Qu Haifeng: "...Yes."
She gave a fake response.
Having gained the approval of two deans, the other bigwigs in both academies naturally wouldn't openly oppose it, lest they appear petty.
Since the authorities have given their permission, what is there for everyone to be restrained about?
For the first time, the two academies, which were already curious about each other, began to communicate openly and honestly. This was not only a communication between the two academies, but also a communication between ordinary and outstanding disciples.
Outstanding disciples received admiration and honor, while ordinary disciples received one-on-one Q&A sessions.
These prodigies aren't as difficult to get along with as we've imagined, the ordinary disciples thought.
Actually, these disciples of martial spirits and even martial masters are also very hardworking—the outstanding disciples thought.
Everyone got what they wanted and was happy.
"By the way, our academy recently formed a new opera troupe, and they have a performance this afternoon. Do you want to go see it?"
The senior students extended an invitation to Zhong Junpeng and others.
When we were short-handed before, my fellow apprentices even worked as extras in opera troupes.
Although they only played minor demons, the entertainment was endless and the income was quite substantial. It wasn't until their junior brother ordered all cultivators on Xianlong Peak to focus on their cultivation that they were forced into unemployment.
But even unemployment cannot take away their love for Journey to the West.
evening
The already packed stage was now filled with even more faces from Yimeng College.
After this performance, another group of people wanted to buy secondhand copies of Journey to the West.
The senior students generously lent out the storybooks they had painstakingly collected, and they understood the students' reactions—regardless of their cultivation level or talent, everyone's love for Journey to the West was the same.
On the other side
Shang Yanting called Jia Xitong over because he didn't want other young men to get too close to her.
After all, in his eyes, Xi Tong was fair-skinned, beautiful, and had a lovely personality. Even if she did nothing, she was sweet and very easy to attract attention. Shang Yanting was filled with a sense of crisis every moment after his first love.
Most importantly, her personality—she can chat with anyone she meets—makes her incredibly prone to flirting.
He's very careful with his precautions.
"Dean Yan!"
A call pulled him from his reverie, and standing before him was a woman he had never seen before.
The woman smiled slightly and bowed to Shang Yanting, saying, "I am Feng Yongjun. Feng An, the dean of Yimeng Academy, is my grandfather."
"So you are Senior Feng's daughter."
Shang Yanting smiled politely and praised her in the tone of an elder, "Miss Feng is clever and talented. She truly is a worthy daughter of a tiger father."
Feng Yongjun?
As Shang Yanting was making polite conversation, Jia Xitong's alarm went off.
All the women who appeared in the original work had a relationship with him.
The harem has been formed!
She's trying to steal Shang Yanting from her!
Jia Xitong sharply sized up the other person... Damn, he's quite good-looking.
In my previous dream, the person who kicked me off the bed during my wedding with Shang Yanting had a specific appearance.
"Host, dear!"
Jia Xitong called out to him from the side.
Her actions caught Feng Yongjun's attention. "This girl is exceptionally strong. She can even defeat Zhong Junpeng from our college. She is truly a woman who is just as capable as any man."
Originally intending to declare war, Jia Xitong suddenly felt that the girl was even prettier after being praised.
"To be honest, Dean Yan, we had heard about your deeds in Yimeng long ago."
I greatly admire you, and I have come here today hoping to catch a glimpse of your presence. I wonder if the Dean has the time today to speak with you privately?
Feng Yongjun changed the subject, and Jia Xitong suddenly felt that the girl was no longer pretty.
What admiration? It's clearly an attempt to gain ulterior motives towards Shang Yanting.
She glared at Shang Yanting beside her, urging him to quickly refuse her!
Before Shang Yanting could refuse, someone jumped out and said, "What a joke! Dean Yan is so busy, how could he have time to meet with you alone?"
This is Qu Tingting, whom I haven't seen in a long time.
Jia Xitong looked at these people, her expression gradually turning to shock.
Before, when she wanted to see the concubines' scenes, they never appeared. Now that she's pursuing Shang Yanting, two of them have suddenly appeared!
Qu Tingting put her hands on her hips and snorted coldly.
"Do you think I don't know what you people want to do? Dean Yan Qing is noble and aloof, and she is not someone that women like you can even dream of."
She looked at Feng Yongjun with hostility, but at Jia Xitong with even greater hostility.
He wished he could pull Jia Xitong down and sit next to Yan Qing instead.
It's all her aunt's fault for not letting her develop a relationship with Yan Qing, allowing those shady women to take advantage of the situation. She had long seen that Yan Qing was an exceptional person, and now that he held a high position and was of noble status, countless women wanted to get close to him.
In particular, some women take advantage of this vulnerability!
Jia Xitong was furious at being accused of taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, but she had to pretend that she didn't care and was just a little annoyed.
"Oh dear, Tingbao, I have a bit of a headache right now."
She leaned against Shang Yanting, her hands playfully stroking his arm a couple of times. "The martial arts competition is over, can we go now?"
Headache?
Is it possible that his problem has relapsed?
Although the two agreed to address each other as "Bao Xiang," in reality, Xi Tong used this term very rarely.
But didn't she just consume the Primordial Taiyi Pill?
Could it be that he suffered some hidden injury during the battle just now?
Thinking of this, Shang Yanting suddenly stood up. He ignored the two of them, turned and told Huo Rui to find a doctor, then picked up Jia Xitong and left.
Jia Xitong hugged his neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, and looked at the two of them with a victorious expression.
Perhaps the Shang Yanting in the original work belongs to them.
But this Shang Yanting belongs to her!
This two-faced behavior stunned Feng Yongjun and infuriated Qu Tingting.
"Does the dragon's horn hurt?"
Shang Yanting reached out and touched the little dragon horn she had hidden, then turned to look at her.
Jia Xitong's expression changed instantly, and she tried her best to look pitiful. "I don't know, I just feel a little uncomfortable."
Little did she know, her current demeanor was rather affected, which only made Shang Yanting more certain that her condition had worsened.
He was in a panic and went straight to Uncle Karl's residence.
Jia Xitong only realized her acting was so good, after arriving at Uncle Carl's house, that Shang Yanting had mistakenly thought her old illness had relapsed. Fortunately, Uncle Carl was still outside and hadn't returned yet. Jia Xitong grabbed Shang Yanting's clothes and ran towards her own house, saying, "Host, you've got it wrong, I'm not injured."
Shang Yanting didn't believe it.
People who are injured rarely talk about their injuries, just as people who go to the doctor rarely say they are sick.
"Come on, eat this Primordial Primordial Elixir."
Since Karl wasn't there, Shang Yanting took out another pill from his pocket.
"Dear host, I'm really not injured, and my head is different too."
Jia Xitong pushed the pill away.
Good steel should be used where it's needed most; you can't just eat whatever you want even if you're not sick.
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