Jia Zheng asked more than a dozen people, but none of them recognized Zhang Yuan.
Tongcheng College is so big, it's really not easy to find someone based on just a photo and a name.
As dusk approached and fewer and fewer students emerged from Wenyuan Tower, Jia Zheng decided that if he still couldn't get any information, he would head back.
At this moment, a square-faced boy with ordinary features and appearance came out of the teaching building alone. He was carrying books and pens, and his face showed unhappiness, probably because he did not do well on the test.
Jia Zheng decided to ask one last question; if he still couldn't get an answer, he would go back first.
"Excuse me, do you know Zhang Yuan from the School of Humanities?"
As he spoke, Jia Zheng held up the photos on his phone and brought them closer.
When Ma Jianhua saw the middle-aged, overweight man in a Tang suit approaching, he instinctively took a step back and looked at him warily.
This is a member of society!
At the same time, he glanced curiously at the photos on the fat middle-aged man's phone.
Damn it, it really is Zhang Yuan from their class!
Why are you looking for him?
Ma Jianhua asked.
Seeing the boy's reaction, Jia Zheng seemed to know Zhang Yuan. He spun the bead around and immediately said enthusiastically:
“I am Zhang Yuan’s friend. My old phone broke before, and I couldn’t contact him. I have something urgent to ask him.”
Do you know Zhang Yuan?
Ma Jianhua nodded.
"Could you tell me his phone number, or where he lives in his dormitory?"
Jia Zheng asked with a smile.
"I can't give you his phone number. He used to live in building 17, but he's moved away now!"
Ma Jianhua said calmly.
I remained wary of this fat man, wondering if he was telling the truth, so I didn't give Jia Zheng Zhang Yuan my phone number.
Jia Zheng frowned.
"Do you know where he lives now?"
"Student Street!"
Which part of Student Street?
"have no idea!"
Ma Jianhua shrugged, picked up his books, and strode away.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"I really am his friend..."
Ma Jianhua didn't believe his nonsense.
With online scams so rampant these days, who knows what this short, fat guy's motives are? What if he's a bad guy?
Therefore, Ma Jianhua deliberately kept quiet.
We should be wary of people outside of school.
Seeing that the boy was determined to leave, Jia Zheng knew he wouldn't get any more information out of him.
"Hey, do you know how to get to Student Street?"
"Go straight, then left, then right, then left again..."
Fifteen minutes later.
The large iron gate at the intersection of Tongcheng University's student street and the school wall.
Jia Zheng waited there for a while, but did not encounter Zhang Yuan.
Although he didn't find Zhang Yuan today, it wasn't a complete waste of time. At least he found out that Zhang Yuan lives on the student street and that the School of Arts and Philosophy is taking final exams for the next three days.
Zhang Yuan will definitely pass by here tomorrow on his way to the exam.
So he can try to stay here earlier tomorrow; maybe he can find him.
...
The next morning.
Jia Zheng arrived early at the iron gate of the student street and stood guard.
There aren't many students living off-campus, so not many students pass by here in the morning. After 7:30, a few students occasionally hurry into the school with their exam supplies.
It wasn't until 7:40 that Jia Zheng finally saw Zhang Yuan.
He walked briskly into the school from the sparse crowds on the student street, head down.
Zhang Yuan!
Zhang Yuan!
An unfamiliar voice made Zhang Yuan stop in his tracks.
Then, a portly middle-aged man in a Tang suit walked towards him with a smile, his round face showing excitement and anticipation.
Are you Zhang Yuan, a first-year student in the School of Humanities and Philosophy?
Jia Zheng asked enthusiastically.
Zhang Yuan looked at the unfamiliar middle-aged man with a puzzled expression and nodded.
"Who are you?"
Don't you remember me?
"I'm the Taoist priest who came to Tongcheng University a while ago to exorcise a ghost, and you saved me!"
Jia Zheng said excitedly.
Zhang Yuan's eyes kept scanning the fat middle-aged man up and down.
He looks somewhat familiar, but I don't know that Taoist priest at all!
Why did he contact me?
Zhang Yuan's thoughts raced as he pondered.
Jia Zheng maintained a warm smile throughout. Seeing that there were few people on the roadside, he said in a low voice, "Thanks to your help that night, young friend! That female ghost was very powerful. Even with my mid-Foundation Establishment strength, I couldn't defeat her. You are truly a hidden master in the school!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan was startled.
"This Taoist priest seems to be a cultivator as well!"
