Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 49 Rolled up
After that, Chen Ping never met any acquaintances again, and his dormitory was always empty.

I don’t know if it was because there was a vacant seat in my dormitory, or if my roommate took a look at the dormitory environment and went out to rent a house or even stay in a hotel.

In short, during the few days when the new students arrived, no one came to Chen Ping's dormitory.

He was so happy that he simply turned his bed sideways and stood the other bed upright against the wall, squeezing out an area large enough for exercise.

However, this also made Chen Ping quite dissatisfied with Shrek's accommodation environment.

Chen Ping lives alone in such a tiny place that he feels he has limited space to exercise, let alone wash.

As for cultivation, what if my roommate gets diarrhea in the middle of cultivation, goes to the toilet with a rumble, and comes back with a rumble?
Even though most students are self-aware enough and understand that it is an unspoken agreement to keep absolutely quiet when others are practicing, if they really encounter one or two young men, some freshmen will have a hard time having such roommates.

It was for this reason that Chen Ping was secretly delighted to have a single room to live in.

Calculating that the class would start in about half an hour, Chen Ping did not choose to continue practicing in the dormitory building, but went straight to the teaching building.

The door of the white teaching building was open, but only a few sixth-grade students in black school uniforms walked past Chen Ping. He arrived a little too early.

Walking slowly into his own classroom, looking at the empty classroom, Chen Ping quickly found a seat by the window in the first row.

If you want to become a qualified test-taker, how can you not promote the spirit of occupying a seat?

He set out an hour early and was not only the first to arrive at Class 9, but also the first to arrive at Class 9 in the entire freshman teaching building.

This is the benefit of mastering the techniques of motion meditation and left circle and right square. As long as Chen Ping wants, he can practice anywhere and doesn't have to worry about being disturbed.

Taking out a first-grade textbook, Chen Ping quickly flipped through the table of contents and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The system-generated five-year soul hunting and three-year simulation is quite useful, and most of the knowledge points covered in the book are included in it.

To put it bluntly, Shrek External Academy is a mixed soul master school for junior high and high school students. Perhaps the learning pressure in the later grades will be greater.

But the thin textbook in Chen Ping's hand is already telling Chen Ping that in the first few years of school, Shrek students will not face too much pressure in theoretical learning.

This is not only a good thing for other students, but also for Chen Ping. After all, no matter how hard Chen Ping tries, his energy is ultimately limited.

More time is allocated to learning the theoretical knowledge of soul masters and soul beasts, and less time is allocated to learning the knowledge of soul guides.

After figuring this out, Chen Ping immediately immersed himself in learning, intending to finish all the knowledge points in this book that were not recorded in the fifth grade within a week, and then squeeze out the extra time to learn soul guides.

But this led to one thing.

When the other students in Class 9 came to the classroom one after another after eating, the first person they saw was Chen Ping, who was studying with great concentration, holding a book in his left hand and notes in his right hand.

For a moment, a huge, spontaneous, and human-derived anxiety of "falling behind" lingered in the hearts of all the students who entered the classroom.

I'm here so early, are there any classmates who came earlier than me?

Not only did he come early, but he was still studying the textbooks intently?

Even if the Shrek students who arrived early hoped to leave a good impression on their teachers, even if they weren't studious, they were still students who wanted to leave a good impression on their teachers. Seeing Chen Ping oblivious to the world outside, absorbed in his study of sages, they suddenly fell silent, not even daring to greet him.

He quickly found a suitable seat and started reading one by one without caring what books were in his storage soul guide.

Among them are Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

They are also members of the freshman class nine, and their speed of arriving in the classroom is second only to Chen Ping.

When they saw Chen Ping, they were both quite surprised. He was actually in the same grade as them and a freshman in the same class?
But when they saw that Chen Ping's gaze did not shift at all because of their arrival, and he was concentrating on flipping through the textbooks, Ning Tian and Wu Feng couldn't help but feel nervous.

In the sect, both of them are the type who will not be nagged even if their theoretical scores are a little poor because they have good talent for cultivation.

But a few days ago, the two of them forced Chen Ping, a first-ring soul master, to use a bug stick, and even after using several soul skills, he still couldn't gain any advantage.

The arrogance he had acquired from his cultivation speed being the fastest among his peers in the sect was instantly wiped away that night.

Now, seeing that Chen Ping was the first one to arrive in the classroom, he was actually flipping through the textbooks intently, not even paying attention to who else came into the class, so how could he continue chattering?

The two of them hurriedly chose a seat in the first row like Chen Ping, and sat down right next to Chen Ping, carefully looking at what book Chen Ping was reading.

Then I followed suit and started preparing for class.

This was like a domino effect that caused a chain reaction. Ning Tian and Wu Feng saw Chen Ping opening the book, so they subconsciously opened theirs as well.

The students at the back saw that three people had already entered the classroom and were sitting there reading silently. Their heads suddenly felt buzzing as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer.

I immediately sat down quietly in a hurry, and opened the textbook to read regardless of whether I could concentrate on reading or not.

Remembering any knowledge points is secondary. Open the book first to relieve your anxiety about not making progress in learning.

If the chain reaction of this incident stopped here, it would be just a small matter, but the students in the next class are not blind and deaf.

The class ten next door saw that the class nine was so quiet and empty at this moment, so they peeked in and saw that all the students in class nine were studying with their heads down. Their eyes almost popped out of their heads in an instant.

These young soul masters from Class 10 returned to the classroom absent-mindedly and began to study, starting a new round of the spread of the internal circulation virus.

Soon, this habit of reading books with heads down spread like a real virus from the end of the corridor to the middle of the corridor and the entrance.
"Out of the ten classes in the entire freshman year, only our class chirped and quacked like a hundred ducks."

"I looked inside, and the further back in the classroom you go, the more students are reading!"

"My name is Zhou Yi, and I'm your homeroom teacher. I'm not sure how many of you will be able to spend the next year with me."

"But I want to tell you that in my class, no one who is trash can pass the assessment. And in my opinion, every one of you is trash!"

Suddenly, an unpleasant and hoarse voice, like the sound of a broken gong, came from the entrance of the classroom corridor. Even the freshman class 10 at the end of the corridor could hear it clearly.

(End of this chapter)