After speaking, the Martial Saint quickly buried his head and continued eating.
Jiang Chen held his chopsticks, watching him as his rippling emotions gradually cald down.
Even without ntioning a complete change, the Martial Saint’s transformation is visibly apparent; the school is definitely not the sole influencing factor.
It’s just like the first day he ca to East Sea University; outsiders could hardly imagine how overwhelming it would be for soone who grew up in a third or fourth-tier city to suddenly step into a big tropolis where every inch of land is as valuable as gold, looking at the towering buildings and breathing the air filled with the scent of money.
And also the people he encountered around him.
In a small city, social circles do not vary much, but in East Sea, at East University, people co from all over, especially under the sa roof with soone like Mr. Luo, who treats money like dirt, no matter how resilient one’s mind is, you will certainly be influenced subtly.
The current Tanki Liuli is definitely not the sa Tanki Liuli from the mountain.
"Were those students on the playground your classmates just now?"
Jiang Chen started eating and casually asked.
"No, we only have more than forty people."
The Martial Saint didn’t deny it nor could he, as it was seen, resulting in no changes, there was no need to waste energy.
"Those are students from my grade."
"What were you doing?"
"You and Sister Liuli both saw it, right."
"Sworn brotherhood? Even with girls?"
Jiang Chen asked tentatively.
The Martial Saint stopped his chopsticks, his handso face covered with seriousness.
"Brother Jiang Chen, don’t underestimate them, I’ve carefully selected them over several months."
Jiang Chen’s expression shifted slightly, "Selected?"
The Martial Saint beca interested and said seriously, "One person working alone won’t cut it, the more friends you have, the more opportunities, the more paths. Although their grades are not top-notch, not in the top ten of the grade, they certainly won’t be ordinary in the future."
"How do you know?"
Jiang Chen asked discreetly.
The Martial Saint counted on his fingers, "Character, way of dealing with people, intelligence, and most importantly, family background."
"You even investigated their family backgrounds?"
Jiang Chen laughed in amazent.
"It’s not a difficult thing to do."
The Martial Saint responded in a tone of surprise.
Jiang Chen didn’t delve deeper. Kids at this age, however mature, can’t be too scheming; as ti goes on, whether a family is rich or not, what industry they’re in, whether in governnt or business, will be revealed.
"How did you make them follow you?"
Jiang Chen asked, genuinely curious.
Initially, he was a bit worried that the Martial Saint might cause chaos in school, might engage in friendly exchanges through fights with international students, but now it seems he has taken a different path.
"This is a complex matter. It’s complicated and can only be appreciated, not explained."
After chatting for a while, Jiang Chen realized that sending this kid here was a correct decision. At least his cultural attainnt has greatly improved, he speaks quite fluently now.
Unlike before.
He used to only say "Damn" repeatedly.
"Amazing, being a spy and ranking over two hundred. If you study without distractions, couldn’t you reach the top of the grade?"
"Brother Jiang Chen, is there a big gap between first and hundredth place?"
"Isn’t the gap between first and hundredth significant? You know the first place, but do you know the hundredth?"
"But that’s just in school. Outside in society, aren’t most successful people those with ordinary grades?"
Jiang Chen was suddenly left speechless.
"Studying is all about talent. The higher the ideal rank, the stronger the talent required. So people’s upper limit is just a hundredth place, even with all their efforts, they can only reach a hundred, can’t go further, so there’s no need to continue wasting energy, better to find other ways to improve oneself."
Studying is about talent.
Jiang Chen agreed deeply.
As an academic star, he has enough authority to speak on the topic.
He never felt he was particularly smart, just really diligent; not ntioning others, in terms of studies, he simply couldn’t surpass Fang Qing living next door.
Fang Qing was much more relaxed and also scored better than him.
Of course.
It’s impressive that soone as young as the Martial Saint recognizes this reality, but Jiang Chen definitely won’t applaud him.
Afraid he might beco conceited.
After finishing the al.
The "family of three" drove ho.
