Chapter 11 (1/2)

”Is this... Is this really the soul school?”

”It's too shabby. It's not as good as my son's ordinary college.”

”Can't it be a liar college?”

”Hiss, don't scare me. If that's true, there's no hope at all.”

With their children to participate in the entrance of the parents gaped at the eyes can see to the end of the soul teacher's college, talking about.

Wang Jian stands on the second floor of the office building overlooking his own college. Although the whole college is simple, he is still full of passion.

Looking down from his current position, the whole college can be said to have a panoramic view. In the middle is the playground that has been sorted out. On the left is the dormitory building, and on the right is the teaching building. These are the three main buildings of the college, all of which are two-story buildings.

The canteen and bathhouse are behind the dormitory.

A few days, overtime can have this effect, Wang Jian is also very satisfied.

This place looks a little small, but this is where he set sail!

The front of the office building is the gate of the college. At the moment, there is a surge of people there. Fortunately, he hired several villagers to help him before, otherwise he would be too busy.

”It seems that public opinion propaganda has had some effect.”

Wang Jian looked at the crowd at the gate and said in a low voice that if it was just Yuen Village and the surrounding villages, there would not be so many people.

A few days ago, he hired people to publicize the news of Tianxing soul Teacher College in Blackstone city. Now it seems that not only Blackstone City, but also the villages and towns around Blackstone city know about it. In terms of effect, it's still worth the gold soul coins.

Looking at the time, Wang Jian turned and left his office. Now there is only one tutor in the whole office building.

Outside the gate, many people come to line up early in the morning with their children. After waiting for several hours, many people have already shown their dissatisfaction.

Some people in the crowd yelled: ”what kind of rotten college is this? After waiting so long, even a tutor hasn't seen it. Isn't it just an empty shell?”

”Yes! Let's go! It looks like a pheasant college, too! ”

Someone in the crowd should be with that person, and the crowd began to stir.

This voice has indeed aroused many people's doubts about the college. After thinking about it, they feel that there is some truth in it, but everyone comes with hope, and it is impossible to give up just because of a few words.

Just when they were in a dilemma, the villagers who were in charge of guarding saw Wang Jian come out. They were relieved and quickly called to the crowd: ”the president is coming!”

The tumultuous crowd gradually quieted down and looked at Wang Jian with countless eyes.