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After the two teachers in charge of the students took everyone to have lunch, they each went back to the dormitory, packed their luggage, and went back.
The relief and frustration of having just finished the exam made the students on the way back particularly silent.
Even Yao Jinchen, who was the most lively at the beginning, finally shut up. He put his hands in his pockets, as if he was cosplaying a salted fish that has lost his dream.
On the way back, we also passed by the sacred and well-known Nanshan Temple.
Xianyubenyu Yao Jinchen didn't know what stimulated him, so he suddenly said: "I heard that the monthly basic salary at Nanshan Temple is 7,000. How about I go in and become a little Taoist priest or a novice monk? Anyway, when the time comes The salary after graduating from a university is not even 7,000."
Jiang Beiyu, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly laughed. This laughter was a bit abrupt in the still quiet car.
Most of the students looked in the direction of Jiang Beiyu, and then heard their teacher Jiang say: "The young monks and Taoist priests in Nanshan Temple all have master's degree or above. Have you all reached it?"
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The threshold is unheard of.
Someone said: "Teacher Jiang, are you kidding?"
"Are you kidding?" Jiang Beiyu raised his lips, "Don't we all carry mobile phones now? Use your mobile phones to check online to see if what I said is true?"
Yao Jinchen was already completely shocked by this exam. After hearing this, he felt that it was not bad, so he simply went online to search for Nanshan Temple.
To be honest, there are many temples like Nanshan Temple across the country, and some of them have similar names, such as Beishan Temple and Xishan Temple.
But this is the only Nanshan Temple that has been personally certified by the state.
Yao Jinchen found out its recruitment requirements: master¡¯s degree or above, no criminal record.
Yao Jinchen even saw the academic qualifications of some young Taoist priests and novice monks inside.
He sighed with emotion: "Are the doctoral students from Tsinghua University serious? Are such awesome people running to become monks?"
These days, the more you read, the more you see through the world of mortals?
From this point of view, we can draw a conclusion:
To put it nicely: I, the Buddha, only save those who are destined to me.
To be realistic: I am not a scumbag.
Yao Jinchen held his mobile phone and cried silently in his heart. Without academic qualifications these days, he is not even qualified to be a monk or a Taoist priest.
It¡¯s not easy to earn a monthly salary of 7,000.
Jiang Beiyu was in a good mood after beating the little bastard. When he turned his head, he glanced at the little bodyguard who had started to close his eyes again and let out a tut in his heart.
Nanshan Temple disappeared in front of their eyes in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Beiyu did not go in.
When all the students are sent back to school, they should be told to rest in the dormitory and go home, and not to overtax their bodies thinking about one night left.
Young Master Jiang has become accustomed to the sense of responsibility that comes with his profession, and has even given up on treatment now.
¡°In the final analysis, it is his few consciences that support this job with a salary of tens of thousands of yuan.
After letting the students disperse where they were, Jiang Beiyu called Sunan Zhi again.
Su Nanzhi, who had just walked out ten meters away: "?"
She looked back at Jiang Beiyu, who glanced at her and then turned his back.
Su Nanzhi: "Teacher Jiang?"
"Are there any plans for dinner? If not, the teacher will take you to a big dinner." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com