He sped all the way to the hotel lobby. As soon as he arrived, Zhao Rui spotted his classmates gathered in the lounge area.
Quite a few people had already arrived, both guys and girls. Wang Han was in the middle of it all, surrounded like a celebrity.
Next to him was the beautiful history teacher they used to have.
’Damn, is he not even pretending anymore?’
"Brother Rui, long ti no see!"
Seeing Zhao Rui arrive, a few classmates he was on good terms with stood up to greet him.
Zhao Rui smiled and chatted with them for a mont, then walked over to the teacher, said hello, and took an empty seat in the lounge area.
"Zhao Rui, your results were so good. Why did you decide to give up the Martial Dao? Such a sha."
He had just sat down when a guy next to him turned and said, as if by chance.
At his words, everyone suddenly rembered. Although Zhao Rui had enrolled in Dongqi University, he was no longer a Martial Arts Student.
Instantly, strange expressions appeared on their faces.
It was like they were watching the fall of a forr genius. After all, back at graduation, Zhao Rui had been one of only three Level 4 Martial Arts Students in the class.
"It’s nothing to feel sorry about."
Zhao Rui just smiled and replied casually.
"Hey, how could it not be a sha? If I’d been at your level back then, I would have applied to Jeju University."
Another person said with a sigh of regret.
"Too bad I’m only Level 4 now. I’m years too late."
His words carried a hint of showing off.
"You’re already Level 4? That’s amazing! I’m still Level 3. My school sucks. Their stupid Martial Arts make progress so slow."
"That’s nothing. Wang Han is already Level 6. Impressive, right?"
At that mont, a classmate next to Wang Han chid in, his voice full of pride, as if he were the one who had reached Level 6.
"Whoa, Wang Han, you’re really sothing else! Amazing! Dongqi Normal College really lives up to its na as a prestigious university."
"It’s all because of Wang Han’s talent!"
Instantly, the conversation shifted to focus entirely on Wang Han.
Wang Han laughed, forcing a humble smile. "Just luck, just luck. I’m still a long way from Luo Min."
It was as if he had finally stepped out of the shadow of his disappointing college entrance exam results and the feeling of being "ignored" by his classmates.
He was once again the golden boy of the class.
"Oh, right! The strongest in our class is still Luo Min. She’s a Level 8 master, qualified to compete in the University Martial Dao Tournant."
"Why isn’t she here yet?"
"She’s on her way. She’ll be here soon."
The topic of conversation instantly shifted again, this ti to Luo Min, and everyone chattered with great excitent.
Zhao Rui sat to the side, casually looking at his phone, not even bothering to listen.
A mont later, a portly figure appeared in the doorway, followed by two smaller, slender silhouettes.
’Who else could be that fat but Yang Fan?’
"Haha, you all got here so early!"
"Whoa, Teacher, you’ve gotten even more beautiful!"
Yang Fan grinned as he greeted everyone, looking as roguish as ever.
After saying his hellos, he turned to walk toward Zhao Rui.
But before he could get there, the two slender figures behind him beat him to it, arriving in front of Zhao Rui.
"Zhao Rui, long ti no see!"
The speaker was, of course, their classmate Sun Tiantian.
"Long ti no see!"
Zhao Rui smiled and greeted Sun Tiantian and Xiaoxue.
"Hey! I went through all the trouble of picking you two up, and you’re still closer to Zhao Rui. I’m so done with you!"
Yang Fan joked with a laugh from behind them.
The four of them felt as if they were back at graduation again, and couldn’t help but laugh.
Over the next ten minutes or so, a few of the main substitute teachers and more students arrived in ti.
Naturally, another round of greetings and pleasantries ensued.
"Everyone get ready. Luo Min is about to arrive. Classmates who are part of the surprise, get into position."
After a mont, Wang Han glanced at the exquisite watch on his wrist, stood up, and gave the order.
Hearing this, so of the classmates imdiately started bustling about.
"So pretentious!"
Yang Fan couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
Hearing this, Zhao Rui and the two girls couldn’t be bothered with him. That guy had been at odds with Wang Han since their first year of high school, but he only dared to talk behind his back, which was completely useless.
Although they didn’t like Wang Han either, to be honest, he was actually quite good at organizing certain events.
After another five or six minutes, a graceful figure glided through the doorway. Her tall stature and delicate features complented the luxurious hotel perfectly, a truly eye-catching sight.
"Luo Min, congratulations!"
A crowd of classmates sward around her, brandishing bouquets, balloons, and banners they had prepared.
The hype in the atmosphere was explosive.
A brilliant smile spread across Luo Min’s pretty face.
This was the treatnt she was supposed to enjoy.
She, Luo Min, was born to be the center of attention.
"Thank you, everyone! Thank you!"
Luo Min’s face blood into a smile as she thanked everyone.
Sun Tiantian watched this scene with envy, leaning over to whisper to Zhao Rui, "If a guy ever did all this for , I’d marry him for sure!"
"I can! I can!"
Yang Fan snickered from the side.
"You don’t count!"
"..."
Just then, Luo Min, still the center of attention, suddenly turned and stepped aside slightly to address the crowd:
"Let introduce you all. These are my university classmates, Qi Nana and Han Xingyi. They happened to be visiting , so I brought them along. I hope you all don’t mind."
Everyone was taken aback for a mont. Only then did they notice the two relatively petite girls standing behind Luo Min.
They had been obscured by Luo Min’s dazzling presence, so no one had paid them any attention.
"Welco, welco! A warm welco to our two beautiful guests."
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