Shang Lin arrived at school on time. Looking at the energetic young people, he suddenly felt that it would be nice to just study and live a quiet life like them. Unfortunately, as the leader of a sect, he had no right to live a quiet life.
If this were the cultivation world, various secret realms would open periodically, allowing disciples to find resources on their own. But in the mortal realm, where are such places? Cultivation still requires money.
Then Shang Lin suddenly realized a problem: the way disciples cultivate and students learn is the same. Apart from their own efforts, how high and far they can go basically depends on money.
Of course, gifted people will spend less money, but such people are a minority. Most people have similar learning abilities. No wonder everyone is under so much pressure now. It turns out they are all engaged in involution!
Because students whose homes are not local can choose representatives, not all the students in the class were present. Fan Mingyu, Fu Xinyu, and Zhou Heng are from the city and they all came, but Cheng Qiao did not.
On the day of the auction, Shang Lin and Cheng Qiao only exchanged a few words when they met early in the morning, and neither of them paid any attention to him afterward. Moreover, Shang Lin did not ask She Jinxing whether his home was in the city or not.
With dark circles under his eyes, Yuan Yuan yawned and greeted Shang Lin, "Good morning!"
Shang Lin was startled. "Did you stay up all night? You have panda eyes."
Yuan Yuan said frankly, "That's right. My mom said that starting today, my time to rest and play is over. I need to study and catch up on my lessons. I have to get serious."
Shang Lin understood. "So you went all out last night?"
"Of course." Yuan Yuan lay on his desk and continued to yawn. "But with a deskmate like you to compete with, I can't not work hard, otherwise I'll lose too badly."
Shang Lin didn't speak again because the teacher had arrived. Actually, today's main purpose was to distribute the final exam results, talk about the holiday arrangements, and various safety issues, which both boys and girls should not be careless about.
At that moment, Shang Lin suddenly remembered a quote from the internet: "Boys also need to protect themselves."
What he really wanted to say was, "Everyone needs to protect themselves. Who knows when an accident will happen? Besides, there are so many things that aren't human these days, it's really impossible to guard against them all."
When the results were announced, Shang Lin was indeed in first place, but it was a narrow victory, as the second place was only three points behind him, and he was still dragged down by his foreign language score.
In that instant, Shang Lin realized he had to study hard. He couldn't afford to waste just twenty-odd days studying like he did for the final exams. Otherwise, even someone with his sharp mind would fall behind.
As expected, Shang Lin's grades did not earn him praise from the teacher, because it was the school's overall ranking, and the second place was not from their class. Instead, Fan Mingyu, who ranked in the top 300, was praised by the teacher.
There's no other reason. Fan Mingyu, Zhou Heng, and Fu Xinyu were just there to get their diplomas and go through the motions, so their grades were all around 600th in the academic year. Their sudden leap in performance was bound to make the teachers very excited.
Not only should we say this, but we should also encourage the students to learn from Fan Mingyu. We should also encourage him to keep up the good work and continue to make leaps and bounds in progress. Zhou Heng and Fu Xinyu have also made progress, but not as obviously. They have gone from around 600 to 500.
However, more than anything else, Shang Lin wanted to know the score of the top student at No. 1 High School. Of course, this score wasn't the standard answer for assessing learning ability, since the exam papers for the two schools were different. But knowing the score would give him some idea of what was going on.
So after school—no, I should say as soon as the teacher left—Shang Lin messaged Meng Zhe to ask how many points the top student in their high school had scored on the final exam, fearing he might forget again when he got busy.
The next second, a weight settled on his shoulder, and Fan Mingyu's pretentious voice rang out, "Little Shang, you're playing on your phone in class? Hand it over right now."
Shang Lin put away her phone, looked up at Fan Mingyu, and asked, "Aren't you going to the company after school? You're very free?"
"Tch, you have no sense of humor." After complaining, Fan Mingyu said seriously, "Your house is right across from the school, take me to your house for a while."
Shang Lin looked at Fan Mingyu with some confusion, "Is something wrong?"
Fan Mingyu reached out and grabbed Shang Lin by the neck, pulling him away as he walked, saying, "You talk too much nonsense. Hurry up and go, don't delay the class monitor from locking the door, okay?"
Shang Lin followed Fan Mingyu's footsteps very cooperatively, and then he suddenly realized a problem. He did have a bit of a "doting father" quality, but wasn't Fan Mingyu, a boy, also a cub? If he didn't spoil him, what else could he do?
However, Fan Mingyu only pulled Shang Lin out of the classroom and then walked normally. On the contrary, Fu Xinyu and Zhou Heng looked at each other as they watched them leave, and at the same time felt that their childhood friend had abandoned them and "ran away" with another boy.
Once outside the school gates, Shang Lin asked Fan Mingyu, "Why are you suddenly going to my house?"
Fan Mingyu casually replied, "Just curious."
Shang Lin smiled helplessly, "My house is only forty square meters, what's there to be curious about?"
Because they were very close, the two arrived at the building entrance in no time. Fan Mingyu stopped, however. "I don't want to go to your house. I want to ask you about Xing Tian. What's wrong with his eyes?"
Shang Lin was taken aback, then laughed and said, "It's been several days already, why are you still thinking about Xing Tian's eyes? What happened to his eyes? Did it affect his ability to teach you how to take over the company, or his ability to tutor you?"
"No, it's just..." Fan Mingyu scratched his head a little, "I always feel that his eyes are different from ours. Does he have some kind of eye disease? Or are his eyes different from ordinary people?"
How should Shang Lin answer this? What if telling the truth scares Fan Mingyu? If he doesn't tell the truth, which explanation is reasonable?
In the end, Shang Lin could only say, "It's because his eyes are different from ordinary people. After all, those who can join our Yuntai Sect must have some extraordinary abilities."
Fan Mingyu looked at Shang Lin in surprise, "So, I... I also have some extraordinary abilities?"
Shang Lin nodded, and Fan Mingyu's eyes lit up. "What is it? How come I don't know?"
Shang Lin spoke frankly about this: "The ability to make money."
"What?!" Fan Mingyu was a little confused. "I'm only sixteen years old. Where do you get the idea that I have the ability to make money?"
"The speed at which you've progressed in your studies is enough to show that if you want to do something well in the future, you'll definitely be better than others. Alright, young man, hurry up and get on with what you're doing. I'm very busy." I don't have time to coax a child.
However, Xing Tian needs to wear sunglasses in front of Fan Mingyu, lest he discover something amiss someday.
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