Cheng Jingru stood a few meters away, her eyes lowered thoughtfully.
A classmate walked over and patted her on the shoulder. "Jingru, it's already pretty good that you won a silver medal in the provincial Olympiad. Don't compare yourself to your sister. Her intelligence is beyond human comprehension."
"What category does that fall under?" another student asked.
"The categories of science, theology, and metaphysics."
Cheng Jingru lifted her eyelids and glanced at the girl who had spoken.
...Is it metaphysics?
Her phone suddenly rang a few times and several messages popped up.
All of these came from Chu Yuqi.
Why haven't your parents answered my calls these past few days?
I can explain what happened at the Olympiad; you have to believe me.
[When I went to slay the evil god, my magical power was temporarily sealed, which is why I fell for Ruan Mingzhuo's trick.]
There must be a powerful figure behind her, perhaps even trying to steal the fortune of your Cheng family. You must be very careful.
Don't believe any of the personas Ruan Mingzhuo creates. How could she possibly compare to you? You're destined for great wealth and honor.
This weekend is the Xuanmen Exchange Conference. I will invite you and Ruan Mingzhuo to attend as observers. Then you will understand that she is actually nothing at all.
Cheng Jingru only replied with a single word after reading this.
——
Just one word: "good"? That's incredibly disrespectful.
Chu Yuqi looked at her phone with dissatisfaction, feeling that the other party was being ungrateful.
Beside her, a middle-aged man said with some confusion, "Miss Chu, you're being too nice to Cheng Jingru. She's just an ordinary person."
Chu Yuqi frowned and turned off her phone: "What do you know?"
Because the Olympiad prediction failed, the Cheng family began to doubt her abilities, and even Cheng Jingru began to treat her coldly.
How could she allow that? She couldn't let Cheng Jingru, this chosen one of destiny, slip out of her control.
The plot of the book revolves around Cheng Jingru, and she cannot afford to lose her inherent advantage of having the script in her hands.
Moreover, suppressing Cheng Jingru from entering the Xuanmen is not a solution... As long as the curse on Cheng Jinghao is not lifted, the Cheng family will not give up contacting the Xuanmen. Who knows if Cheng Jingru will accidentally stumble upon a good opportunity one day?
Rather than that, it would be better to bring her into the Xuanmen sect myself, so that in terms of status and position, she would always be on par with Cheng Jingru.
Thinking of this, she made a phone call: "This is Chu Yuqi. I need to bring a lay Buddhist with me. Her name is Cheng Jingru. Yes, arrange for her to share a room with me."
They were very easy to talk to, and the registration and arrangements were made immediately.
The middle-aged man was unaware of Chu Yuqi's inner thoughts; he could only sigh, "You are so kind-hearted. You recommended Ruan Mingzhuo to do logistics work, and now you've brought Cheng Jingru along too."
The Xuanmen Academic Exchange Conference is so popular that countless people are scrambling to get in.
Unfortunately, each sect only has a few spots, and independent cultivators don't even have a chance to participate.
This has led to a surge in applications for positions such as logistics, even though the pay is very low, with a daily allowance of only 100 yuan, because people are eager to learn!
Capable students can bring their own lay practitioners, who are essentially personal assistants, but very few people have this right.
He couldn't help but look at Chu Yuqi with new respect, and his attitude became even more respectful.
Chu Yuqi smiled and said, "That's what happens when we're friends."
The middle-aged man said a few more flattering words, helped her carry her schoolbag and held an umbrella for her, and walked under the midday sun.
Several classmates passing by were surprised. "Chu Yuqi, are you asking for leave again?"
“But your grades have slipped recently…” The class monitor hesitated.
Chu Yuqi coldly put on sunglasses, not really wanting to talk to these people.
Honestly, aren't these people annoying? Why do they have to worry about their own grades?
She now has more important things to do, which is to prepare for the Xuanmen Academic Exchange Conference with all her might, and of course, she has to make some choices.
Besides, she's intelligent and quick-witted, so even if her grades slip, she can catch up with a little effort.
How can those ordinary, two-dimensional characters who can only serve as background figures be compared to yourself?
——
School ends in the afternoon.
Cheng Jingru walked out of the school with her schoolbag on her back.
Upon seeing the billiards room by the roadside, she quickened her pace.
But a moment later, she stopped and turned back, looking at Cheng Jinghao in shock, "Brother, what are you doing here?"
Cheng Jinghao stubbed out his cigarette, his breath reeking of strong alcohol. "Get lost, it's none of your business!"
Cheng Jingru: "Don't be like this. The school is only disciplining you. You can't let yourself go like this!"
Cheng Jinghao suddenly flew into a rage. He smashed a wine bottle at Cheng Jingru's feet, splashing red wine onto Cheng Jingru's white dress, the rich aroma spreading in the air.
—That was a bottle of red wine that Cheng Jiangkai had treasured for a long time, and he had never been willing to drink it, but Cheng Jinghao smashed it like that.
"I've fallen into depravity? Is that my fault? It's because you're all incompetent! You can't find a truly capable master to help me!"
"And what's more, both my parents got arrested. Isn't that ridiculous? University professors, and they're being administratively detained! And they call themselves 'education experts from a scholarly family'? I'm so ashamed of them! You still believe their nonsense?"
Cheng Jingru closed her eyes briefly: "Brother, I've already found someone to help you..."
"That Chu Yuqi? She's a piece of trash!" Cheng Jinghao sneered.
“No,” Cheng Jingru shook her head, “It’s…my great-aunt.”
Cheng Jinghao suddenly looked up: "Who?"
——
That night, a black sedan stopped by the roadside.
Cheng Jingru walked out of the residential area, tidied her appearance, and went up to knock on the car window.
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