Chapter 13: Twenty-five points [Additional update] You lowered the average score by three points...
Lin Zhuyue tied her hair up and clipped it with a clip, finally being able to withstand the strong wind outside the door.
Shi Can was wearing a hood. There was no drawstring, so he had to hold it with his hands to prevent it from being blown away. He sighed as he faced the wind:
"The evil wind from the north is really strong."
Lin Zhuyue corrected seriously:
"...Nanjiang City is south of the Huai River, in the south."
Shi Can said nonchalantly:
"To me, everything north of Tiancheng is the north. What shall we eat? Hot pot or barbecue?"
Ye Yangjia suggested: "I want to eat Zhejiang cuisine."
Lin Zhuyue, Shi Can and Wen Miyan stopped at the same time and looked at Ye Yangjia with conflicted and surprised eyes.
Wen Miyan reminded him not very politely:
"Tiancheng is in Zhejiang. If you want to eat Zhejiang cuisine, you can eat whatever you want when you go back."
Shi Chan was even less tactful:
"Ye Yangjia, are you sick? You're from Tiancheng, and you're eating Zhejiang cuisine in Nanjiang City. What are you trying to achieve? Do you want to taste the unauthentic flavor of Zhejiang cuisine from other places?"
“I just miss home food!”
"There's no need to miss you so much! You'll be home tonight!"
Shi Can and Ye Yangjia started arguing on the street.
Wen Miyan stood beside Lin Zhuyue and asked:
"Zhuyue, what do you want to eat? Barbecue or hot pot? The roast duck in Nanjiang is actually quite good..."
Lin Zhuyue whispered:
"Barbecue, I want to eat barbecue."
Wen Miyan nodded: "Okay, let's eat barbecue." Finally, the four of them entered a self-service barbecue restaurant. Although it was a self-service restaurant, the cost per person was 265 yuan, so the ingredients were pretty good, including limited-edition high-quality Australian Wagyu beef.
As soon as they sat down, the waiter brought four appetizers.
While eating shredded cabbage mixed with shacha sauce, Lin Zhuyue pointed at her eyes and said:
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen it today..."
She looked around, afraid of causing taboos among the waiters and customers in the store, so she lowered her voice very low:
"I've never seen a ghost."
"Because the effect of the rootless water has worn off."
Shi Chan picked up the barbecue tongs and spread the thick-cut beef tongue slices one by one on the mesh grill, saying,
"The effect of the rootless water is short-lived. If you want to continue seeing those things, you still need to practice hard and open your eyes through practice."
Lin Zhuyue asked: "How do I practice?"
Shi Can said nonchalantly:
"I don't know. I was born with the ability to see."
Lin Zhuyue: "..."
Lin Zhuyue looked at Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia again.
Wen Miyan smiled awkwardly:
"Sorry, I was born with the ability to see too."
Ye Yangjia said: "Me too."
Shi Chan turned the beef tongue over and said:
"Student Lin Zhuyue, if you look through the entire senior high school third grade class one, you might be the only one who is born blind."
Lin Zhuyue: "..."
Okay, what this means is that she is the only Muggle in this class.
Shi Can's grilling skills were excellent. The surface of the beef tongue was sizzling with oil and had a network of brown lines. He said, "Okay," and everyone picked up their chopsticks and picked up the thick slices of beef tongue from the grill and put them on their plates.
Lin Zhuyue dipped the beef tongue in the sauce prepared by the store and put it into her mouth. The aroma of the meat and the sauce instantly filled her mouth.
Shican started grilling the marinated pork belly again.
The barbecue restaurant also offers a lot of fruits. In addition to the durian, which some people love and some hate, the most delicious one is the honeydew melon, which has yellow-green flesh, is soft and sweet.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the four of them were very full. After paying the bill, they went to the Bawang Cha Ji chain store to buy a cup of milk tea, and then drove leisurely to the underground parking lot of the mall.
Since Shi Can had driven the way here, Ye Yangjia had to drive the way back. Wen Miyan sat in the passenger seat listening to music, while Shi Can sat in the back seat with Lin Zhuyue, tutoring his partner with a book.
They returned to Tiancheng around nine o'clock in the evening.
