Zhuang Jia's case has not been reported by the media, and Mu Zi, who is far away in Jingling, does not know about it.

Mu Zi has been preparing for the start of school recently.

The Judicial Research and Training Institute's program lasts for two years.

In the first year, trainees learn how to prepare written litigation materials such as civil and criminal pleadings and judgments, as well as practical knowledge related to them. In addition, at least 75 hours of social service activities, such as legal counselling in some disability welfare institutions, are required.

These courses can be said to be very relaxed and stress-free for Mu Zi.

In the second year, trainees will be placed in courts, prosecutors' offices, and law firms for internships. At that time, I will really get busy, not only to prepare all kinds of litigation materials, but also to observe the trial process, participate in the special investigation of the prosecutor's office, and engage in legal work as a public defender.

At the end of all courses, professors will provide evaluation and guidance to help trainees choose a suitable career among three professions: judge, prosecutor, and lawyer.

On the first day of school, the school gate was extremely lively, and there were reporters taking pictures inside and outside the campus.

After Mu Zi attended the opening ceremony, she met with her classmates and got the class schedule for the new semester.

Completely different from the youthful faces of middle school, the students at the training institute are very different.

young, there are students like Mu Zi who have just left campus; The older ones also have vicissitudes of life uncles who have worked for many years.

In addition to the age gap, there is also a big difference in appearance, there are elites in suits and leather shoes, and there are poor students in old clothes.

Mu Zi is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

She is not only the youngest among the students, but also the most noble, not to mention the grand wedding just held not long ago, the whole people are hotly discussed, and she is like a star among many students.

It's probably because she is so dazzling that no one even stepped forward to talk to her for a while.

Mu Ziluo was quiet.

There are two compulsory classes this morning. She had studied here, and unlike other students who were headless flies, she quickly found a classroom by following the location on the class schedule.

When I entered the classroom, I was hit by someone behind me, and all the books and pencil cases in my hands fell to the ground.

The other party hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" …… I was wiping my glasses just now and didn't notice you in front of me......"

Mu Zi turned his head to look and saw that the man behind him was really wearing a pair of thick glasses, and he was apologizing in a hurry.

"It's okay." Mu Zi smiled, bent down to pick up his things, and found a vacant seat to sit down at random.

The man sat down in a hurry.

He was fatter and sweating constantly, presumably because he was afraid of the heat, so he chose a window position.

Mu Zi only looked at it for a while, and then withdrew her gaze, because the teacher came in.

The teacher was a woman, in her forties and fifties, small, with a straight back and a loud voice.

She introduced herself first, and then said sternly: "As long as you take my class, I will abide by my rules no matter how famous you are outside, how high your status, and how glorious your grades are!" If you don't follow my rules, I'm sorry, please leave this classroom immediately! I can't afford to teach a delicate student like you! ”

Mu Zi didn't notice anything at first when she heard this, but when the teacher finished speaking, a few eyes were faintly cast on her in the classroom, as if the students felt that the teacher was talking about her.

Mu Zi frowned slightly, feeling slightly unhappy.

Next, the teacher began to lecture, and the first day of the school ended uneventfully.

At noon, Murong Cheng came to pick her up, holding roses and driving a luxury car, causing a wave of onlookers at the school gate.

After Mu Zi got in the car, he told him to keep a low profile in the future.

"Why keep a low profile?" Murong Cheng disagreed, "I spoil my own woman, it's right!" ”

Mu Zi was amused by his cheeky appearance.

In fact, she felt that the female teacher seemed to have some opinions about herself, but it could be that she was too sensitive......