After Liu Simin shouted, she realized she had lost her composure and blushed. But she still glared resolutely at Shen Qian, this "troublemaker."
Shen Qian originally intended to ask Grandpa Xu if the matter of her niece's schooling had been resolved, but after Liu Simin called out to her, Shen Qian had no choice but to give up and quickly head towards the class of 109.
The student group was still quite a distance from the edge of the playground, and at this moment, Chen Qian was the center of everyone's attention.
However, Shen Qian found himself quite calm and didn't feel nervous at all.
I don't know if this is because my mindset has changed or because of the influence of my strong mental strength.
Or perhaps a combination of both.
During his two days at the Kyushu Martial Arts Hall, Shen Qian did nothing else but practice "Hun Yuan - Refining the Spirit Chapter".
Whether it's controlling one's primordial energy or honing one's physical fitness, two days isn't enough to improve much. Considering that the martial arts college entrance exam also includes "willpower," Chen Qian simply used the time to improve his mental strength.
As for the progress, before sinking, he can probably hold out on the demonic side of that strange statue for about ten minutes. As for the fairy side...
It took less than three minutes.
This disparity made Shen Qian feel insulted.
Am I really that susceptible to the temptations of women?
But then, when he thought of Liu Changqing's 800 GB of "study materials," he felt relieved.
Lust is the first hurdle a young person faces.
Everyone's the same.
Some gasps and whispers arose in the crowd, not for any other reason than that Shen Qian looked quite impressive today. His well-tailored white suit, combined with his dashing gait, gave him a rather dignified air.
This can be seen from the slightly dazed expressions on the faces of the students in Class 109.
"Shenqian, damn it, you went to Korea for plastic surgery?"
Zhang Liangwei and the other boys stared wide-eyed, while Wang Yangming, unable to resist the urge to check if Shen Qian was wearing a wig, was kicked away by Shen Qian.
The girls' focus was a little different. Lin Xiaoqian moved closer and touched Chen Qian's suit jacket.
"Wow, a Givenchy handmade piece?" Lin Xiaoqian exclaimed, "Ding Yi actually gave you such an expensive dress?"
Shen hadn't paid attention to the brand before, and shook his head upon hearing this, saying, "I bought it myself."
Lin Xiaoqian was taken aback for a moment, then earnestly admonished, "Shenqian, you must learn to manage your money. You can't just squander every little bit of money you have..."
"Chen Qian, do you see who's sitting on the stage?" Old Wang didn't care how much Chen Qian's clothes cost; he pointed excitedly at the stage.
"I saw it."
Shen Qian nodded; he was also surprised that Chai Haotian had come to No. 7 Middle School.
But considering Wang Shuo's situation, Shen Qian probably guessed something.
If it's true, that's giving them way too much face...
At this moment, there was finally movement on the stage. Chai Haotian saw Shen Qian, so he nodded slightly to him, sat up straight again, and held the microphone.
"Hiss, did the city lord just nod to us?" Zhou Xu noticed this detail and said excitedly.
"To be precise, they nodded at me," Shen Qian corrected.
"Tch!" Zhou Xu turned to Wang Yangming and said, "This bastard is talking nonsense again. Old Wang, are you... are you alright?"
Zhou Xu waved his hand in front of Wang Yangming, who was in a daze. Wang Yangming came back to his senses and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
These days, whenever he thinks of Shen Qian, he always thinks of Liu Changqing, and the Tower of Babel...
Old Wang wasn't stupid; he just couldn't figure out how Shen Qian had connected with these people and these events, no matter how hard he racked his brains.
Even at this moment, Wang Yangming had a strong intuition that Shen Qian was serious.
He just felt that no one would believe him even if he said it, not even himself.
"You know what, what Chen Qian said really reminded me... Didn't Mr. Li, the history teacher, say that this kind of thing had happened before?"
Zhang Liangwei adjusted his glasses and analyzed, "Do you think the city lord might be targeting someone this time? I just feel like our No. 7 Middle School doesn't have that much influence."
"Could it be... Zhou Xiaoguang?"
Lin Xiaoqian's heart skipped a beat, "I heard from other classes that Zhou Xiaoguang's strength has already reached the fourth level of the initial martial artist stage..."
"Didn't Zhou Xiaoguang already go to Shanghai?"
He said before sinking in.
Most of the training camp members had already left Jingcheng after the last gathering.
The reason is related to Shen Qian.
More than a dozen top universities came from afar. Although they did not take Shen Qian away, they did conduct an early admission in Jingcheng through Chai Haotian's efforts. Most of the members of the training class were included in the list, and very few remained to take the college entrance examination.
It is said that most of the admissions officers actually favored Huo Ling'er the most, but for unknown reasons, Huo Ling'er did not choose to enter the university early.
"How did you know?" Lin Xiaoqian asked curiously.
Before Chen Qian could explain, Liu Simin, who was listening to the students' discussion, interjected, "That's right, most of the top students at No. 7 Middle School have already been admitted in advance."
"Then, Teacher Liu, who do you think it could be?" Zhou Xu asked.
Liu Simin shook her head, "It's not necessarily because of any one person; there might be some special reason."
"Please be quiet."
At this moment, Huang Tao's voice rang out first from the stage.
After the playground quieted down, Huang Tao introduced the guests one by one, and each time he introduced a person, extremely enthusiastic applause rang out from below.
After giving a brief opening speech, Huang Tao handed over the microphone.
Next, Education Bureau Director Shao Weiyuan and Martial Arts Bureau Director Lu Yingfu both gave brief speeches. Although their speeches were not very substantial, they both praised No. 7 Middle School, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
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