I'm just an assistant, I don't save people

Tianluo City, January 1, 4431.

When the rankings of various colleges were announced, Nanheng's results surpassed many colleges, and its average score and number of students who passed the score line ranked third in the city.

The eighth-grade candidates began to look for secondary colleges to continue their studies, and the admissions offices of major secondary colleges became busy.

Nanheng Intermediate College ranked eighth.

In the past, teachers in the admissions office had an especially easy job because the college was a prestigious one and they had no worries about students, let alone a lack of talented people joining.

You can filter by grades, but this year...

Several admissions teachers each had a stack of papers in their hands.

Looking at the application form for admission, it contains the student's basic information, final grades, ranking, and practical experience.

I turned several pages.

"Full marks! Full marks! Full marks!"

Suddenly, a teacher exclaimed, "A 14-year-old with a level 40? How can we not admit such a hard-working child?"

"Rare attribute! This is what Dean Tang from the Special Department wants. A beginner formation master! He can already stack two formations. This is what a good talent needs. A level 35 assistant?! A must!"

There were seven teachers, and they almost watched one picture at a time.

I was so tired after watching it for so long.

From a stack of papers, after screening, there is still a thick stack.

All the admissions teachers were disheartened.

They are all good seedlings. If one of them is missing and the teacher hears about it, he will catch them and beat them up.

How could such a good student slip away from you?

Are you all just eating dry rice?

……

In the office, seven people looked at each other, then sighed.

"It's 12 o'clock, how about... go eat first?"

"No, don't go at this time, otherwise you'll run into the homeroom teacher, department head, vice president, or dean in the cafeteria. They'll definitely ask if there are any talented children this year. Give us priority, understand?"

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

"It's all the fault of the junior college on the three lower floors. They gave the students fifth-grade elixirs. Now everyone thinks that our intermediate college has elixirs as plentiful as cabbages on the street."

"This eighth grade class is definitely stronger than ever before. They were able to come back alive from those old monsters in the south. That's a testament to their strength."

"This group of students is very good, but the number of places is limited. Why don't we propose to the higher-ups to expand the enrollment?"

"Expand enrollment by 5,000 new students? We don't have that many teachers."

"Dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The seven people took a look and immediately stood up.

"Hello, Director Li."

Li Yunshu came in with a stack of documents. "It's noon now. Why are you lying on the chair like you're dying instead of going to eat?"

"Director Li, please save us."

Li Yunshu is the director of the admissions office. In the past, he was the busiest person, with endless meetings every day, while everyone else had to leave work on time.

"Tell me what happened first."

"Please take a look at this year's application form for further study."

Li Yunshu put down the information, took a stack of information sheets and took a look at it.

Several teachers began to talk about the difficulties they encountered, all of which were difficult to screen.

Li Yunshu got a general understanding and after a moment's thought, he said, "Each college has its own teaching style. We should just recruit students accordingly. Otherwise, if we recruit students who can't continue learning or are dissatisfied, it will waste their whole year and our teachers will be exhausted."

"Director, that's what I said, but how do I choose? I feel like all of them fit our Nan Heng style."

"Yes, yes, I think we should expand enrollment and recruit all of them."

Li Yunshu: "Recruit them all and teach them?"

"Uh... pretend I didn't say it."

"You're spineless." Li Yunshu glanced at him and said sternly, "The academy's recent meetings have stated that they want to develop new types of support students. Priority will be given to support students from Qinghe College, followed by students from the three rare professions and higher-level students, and then ranked by scores."

Li Yunshu continued, "Everyone, it's normal for some students to be eliminated. We're not the best and most prestigious academy. The elimination system itself means that resources are limited and cannot be evenly distributed. So, face reality and screen again."

Several teachers looked at each other with resentment, "Director, are you really not expanding enrollment this year?"

Li Yunshu shook his head: "No, the junior college performed well in this final exam. The senior management planned to recruit people from the junior college. When they saw the students from Qinghe College, they picked them out first."

"Poaching people? Poaching teachers?"

Li Yunshu tapped the young teacher on the head. "Why do you think we should focus on developing auxiliary skills? I'm sure they want to tell the junior college that we're in need of guidance."

"Evil-hearted senior executive, Qi Siji is now a favorite of Elder Lin, can you let him go?"

Li Yunshu sighed. "I see the higher-ups are determined to win. They might have reached a consensus with the junior college. Okay, I'm going to have lunch with the research faculty. I'm not free this afternoon either. Message me if you have anything."

After saying that, he walked out holding a stack of information.

Seven teachers gathered together for a small meeting and divided the work.

Li Yunshu chose a student specifically to look at Nanheng and Qinghe, but he did not mention Nanheng, which showed his confidence in the junior college.

Five days later, recruitment ended.

The Joint College’s sponsoring office and all the major secondary colleges have announced the final admission list.

There were too many full marks, and many students with full marks were rejected by the top ten colleges.

The number of students who passed the entrance exam this year was twice as high as in previous years, which resulted in most students not being admitted to the college.

It immediately sparked heated discussions throughout the city.

Many students who were not admitted or did not enter the college of their choice transferred back to junior college to see if they could repeat a year. This year is too weird.

Of course, most of them chose to graduate, and then the college's archives department began to get busy.

Nan Heng Junior College.

College Archives.

In the spacious hall, there are rows of towering bookshelves. At this moment, the archives department is bustling with activity.

The students lined up in rows.

Archivists sit at their respective posts, helping students complete their graduation files.

"You're done. Next up, just give me the grade sheet and the returned application for admission."

"Teacher, I don't want to continue my studies. I want to transfer to another college." The girl's voice was calm and indifferent as she handed over the score sheet.

The administrator suddenly looked up and glanced at her score sheet. Full marks!

Suddenly I wondered, “Why?”

The girl said, "I have passed the entrance exam for Tianbei University. I want to transfer to Tianbei, the number one university."

The administrator didn't say much, picked up her rating sheet and quickly cleared her basic information.

"Okay, next one."

The people behind her took one look at the girl and recognized her. They murmured, "Isn't that Zhuang Lu from Class 4, Grade 6, who got a perfect score on the test?"

Zhuang Lu was wearing a simple yet elegant dress with flowing long hair. She walked out of the gate, looked at the teaching building for a long time, and then went back to the dormitory to pack her things.

The news of her transfer spread quickly.

Zhuang Lu is considered a semi-celebrity in Nanheng. Not only did she get full marks in the exam, she was also Qi Siji's student, and was in the same class with Wen Linhai and Lin Yan.

Downstairs in the dormitory, Ji Zimo and Xu Mingyue stood under a tree.

Xu Mingyue looked at her quietly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ji Zimo struggled internally for a while and asked, "Why didn't you tell Xu Mingyue?"

He didn't ask why she transferred schools, although he didn't understand why she went to Tianbei without saying a word.

He didn't even ask why she didn't tell him, because he had no right to do so. He, Ji Zimo, was just a man who came from a slave village. In the eyes of either Lin Yan or Zhuang Lu, he was not a friend.