But the final quota was half less than what Song Jie said, and there was semi-closed professional training...

Li Xiang frowned slightly. There are no soldiers in this world, so it doesn’t matter if this semi-closed professional training is understood as militarized training.

"Sure enough, the quota has shrunk." Song Jie poked his back, and Li Xiang leaned back with the flow.

"The fewer the quota, the better the treatment. This group of people from the youth training camp will probably be distinguished from those who have entered the normal exam." He lowered his voice.

"Zhuxia is now paying more and more attention to talent reserves and international competitions. For example, international youth competitions, they were not valued before. Now you see, publicity is flying all over the sky-"

"Song Jie!"

On the podium, Sun Chengbin's voice suddenly increased by octave, "Are you talking or I talking? Should you give me my position to you? And Li Xiang, sit down, for fear that he will not fall to the ground?"

"Ahem."

"Ahem."

The two class teachers held a meeting. The people who were having the meeting below coughed twice awkwardly amid the laughter around them, and sat down obediently.

Although Song Jie didn't finish his words, Li Xiang basically understood what he meant.

This group of people from the youth competition will probably be directly recruited by the school team when they arrive at the higher education college and will be trained as a reserve, so they don’t have to compete with others again.

Maybe when you are in the lower grade, you will have the opportunity to enter the regular selection and compete with young trainers in other regions in international competitions.

Oh, waiver.

Wouldn't you work harder now?

Li Xiang rubbed the scars on his palm. Although the anger in his heart was dissipated with the help of his senior sister, he still would not forget what he wanted to do.

Keep moving forward, there is no way out.

On the podium, Sun Chengbin was still talking, thinking that he would send a wish list to bring back. It would be best for everyone to agree, fight for it, and be the best to be selected, and there would be no loss if he was not selected.

After the wish statement is issued.

Li Xiang took a look and roughly asked some precautions for the youth training camp, such as school is held on Friday afternoon and returning on Sunday afternoon.

and a personal accident insurance.

It's still the same as before.

Li Xiang silently signed the letters. The school has to sign one for every semester, but this one is obviously a youth training camp.

Good, I'm looking forward to it.

noon.

Song Jie was preparing to go home as usual. Li Xiang planned to discuss with Qu Sheng and the others, but Sun Chengbin called him to the office.

Including one, Li Xiang has no memory, there are five people in total.

"I have already reported my name for you five. After the review is approved, it will be basically a fixed matter to enter."

Sun Chengbin said: "But you must continue to maintain the remaining half year, not..."

There are a lot of nagging.

In short, these five of them were directly ordered and were admitted to the youth training camp.

This was what Li Xiang expected, after all, the review began very early.

After the five people thanked, they all left the office.

"Be prepared, be more restrained this semester and stop fighting with others." Song Jie pushed Li Xiang's shoulder.

Li Xiang said in surprise: "What do you mean? What does fighting with people? It makes me seem very violent. Oh, I won't accept this..."

He muttered to Song Jie.

"Okay, okay, brother, I'm wrong, my fault."

The white-haired boy could not bear the posture of Tang Monk chanting scriptures and ran away.

Li Xiang sneered, watched him leave, and had lunch with Qu Sheng and others, preparing for lunch.

Maybe it can shorten the upgrade time of Hot Meow.
Chapter completed!