There were no evening self-study sessions at the Spiritual Master Academy. Even the advanced students had left school early, and the lights in the entire building were off. However, the lights in the Spiritual Master Residence, south of the Spiritual Master Academy, were still on, likely indicating they were working on something all night.
Ye Yangjia drove the car into Shi Can's garage.
Wen Miyan turned around and looked at Lin Zhuyue and said:
"The dormitory has been packed, but it's a little short of something. Zhuyue, stay at my house tonight. Buy some necessities tomorrow and then move into the dormitory."
Shi Can: “That…”
Wen Miyan asked, "Do you have any objections?"
Ye Yangjia also felt that something was wrong:
"Although Lin Zhuyue is your teammate, it's not appropriate for him to live in your house, a boy, right?"
"I have no objection. She can live wherever she wants."
Shi Can looked at the two people sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat and said,
"I want to ask, who writes the mission report?"
Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia, the teammates who had just been tacitly confronting Shi Can, fell silent in an instant, looking out the window to the left and right, their eyes wandering and full of guilt.
After a while, Wen Miyan said:
"Shi Chan, you are the one who encountered the ghost wall, and you are the one who beat the ghost."
Shi Can pointed at Lin Zhuyue and corrected:
"She was the one who beat the ghost."
"You have more encounters with ghosts anyway."
Ye Yangjia emphasized seriously,
"Your experience is rich and comprehensive, so you should write the mission report."
Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia were united, Lin Zhuyue was watching, Shi Can couldn't win against the two with one mouth, and was finally forced to take on the important task of writing the report.
Shi Can got out of the car with a sour face, walked out of the garage and into the house.
The remaining three people also got out of the car, said goodbye to each other at the door of Shi's house, and walked home in two different directions.
As Wen Miyan walked home, she asked Lin Zhuyue who was following behind her, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I'll ask the chef to make some wontons for you."
Lin Zhuyue felt a little embarrassed:
"It's so late, isn't it too much of a bother?"
"No problem, I'm going to eat anyway."
Wen Miyan explained to Lin Zhuyue,
"Ever since I was promoted to the senior department and started carrying out missions, I often come home at night, even at two or three in the middle of the night. My parents often do this too, so the chef at home has long been accustomed to it. Although it's not good to treat the chef like a beast of burden, it will increase his salary."
Lin Zhuyue was indeed a little hungry, so she didn't refuse anymore.
This was the second time she entered the Wen family’s luxurious mansion.
Before long, she and Wen Miyan were sitting at the dining table, a bowl of steaming wontons before them. While there was no tricycle, no wooden drawers, and no bamboo tubes to knock on, this was still a bowl of Wenzhou wontons, topped with a spoonful of raw pork smothered in rice wine.
Lin Zhuyue lowered her head, and a tear rolled down her eyes.
Wen Miyan was a little bit at a loss. After she came to her senses, she frantically took out a tissue and handed it to Lin Zhuyue:
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Lin Zhuyue wiped away her tears and said:
"When I was a child, my mother often cooked wontons for me. But later, she stopped cooking for me."
The Spiritual Master's Mansion had conducted a background check on Lin Zhuyue, so Wen Miyan had a fairly good understanding of Lin Zhuyue's background.
Lin Zhuyue's mother is a strong woman from a wealthy family. She is good at business and owns many companies. She has a perfect marriage and a bright future.
And Lin Zhuyue is probably the only stain in her life.
Born into a prominent family, she was engaged but became pregnant before marriage, and the man she loved died and his identity remained unknown. She lost her engagement and nearly became infamous because of it. After many years, she finally regained her perfect family.
Wen Miyan asked, "Do you hate her?"
Lin Zhuyue hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
"Although I always want to ask her why she gave birth to me but didn't raise me, but..."
Lin Zhuyue scooped up the wontons from the bowl with a spoon.
"When I think about how she became a mother, not much older than I am now, and how she lost my father and was blamed by her family, she must have felt very lost and wronged. I can't hate her. I just can't."
Wen Miyan supported her chin with one hand and looked at Lin Zhuyue, with a hint of inquiry and sympathy in her eyes.
"Eat early and go to bed."
Lin Zhuyue changed the subject and said,
"I think we have to go to school tomorrow?"
