Ignoring the astonishment of the crowd, Chen Feng grabbed a black pen and began writing rapidly on the whiteboard.
He was writing down the initial rankings of everyone based on the information provided by Zhao Hanhai.
Zhou Xiaoguang unsurprisingly ranked first.
Zheng Shaoyang ranked eighth.
What surprised Shen Qian the most was Huo Ling'er, who was ranked fourth.
"Then I reckon he's not far from becoming a quasi-martial artist," Shen Qian guessed.
Because the student ranked second just revealed that he had just reached the baseline of a quasi-martial artist and was seeking a breakthrough.
As for Shen Qian, he was ranked twelfth. The only one weaker than him was Qian Enbo, a slightly overweight boy, but he seemed to be a year younger than him...
So, he's the weakest one.
However, Shen Qian didn't feel anything. Apart from Zhou Xiaoguang, whose strength was unknown, the strength of the others present was roughly in the range of 140 to 149, and the difference was not significant, at least in Shen Qian's opinion.
"This ranking will be updated next week, and the first reward will be distributed at that time, but..." Chen Feng said coldly, "the bottom three will not receive any reward."
Everyone instantly understood the significance of this ranking.
Whether there's a reward or not is secondary; the key issue is that I'm ranked last... which is a bit embarrassing.
Especially for a group of people who are used to being praised.
"The cultivation method I will teach you in the next two months is based on a very simple principle: constantly pushing your potential. This is the fastest way for you to make progress in a short period of time. The ranking mechanism can also be regarded as one of the methods."
After Chen Feng finished speaking, he stepped aside, and Zhao Hanhai took over the conversation.
"Starting today, everyone will gather here after school every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Each training session will last about three hours. Please remember to manage your time accordingly. If you need to take leave, please inform Squad Leader Chen in advance."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he would only come three days a week, which meant it wouldn't take up too much of his own time.
After Huo Ling'er used the bracelet to add everyone to a group, she announced the group's disbandment, thus ending the first face-to-face meeting of the "Seventh Middle School Martial Arts Youth Crazy Group".
This embarrassingly childish group name was an idea that Huo Ling'er racked her brains to come up with. After Zhou Xiaoguang's objections were ineffective, the others could only silently accept it.
Shen Qian clearly saw that even the usually stern Chen Feng's lips twitched slightly a few times.
...
After leaving the old physical fitness testing center, I walked a short distance before encountering Liu Simin, who was rushing over.
"Shen Qian, how is it? Did Director Zhao give you any trouble?" Liu Simin came forward and asked hurriedly when she saw that Shen Qian was alone.
"I'm fine." Shen Qian was touched by Liu Simin's anxious expression.
Putting aside her teaching ability, Liu Simin is indeed a good teacher.
"You didn't lose any conduct points?" Liu Simin asked in surprise.
They even added ten points...
"No... Director Zhao has set up a training class for top martial arts students. He just called me out because of this. Teacher Liu, please keep this a secret for me and don't let the other students know." Shen Qian thought for a moment and said truthfully.
"It's good that you didn't lose any points. You can't do that again in the future." Liu Simin nodded to indicate that she understood. "Don't worry, although it's a little embarrassing, I won't tell the other classmates."
Teacher Liu, have you misunderstood something...?
Shen Qian hesitated, but Liu Simin didn't give him a chance to speak. She waved her hand and said, "Alright, hurry back to class. The teacher has to pick up the kids."
Watching Liu Simin's hurried departure, Shen Qian could only shake his head helplessly.
...
For the entire day, Chen Qian immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge.
Thanks to Zhou Xu's big mouth spreading the word, gradually all the classmates knew that Shen Qian had "given up" martial arts and planned to specialize in humanities.
Seeing Shen Qian's diligent work, the class leaders, led by Lin Xiaoqian, gave Shen Qian another dose of warmth... a pile of study notes from top students.
During the last class in the afternoon, Shen Qian's bracelet suddenly vibrated.
He paused for a moment, looking somewhat melancholy, as he pulled the bracelet out of his inner pocket.
Before sinking, I realized that Ding Yi was no longer around, so I no longer needed to pretend to be so poor and could wear the bracelet on my wrist openly.
The bracelet was still vibrating. Chen Qian saw it was an unfamiliar number and didn't want to answer it, but the number kept dialing.
Shen Qian glanced at Zhou Xu, who understood and handed his wireless earphones to Shen Qian.
After connecting the headphones, Chen Qian slightly turned his head and answered the phone.
"Xiaoqian, it's me." A familiar, deep voice came from the phone, sounding somewhat tired.
"Dad?" Shen Qian recognized Shen Liang's voice and was taken aback.
"I'm at Jingcheng Central Hospital. Your mother is hospitalized." Shen Liang's voice was relatively calm, but it was a little hoarse.
"What's going on?" Shen Qian's heart tightened.
"Kidney failure...you might need surgery. If it's convenient for you, could you come over now?" Shen Liang said after a moment's hesitation.
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qian didn't bother to ask for leave anymore. While Mr. Feng, who taught basic chemistry, turned around to write formulas, he slipped out of the classroom through the back door.
...
Jingcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is an old-fashioned hospital.
The new-style hospitals are said to have powerful martial artists on staff who can cure most diseases, but of course, the price of treatment is unaffordable for most people.
Shen Qian ran all the way and found Shen Liang sitting in a chair on the third floor of the inpatient department.
After a day apart, Shen Liang seemed to have aged considerably, with more noticeable gray hair at his temples. However, upon seeing his son, Shen Liang still managed a forced smile.
"Dad," Shen Qian called out, asking anxiously, "Where's Mom? What happened? Wasn't she taking her medicine? How could she suddenly be in such a bad state?"
When Shen Qian and his family of three evacuated from Lucheng, an accident caused Wang Xiaojuan to be exposed in the restricted area for several hours, after which her health deteriorated.
Only by taking specific medications regularly can the failure of bodily organs be stopped.
"Your mother is inside. The doctors are still having a consultation. Please wait a while."
Shen Liang pointed to the ward behind him. Regarding Shen Qian's question, Shen Liang showed a bitter expression, "Your mother changed her medication two weeks ago. I only just found out."
"Changed?" Shen Qian asked in astonishment.
"I don't know where she saw that ad, it said there was a cheaper miracle drug that only cost less than a thousand a month..."
"My mom isn't that stupid. Wouldn't she know that such cheap medicine is obviously problematic?"
Chen Qian found it hard to believe. The special medicine that Wang Xiaojuan used to take cost four or five thousand yuan a month. Such a stark contrast, it shouldn't be possible for a mother as shrewd as her!
"She...she said she still doesn't want you to suffer in the army, so she wants to save up some more money and try to persuade you to go to a normal liberal arts university..."
Shen Liang's tone was complex, and his voice gradually became softer until it was barely audible.
Shen Qian was stunned.
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