Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

The selection of apprentices begins in Chapter 15.

Gu Xintong's gaze returned to Wang Dong's hand, and she asked in confusion, "

How come you have so many AAA batteries? That must cost over a thousand dollars.

"Oh, it's not mine, I was just helping a friend out." Wang Dong gestured with his eyes, indicating that it all belonged to Zhang Qingzhe.

"Where did he get it?"

Just as Wang Dong was about to answer, he suddenly heard a soft cough.

"Class is about to start, why are you still chatting here?" Xia Qiwei suddenly appeared behind me at some point.

Gu Xintong glanced at the "witch" and then quietly slipped away.

Her specialty is the "structural school," which has always been at odds with the "plastic energy school."

Moreover, she heard from the professor that Shakira had a rather volatile temper and often threw fireballs when she was young.

Xia Qiwei frowned, her gaze sweeping over Wang Dong's hand.

She reached out and took a card, examining it closely between her fingertips.

A hint of surprise flashed in her violet eyes.

The touch from my fingertips is as warm and smooth as jade, and each magic rune flows with a natural rhythm.

This is a texture that only a high-ranking Card Maker can create.

But why would a rank-based [Card Maker] make such low-level cards?

"Where did you get this card?" Xia Qiwei raised her eyes, her tone tinged with doubt.

Wang Dong was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Qingzhe couldn't help but speak up: "Professor, that was made by my sister, please don't confiscate it again."

"Your sister?"

Wang Dong quickly chimed in, "Right, right, his sister is a witch!"

"Oh? Your family has witch blood..."

Wang Dong quickly added, "That's right! I asked him to transform into a half-witch, but he refused. Isn't that a shame!"

"Oh!" Xia Qiwei looked at Zhang Qingzhe's face again and sighed, "It is indeed a pity."

Zhang Qingzhe sighed helplessly, "This is my personal matter, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Never mind! What grade is your sister in?"

"I'm a senior in high school this year."

"Then let her apply to the [Energy Shaping School], and I'm willing to personally take her on as an apprentice."

"No, her aspiration is the [prophetic school]."

"What's going on between you two siblings?"

Xia Qiwei narrowed her eyes, somewhat displeased, and said, "Why doesn't anyone like the [Energy Shaping School]? The [Energy Shaping School] is clearly the most promising."

Zhang Qingzhe muttered to himself, "I read in the textbook that... the structuralist school is the most widely used."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong broke out in a cold sweat and shoved him hard with his elbow.

Xia Qiwei glared at them.

A fierce glint flashed in his purple eyes, startling the two of them into silence.

"I need one [size 8] battery, how much?"

Wang Dong immediately put on a smile: "Professor, if you want it, the cost price is two hundred yuan!"

Xia Qiwei glared at him again, clearly knowing that this guy had raised the price, but as a professor, she was too lazy to haggle.

She took out her phone and transferred 250 yuan to him. "You two, come with me to class. I have something important to announce."

Xia Qiwei walked at the front and quietly took out yesterday's No. 9 battery.

By placing the two cards side by side, it becomes clear that they were made by the same person.

What touched her even more was that the patterns on the new card were more refined, and the transitions were handled more naturally.

This skill... has improved again.

As they walked down the corridor, Wang Dong whispered a reminder: "Don't mention the 'structural school' in front of the professor."

"Why?" Zhang Qingzhe asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Do you have any common sense at all?"

Wang Dong lowered his voice, "In the past, the [Energy Shaping School] was the largest school. And because witches liked [Fireball], most witches gathered in this school."

Zhang Qingzhe nodded slightly, but still didn't quite understand.

"and then?"

"Then, after the millennium, the country vigorously developed its manufacturing industry, and the 'structural school' also made rapid progress. But in terms of production and construction, ordinary people still have an advantage. So now the 'structural school' is basically controlled by ordinary people."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingzhe finally understood.

I see...

The "Construction School" represents ordinary people, while the "Energy School" represents witches.

On the surface, it appears to be a debate between schools of thought, but in reality, it has become a conflict between two groups.

really--

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own!

Wang Dong paused for a moment, then leaned closer and added:

"Also, I don't think you can switch departments. Now that you've been accepted into the [Energy Shaping School], Professor Xia definitely won't allow anyone to 'jump ship'."

Zhang Qingzhe felt a headache coming on after listening to this.

It's true what they say: a woman fears marrying the wrong man, and a man fears choosing the wrong career!

Having joined this "School of Evocation," I've essentially boarded the witch's "pirate ship."

The two entered the classroom and sat down, and Xia Qiwei went up to the podium.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, gently enveloping her entire body.

The white suit skirt was illuminated by the light in an instant, and the various mystical amulets hanging on the lapel, wrists and neck also shimmered with tiny lights.

The light made her figure clear and serene, revealing an intellectual yet alluring beauty.

Several boys looked up, a hint of infatuation flashing in their eyes.

Xia Qiwei looked up and glanced at the classroom, two shallow dimples appearing on her face.

"I think many people have already heard that professors from various schools of thought have recently been selecting apprentices."

The classroom erupted in noise; it seemed many people were concerned about this matter.

Xia Qiwei smiled and continued:

"Regardless of what other schools of thought do, our [Energy Shaping School] has always adhered to the principle of 'appointing people based solely on their talent.' Therefore, today, I will give everyone a fair chance to compete."

She held up a long, slender finger and shook it playfully. "Anyone with more than ten [magic loops] can register for the preliminary selection."

The noise in the classroom grew louder and louder; some people were celebrating their good fortune, while others were sighing softly.

Xia Qiwei, however, picked up her thermos and slowly sipped her goji berry tea, appearing patient and waiting.

But her purple eyes always seemed to drift towards the back row.

Zhang Qingzhe acted as if nothing was wrong, sometimes looking down at his textbook, sometimes turning his head to stare out the window in a daze, as if he were lost in thought.

After that, students raised their hands one after another, and five or six people had already signed up.

Xia Qiwei frowned her beautiful brows and relaxed the conditions a bit more.

"Considering you are only freshmen and have room for growth in the future—how about this, those with nearly ten [Magic Circuits] can also sign up."

At this moment, Wang Dong, who was standing next to him, finally couldn't sit still any longer.

He nudged Zhang Qingzhe lightly, a hint of smugness in his voice, "Sorry, bro, I'm going to go now!"

"Mm," Zhang Qingzhe responded softly, his face showing no emotion whatsoever.

His overly calm demeanor actually made Wang Dong feel somewhat annoyed and bored.