Chapter 65 Is this worthy of my status as Yu Xiaogang?
Where is the office of Vice President Zhao Wuji?
Li Yusong was a little confused as to why they were looking for the vice president.
But he obviously didn't want to ask more about these things, so he immediately pointed to the right.
"The southernmost room."
After saying that, he turned around and continued to dry his clothes, regardless of whether Tang San understood or not.
Tang San, who was somewhat ignored, was obviously a little embarrassed.
He didn't stay any longer and turned around to leave.
After telling Li Yusong's original words to Yu Xiaogang, the latter nodded.
Then the two of them walked towards the southernmost wooden house.
Approaching, Yu Xiaogang still directed Tang San to step forward and knock on the door.
However, there was no reaction in the room.
"Is Vice President Zhao Wuji here?"
Still no response.
Tang San turned around and looked at Yu Xiaogang in confusion, not knowing what to do next.
"What do you two do?"
At this moment, a sleepy-eyed Zhao Wuji walked over from the other side.
As soon as he turned the corner, he saw two people standing furtively at the door of his office, not knowing what they were doing.
Tang San, who was about to try to open the door, was frightened by the sound and his hands trembled.
Backed out like a thief.
Yu Xiaogang glanced at him and signaled Tang San to go forward and explain things to Zhao Wuji.
Tang San looked at Zhao Wuji's burly figure, feeling somewhat frightened.
He didn't know why the teacher asked him to do it no matter what.
Although he was somewhat reluctant in his heart, he still stepped forward.
Maybe the teacher wants to train himself.
The world outside is complex and dangerous, and strength alone is not enough.
You also need to have the ability to communicate with people.
As everyone knows, not only does he have no strength, he is just like trash.
His communication skills are also in shambles.
It's totally counterproductive.
Tang San bowed to Zhao Wuji as usual, and then said with a smile,
"Hello, Vice President Zhao Wuji, I am Tang San, a student of the academy."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he anxiously revealed that he was a student of Shrek Academy.
It seems like he is showing off.
He directly told Zhao Wuji that he was confused.
I was quite sleepy at first, but I suddenly became more awake.
At this time, he also saw the two people in front of him clearly.
One of them is a good friend of his former dean, "Master" Yu Xiaogang.
As for the other person, he said his name was Tang San, so he should be the disciple of this "master".
It seems that this disciple has been found.
But what is it like to enter Shrek Academy and become a student of the academy?
At this moment, Tang San continued to speak,
"Dean Flanders asked us to ask you to arrange dormitories for us."
After saying that, Tang San retreated directly behind Yu Xiaogang.
And he always kept his head slightly bowed.
It seems that he respects his teachers very much.
Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, then relaxed quickly.
In this case, the dean should have known about it and approved Tang San's entry into the academy.
In this case, he has nothing to say.
However, my impression of Yu Xiaogang seemed to be even worse.
As for Tang San, he didn't understand it either.
However, judging from the weak soul power fluctuations emanating from his body, it seems to be too weak.
Compared with the other seven students in the academy, it is obviously not at the same level of strength.
Moreover, he had heard Yu Xiaogang say before that his disciple's martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass.
This typical useless martial spirit
If according to Shrek Academy's normal admissions rules and standards, Tang San would definitely not be able to join Shrek Academy.
He shook his head gently and said straightforwardly without saying any more words,
"Come in with me."
Ignoring Yu Xiaogang, he opened the door and walked into the wooden house.
That is, Zhao Wuji's office.
After hearing this, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt something wrong on his face.
This Zhao Wuji went in alone without saying hello to him?
What he just said seemed to treat him as a student like Tang San.
Masters of labor and management, who are you, the vice-dean, trying to get rid of?
He turned around and planned to continue commanding Tang San, but where he saw it was empty.
Looking up, Tang San had already half-stepped into Zhao Wuji's office happily.
He did not forget to look back at Yu Xiaogang,
"Teacher, why don't you come?"
The corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched, and it was naturally impossible to pull his face down.
Zhao Wuji didn't give him face, so why should he give him face?
Isn't that a very low price?
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang waved his hand casually,
"Just handle this little thing yourself."
Hearing this, Tang San nodded and walked directly into the office.
In the room, Zhao Wuji sat at the table and rummaged through the drawer for a long time before pulling out a somewhat rusty key.
"The conditions of the college are not very good, and the housing is not very sufficient."
"There is no problem in living in this room for you two, master and disciple."
"It's just that the room hasn't been cleaned for a long time. It may be a little messy. You need to clean it yourself."
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuji told Tang San the location of the room.
"Okay, thank you to the vice-dean!"
Tang San took the key, bowed once more, and then exited the room and closed the door.
"Teacher, this is the key to the room. Vice President Zhao Wuji said it needs to be cleaned."
Tang San, who had never lived a good life since he was a child, felt that it was quite good for two people to live in one house.
He still has a smile on his face now.
Tang San didn't notice that the face of Yu Xiaogang opposite him was getting darker and darker as he looked at the rusty key in his hand.
Two people living in one house?
Do you feel comfortable riding a horse?
And judging from the patina and quality of the key, the quality of the house is not much better.
Just now Tang San said that he still needs to tidy up and clean up, isn't that the miscellaneous room?
A well-known and respected master in the world of labor and labor soul masters, you allocate a room like this, and you have to live with your own disciples?
How is this worthy of my status as Yu Xiaogang!
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang couldn't tell the difference between the big and small kings at all.
Like a clown, crazy and lustful.
As everyone knows, Zhao Wuji had already considered for a while before choosing a decent room for them.
Otherwise, they will be put into thatched huts directly.
This is the condition of the academy, you can’t help but love it!
Seeing that something was wrong with Yu Xiaogang's expression, Tang San tentatively asked in a low voice,
"Old teacher, what's wrong with you?"
It's okay not to ask. When Tang San asked, Yu Xiaogang couldn't bear it anymore.
He lowered his status to join Shrek Academy as a senior expert master, but he was treated like this by Zhao Wuji.
Everything else is okay, even the place where I live is so outrageous.
He took the key from Tang San's hand, calmed down his emotions, walked forward and pushed open Zhao Wuji's office.
"Danglang——~!"
The key was thrown on the table, and the rust was thrown out.
"Vice President Zhao Wuji, what do you mean?"
