"Uncle Xu, you're back?"
Shen Qian pushed open the door and saw that only Grandpa Xu was in the office. He greeted him with a smile.
"Hey, long time no see, kid!" Old Xu looked up and the worry between his brows lessened a bit. "I just happened to brew the Longjing tea you gave me last time, pour it yourself."
"Oh, right, and this too."
Grandpa Xu remembered something and pulled out a gift box from under his desk. It contained the 'Qi Condensation Elixir' that Shen Qian had left behind last time, as well as the ginseng that had been nourished by spiritual energy.
"What's wrong with you, kid?"
Grandpa Xu looked displeased. "I don't care if you won the lottery or found a godmother, this isn't the way to spend money. Take it back, take it back!"
"Uncle Xu, I truly want to thank you. Thank you for taking care of me for the past three years. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please don't refuse!" Shen Qian said earnestly.
"I'm already this old, why would I need any elixirs? But you, you're about to go to university, save some money for later. University isn't cheap, especially since you're interested in martial arts..."
No matter what Shen Qian said, Grandpa Xu resolutely refused to accept it.
After some arguing, the two compromised. Grandpa Xu accepted the relatively inexpensive ginseng, but returned the Qi-condensing medicine to Shen Qian.
"You don't know the value of money yet. Even if things get better, you still need to be careful with your spending, or your parents will have to worry about you later..."
After putting the ginseng away, Grandpa Xu couldn't help but give Shen Qian another lecture.
Seeing the sighs on Grandpa Xu's face, Shen Qian couldn't help but laugh and say, "You weren't this long-winded before, why are you so sentimental today?"
"Don't even mention it. I took leave last week because my grandniece is such a disappointment. Her parents came to me for help."
Grandpa Xu sighed, "Speaking of which, we're the same age as you, and we're about to take the college entrance exam..."
"Oh, what exactly happened?" Shen Qian asked curiously.
"It's because their martial arts exam scores aren't up to par, but they still want to go to a martial arts university..."
After listening to Grandpa Xu's explanation, Chen Qian nodded in understanding.
In essence, this is just a story that happened in one of countless ordinary families.
If it were someone who had previously been involved in a similar situation, they would most likely have ended up in something similar.
Grandpa Xu's granddaughter's score in martial arts was not high enough for admission. She heard from somewhere that Jingcheng Martial Arts University would be expanding its enrollment this year, and that there were some "floating quotas" that could be obtained as long as the money was paid. However, even such quotas were not available to everyone.
Mr. Xu had worked in the education system for many years and knew some minor figures, so his brother's family thought they could use Mr. Xu to make connections.
"According to the admissions office, even if you want to donate, you'll have to wait in line. I reckon it's unlikely," Grandpa Xu said, shaking his head.
Shen Qian wanted to say a few words of comfort, but suddenly realized something was wrong. Wasn't the Marquis of Jingcheng the honorary president of Jingcheng Martial Arts University?
After thinking it over, Shen Qian decided not to reveal anything to Grandpa Xu for the time being, and would wait until he was sure that the matter would not be difficult to handle before making a decision.
After all, Gao was only a figurehead, and it would be beneath Gao to get involved in such matters, so Shen Qian was too embarrassed to speak up.
If it can be done, it will truly repay Grandpa Xu's kindness over the past three years.
Otherwise, even if Grandpa Xu had only accepted one ginseng, Shen Qian would still feel somewhat uneasy.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Grandpa Xu waved his hand, sat back down in front of the computer, and snorted coldly, "These days, scammers are getting more and more arrogant."
"A scammer?" Shen Qian was taken aback. "What scammer?"
"I don't know where my personal information was leaked. I feel like I've been targeted by telecom fraud."
Mr. Xu complained, "I don't know what's going on these past few days, but I've been receiving a lot of calls. They all immediately knew my online name on chat apps and asked if I worked at No. 7 Middle School..."
"What's most ridiculous is that these people are impersonating well-known domestic universities, including all four top universities, as well as other first-class universities like Qingwu, Nanwu, and Haiwu!"
"That's so exaggerated, how did you handle it?" Shen Qian was also surprised.
"I received two calls at first, but then I got so annoyed that I blocked them all."
Grandpa Xu sneered, "Then these scammers still wouldn't give up, they started sending me text messages and emails, especially this one, it's even more outrageous, they're impersonating the martial arts club!"
Grandpa Xu opened an email in the recycle bin and glanced at it curiously. Sure enough, the sender's signature showed that it was from the Huaxia Martial Arts Department.
"These scammers are really something these days, they even forge authentication marks..."
Shen Qian's words came to an abrupt halt, for his eyes had already seen the contents of the email.
"Hello, please log in to the following website to verify and complete your personal information in order to receive the special fund reward for clearing martial arts education and training equipment and the special reward for refreshing the level record evaluation issued by Huaxia Martial Arts Department!"
Note: After completing the information, please go to the local martial arts bureau's martial arts logistics and welfare department for identity verification and to collect the physical items within seven working days.
The website address is:
After a moment of reflection, Shen Qian looked at Grandpa Xu and asked, "Grandpa Xu, is your online chat name 'Dried-up Confusion'?"
"Yes, how did you know?" Grandpa Xu asked, puzzled. "I don't remember adding you on my WeChat!"
I see……
Shen Qian roughly understood what was going on; it seemed that Grandpa Xu had probably forgotten that his martial arts simulator ID was also this one.
Moreover, Mr. Xu himself doesn't usually log in; the work ID is just for the convenience of cleaning the equipment.
Shen Qian was somewhat surprised that his clearing of the Bronze Man Formation had caused such a commotion, if those universities were really after him as he suspected.
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