Crossing the Future Maker

    The Department of History is an unpopular subject with few students. There are only two classes of freshmen, and Feng Yan is one class of students.

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

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

     "Hello, classmates, I will be your head teacher from now on. My surname is Chen. You can call me Teacher Chen, and I will start calling now."

    "Charlie Brook."

    "Here!"

    "Roths."

    "Here!"

     …

     "Okay, all the students have arrived, and there are still five minutes for the opening ceremony. Now everyone can get to know each other." After speaking, Teacher Chen turned on the big screen, and the Imperial Capital Academy was playing on the screen. The history of the school, and the famous people who have appeared.

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

    Feng Yan was bored in every possible way, resting on his chin in his hands, everything about Imperial Capital Academy, he had inquired clearly long before he signed up.

    Imperial Capital Academy is a first-class institution, but its ranking is lower than Imperial Military Academy and Saint Ann Academy. Needless to say, Imperial Military Academy has no one who does not yearn for it. Saint Ann Academy is an aristocratic academy, the top The configuration, top-notch facilities, top-notch teachers, many princes and nobles could not get into the Imperial Military Academy, so they would choose St. Ann Academy, from which Feng Yuan graduated.

      I didn’t take the ridicule of others to heart at all. If you are really rich and powerful, unless your grades are very poor, it is definitely better to go to St. Ann College than at Imperial College. At least, the various configuration facilities of St. Ann College can be used. Make their starting point one step higher.

    You must know that in addition to your identity, you must be very rich to enter the gate of St. Ann College.

    Feng Yan is actually a little fortunate. Fortunately, there are no princes and princesses in Imperial College. He and the Lin family are destined to be opposites. The aunt of the Lin family is the queen. panic.

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

    Feng Yan looked back lazily: "Feng Yan."

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

    Feng Yan's face darkened: "It doesn't matter, if it matters, do you think I'll be here?"

    Zhou Jiawei nodded: "That's true, I wanted to hug my thighs, but now I have no hope!"

    Feng Yan raised the corners of his lips mockingly, but he didn't have any ill feelings in his heart, this boy was very direct, and he couldn't be disgusted, he said with a smile, "If you still want to hug your thighs in the history department, you go. The mecha can be tied."

    Zhou Jiawei smacked his face, waved his arms and legs, gave him a blank look, and said, "If I could go to the mecha department, why would I 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 and said, "Compared to music, cooking, and farming, I think history is better."

    Feng Yan smiled lightly, the universities of the future world will have a variety of subjects, such as cooking, flower arrangement, farming, painting, etc. However, for a man with ideals, it is true History department is better.

    Zhou Jiawei mourned and complained for a while, and quickly regained her spirits: "Hey, what's your admission score?"

    Feng Yan searched the original owner's memory: "563."

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

    Feng Yan nodded. He ranked third in the school and twenty-sixth in the world. In fact, according to the original master's results, if it wasn't for his poor physical fitness, he could have entered the Imperial Military Academy.

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

    Feng Yan was amused by him: "Go ahead, the principal is about to speak, 10,000 words of thoughts."

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

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

    "Hello everyone, it's the start of another year..."

    The principal was eloquent, talking for half an hour before stopping, and the opening ceremony finally came to an end.

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

    Mr. Chen stepped onto the podium: "Okay, new students, stop your little tricks, the principal's speech is over, and now I announce that one month later, on this day next month, the school will To carry out performance activities, I hope that our classmates will also show performances, and we don’t ask you to get a place, but please remember, don’t embarrass the history department.”

    "Wow, there is a performance, do mechas also participate?"

    "You can see handsome guys."

    "And beauties!"

    "What does the flower arrangement show?"

    “How does the culinary department perform?”

    The following classmates immediately became noisy!

    Mr. Chen patted the tabletop of the podium: "Students, please be quiet, yes, the mecha department will also participate in the performance, they will show everyone a wonderful battle, and the flower arrangement department will arrange The venue, the culinary arts department will perform live performances to make food, how about you? Have you thought about what program to perform?"

    "Ah-"

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

    Mr. Chen smiled slightly: "Some of the senior students are performing dramas, and some are performing 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 produce a total of three programs. , I hope to see you in it."

    “Why don’t grades 5-7 participate?”

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

    "Oh!"

    "Okay, the digression has been said, 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 teach today. , take a test first and let me see how much you know about history."

