She Is Not a Witch

The abnormal Emenas once again became the peaceful appearance of the past. Except for Osuna who has been falling asleep, the other students who were infected have recovered one by one. Most of the students have returned to their old lives, but they are slightly different from the past.

The Tower College in the north, the witch of the book who has served as the head of the academy for hundreds of years, officially resigned. The new head of the academy is a long-established sage. Magic Sequence 9. Quantitative Scale, Gold.

A knock on the door sounded outside the office.

"In!"

The old man sitting in the office looked at the yellowed old book in his hand and responded. A young man opened the door and walked in.

"Hello dean, this is Jack."

The student looked at the old man anxiously. He had sparse white hair and a thin face, but he looked healthy.

"sit down."

"Yes."

Jack walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, leaning his legs together, and placing his hands on his sides a little uneasy.

This is the first time he has seen the new dean, and he is currently just an ordinary student. Not only is his grades not good, but he also made a big mistake this time.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

This academy dean put down the notes handed over in his hand, and it recorded all kinds of affairs of the academy. It was hard to imagine how the former academy director Si Ye handled so many chores, it was like a tireless machine.

He faintly sighed in his heart, and then looked at the student in front of him, one of the vortexes that caused various things in the college some time ago, the third-year student named Jack.

Judging from the resume, although this student worked very hard, he did not shine and did not have many highlights, but he still wanted to know why he embarked on this path, or why the witch chose alone he.

"Yes, the dean of the academy..." Then Jack recounted what happened before.

"In other words, you were frustrated because the experiment failed, and you accepted the witch's charity, didn't you?"

"...Yes." In answering these words, Jack lowered his head, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, and his voice trembled.

"It's nothing, raise your head."

Gold waved his hand and looked at the young man in front of him. He has short light blonde hair and looks good, but his clothes are a little bit ordinary, his shoes look a bit old, and there are bloodshots in the corners of his eyes. It seems that he hasn't slept well these days.

"I heard some students say that you usually work extremely hard, don't you?" In fact, it is not hard work anymore, it can even be said to be self-abuse, Gold thought silently in his heart.

"It can't be called, it's not something worthy of praise..." Jack's voice is a bit bitter, so hard, and he will definitely get the desired result, instead he has accumulated a lot of depression, anxiety, resentment, etc. .

"Ok....."

Gold looked at the young man in front of him, and seemed to see many similar figures, overlapping on him, and there was more than one student like him.

There are many students who work hard to make progress during school, but not everyone can compete for the top few. This is about talent, direction, hard work, opportunities, etc. In many cases, success is not achieved by hard work.

Said the academy dean, who has experienced a lot of life.

"In fact, no matter in colleges or in various industries, there are always a lot of people deliberately thinking of'getting ahead', that is, competing for the top few, but they don't realize how small the possibility of success of this kind of thing is, or even basically. An extravagant hope. I am not denying that competition can promote progress, but competition can bring pain, and sometimes this pain is far greater than your gains."

He continued, as if recalling the faces in his memory and the figures that had grown old over the years.

"Sometimes, when you have put in a long period of time and effort, or even exhausted, you find that there is no change in the status quo. There is no change in your grades, and your parents have not loved you more because of this. The teacher did not notice, friends. The relationship is still the same, the salary is not rising, the popularity is not rising, the outlook is blurred, and there is no motivation to do anything...

"Don't doubt, this is actually a situation that many people will encounter, in fact, he is the same, you are the same, and I am the same."

"At this time you will be very anxious, and you will start to doubt the original intention of your efforts and the meaning of competition. At first you doubt your talent and ability, and then you deny your character and background. As the number of failures increases. One day You will suddenly understand that not everyone has to be at the pinnacle of the industry or circle to be considered the top spot."

He paused for a while before continuing to speak.

"Since ancient times, more people in this world must be willing to be mediocre, not to mention a lifetime of mediocrity, at least ten or eight years, or even decades of long-term mediocrity."

His voice suddenly became stronger: "What is meant by striving for the upper reaches? In many cases, this is actually a spiritual kidnapping of people who have already occupied the upper reaches of the middle and lower reaches."

"It's like saying that if you don't enter the upper reaches, you will be a failure, worthless, bad, unfortunate, so as to satisfy their superiority in their hearts, and then let you continue to swim for the few rankings and make them profit. ."

"So competition has gradually become the source of your pain."

The academy's voice slowly eased.

[So, even if you are not upstream, that does not mean you are not good. You have worked very hard, you have done a great job. ]

[I am very proud to have students like you. ]

"Thank you, teacher." Jack lowered his head, his tone choked, his eyes blinking desperately to prevent the warm liquid from remaining.

Not wanting the student to make a fool of himself in front of him, Gold said: "Okay, you go back first."

"Write a review and describe in detail what happened. The teacher will take care of the next thing." His voice was soft and powerful, making the student in front of him grateful and warm.

"Yes, teacher." Jack lowered his head and walked out of the office quickly, disappearing at the end of the corridor.

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The Walled City College, under the shade of the trees by the lake.

Lorrain Hill was sitting on a piece of bluestone leaning on a tree trunk, and the pure white skirt was scattered on the verdant grass and small flowers. She slowly flipped through the book on her lap, and occasionally looked at the jewel-like quiet lake, and there was the singing of joyous birds above her head.

Entering the midsummer season ahead of time, people in the bright sun couldn't open their eyes, the white dress was a little fuzzy in the sun, and the reflected halo made people unable to see the silk lines on the skirt.

The silky hair fell on the shoulders and chest, occasionally swaying in the breeze.

A girl with short hair in the distance looked at Lorrain Hill under the tree and walked back and forth hesitantly.

After a long time, she finally plucked up the courage and stepped forward.

"It's been a long time, Lorraine. I'm sorry for what happened before." She lowered her emerald eye pupils and did not dare to look at the girl in front of her. She felt guilty or ashamed, she herself couldn't tell. . In the underground of the church under the ‘black veil’, she let people ‘enter’ this friend, and injured him.

"It's Jena, it's been a long time since I saw you, it doesn't matter, it's you, how is your recovery now?"

Lorraine Hill asked the girl standing in front of him to sit beside him, and the two began to talk.

"It's okay to recover. I heard that these are all Lorraine's credits." Jena replied a little embarrassed as Lorrain Hill held her hand.

"A little contribution, it's not that great." Lorrain Hill looked at the friend I met on the airship, feeling a little bit in his heart, unknowingly, it was almost two years.

"How are you at school recently?"

"Normally, I don't feel like I'm the material to practice natural sequence." Jenna eased her nervous heart a little, and said again.

"Always can't find the trick, a little anxious, now I doubt if I can go this way."

"Well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Give it a try. If it doesn't work, try another extraordinary sequence. In general, it's best to do what you are good at."

Lorraine Hill suggested that if you do what you are good at, you can get more positive feedback, so you will be more confident and motivated, and if you do more, you will become a specialty, become an advantage, and you will get more and more. The more I like it.

"Ok."

Jena nodded, and the two talked for a while under the tree, after which Jena stood up.

"Then I will go back first, Lorraine."

"See you next time." Lorrain Hill raised his wrist.

"See you next time." With her back to the sun, Jena smiled, and then briskly left the shade of the tree.

Summer is coming, Lorrain Hill blocked the white sun with his fingers, looked at the blue sky like a blue sky, and recalled everything this semester.

Due to the special circumstances of this year, the weather is getting hotter and the holiday in Emenas also started ahead of schedule.