6: Enrollment
Yang Pingan spent the whole night planning his future training, and started training again the next morning. Now he was waiting for the enrollment, and after receiving the teacher's instruction, he could really start meditating.Another two months passed, and it was almost time to start school.
That night, Old Tom came to find me alone and said, "Ping An, I will send you to Notting Primary School in Notting City to start school tomorrow. You must study hard in school and strive to become a soul master as soon as possible. If your parents know about this, they will be comforted."
After that, Old Tom took out a purse and handed it to Yang Pingan: "Pingan, you may spend a lot of money when you go to Notting Primary School. This is the gold soul coins you deposited with me. You may need them when you go to school. Although there are thirteen gold soul coins here, which is a considerable fortune, you will go to school for a long time in the future, so you have to use them sparingly in school."
Yang Pingan looked at Old Tom, with a troubled look on his face: "Grandpa Tom, after my parents died these two years, thanks to your care, I might not have grown up this big, can I continue to keep these gold soul coins with you?"
Old Tom couldn't help laughing. "Ping An, what are you thinking about? I am the village chief, so I will not covet your gold soul coins. Just take them. As long as I am still in the village, no one in the village will dare to take your gold soul coins. Besides, you will be a soul master in the future, and the village will still need soul masters like you to take care of it."
Yang Ping'an thought for a while before taking the gold soul coins. Then he took out three gold soul coins from his purse and handed them to Tom.
"Grandpa Village Chief, all these years, both me and my parents are well cared for by you. You even helped me with my parents' funeral affairs. I don't have much now, so this is a token of my gratitude for all these years."
Old Tom couldn't help laughing, but he still took the three gold soul coins: "Think of these as yours with me. Whenever you need them, just come to me and get them."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Tom. The village will always be my home. I will go back to the village every year during the holidays."
After hearing this, Old Tom left Yang Ping'an's house with relief.
After Yang Ping'an watched Old Tom leave, the smile on his face slowly faded.
As for the things under the floor tiles at the foot of the bed at home, Yang Ping'an never even looked at them from beginning to end. When these things were put there, Yang Ping'an was only two years old. In the eyes of his parents, he was just an ignorant child, so his father did not avoid Yang Ping'an when he hid these things.
But what no one knew was that Yang Ping'an already had thoughts and memories at that time. He knew exactly what was under the floor tiles and even knew how to open them.
But the things inside were too shocking. Yang Ping'an was only a six-year-old child, and could be said to be powerless. He still understood the principle of being guilty of possessing a treasure. If the things inside were exposed even a little bit, it would probably bring about a fatal disaster. It would be better to keep them under the floor tiles. At least these villagers would not be able to find or open it.
The next morning, Yang Ping'an had packed up his things at home and was ready to leave at any time.
Yang Ping'an had to bring very little with him, nothing else except two sets of clothes. After all, his family had become extremely poor in the past two years since his mother's death.
With the arrival of Old Tom, Yang Pingan locked the door and left.
The villagers looked at Yang Ping'an as he left, and all of them looked at him with envy. In the Douluo Continent, there is an unbridgeable gap between soul masters and ordinary people.
This time, in addition to old Tom, his son also went to Nottingham. The three of them drove an ox cart to Nottingham. After all, the village is far away from Nottingham, and it is rare to go to the city. Some things need to be purchased in bulk, and some personal items need to be purchased for others.
The ox cart traveled for four hours before arriving at Nottingham.
After entering the city, Old Tom's son drove the ox cart to buy things, while Old Tom took Yang Ping'an and the others to report to Notting Primary School.
When the two arrived at Nottingham Primary School, the guard did not make things difficult for Old Tom and Yang Pingan.
On the contrary, the security guard seemed to be quite familiar with Old Tom. It was probably because Old Tom had sent part-time students to Nottingham Primary School in the past.
After exchanging pleasantries with the security guard, Old Tom took Yang Ping'an to Nottingham Primary School to register. A six-year-old child couldn't register by himself.
The registration process is very simple, especially for work-study students. It is even simpler because they do not need to pay tuition. It mainly involves some information registration, class assignment, dormitory assignment, etc. Of course, some books and school rules are also distributed.
However, after the teacher who helped Yang Ping'an register saw Yang Ping'an's information, he was suddenly surprised, especially when he saw Yang Ping'an's martial soul, there seemed to be a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.
As expected, Yang Ping'an was assigned to Room 7. It was said that all the working students were assigned to Room 7.
After registering, Yang Ping'an took his things and went to Room 7 alone according to the instructions of the teachers and students of the college.
As soon as we entered Room 7, we could smell all kinds of strange smells in the whole room. I guess they were sweat odors. After all, they were all kids who had just entered elementary school. No one could take a shower or wash clothes, so it was normal for them to have some odors.
In particular, the entire Room 7 is more than 300 square meters and has more than 50 beds. However, only 10 to 20 beds have quilts. Either this year's part-time students have not arrived yet, or there are only so few part-time students.
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Yang Ping'an found a relatively remote place to put down the quilt. The entire seventh room was relatively empty, which was more suitable for Yang Ping'an's personality.
As for interacting with other students or forming groups with work-study students, Yang Ping'an had no intention of paying attention. According to Yang Ping'an's own plan, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in the work-study dormitory for long. After all, work-study students have to go to work, and for one or two hours a day. This is a pure waste of time.
In fact, I have ten gold soul coins on me, as well as some silver soul coins, bronze soul coins, etc., so the tuition fees before I become a soul master should be no problem. After all, the tuition fees for elementary school are relatively low, only five gold soul coins a year.
According to Yang Ping'an's analysis of the Purple Golden Mastiff, he must go out to find a job, and he has even thought about his work goals.
After the enrollment was completed that day, Director Su, the director of admissions, and the dean of the college were chatting. They were mainly communicating to see if there were any good candidates for admission this year, especially if there were any students with high innate soul power and strong martial spirits. These students were the focus of the college's training.
You have to know that in the world of soul masters, innate soul power and martial soul basically determine the upper limit of development. There are really good seedlings who can easily surpass several people on the scene in the future, and you can even make advance investments. After all, the strongest person in the entire Notting City is the Soul King, and the strongest person in the academy is the Soul Master, the dean.
In the dean's office, there was a middle-aged man in black clothes with short black hair. His face looked rather melancholy and decadent, but there seemed to be an invisible arrogance on his face.
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