Jia Zheng continued with a smile, "I have come today specifically to thank Fellow Daoist Zhang Yuan!"
"You're welcome!"
Zhang Yuan glanced at the time; the exam was about to begin. He said, "Fellow Daoist, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now. I have to go take the exam!"
"Wait a moment."
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhang would be interested in doing some profitable business with me?"
"What kind of business?"
"Let's work together to do some exorcism and feng shui business in Tongcheng!"
"To be honest, I have quite a few such deals, but my resources are limited. If I could cooperate with Fellow Daoist Zhang Yuan, then...!"
Jia Zhengzheng said with a smile.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the time again; it was already 7:50, and the exam was in ten minutes. At this moment, he had no interest in listening to this strange Taoist priest's ramblings.
"Excuse me, I have to go take my exam!"
Zhang Yuan abandoned Jia Zheng and hurriedly left.
Before leaving, Jia Zheng forced a business card into Zhang Yuan's hand and called out, "I won't disturb Fellow Daoist Zhang Yuan's exam. Remember to call me after you're done!"
"You must remember this!"
...
Two days later, after finishing all six exams for the first semester, Zhang Yuan began his first winter break at Tongcheng University.
After finishing their exams, the students in the class began to leave the school one after another.
Zhang Yuan's hometown is in Shaxian County, Tongcheng City. Although it is not very far, it is located in a relatively remote area, so he needs to take a bus to the city center the next morning and then transfer to another bus back to the town.
It will probably take a whole day to get home.
Therefore, he will stay at the school tonight.
His luggage was packed yesterday.
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In the office building of the School of Humanities, Professor Li Guangyin is grading papers in front of a stack of papers.
According to the tradition of the Faculty of Arts and Philosophy, students' results are released the day after the exams, so each teacher immediately begins the arduous task of grading the papers as soon as they are collected.
Fortunately, university professors don't teach many classes, so they can usually finish grading all the papers in a day.
Mr. Li Guangyin's class had an exam on the last afternoon, so he was the last to grade the papers.
At this moment, Mr. Li Guangyin, who is nearly sixty years old, is wearing reading glasses and has his head down. He is working hard to grade the papers and try to hand over the ancient literature scores of the two Chinese classes to Counselor Wang for compilation and announcement before tomorrow afternoon.
As the exam papers were turned over one by one, by late at night, more than half of the papers for Class 1 of Chinese Language and Literature had been graded.
Teacher Li Guangyin put down his pen and drank a cup of goji berry tea.
In this final exam, the overall performance of Chinese Class 1 was better than that of the midterm exam. Chu Mengyao scored 92 points, and she should be first in all subjects as expected. Xie Feng and Chen Li also did well, with Xie Feng scoring 83 points and Chen Tingting scoring 86 points. However, the class monitor, Ma Jianhua, regressed and only scored 67 points.
Teacher Li Guangyin was quite surprised.
You should know that Ma Jianhua scored 84 points in the midterm exam, ranking third in the class!
Another student's score also surprised teacher Li Guangyin. It was Lin Han, nicknamed "Bamboo Pole," who actually scored 80 points!
I heard that Lin Han loves playing games and sometimes even sneaks in some games during class. I didn't expect him to get 80 points. Not bad at all!
The best students in Class 1 of Chinese Language and Literature are Chu Mengyao, Chen Tingting, Xie Feng, and Ma Jianhua. He's finished grading all their papers now!
About a quarter of the papers hadn't been graded yet, and Mr. Li Guangyin had little expectation for the remaining dozen or so students.
Teachers will only ever remember the students who are the best at studying and the students who are the worst at studying.
Oh, and there's another classmate, Mr. Li Guangyin, who left a particularly deep impression on me.
It's Zhang Yuan, the student who always sits in the last row of class, either sleeping with his eyes closed or staring out the window in a daze!
In Teacher Li's mind, Zhang Yuan was the student who studied the worst, had the worst attitude, and was the least likable.
Therefore, Li Guangyin is now very interested in seeing Zhang Yuan's exam paper.
Look at this student who has no respect for teachers and an extremely poor attitude towards learning; what kind of grades can he expect?
If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely fail the final exam.
Teacher Li Guangyin decided to be stricter with Zhang Yuan's paper later, deducting points as they should be, and not going easy on him!
Thinking of this, Li Guangyin seemed to already see Zhang Yuan, with tears in his eyes, shamelessly coming to beg him after failing his exam.
"Ms. Li, please give me a passing grade for the makeup exam!"
Please!
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