God-level treasure digging system

Chapter 278

Because it was inconvenient to carry large and small bags, when Zhang Wei walked to the school office building, he chose to put the bag in a corner where it would not hinder other people's traffic, and then asked the uncle in the communication room, what should be the registration place? go.

In the end, the uncle also asked all the questions, but asked Zhang Wei to go to the office of the school teachers to ask, saying that there were hospital offices, counselors, directors, etc. there.

According to the uncle's description, Zhang Wei walked to the second floor, turned in any direction, found a sign with the director's sign on it, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." After a while, a hoarse male voice sounded.

Zhang Wei opened the door and walked in, looking at the huge office, there were only two teachers sitting there, a man and a woman, both in their 40s, and there were a few cabinets and sofas in other free places.

The two teachers were relatively busy. When Zhang Wei came in, he didn't look up at him, but he was still busy with his own affairs.

Zhang Wei stepped forward gently, and asked in a low voice near the male teacher.

"Hello, teacher, I would like to ask freshmen to register, where should they report?"

"Freshmen report?"

Hearing this question, the teacher stopped the pen in his hand, adjusted the frame of the glasses, turned his face to look at Zhang Wei, and said with an interesting smile.

"Are you sure it's a freshman report? It's already after the National Day, and school has started for more than a month. You are only here to report now. The traffic jam on the road won't take so long, right?"

Zhang Wei was slightly taken aback, and replied with a smile: "No, I came here as an exchange student. Because the procedures on both sides are relatively cumbersome, I came a bit late."

"Exchange student?" The teacher muttered, then frowned and thought for a while.

It seemed that there was such a message in his mind, he put down the pen he was writing in, turned around and took a serious look at Zhang Bi, from his clothes to his body image.

But the more he observed, the more strange the expression on his face became.

In the Firebird Academy of Art, the school's annual exchange students accounted for at least one thousandth of the school's student population. Although it was not many, the cost was a lot.

These students are basically rich parents and children, because the children have dreams of music and acting, and they come to their school to be gilded under the banner of exchange students.Such students have good family backgrounds, and maybe they were child stars when they were young. Anyway, they have certain social resources on this road.

Because the school has a clear school motto, it is not allowed to admit students who cannot pass the exam.But many leaders also have a lot of favors to take care of, so under this system, such a name of exchange students was born, which is actually similar to the students who come in at a high fee.

Of course, these people are not the same as Zhang Wei who studied for two years before transferring to another school.

Because of this, the teacher felt strange.

It doesn't matter when you enroll, even if you come in at the end of the year, as long as you have connections and money, then it's easy to say.But those who came in like this would go directly to the vice-principal's office or other leaders' offices to go to the student reporting office. There would never be a person like Zhang Wei asking around here alone.

And Zhang Wei's clothes can also be seen, he doesn't look like a rich man at all.

The reason why the male teacher hesitated and didn't send Zhang Wei away directly was because Zhang Wei gave him the feeling that he didn't have the timidity of a country child at all, but rather a little arrogant and indifferent.

This is not something that can be seen in ordinary young people. The arrogance is due to their ability, and the indifference is due to many things they have experienced.

"You should first go to the innermost room on the left side of the first floor and ask about it. It is in charge of educational affairs. Our place belongs to the teaching office, so we don't care about these things."

After thinking about it, the teacher said.

Zhang Wei nodded his thanks and walked out of the office.

Seeing Zhang Bi disappear into the office, the male teacher couldn't help but said to the female teacher opposite: "Mr. Zhang, do you think the student who just came in is unusual?"

"I didn't notice. I'm busy with students' thesis topics here, so I don't care about these." The female teacher named Teacher Zhang replied without raising her head.

The male teacher looked at the door again, smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head and continued to do what he was doing.

According to the teacher's statement, Zhang Wei went to the Academic Affairs Office that manages the school's student issues.

Seeing that the door was open, Zhang Wei knocked on the door frame politely.

But the people inside, except for a few who raised their eyes to look at Zhang Wei, the others ignored him at all, and there was no voice to tell him to go in.

Those who watched him saw that he was such a strange face, and he was dressed in ordinary clothes, so they naturally didn't care, and continued to do things and have fun.

Zhang Bi frowned slightly, and knocked on the door frame again with a little more force.

"Where are you students? Why are you knocking so loudly? You can't see that we are working, do you need to be quiet?"

Just after Zhang Wei finished knocking, what greeted him was still not the teacher's greeting, but a frown and scolding.

"Sorry, I just wanted to ask..."

