Young Master, Don't Run!
Mixed Class Selection

Today, the mixed class elections have finally arrived. The students seemed very enthusiastic about welcoming the selection of this class. The announcement about it rang throughout the academy. Siyan's voice meets all the different classrooms through each speaker in the classroom.

(Mixed classes held this year will have different rules than the previous ones. Every child can choose the class they want, but they have to run the entrance exam first. Then each class has a maximum limit of students that can be taken. If the desired mixed class is full, you will be transferred to another class to fill the empty quota of the class. This is done so that the distribution of the number of students in each class is evenly distributed)

The moment Siyan finished her announcement, all the disciples began to be shocked and noisier. Because they do not know that choosing a mixed class also requires an entrance exam. They have no learning at all. This is totally unfair.

Then Siyan ordered all the students to gather in the main hall of the academy. Gin and the children from the other bronze classes were immediately there. By the time they arrived, the hall was already filled with a sea of humans. Mixed classes are held for all levels from level one to level three.

Siyan stood in the middle of the podium and said "Students Level one lined up neatly on the right side. Second-level students in the middle. Third-year students on the left. Make three groups" he ordered firmly.

The disciples immediately began to line up like chicks. But they fought each other for the front position. Gin immediately moved to the right side and he chose the back row. He was horrified when he saw the people in front of him crammed to seize the front position because it was very brutal.

After that, there were three teachers standing at each of the levels that were already grouped. The teacher who was in front of the first level disciples was a fat man with a haughty face. Gin had never seen this fat man, but somehow a feeling of displeasure surfaced in his heart.

"His appearance is like an antagonist character" Gin thought. The random thought suddenly appeared.

"My name is Moji" said the fat man confidently. "You can call me teacher Moji' he said. "All right, I'll test you guys. The front row can advance first"

The front row is led by Long An. He smiled proudly as he advanced. He had already thought that the order of marching was also an important matter. The more forward they are, the easier they are to fill the quota of the class they want.

"What class do you want to take?" ask Moji.

"Fight class" Long An replied confidently. He had to break through to the golden core immediately. Ever since losing to Gin, that bastard boy, Long An had become extremely depressed. Because he lost in a ridiculous way. Now he hates Gin even more. He wanted to demand a reply, unfortunately he did not find the right time for it.

Moji suddenly took out a red-colored crystal ball. "Put your hand here"

Long An put his hand down. That crystal ball showed his cultivation status as well as his talent level.

"You fit into a fighting class. Escape" said Moji. Then he looked towards everyone. "the fighting class already has one person. A maximum of only thirty people for this class. If the quota is full, please choose another class" he explained with a smile.

The disciples gasped and they became excited. The students in the back row began to feel anxious and worried, afraid that the class they wanted was full and they had to choose another class by force.

The class selection exam continued. After the students started testing, Gin came to a conclusion about his requirements in order to pass the desired class. Because there were some disciples who failed in this small test. Then Moji advised them to choose another class and they got away with it easily.

The battle class, checked was the actual cultivation level and talent level.

Magic Beast class, should be able to answer one random question from the teacher regarding magic beasts.

A medicine pill class, should be able to answer one random question from the teacher regarding medicine.

The exploration class, should be able to answer one random question from the teacher about the geography of the world.

Gin dazed. He wanted to choose a class of medicinal pills, but he had no knowledge of anything about it.

After the three vanguards were tested, Moji said "The quota for the fighting class is already full, sorry"

Then the students who wanted to take the class cried out in frustration because they disagreed.

After a few more tests, Moji said. "The magical beast class is full".

Then "The magic tool class is full" he announced again after a while.

Finally it was Gin's turn. He is in the last position. Only he was left in this hall, as all the disciples had already headed to their respective classes.

Moji looked at Gin and said. "Son, there is still one quota in the medicinal pill class and exploration" he said.

Gin nodded. Gin wanted to say he chose the medicinal pill class, but Moji suddenly said. "That's a class for you" he said. Even without testing her.

"What?" Gin gawking in shock.

Moji rubbed his mustache then said confidently. "Each student can take two mixed classes. I gave them to you to fill the class void. No need for exams. You should be grateful son because I'm so good" he laughed.

"I just want to take one class"

"can't. Since you're the last student, you can't choose any class you want. It's an automatic order to put you in an empty classroom" Moji patted Gin on the shoulder, trying to comfort him. "Even if this isn't the class you want, take the positives, son" he said. "Study well and gain knowledge. Do not argue and do not complain. Don't let your parents down" he started lecturing Gin. "The two classes were close together in the same building. Spirit" said.

Then he gives Gin a card containing Gin's class schedule. The first hour was a class of medicinal pills. Then rest. Then the class in the second hour. Then he left.

Gin was still standing in his place. He's still in shock. He really doesn't have any rights here. Gin looked at Moji's back and muttered in annoyance "He's really an antagonist. He's a demon." he thought.

Gin sighed a few times to calm himself down, he finally accepted his fate. He also headed to the medicinal pill class without any spirit. As he entered, he became the center of attention because he was the last person.

There were twenty students in this class, he was the twentieth student. Gin looked for an empty chair and sat there. The seat is in the middle. He could not choose the back row because all the seats were full. Then Gin saw a familiar face in the class. There's Mona there. The girl sat in the front row. Mona smiled at him and waved her hand.