Wen Miyan nodded and said, "I have an exam tomorrow."
"Why?"
Lin Zhuyue put down the spoon in a panic.
"Ah? Ahh ...
Wen Miyan said with certainty: "Yes, the exam."
Lin Zhuyue held his head in pain.
Although she seemed to be considered a genius, that was only her advantage in spiritual power. She knew nothing about the theoretical knowledge that students at the Spiritual Master Academy were required to learn, aside from the few supplementary lessons Shi Can had given her. And that knowledge was very basic, absolutely no way she could handle the advanced exams!
Help!
Lin Zhuyue felt like he was about to faint.
"Well, finish eating early and rest."
Wen Miyan sighed and said,
"The exam is too close, and making up lessons won't help."
On the second day, Lin Zhuyue, carrying his schoolbag, followed Wen Miyan to the Spiritual Master Academy.
"Good morning."
Ye Yangjia and others were waiting at the entrance of the Spiritual Master Academy. They saw Lin Zhuyue, who looked like a walking corpse, behind Wen Miyan and asked,
"What's wrong with her? Why is she so pale?"
Wen Miyan replied:
"I didn't sleep all night, I was reading the Book of Changes."
Shi Chan came over from behind and said:
"There's no point in looking at anything. Just face reality honestly."
Wen Miyan said, "Don't pour cold water on me."
Shi Can shook his head: "Whether it splashes or not, that's it."
They all entered the Spiritual Master Academy together and were assigned to Class 1 of Senior 3. They didn't sit in the classroom for long before eight o'clock in the morning arrived. The morning reading bell rang throughout the academy, and the homeroom teacher, Fu Xingwei, pushed open the door, carrying the test papers sealed in a file bag.
Lin Zhuyue looked at the front of the test paper, then turned it over. She couldn't quite understand either side, but as a high school senior, she had a strong habit of answering questions regardless of whether she understood them or not, even if they were random. With this in mind, Lin Zhuyue filled the entire test paper.
The teachers at the Spiritual Master Academy graded the papers very quickly. The test was just finished in the morning, and the papers were distributed in the afternoon.
"I asked you to face reality, not like this!"
Shi Can was a little upset when he saw Lin Zhuyue's test paper.
"The house layout diagram on the test paper is north up and south down, yes, but the Bagua has always been south up, north down, east left, and west right. Why didn't you reverse the orientation of the house layout diagram and compare it to King Wen's Bagua Nine Palaces? You're the one who failed the test, but I'm the one who's going to get scolded by the teacher! Can you have a little empathy?"
Lin Zhuyue took Shi Can's paper and glanced down at it. It had full marks. She then went to get Wen Miyan's paper. It was covered in red check marks, also full marks.
Ye Yangjia took the initiative to hand over his test paper:
"No need to glance. Everyone in the class got full marks except you. Not even one person got a perfect score."
Lin Zhuyue: "..."
As a senior student in a key school, Lin Zhuyue feels ashamed of lowering the class average.
At this time, a boy sitting in the front row, who was lying on his back with a book covering his face, slowly took the book off and said:
"The students in Class 1 are the best of the best. Some of them can get full marks even if they do fourth- and fifth-grade problems. The principal is absolutely crazy to put you in this class."
Shi Can reminded calmly:
"Gong Yongyuan, you talk too much."
"I'm not the only one who thinks so."
Gong Yongyuan turned his head to look at the other people in the class.
"A test score of 25 is enough to bring the class average down to 97. The average score of Class 2 next door is 98.3. Until the next exam... no, until Lin Zhuyue leaves Class 1, we will be the laughing stock of Class 2."
"I did some calculations and she'll fail the next time, and the next time, too..."
Lin Zhuyue was stunned and slammed the table hard:
"I haven't taken the exam yet! What makes you say I'll fail?"
"Based on this."
Gong Yongyuan took out three small Five Emperors coins.
"I am the number one fortune teller in the Spiritual Master Academy."
Lin Zhuyue stood up and counterattacked:
"I don't know if you're a fortune teller, but you're definitely a bit mentally ill. My aunt is an authoritative expert at Yuancheng Sixth Hospital, the most famous mental hospital in the country. It's hard to get an appointment, but I can ask her to add one for you."
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