    Exam?

    The students are nervous, don't they write their thoughts about the beginning of the school?

    Mr. Chen said gently: "Don't worry, the test questions are very simple, they are some basic knowledge of the history department, I think most people must have reviewed it at home, now open your brains ."

    Mr. Chen made a connection, and the exam questions were quickly sent to the students' brains.

    Feng Yan opened the topic and looked at it, and was secretly happy, 30% of interstellar history and 70% of ancient cultural history are indeed basic topics that are simple and easy to understand.

    Feng Yan answered the questions very quickly, he finished it in 20 minutes. Seeing that others were still answering the questions, he waited for another ten minutes before handing in the papers.

    The first day of school is over and Mr. Chen announces the dismissal of school.

    The students looked around and began to whisper.

    “Don’t you need to write your thoughts about starting school?”

    "Mr. Chen didn't say it, so there's no need to write it!"

     "It's necrotic, how can Senior Hu lie, my heart is broken."

     "Senior Hu's deceiving appearance is so graceful."

    "..."

    Feng Yan was very speechless. Sure enough, there are **** everywhere, and there are many campuses. He is not very interested in such girls.

    Just 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 drop by, let's go together, I'm from Rui Haixing, one of my roommates is from the music department, and the other is from the mecha manufacturing department. There is also a medical department, and there is not even a companion."

    Feng Yan said: "I am from the floating star."

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

    Feng Yan was fascinated: "It's really not easy."

    The original owner put in a lot of hard work in order to be admitted to Imperial College, but unfortunately, it was all destroyed by Leiha and his son, and now it is cheaper for him.

     "By the way, today's test questions, how do you feel about your grades?"

    Feng Yan thought about it, and it seemed that he answered no questions wrongly: "It's okay."

    Zhou Jiawei scratched his head: "Actually, I have an average history. I am a little clueless when answering the question today. University student, you can take care of me in the future."

    Feng Yan nodded lightly, he always wanted to make friends at school, and currently he has no ill feelings towards Zhou Jiawei, so why not give him a pointer: "Yes."

     "That's great, I'll invite you to dinner another day, you mustn't refuse."

    "OK."

    The two of them were talking while walking towards the dormitory. The restaurant was not far in front of the dormitory building.

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

    "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 yet, and tomorrow he was going to be slapped in the face with a "papapa!", it really hurts!

    Back to the villa, Qin Nan had already returned, and the two of them shared their experiences today. Qin Nan was a little lethargic. There are sixteen classes in the first grade of the mecha department, two of which are auditors. The students are all young masters from wealthy families. With money, there will be comparisons and quarrels. As a poor boy, Qin Nan is restless in the classroom 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 become an auditor. The tuition fee was not a small sum, and it was enough for ordinary people to live on other planets for a lifetime.

    Feng Yan cocked his chin, and his eyes showed a little sneer: "Put your chest up and look up."

    Qin Nan was taken aback and straightened her back unconsciously.

    "Learn from me, come, look a little arrogant, and be a little contemptuous."

    "Pfft!" Qin Nan laughed.

    Feng Yan stared at him coldly, his arrogant eyes seemed to be arrogant.

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

    Feng Yan hates that iron is not steel: "Why are you so stupid, you can't pretend, otherwise, what if others bully you to be honest."

    Qin Nan smiled honestly, in fact he is not honest, he has been crawling and rolling in society since he was a child, how can he be really honest, he just cherishes this friend very much, there is no disguise in front of Feng Yan, That's why it seems to be very simple, otherwise, if Xiao Yanzi sold Aiweier, how could he not change his face when he met.

    Feng Yan glared at him: "You are also rich now, understand? Our restaurant is open, you own 10% of the shares, you give me confidence, don't be ashamed, hear?"

    Qin Nan nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know, I know, my eldest young master, don't worry, I came to school to study, not to compare with others, no Let people bully me."

    "It's almost the same, but you have to show some momentum, so that people can't be underestimated."

    Qin Nan smiled: "Don't worry, my grades in my class are fairly average, so I won't be looked down upon."

    Auditors, as the name suggests, are all students who have not been admitted to the university through the back door. The grades of the students in the class are similar, 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 an auditor."

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

    Mei Mei had a meal. In the afternoon, the two went to the school for a walk to get familiar with the environment. After the evening, they spent in the training room.