It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 232 Will I be charged for a meeting?
The teaching assistants were gesticulating, blabla like a cannonball, and spoke extremely fast, leaving no room for others to intervene.While talking, two or three of the group of students slowed down.Anthony Valentine looked embarrassed, and said about him:
"This, that... I brought the teacher's invitation..."

He slowed down, and Miles also stood down.In the past six months, his stature has grown a bit, but he has not yet reached the average height. He took a step toward the main entrance, and then another step:
"Brother promised to take me in..."

The assistant classmate choked.He looked left and right, and there were more than two people planning to leave the team, his shoulders slumped:
"Okay, okay, you guys have invitation letters, those who are brought in go to the main entrance. Those who are not brought along come with me!"

Everyone parted ways.Gretel remained silent, and slowly followed the two in front to the main entrance of the auditorium.The auditorium of the Bridge School of Magic is called the Sage Hall. The name sounds gentle and elegant, but the appearance is really blind to the name——

Looking from a distance, the whole auditorium looks like a ferocious black dragon lying on the ground.Right above the doorway, the triangular eaves stick out high, and the six oblique columns are supported on the outside of the eaves, like the sharp teeth of a black dragon, ready to close and chew at any time.The inner corridor is deep and long, not to mention it is still dark. When a person walks in, it is like walking directly into the dragon's mouth.

Gretel stopped and watched.The side halls of the auditorium are symmetrical on both sides, covered with a wavy roof with sharp edges and corners, really like a pair of open dragon wings.On the tower with thorns on its back, someone is looking down and pointing.What's even more frightening is that above the main entrance, there is a real dragon's head inlaid. Just looking at it, I feel chills in my heart...

On the outer edge of the dragon's teeth, there were thirty or forty magicians scattered in clusters, separating and gathering, gathering and separating.There are those who walk back and forth, those who wait and see, and those who whisper...

Gretel walked from the edge of the auditorium to the main entrance, and saw three young mages, who were waved out of the crowd by the passing archmage, and led into the auditorium.

Ten steps away from the main entrance, Anthony Valentine took out the invitation card and silently held it in his hand.Miles looked around while walking: "Why hasn't senior brother come here... Why hasn't senior brother come here... Hey, this senior——"

He immediately stood up straight and adjusted his posture.Beside him, Anthony also stopped and bowed his head to salute: "Senior."

Aurora Wharton slammed on the brakes in front of them.On the left chest, the badges representing the three-ring arcanist and the fifth-level magician are shining brightly.He looked blankly at the two young magicians, and at Gretel who was walking alongside them and seemed to have a good relationship:
"This one……"

Gretel didn't know how to explain it either.From yesterday's party to now, he was really embarrassed to show off in front of a group of classmates who had to be brought in by teachers, and even pretended to be staff members.I've been trying my best to blur the past before, but it's just dragged on until now, and the original shape is revealed...

"Cough, Oro, let's go." Gretel shouted bravely.Aurora hurriedly agreed, and walked to him in a hurry.Gretel turned his head in embarrassment and opened his mouth:
What should I say?What should I say now?Said that I came in with my own invitation, can my invitation still bring people?

It seems too Versailles...

For a moment he couldn't find his tongue.But Myers suddenly realized, and let out a cry:
"Ah, Gretel, your senior brother is here too! Let's go, the show is about to begin!"

Several classmates verified the invitation individually and filed in.Anthony breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he entered the hall:

"It's alright, alright, there aren't many people here. I inquired about it yesterday, and there is a fixed seat for the official invitation card, and the people in the back can sit casually, so we can move forward a little... Well, it's almost the same when we get to the tenth row or so." Is...Gretel...Gretel?"

Without holding back, Gretel continued to walk leisurely...and walked past ten rows of low-level mages, past the seventh, eighth, fifth and sixth rows of mid-level mages, and ten levels ahead. The great magician above, and then—

A young magician with a somewhat familiar face—like a teaching assistant—quickly walked forward.After checking the invitation letter in Gretel's hand, he was led to sit in the first row.

"Hey, why is he—"

Anthony was dumbfounded.Master Wharton sat down beside him naturally, crossing his legs:

"The boss got an official invitation letter. Every time "Arcane" is sent to the author of the year, don't you know?"

"I only know that he published the paper..."

Several classmates looked at each other in blank dismay.The magicians in the back entered the hall one after another, calling for friends and finding their seats.At five minutes to nine, the door leading to the inner hall slammed open, and a group of high-ranking magicians of the [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th ranks stepped out of the inner hall and sat down one by one.

"Ah, ah, why is Gretel still sitting in the first row!"

Anthony is dying!Even if you get a formal invitation, you should keep a low profile!Didn't you see so many high-level mages behind you!

"Each issue of "Arcane" publishes three papers and more than a dozen newsletters. According to the habit, the author of the papers sits in the front, and the author of the newsletter sits in the back." Master Wharton explained for his boss leisurely:

"The boss sent out papers, so he must sit in the first row."

"...Wait, why did you call him the boss?"

"Ahahaha...that's another story..."

Gretel, who was sitting in the first row, actually wanted to escape.Who told him who actually arranged this seat, and why was there a necromancer sitting next to him?
"Great Nordmark?" The other party's eyes lit up when he saw the badge on his chest.No way, the author of the article published on "Arcane" this year, a mage below the fifth level, is the only one who can recognize it with his eyes closed:
"Hello, hello, I'm Bram McCarty, I've known you for a long time. Hey, how is your microscope-related project going? I have a friend who is from the plague branch, and I was talking about you yesterday... "

"..." Why did the debt collector come to the venue?Gretel looked at those twinkling eyes and shrank instinctively:
"A little bit more..."

In fact, it has already been done, but the problem will not be concluded first, and then some funds will be cheated for penicillin.Being urged by the Lord at this moment, Gretel felt somewhat guilty, his eyes wandering.The other party hastily asked:
"What else do you need? Do you want to help? If you want help, please tell me. Anyway, it is our project in Black Crow Swamp. If you need anything, just ask!"

"Uh..." Gretel blinked, feeling quite moved.A high-ranking necromancer, the ability to network and obtain resources must be better than him... Do you want to ask this person for some penicillium?Or another mold?
Before he could make up his mind, the seat suddenly jumped up, pushing him to stand up.The necromancer clapped his hands and waved away the skeleton under Gretel's chair:
"Let's stop chatting, go up to receive the award! It's your turn!"

　The dance drama "The Electric Wave That Never Dies" is so beautiful...I cried after watching it...I didn't expect that just music, lighting and body language can have such expressive power!

　　I will work harder from tomorrow on!To write better, to present you with a more refined, more similar to the real world!
　　Although not as fierce as the bosses, I still have to pursue!

　　Ask for a subscription... Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a book review...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)