. I will definitely investigate this matter. I will never let the learning environment of Qingyang University be ruined by this kind of rat. As for Director Lin, no, Lin Yuze, from now on he is no longer a dean of Qingyang University.” After Jiang Yiming heard Zhou Ping’s words, how could he dare say nothing?

This Lin Yuze didn’t know what was good or bad and took the initiative to provoke Zhou Ping. He should have such an end. Who could blame him? Even if it was a subordinate, she was not someone that a man of his calibre could provoke? It’s death!

Looking at Lin Yuze, who was still lying unconscious on the ground, Jiang Yiming showed no sympathy.

“Principal Jiang is really fair in doing things.” Zhou Ping patted Jiang Yiming on the shoulder, then turned and left.

There was silence in the hall.

“Principal Jiang, this Director Lin’s matter… will it really be handled like this?” after a while, Vice President Wang asked.

“Are we really going to remove the Director of Training for the sake of the Zhou family’s nasty boy?”

“Otherwise?” Jiang Yiming mocked. “Forget the Director of Training. If he becomes serious, I’m afraid even my position can be removed. That’s Young Master Zhou!”

“Of course, if you don’t agree with Vice President Wang, you can investigate. You can find the Ministry of Education or other departments. Or you can go directly to Young Master Zhou, but I won’t accompany you.”

Vice President Wang was speechless. “He’s just a freshman, isn’t he…” After being silent for a while, Vice Principal Wang still wanted to refute, but noticed the look in Principal Jiang’s eyes, and he woke up. This Jiang Yiming was definitely an old fox. But now he didn’t dare to contradict and provoke Zhou Ping, and he was so reluctant to come to the door. Wasn’t he insulting himself?

Vice President Wang secretly rejoiced, but fortunately, he responded in time and immediately gave up his anger.

Suddenly, the door of the room squeaked open. Zhou Ping went and returned, and suddenly a group of people were shocked.

“Well, is there anything else, Young Master Zhou?” Jiang Yiming was the first to react and quickly asked.

“There is nothing.” Zhou Ping curled his lips while looking at the panic. “I just want to ask, where can I sign up for the special department?”

“Special?” Jiang Yiming was surprised. “There is no registration for the special department.”

“No registration?” Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows.

“Young Master Zhou, let me explain,” Jiang Yiming said quickly for fear that Zhou Ping would be unhappy. “The special department recruits people regardless of grade or background. As long as they think they have potential, they will take the initiative to find them. But because of this, they have no registration place.”

“Then how do I sign up? Do I wait for them to find me? How long will it take?” Zhou Ping thought.

“Actually, if Young Master Zhou wants to sign up for the special department, I know a more straightforward way,” Jiang Yiming looked at Zhou Ping’s expression and said cautiously.

“What method?” Zhou Ping looked at Jiang Yiming.

“This method is simple, but difficult to say. Does Young Master Zhou know about the qualifying match?” Jiang Yiming said without beating around the bush.

“Keep talking.” Zhou Ping had only heard of the qualifying match today, and immediately looked at Jiang Yiming calmly.

“In order to stimulate and improve the progress of students’ training, the school deliberately holds qualifying matches every year. As long as you can get a good ranking in the qualifying matches, you can get a certain amount of resources provided by the school for free. Over time, this has also become a judgment. An event of student strength.

“And the special department originally selected students with potential and strength for more in-depth training. Therefore, the annual qualifying competition will receive their attention. If Young Master Zhou can get first place in the qualifying match, then you can enter the special department…”

“Okay, I see.” Zhou Ping interrupted Jiang Yiming. “Simply put, just get first place in the qualifying match, right?”

“Generally speaking, yes,” Jiang Yiming said very cautiously.

“Okay. You continue to eat.” After learning the news he wanted, Zhou Ping didn’t bother to continue. Turning around, Zhou Ping walked pit.

The room fell silent again. After waiting for a long time, it was determined that Zhou Ping would not return again, and a group of talented people breathed a sigh of relief. Then everyone looked at the mess all over the floor and was speechless for a while.

“It’s like this, what else is there to eat.”

“Master, shall we go to the qualifying match now?” when Zhou Ping led Zuo Miaoyan out of the restaurant, Zuo Miaoyan asked.

“Yes.” Zhou Ping looked at the time. “Although it’s still early, we don’t even know where the qualifying match will be registered and held. Hey, I forgot to ask. Forget it, let’s go now, and save the trouble of missing the qualifying match.”

“Well, the slave listens to the master.” Zuo Miaoyan obediently followed Zhou Ping, and the two began to inquire about the location of the qualifying match.

Qualifying match is a very famous event in Qingyang University. The two of them can find someone at random, and they will understand the location after a little inquiry.

Following the route, the two walked to the qualifying arena. Although it was still early, there was already a sea of ??people here.

“Young Master Zhou! Boss!” A familiar voice called Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping distinguished it immediately. This was Fu Xueyi’s voice, and he turned his head to look at him.

“Why are you here? And, why are you with Wu Jingxian?” Zhou Ping saw Fu Xueyi and Wu Jingxian standing aside, and Zhou Ping was immediately surprised.

“Why? I can’t be here? This is the qualifying match, how could I not come?” Wu Jingxian raised an eyebrow at Zhou Ping.

“That’s right, at the level of Wu Jingxian’s martial idiot, she will definitely not miss this qualifying match.” Zhou Ping understood, and looked at Fu Xueyi again.

“Fu Xueyi, didn’t I give you a technique book? You should practice, so why did you come here?”

“Hey hey, boss, I am your dog leg, how can I not follow you.” Fu Xueyi calmly changed “Young Master Zhou” to “Boss”.

Where was the name “Young Master Zhou” called “Boss” to get close? It used to be Zhou Ping himself who asked Fu Xueyi to call him “Young Master Zhou”. But now that Zuo Miaoyan even called the word “master”, Fu Xueyi felt that if he didn’t change his way, then his status as the “first dogleg” would definitely not be maintained.

“Boss, the book you gave me is really amazing. I feel like I’m great now. If I fight Jiang Liran, I can beat him to death with one hand.” Fu Xueyi proudly fished for compliment.