"What's with the fuss? You must have been playing too many games yesterday and your eyes are playing tricks on you. Pei Lan's gang of thugs are always climbing over walls, it's just a skill." The one called the leader among the three blond-haired men was still staring straight at the wall, vehemently denying it.
A sudden burst of elegant piano music startled the three of them.
The three blond-haired men instantly became serious, holding their breath and not daring to even breathe loudly.
The blond-haired gang leader pulled out his phone with a serious expression. The elegant, light music ringtone seemed strangely out of place with the phone's owner's current sleazy demeanor.
"Hello?" Huang Mao answered the call.
"Niu, Yu, Yin! Where did you go last night!" The male voice on the phone was gloomy, making Huang Mao shudder instantly.
“Boss, we’re going out to buy you breakfast, and—” the blond-haired guy stared seriously at the wall not far away: “We saw someone flying on the wall.”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a voice, octaves higher, rang out again: "You're given half an hour to bring breakfast to the dorm. Also, if I see anything strange about you, you know what will happen!"
The dial tone came through, and the three blond-haired men grabbed their hair, looked at their ripped clothes, and were on the verge of tears.
Students at Peilan College have always valued time highly.
Well—to be specific, classes start at eight, but at 7:59, there aren't many people at school.
Hua Cai, carrying a stack of homework books, wandered around the huge campus before finally finding a quiet and secluded spot—the grove of trees behind the school.
Standing on the hillside with a gloomy expression, Hua Cai looked down at the teaching building with great displeasure.
This was hardly a place with pleasant memories for the original owner.
Hua put her homework aside, picked up a twig, tossed it in her hand, and slowly practiced her moves.
Unlike the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, the Shadowless Sword requires not only memorizing the sword moves but also having a body strong enough to support the rapid swordplay.
The Marrow Cleansing Pill was taken too early, and it's unclear how the original owner's body was. Now, Hua Cai's sword dance has a kind of exhilarating feeling of "Come on, I'm going to beat you all up!"
"Ding-a-ling—" The crisp sound of the bell came from afar. Hua Cai stopped, threw the branch in her hand to the ground, picked up her homework, and walked unhurriedly toward the classroom.
As expected, large crowds of people surged from the direction of the school gate along the way.
With a slight smirk, Hua Cai took a step, seemingly casually, and cleverly squeezed herself to the front of the crowd.
Sure enough, just as I remembered, Ruan Yun, who had been bathing in pond water for years, always carried a fishy smell, which instantly created a vacuum in the crowded area.
Hua Cai calmly turned the corner and went upstairs. Before the group of people behind her could start cursing, she turned into the corridor on the second floor.
Class 1, Grade 11.
Hua Cai counted the door numbers, spotted the one for Class 1, pushed open the door and went inside, only to find it empty.
After searching her memory, Hua Cai glanced speechlessly at the broom holder in the far corner, decisively gave up, pulled up the middle chair in the second row, sat down, slammed her homework on the table, and waited for the others to arrive.
Half an hour had passed since class started before the first "God of Wealth"—cough, cough, classmate—slowly arrived.
Even though Peilan High School "doesn't" place much emphasis on grades, the class schedule is still based on academic performance.
Class 1 of Grade 10 owes its success entirely to Ruan Yun, a hardworking and dedicated worker who tirelessly completed assignments and had his exam results "spread," allowing the entire class to far surpass all other classes in performance.
Although these young masters and ladies are not valued at home, if they behave well in Pei Lan, it will bring honor to their families. Since these people are well treated at home, the class administrator will also benefit. Over time, they have become accustomed to the special treatment of this class. As long as they are late or leave early, they don't care as long as they hand in their homework on time and their grades are not affected.
Upon seeing the visitor, Hua Cai was somewhat disappointed.
The person who came in was Liu Leng, the class monitor of Class One, whom Ruan Yun remembered as the only person who was relatively studious.
Liu Leng, wearing large glasses, was extremely surprised to see someone in the class. When he realized it was Hua Cai, he was still a little taken aback.
"What are you standing there for? Sit down." Hua Cai looked at Liu Leng with displeasure, feeling that someone was blocking her light.
Liu Leng was speechless and awkwardly pulled out the chair next to Hua Cai and sat down.
Oh, by the way, this is also her current deskmate.
"You—" Liu Ling seemed to be unable to hold back his words, and after sitting restlessly for a while, he couldn't help but look at her: "Why are you sitting here?"
There was no dissatisfaction in his voice, only worry.
"Oh, because I want to study hard, and this place is convenient." Hua Cai rested her chin on her hand and looked at Liu Leng.
Liu Leng was taken aback, then lowered his head to fiddle with his things and stopped talking.
He was never a talkative person.
Watching Liu Leng sit down, she took out a stack of homework from her large backpack, which was actually taller than hers when she put it on the table.
She almost forgot that she had taken on most of the class's homework, and the remaining half was handled by the class monitor.
However, Ruan Yun accidentally went to bed early yesterday, so she wasn't in the mood to continue doing her homework. She took the ones she had finished with her, and threw away the ones she hadn't finished. At this moment, she actually had less homework than Liu Leng.
Thud—
The classroom door was suddenly kicked open, and a group of teenagers with brightly colored hair swaggered in, some with cigarettes dangling from their mouths.
Seeing that there were already two people in the classroom, the group was not surprised. However, when they saw that Hua Cai had sat down, they all threw away their cigarette butts and came over.
"Hey, this little beggar's got some nerve, daring to sit in the boss's seat." The leading boy walked over in a few steps and slammed his hand on the table in front of Hua Cai. His face still had a childish look, but his eyes held a malice that was beyond his years.
Hua Cai calmly placed the stationery from her bag onto the table one by one.
Annoyed at being ignored, the boy grabbed his backpack and threw it at Hua Cai.
"Childish." Hua Cai snorted coldly, dodged aside, grabbed the backpack strap that was being swung at her, and pulled hard.
The boy lost his balance and crashed heavily into the table behind Hua Cai, clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground in pain, unable to make a sound.
The onlookers, along with Liu Leng who was filled with worry, were all stunned. The only sounds in the classroom were Hua Cai packing up her stationery and the faint gasps of the people on the floor.
This person isn't Ruan Yun, is she? Who did this plastic surgery?
"What are you all doing blocking this place? Make way, move aside!" A shrill female voice rang out, and Hua Cai's heart stirred, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Oh my, a big customer has arrived! My first pot of gold is secured.
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