Chapter 95 How did you know that you were so smug?
According to Wen Han's experience, when she's down on her luck, bad things just keep coming. But when she finally gets lucky, as soon as she starts to feel smug, bad luck immediately follows.
Showing off will ruin you.
That's just how cruel God is, so he absolutely cannot open the champagne halfway through the game.
There wasn't much homework tonight, and most people finished by the second evening self-study session. Luckily, the person checking on the self-study wasn't the homeroom teacher, so the atmosphere in the class started to become quite restless.
Wen Han didn't say anything, but he and Fang Songxia were passing notes very enthusiastically.
"Hey?" The English teacher frowned. "What's wrong with you all? Just because the homeroom teacher isn't here, does that mean you can talk as much as you want?"
The classroom was quiet for a while, and Fang Songxia had no choice but to stop passing notes with Wen Han.
This is really boring. Wen Han doesn't want to read, and the system has gone back to its space and I don't know what it's doing. Ever since the original space was destroyed, the system goes back there every now and then.
Jing Yu then handed Wen Han a note, and Wen Han happily chatted with Jing Yu again.
Just as Wen Han had predicted, Gu Yuan and his nephew Gu Cheng pinned their hopes on Number Four, that mad Alpha, and provided both money and effort, determined to seize the credit for joining the cause.
They also did something incredibly stupid: they cleverly took the billions of dollars in embezzled funds left by the An family and gave them to Number Four to help him build momentum.
Gu Yuan probably knew that taking this money was extremely risky, and he fantasized that once Number Four took over, this ill-gotten money would become "clean money," and the matter of An Jia would be wiped clean.
"Host," the system said worriedly, "what if this number four really gets elected?"
"Impossible." Wen Han denied it outright. "If they choose someone so extreme, they're doomed."
However, Wen Han was still worried; she was afraid of the worst-case scenario.
"Jingyu, why does your family think number five is the safest bet?" Wen Han asked after school.
“He himself is reliable and won’t cause any trouble,” Jing Yu said. “His father-in-law is a former director of Minghe.”
Minghe? Wen Han asked, puzzled, "Isn't that a newspaper? How much money can a newspaper make? Nobody buys newspapers anymore."
Jing Yu smiled and said, "Ming He has dug up a lot of dirt on the political world. These candidates are more or less not clean."
The reason why those brainless people support Number Four is because Number Four fits their inner fantasy of a "successful upper-level Alpha". How could ordinary scandals possibly bring him down?
*
When Wen Han got home, she saw Wen Qingke scratching his head in front of his phone and calling for Wen Han and the others to study it together.
"Who are you voting for, number four?" Wen Han questioned upon seeing the page, "Why are you voting for number four?"
Who would have thought! Wen Qingke, this seemingly spineless and cowardly man, actually has this side to him.
“The boss told us to do this,” Wen Qingke said hesitantly. “We have to submit the screenshots to the work group tonight. Dad has to keep his job.”
It's obvious without even thinking that Gu Yuan and his gang were behind this; how despicable!
Wen Han snatched the phone and immediately voted for number five.
Wen Qingke looked like he was going to lose his job tomorrow. Wen Han said, "Just have Wen Ru Photoshop a picture for you and submit it."
Wen Ruo had no choice but to search online for tutorials on how to edit photos, while Wen Qingke waited anxiously behind her.
So much happened today. Although Wen Han pretended nothing was wrong at school, her heart was still beating very fast after she took a shower and lay in bed.
"System, do you think I can be selected?"
"Yes, yes, definitely," the system encouraged. "I secretly observed for you today, and Team Leader Li seemed quite satisfied."
Wen Han tossed and turned, her mind replaying the scene at the hospital earlier that day. She kept thinking about whether what she said was right, whether she had made any mistakes, and the expressions on Team Leader Li's and his colleagues' faces.
Wen Han turned over and sighed. She wished she could be chosen.
Wen Han became more and more excited as she thought about it, and didn't fall asleep until after 2 a.m. Luckily, she could sleep for an extra half hour after moving, otherwise she would have been exhausted.
——
"My goodness." Wen Han shook her head as she looked around, surrounded by a number of classmates.
Fang Songxia asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
He squeezed in and glanced at it: "News? What's so interesting about the news, huh?"
On the largest page of the newspaper, there was an Alpha lying on the ground. The photographer was very skilled; it was immediately obvious that the person was weeping bitterly.
Who is this person?
"You usually just read celebrity gossip, right?" Yang Lanjun said disdainfully. "This is candidate number four, that lunatic."
As an Omega, Yang Lanjun naturally hated Number Four.
Fang Songxia slowly read aloud: "The 'Big A' advocate's late-night crying attack on the 'Widow's Gate' is suspected to be a battle between the left and right hemispheres of the brain, or perhaps the enemy is using a honey trap..."
"That's a pretty catchy headline." Wen Han read it with great interest. There should be more news like this; it's a good way to wake someone up from a nap.
"This is so embarrassing!" Yang Lanjun exclaimed. "Shouldn't he have been extra careful these past few days? How could he have done something like this?"
Wen Han said, "Look at the clothes he's wearing, they must have been taken last summer, just waiting for this moment to be revealed."
Oh dear, to do something so shameful and then have it filmed and entertained the whole country. If Wen Han were him, he should just hang himself.