During the ride, Jiang Chen brought up why not even girls were excluded, and in response, the Martial Saint struck back with a punch questioning whether it was discrimination against won.
"Brother Jiang Chen, do you have male chauvinism? In today’s society, never underestimate the power of won."
Sitting in the back, he leaned forward, leaning in the space between the driver and passenger seat, "Just look around you."
Indeed.
Truly indeed.
Jiang Chen logically quieted down.
"Beep... Beep Beep... Beep Beep Beep Beep..."
Entering Spring and Autumn Plaza, suddenly a horn sounded from behind.
Jiang Chen instinctively observed the rearview mirror, a Beetle growing larger in the mirror.
"Li’er!"
The two cars drove side by side, the Beetle’s window rolled down, revealing Luo Li’er’s eternally youthful face.
The Martial Saint couldn’t care less about discussing with Jiang Chen anymore, imdiately sitting back, lowering the window, and enthusiastically responding to the outside, "Sister Li’er."
Sister Li’er.
They sure called out warmly.
Since when did they beco so close?
The two cars pulled over to the side.
Luo Li’er quickly opened the door and got out, "Just got out of school, wanna co over to my house for dinner?"
Then.
Jiang Chen opened the door and got out.
"Senior?"
She was caught off guard.
"Sister Li’er, you don’t have classes tomorrow either, university life is really easy."
"University life is easy, but I’ve been your age too, you’ve got to go through the hardships you need to."
Tsk.
Things really change rapidly.
Even this girl Luo Li’er has an elder sister’s deanor now.
"When did Senior co back?"
Luo Li’er asked again.
Wasn’t it with your sister?
Of course.
Such words can’t be said directly.
Don’t ntion the little devil Martial Saint, even the Daoist Sister can’t be underestimated now.
"Didn’t your sister co back?"
Jiang Chen’s response had a certain artistry to it.
"My sister went back ho."
Luo Li’er said, and then realized, she was aware who her elder sister went on a business trip with, even if she didn’t know, with the two families’ current close relationship, aligning the tilines, she could guess it.
"I ant when did Senior return to East Sea."
"Today."
"What a coincidence then."
Luo Li’er smiled, her obsidian-like eyes curving like crescent moons, "Then how about Senior Jiang cos over to my house for dinner too, I just bought groceries."
Luo Li’er gestured towards the car.
"Sure, sure."
The Martial Saint couldn’t wait.
Jiang Chen had always wondered what these siblings ate at ho when Li Shuru was busy, and now he had the answer.
Seems like they often run over to soone else’s house for als.
Last year, Tanki Liuli got acquainted with Pei Yunxi, and even visited with the Martial Saint, so it seems through these interactions, she also beca familiar with Luo Li’er.
"Your sister hasn’t co back?"
"No. This ti my sister should stay ho for a while, Senior, you know."
Jiang Chen remained silent.
"Let’s go then."
The Martial Saint was especially eager.
Pei Yunxi didn’t matter much, as the gap was too big, but Luo Li’er was different.
Middle school is a ti for budding emotions, and this kid was quite precocious, plus Luo Li’er has a way of captivating both young and old, her impact on males was truly imnse, perhaps even rivaling her sister to so extent.
"Go where, didn’t we just eat at school?"
The Martial Saint froze, instantly showing a bit of embarrassnt, saying awkwardly, "Forgot."
Luo Li’er laughed, the picture of a manga character co to life, leaving the Martial Saint almost drooling.
Where’s the fervor and boldness of staking life and death?
Indeed.
Most girls wouldn’t have the confidence to associate with Tanki Liuli.
"Then next ti then."
The two cars started up again.
The Martial Saint was still staring longingly at the window, "Brother Jiang Chen, are you Senior to Sister Li’er?"
"Don’t think about it, she’s the school belle of our East University, your Sister Shuru was only the belle of her departnt back then."
"Can’t I be better than you?"
The Martial Saint leaned against the window, replied without thinking, not even turning his head.
Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.
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