Before Zhang Wei finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted impatiently by the teacher who scolded him: "No time, don't bother me."

Zhang Wei raised his brows and frowned, why is the teacher in this office so unfriendly.

His eyes fell on the teacher's back, and he found that his hands were sliding left and right, and his eyes were fixed on the table.

Although Zhang Wei didn't know what he was doing, he was definitely not working.

Zhang Wei took two steps forward and caught a glimpse of the mobile phone in the teacher's hand.

Looking at the way he operates, and the occasional pictures on the phone screen, Zhang Wei concluded.

This teacher is playing King Pesticide.

That's it?Or brazenly say that he is working?

"Crap! You idiot! Just make a direct move, and beat the master of chicken feathers."

The teacher still devoted himself to his own battle without noticing that Zhang Wei was already standing by his side.

As a result, their wave of masters hadn't finished yet, and the person who was resurrected by the opponent took a pentakill, and the group was wiped out, followed by a wave of high and low pushes.

"Damn! A bunch of idiots, what the hell, I can't get up to platinum."

The teacher was cursing, and even ordered a report, reporting the one he thought was the most stupid.

Just as I was about to say another sentence, I suddenly felt that there was an extra person beside me.

He looked back and found that Zhang Weizheng was looking at him indifferently.

"Who are you? Don't you know how to knock when you come in? Didn't your primary school teacher teach you the most basic etiquette and morality..."

Perhaps it was because of the loss just now, the teacher just felt that the anger in his heart was unstoppable at the moment, and he said something to Zhang Bi.

Zhang Bi's face remained unchanged, and he asked coldly, "Is this your job, teacher?"

"What kind of job? My job still needs you, a student, to point fingers?" The teacher seemed to have sensed Zhang's intention, and hurriedly canceled the second round that was about to start, and returned to the main interface of the phone.

"Of course I'm not qualified, but the people there should be qualified, right?" Zhang Wei said, turning around and pointing to the camera above the door.

Seeing the camera, the teacher cursed inwardly: Damn it, damn it!

He was originally sitting across from him, but because of the angle, the camera couldn't see what he was doing, so playing games at work was already a daily routine.

But he moved his location before the National Day, and when he came back from a holiday, he completely forgot about it.

"You don't talk nonsense to me there. What I do is naturally worthy of my salary and the recognition of my superiors. I don't need a student like you to come here to evaluate."

"On the contrary, it's you who chew your tongue, don't know how to be polite, have read books for more than ten years, and don't even understand the most basic respect for teachers. Have you been feeding dogs all these years?"

"Tell me which class you are in. I have to report this matter to your counselor and head teacher. How could our Art Academy teach you such a scum who doesn't understand manners at all."

"I don't have a class yet." Zhang Wei smiled slightly, and the teacher almost snatched a mouthful of his answer.

"Since you are not a student of this school, why are you here at the Academic Affairs Office? Get out!"

"Come here and be a student at your school."

"Hehe! Just you? Even if your ancestral grave is not to mention smoke, it's impossible to be on fire. With a student like you, do you think you can be admitted to our Firebird Academy of Art?"

"Just kidding, don't you even look at it, our Firebird Academy of Art is ranked third in the country, do you think you can get in casually?"

"Mr. Zhou, why are you talking so much to this guy? If you just send it away, it's over. Who knows which garbage collection station came here."

A thin teacher sitting next to this teacher said something impatiently.

"Get out, get out."

This made Mr. Zhou waved at Zhang Wei impatiently. Zhang Wei stood aside, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

It lit up the computer screen that had been dark for an unknown amount of time.

Turning on the computer screen, the first thing that catches the eye is Zhang Wei's name.

Because his name is in bold and red in the entire form.

Looking at the name on the screen, Teacher Zhou sighed and said to the teacher on the left.

"Hey, Teacher Li, what kind of background do you think Zhang Bi is? How can you let the vice principal of our school come here and tell me by name?"

"I don't know, but judging from the fact that he can hire the vice-principal, we know that this person's identity background is definitely not simple. As far as I know, the number of exchange students who can ask the vice-principal to greet us directly has so far not exceeded Ten? Which family is not a high-ranking official? A wealthy family? "

"That's right, I really want to see with my own eyes what this young man who the vice-principal pays so much attention to looks like, and leave a good impression when the time comes, maybe it will be useful in some way in the future. Behind these people, there are all It’s all kinds of resources.”

The two were feeling each other, but Teacher Zhou found that he was still standing by his side.

Asked: "Why don't you go?"