"Hey, Wen Han, why did you put it away?" a classmate said. "We haven't seen it yet."
"Someone lent it to me."
Number Four is finished. He gained attention through radical remarks, and this incident has completely ruined his image. He went from being a top-tier A-rank character to a defeated sycophant of an Omega.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Gu Yuan is probably kicking himself for it. Plus, he absolutely looks down on Betas, so he's probably rushing to curry favor with another Alpha candidate right now.
When Wen Han was about to return the newspaper to Lin He after class, she ran into Gu Cheng and Zhang Yongqi walking towards her. Gu Cheng hadn't been coming to their class to see Wen Ruan much lately, probably because he was busy with these things.
Wen Han had no intention of provoking them, but Zhang Yongqi called out to him, "Wen Han, what are you holding in your hand?"
They blocked her way, and Wen Han knew they wouldn't let her go unless she told them: "The newspaper."
Zhang Yong asked curiously, "Is it from today? What does it say on it?"
Wen Han: "The sound of shattered hope."
Gu Cheng frowned and said impatiently, "Give it to me."
"Who are you?" Wen Han sneered. Seeing that Gu Cheng looked like he wanted to hit someone, he threw the newspaper downstairs.
It rained last night, and there were many puddles on the ground. Wen Han said directly to Zhang Yongqi, "Go and help him pick them up."
Zhang Yongqi clenched his fist: "What do you mean?"
“I didn’t mean anything by it.” Wen Han glanced at him. “I just think this is the kind of job you do.”
After subtly criticizing both of them, Wen Han was in a great mood, but she couldn't help but receive a scolding from Lin He.
"Impressive," Lin He said. "Wen Han is really something, using my things to show off."
"Why are you talking so sarcastically lately?" Wen Han glanced at him. "How much is the newspaper?"
"It is priceless to me."
Wen Han turned to leave, but Lin He called out to him, "The person who was specially recruited yesterday came to see you? Congratulations in advance."
Wen Han asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
“Someone saw them.” Lin He shrugged. “They were dressed so conspicuously, it’s normal for them to be seen. Some students are very familiar with the security guards.”
Wen Han lowered her eyes and remained silent.
*
Back in the classroom, news had already spread that Wen Han had been taken away by the specially recruited personnel.
"Wen Han, is it true?" Fang Songxia asked excitedly. "That's great! Then you don't have to go through senior year of high school, and you can go to university without taking the college entrance exam!"
He was completely immersed in joy, and his voice unconsciously grew louder, naturally unaware of the subtle glances from the other people in the classroom.
Their school is very strict, and the pressure in the second semester of the junior year is no different from that of the senior year in other schools. Even though the homeroom teacher is not the strictest compared to other classes, the atmosphere in the class is like a pressure cooker.
A subtle, slightly jealous look in his eyes.
Wen Han's classmates usually got along fairly well with her, but she knew that getting into the special admission program was very difficult. It was basically a windfall, like winning the lottery, which made it hard not to feel resentful.
Wen Han patted Fang Songxia on the shoulder: "Who knows? She might not be selected."
“They only select a small number each year,” Yang Lanjun said. “There’s been no news from other high schools in Linjin. They probably only selected you. As long as you don’t give up, you’ll definitely be selected.”
"Wen Han, what did they call you for?" a classmate asked. "We didn't know you had any special abilities."
This person wasn't very familiar with Wen Han. If Wen Han were to tell him after this probing, the news would probably spread throughout the entire school before evening self-study was over.
Wen Han shook her head: "I don't know, they just asked me a few questions."
The man scoffed, "Fine, I won't tell you then. Who cares?"
Fang Songxia frowned and said, "If you don't care, why are you asking?"
The school bell rang, and everyone had to return to their seats.
——
Jingyu is in heat today and has taken the day off, making Wenhan's lunch break unbearable.
It was physics practice again at noon. Wen Han couldn't finish the multiple-choice questions and the first sub-question of each major question.
"This is so difficult," Wen Han nudged Fang Songxia. "Have you finished writing?"
"Almost there."
"It will only take a few minutes," Wen Han said, reassuring herself.
Fang Songxia breathed a sigh of relief after finishing her work and quietly handed the paper to Wen Han.
"Wen Han".
Someone called to him, but Wen Han was focused on copying the answers and didn't even look up.
"Wen Han!"
Wen Han finally looked up: "What's wrong?"
"Why are you still doing your homework?" the other person said. "If I were you, I wouldn't even come to school; I'd just go home and play."
We'll have to wait for definite news, okay? Wen Han could tell this person was doing it on purpose, so she ignored him and continued copying the test paper.
Just bear with it for another month at most, and even if you beg him to come to school then, he won't come.
Thinking that she would soon be free from this misery, Wen Han didn't bother arguing with these people.
Hmph, once I get selected, I'll definitely show off in front of these sour chickens.
Then he'll add everyone in the class on QQ, post updates every day, share photos of himself at the gates of prestigious universities, take countless photos in an 18-grid layout, and chat from morning till night, saying things like, "I'm not used to sleeping in every day at university," and "I regret not taking the college entrance exam." This will make everyone hate him so much they'll grind their teeth and cry in their blankets!
Thinking of this, Wen Han felt cheerful, and even the boring math class in the afternoon had plenty of material for her daydreams.
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