Chapter 30 Xiang Wenyuan's Mentality Collapses
Jiangzhou City, Xiang Mansion.
Xiang Wenyuan was playing pitch pot at home, with two beautiful maids peeling oranges for him respectfully.
"Master, the results are out!"
The servant who was sent to check the list came back with the news.
Xiang Wenyuan asked what the result was without even turning his head.
The servant hesitated for a moment, but then he thought about his master's character and realized that he was not going to school voluntarily anyway.
As long as he is not expelled from the academy, he doesn't care about his grades.
So he said truthfully: "Master, you will be assigned to Class C-4 next month."
Class four?
Xiang Wenyuan frowned.
Wouldn't that mean I'm in the same class with that idiot Ding Shiyi? What bad luck.
Then his eyebrows relaxed again, and he blinked and asked, "Did you see Senior Sister Qingyan's ranking? Which class is she in?"
"without……"
"You're a piece of trash!"
"But I have bought a copy of the list, and the rankings of all the academies are on it. Please take a look, young master!"
Before Xiang Wenyuan could take action, the servant hurriedly handed over the list.
Xiang Wenyuan saw his name in Class 4, Class C, but did not see Ding Xiaoqiu among his classmates.
“Hahaha, Ding Shiyi, this idiot, hangs out with those guys from Class Ding every day.
Now he has also been relegated to the T-class, right? Hahahaha!"
He thought of Ding Xiaoqiu's mother, who was said to be old and sick. If she knew the news, she would definitely be very excited, right?
Then he looked for Ding Xiaoqiu in the list of members of Class Ding, and asked the servants to prepare to deliver the letter to Ding Xiaoqiu's home.
But he didn't find it.
Not only was Ding Xiaoqiu's name not found, but the names of the original members of Class Ding... were all gone! ?
Xiang Wenyuan was stunned. What was going on?
No way... He began to flip forward doubtfully.
What? Ding Xiaoqiu was admitted to Class 3 of Class C! ? ?
Doesn't that mean I have to call him “Senior Brother Ding” next time we meet?
Xiang Wenyuan's eyes were almost spitting fire, and he flipped through several pieces of paper with a crackling sound.
Ding Xiaoqiu was in Class C-3, and the idiots from Class D were actually in Class C-1 and Class C-2! ?
Where's Zhu Lan? Why can't I see Zhu Lan?
Xiang Wenyuan flipped through the list frantically and finally found it——
What? Class B!?
And it’s Class 2? ?
Oops, I can't breathe--
Xiang Wenyuan was so angry that his head was dizzy, and the servants were so scared that they hurried to help him.
Xiang Wenyuan tore the list to pieces!
"Get out, get out of here!!!"
Aaaaahhh!!
My mentality collapsed!!!
…
At the same time, in front of the list of Longchang Academy, someone cried out "Wow".
It’s Ding Xiaoqiu.
The next moment, he was seen running out of the crowd crying.
After a stick of incense, they arrived at the county jail.
Ding Wangyuan, the former chief clerk of the county government, was standing behind the iron bars, wearing prisoner uniform.
Looking at my son crying and excitedly saying that he had been admitted to Class 3, Class C.
No longer the eleventh from the last!
Ding Wangyuan felt both relieved and distressed.
Since being imprisoned, he has been hoping every day that the court would clear his name, but no news has come.
Now my wife is ill, and my son has to rely on help from the neighbors to continue his studies.
He was not afraid of being used as a scapegoat and dying unjustly.
What he was afraid of was that he would be accused of an unclear crime and ruin his son's future!
"Dad, I met a very powerful group of people..."
Ding Xiaoqiu wiped away her tears and began to tell her father how powerful Zhu Lan and the others were.
How he defeated all the competitors in the poetry competition, and how he created incredible things such as blackboards and chalk in the academy.
And their counterattack in this class shocked the entire Longchang Academy.
Ding Wangyuan was also shocked after hearing this.
He was happy that his son could make such capable friends.
"Dad, don't worry, I will find a way to clear your name!" said Ding Xiaoqiu.
Ding Wangyuan touched his head lovingly across the railing.
"The court's verdict should be issued in a month or two, so we must trust the court.
Your task now is to study hard and don't think about anything else.
"You have these friends in the academy to take care of you, so I can rest assured!"
Looking at Ding Xiaoqiu's leaving back, Ding Wangyuan thought that his son might be dragged down by him and would not be able to take part in this county examination.
I couldn't help but burst into tears.
…
Behind the mountain, there is the Guanfeng Pavilion.
Zhu Lan and nine other classmates gathered together, each of them with a look of joy yet a hint of worry.
The good situation now is that everyone has passed the class exam successfully and will not be expelled from the college.
But the bad news is that from now on they are no longer in the same class.
Except for Zhu Lan who is in Class B, the rest of the students are in Class C 1 and 2.
There is something even more serious.
When everyone first came here, they just wanted to stay in the academy so that they could discuss ways to "go home" together.
Now a month has passed, and I have stayed, but I still have no idea whether I can return to the modern world.
Xu Shiming was a little anxious. He was the son of a mayor and had just become a section chief before traveling through time. He had a bright future ahead of him.
But now he has become the son of a fortune teller.
Such a huge gap was hard for him to accept.
Qin Yuwei also felt bad. She was a top actress in the entertainment industry with a net worth of over 100 million yuan, but now she was a poor girl who couldn't even afford a mattress.
Gu Chaoyang suddenly said: "I... don't want to go back."
Everyone looked at him.
Don’t want to go back?
Stay in this ancient time where everything is backward?
Gu Chaoyang looked gloomy as he told about his experiences after graduation.
As one of the top students in the school, he wanted to be a pilot. He had been admitted to the best National Defense University and had an extremely bright future.
However, he was in a car accident the day before the entrance examination and his legs were broken.
From then on, I had no chance to realize my dream.
Finally, he returned to his hometown in despair and entered an ordinary, third-rate university.
After graduation, I worked as a small employee in a factory.
“…I thought I would spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair, living in a daze.
But now——"
Gu Chaoyang looked at his strong and powerful legs, and a long-lost light appeared in his eyes.
“I had almost forgotten what it felt like to stand up and walk on my own two legs.
I don’t want to go back, I want to stay here and do what I want to do! ”
After Gu Chaoyang finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
After graduation, my former classmates suffered such great hardships, but they didn't even know...
Gu Chaoyang’s choice is completely understandable.
Zhu Lan sighed, stood up and said:
"Everyone has their own standpoints. To be honest, I also want to go back. But have you ever thought that we traveled through time because of an earthquake?
Is it possible that we in that era have already..."
They are all dead.
A shadow suddenly loomed over everyone's heart.
At this point, Zhu Lan had no choice but to harden his heart and tell the cruelest reality.
Or maybe it is a reality that everyone has already thought of but is unwilling to face.
“God would not let us travel through time for no reason. We may all have our own missions.
For example - survive well, stand high, and control your own destiny.
We may be able to go back, or we may not.
But what we can do now is to find a good way out for ourselves first, and then wait for the opportunity to appear. "
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