Bullshit

The leather shoes materialized by the memory fragments of Vidya Gandhi seem to have no "personal consciousness" of the original owner.

Subjectively, leather shoes have only a slight emotion.

Objectively speaking, leather shoes possess a large amount of information and knowledge mastered by the original owner.

The mouth on the front of the leather shoe kept talking.

"Four [excellent] are very difficult to achieve - the 'difficulty' here does not refer to the difficulty of knowledge itself, but the [level of loyalty to the Holy Light], which is difficult for ordinary people to achieve."

Chen Yan couldn't help but interrupt: "No...these four courses, grammar, history, eloquence, and mathematics, have anything to do with the Holy Light?"

Leather Shoes smiled nervously:

"The Holy Light is everywhere, and these four courses are also based on the Holy Light - it is worth mentioning that these subjects have nothing to do with scientific knowledge, but are independent of science and a unique knowledge system built around the Holy Light.

"

Chen Yan was shocked: "You mean, this so-called discipline actually exists to cultivate magicians!"

Leather Shoes answered neatly: "Yes."

In this way, wouldn't all the knowledge that Nuomiguo had prepared for the entrance exam become useless?

Chen Yan doesn't know the answer to this question yet.

After I go back tonight, I must ask Nuomi Guo.

If the glutinous rice crackers are prepared correctly, everyone is happy.

If it is wrong, correct it promptly.

Although Chen Yan thought so mentally, he subconsciously began to resist the church school.

Can such a school provide the knowledge Nuomiguo wants?

The leather shoes seemed to carry many memories of Vidya Gandhi, and they answered almost all of Chen Yan's subsequent questions.

Chen Yan: "If ordinary people enroll in school, what procedures do they need to go through?"

Leather shoes: "You need to go to the freshman registration office to get the registration form first. If you don't know the staff there, you need to prepare 3 pennies, no more, no less.

Because Director Frodo of the Freshman Registration Office is a greedy bastard.

If you give too much, he will think you are a fool and ask for more from you.

If you pay less, he will think you are not sincere and directly reject your application."

Chen Yan: "Aren't church schools now responsible for part of the public education for the government? How dare you directly deny students admission?"

Leather Shoes: "Although the Choir rarely interferes with municipal affairs, its own rights have actually overridden the government and the imperial power that has become ineffective. As an affiliated institution of the Choir, our church school has reason to refuse anyone——

As for the reasons for rejection, there are really too many. Just the subjective conclusion of "not being pious to the Holy Light" is enough to reject everyone we want to reject.

Of course, except for related households."

Chen Yan unconsciously picked up a handful of snow from the ground at the bus stop next to her and stuffed it into Leather Shoes' mouth before it shut up.

"Cough cough cough!"

The mouth on the front of the leather shoe showed human discomfort, but there was no abuse or complaint.

Chen Yan realized that it was really just a carrier of memory, not Vidya Gandhi herself.

He asked in a low voice: "Are you responsible for all students?"

Leather Shoes' answer was simple and neat: "Yes."

Chen Yan was silent for a moment and asked again: "When you enroll, go and pay Flodo 3 pennies at the freshman registration office. What happens next?"

Leather Shoe's speech was a little unclear, as if he was a little stiff due to being frozen in the snow: "After getting the form, fill in the personal information and return the form.

The important thing is that you must clearly write down the reasons why you want to enter a church school in your [Enrollment Plan].”

Chen Yan didn't understand this sentence and interrupted: "[Enrollment planning] and [reason for wanting to enter a missionary school] have something to do with each other!"

The leather shoes played with the two pink lips that were blue from the cold:

"[Enrollment planning] refers to your own plan for further study, such as whether you want to enter an academic university or a vocational university in the future, as well as which major you want to target, and what achievements you want to achieve in this major -

This is an item stipulated by the empire’s official education system, and personal information must be entered.”

“And [the reason for wanting to enter a church school] is the rules set by the choir:

Students must be pious enough to believe in the Holy Light—at least superficially pious enough to do so."

"Because the official only requires one document, [the reason why you want to enter a missionary school] must be written in the [admission plan]."

Chen Yan felt that it was ridiculous: "Those children from poor families don't know this, how can they just lose the opportunity to go to school?"

Leather Shoes answered truthfully: "No, some poor people have more than ten children in their lifetime, and one of them must achieve something as an adult. This child can provide guidance to those poor relatives, so that they can enter the mission school."

Chen Yan asked: "What about other people's advice?"

Leather Shoes answered calmly: "Apart from other people's advice, it's just luck.

Some children from poor families have great luck. Even if they don't know how to fill out the form, they can still pass the many difficulties in enrolling by accident."

Chen Yan exhaled from both nostrils: "You also know that this is making things difficult!"

Leather Shoes grinned: "Yes, there are too many new immigrants coming to the empire, and there are too many local people. We can choose at will, of course we must choose some with good qualifications."

Chen Yan made a face: "Good luck can be considered good qualifications? What kind of fucking bullshit is this!"

He didn't wait for Leather Shoes to reply, but he said first: "Don't use [luck is also a kind of strength] to distort the facts. Not everyone is lucky, most people are mediocre, you are just toying with them - you

It’s just disgusting!”

Leather Shoes was extremely happy: "Yes."

The dusk was getting darker and the evening breeze was picking up. Chen Yan was sitting alone on the waiting bench at the No. 306 bus stop outside Central Park, holding leather shoes in one hand. He suddenly bent down and took off his shoes.

"You pinch me, you like to disgust others, right? Today I will let you know what disgusting people feel like!"

Chen Yan stretched out her sweaty and smelly feet that had been covered in her cotton shoes all day, and stepped into her leather shoes.

The leather shoes were immediately filled to the brim, and the lips above and below the front of the mouth turned from blue to purple in just a few seconds, followed by tongue spasms and violent retching.

Chen Yan didn't feel sad for the students of the church school, he just felt deeply disgusted - such a school full of disgusting rules, even if it can provide a diploma for entering university, is not worthy of allowing young people to enroll!

It wasn't until the twitching of the mouth at the front of the leather shoes turned into stiffness that Chen Yan was ready to take his feet out.

Suddenly, Chen Yan felt something was wrong.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he suddenly woke up and couldn't pull his foot out!

this!

He suddenly panicked. He held the heel of the leather shoe with one hand and the front of the leather shoe with the other hand, and used all his strength to pull the leather shoe out.

But that damn thing seemed to be completely integrated into the sole of his foot, and it couldn't be pulled out!

While he was anxious, a strange feeling came from his toes. It felt like his toes were "melted" by something - he couldn't feel his toes!

At this time, a whistle sounded not far away - the No. 306 steam bus was about to arrive!

At this moment, Chen Yan was so nervous that he forgot about the "melting" feeling on his toes, and some inexplicable thoughts came to his mind:

Damn it! Do you want me to ride home in the car wearing women’s leather shoes?!

He would be considered a pervert!
Chapter completed!