Although it’s sumr vacation, there are quite a few students and teachers remaining on campus.
A teacher who looks quite young hurried over to deal with an ergency. The fainted student was carried away, as for Chen Nuanyu,
a verbal warning and education.
"This is the treatnt for Seed Level students," an older student watching exclaid, "and still a Seed Level who has achieved Great Success in both contemplation and breathing. I bet at the beginning of the school year, we’ll see professors fighting over students again."
"Tsk, just graduated from senior year, that monster just left, and now another successor has arrived... I heard this Seed Level student has completed First Refinent?"
"Definitely more than that. The fainted one is a third-year student, peak First Refinent, with a power of a thousand pounds... I’d say there’s a good chance this freshman is at Second Refinent."
"Second Refinent, freshman? Can these two words even be put together?"
Amidst the whispered discussions,
eyes lingered on the ethereal fairy-like girl and the delicate boy.
In these past few days, Chen the Great Genius has been coming to the library every day. With her ’Seed Level’ student status and her good looks, it’s hard not to attract attention.
In fact, the discussion posts about Chen Nuanyu on the university forum have been increasing exponentially.
College students are always the most leisurely; wherever there’s gossip, they’ll be there.
"Are you a Jiang University student too?" Chen Nuanyu asked for the second ti, ignoring everything around her.
A light breeze blew, making her dress flutter, and her burgundy hair swayed slightly, like dancing flas.
"To be precise, I’m a prospective new student."
Zhang Fusheng shrugged his shoulders and replied:
"Not in the Martial Arts departnt, I’m in the Computer Science departnt, but I’ll try to transfer to Martial Arts when school starts."
He glanced at Chen Nuanyu’s red hair and then carefully examined her delicate face, pondering deeply.
He hadn’t thought of it before, but now observing Chen Nuanyu seriously, her eyebrows and eyes sowhat resemble those of Second Senior Sister Chen Yuque.
And both have naturally red hair...
They shouldn’t be biological sisters, maybe cousins?
"From Lishu Middle School?" Chen Nuanyu asked again.
"Yes." Zhang Fusheng pointed at Zhu Xiaoming and the others, smiling: "We’re together."
Beside him, Zhu Xiaoming and Lu Yao exchanged glances, wondering when Old Zhang got to know Chen the Great Genius?
Keeping a low profile?
Yet Zhong Yue looked as if it was all quite natural.
Chen Nuanyu pondered for a mont:
"I can arrange your transfer to the Martial Arts departnt."
She paused, speaking calmly:
"By the way, let’s have dinner together tonight, just you and ."
Her tone was unwavering, commanding, and left no room for doubt.
The crowd murmured in surprise, with many taking out their phones stealthily snapping pictures, posting them on the forum at once.
"There are too many people."
Chen Nuanyu took Zhang Fusheng’s wrist, and peacefully said:
"Let’s go have afternoon tea now."
The whispers suddenly ceased, Lu Yao’s eyes went wide, and Zhu Xiaoming couldn’t hold back a ’damn!’...
But only Zhang Fusheng understood.
Chen Nuanyu wasn’t just holding his wrist; it was a lock, or rather a grasp, that resembled handcuffs.
Following that, she ’pulled’ Zhang Fusheng away, forcefully in public.
......
The bewildered trio left Celestial Treasure Tower.
"What’s the relationship between Zhang Fusheng and Chen the Great Genius?"
"I don’t know either!"
"Aren’t you two good buddies?" Lu Yao questioned.
Zhu Xiaoming just smiled wryly:
"I really don’t know, Old Zhang was just... yesterday..."
He glanced at Zhong Yue, who blinked in confusion.
Lu Yao rubbed his forehead:
"Great, now before school even starts, Zhang Fusheng is going to be famous."
"What do you an?" Zhu Xiaoming asked curiously.
"Haven’t you checked the Jiang University forum?"
Lu Yao opened his phone and pointed with his lips:
"Look, he’s already famous."
Zhu Xiaoming and Zhong Yue leaned over, seeing the top post on the forum.
"Shocking, Seed Level freshman unexpectedly!"
They clicked into the post, finding a detailed breakdown of the library incident, ending with a photo of the red-haired girl holding Old Zhang’s hand,
Zhu Xiaoming took a glance; in just ten minutes, the replies had exceeded three hundred, with thirty new responses each refresh...
In one reply, soone even posted Zhang Fusheng’s basic information directly.
"Zhang Fusheng, male, 18 years old, outstanding graduate from Lishu Middle School, father Zhang Wentao, mother Zhou Guifang..."
"Damn, Old Zhang just got exposed like this? How did they do it??"
"This is Jiang University."
Lu Yao sighed helplessly:
"There are all kinds of people among the students, the city’s elites, outsiders, and soone ntioned Lishu Middle School earlier. For these people, pulling a graduate’s record from Lishu Middle School isn’t difficult, right?"
Zhong Yue curiously asked:
"Does Classmate Chen get that much attention?"
"Of course."
Lu Yao nodded seriously:
"Contemplation of breathing reached a great success, and before the college entrance exams, he was specially recruited by Jiang University as a Seed Level student. The number of Seed Level students at Jiang University is less than five."
She paused and shrugged:
"It’s not just his monstrous talent; the key is that he’s also monstrously good-looking."
"Indeed." Zhong Yue said enviously.
Zhu Xiaoming withdrew his gaze from the forum, touching his bald head:
"I better interrogate Old Zhang later..... They went for afternoon tea, why don’t the three of us find a place too?"
Lu Yao glanced at him and rolled her eyes elegantly:
"It’s fine, but can you take off that chain and those earrings?"
"Why?"
"I feel embarrassed walking with you!"
Zhong Yue nodded in strong agreent.
......
After getting out of the taxi.
"Where is this?"
Zhang Fusheng looked around the villa area, a bit curious:
"Isn’t it afternoon tea?"
"Up ahead." Chen Nuanyu spoke sparingly.
Although he had been heading to the Third District these past few days, apart from the Martial Arts Dojo, Zhang Fusheng hadn’t visited other places, and now he followed Chen Nuanyu with curiosity.
This villa area was quite serene, with a vast area, but not many houses, each of which had a garden of at least a thousand square ters,
These villas seed more like ultra-small estates.
He even saw artificial lakes next to so of the larger villas.
The two walked through dense tree-lined paths and soon stopped in front of one of the larger villas in the area.
Compared to other villas that looked like ultra-small estates, this one in front was clearly a small estate, covering nearly ten acres.
The iron gate of the small estate was open, with the number ’19’ on the gate post.
19..... No. 19 Villa?
Zhang Fusheng rembered that a few hours ago, Bao had told him to deliver goods to No. 19 Villa in the villa area,
He said this place was a bar and that upon arrival, he should hand over the goods to soone nad ’Black Eye.’
"This is actually a bar." Chen Nuanyu said casually, leading Zhang Fusheng through the iron gate, and they were imdiately greeted by waiters dressed in black suits.
"Miss Chen."
"Hmm, is Mr. Hei in?"
"Of course, Miss Chen, please co in."
The waiter led the way, passing through a small bamboo grove and an artificial lake, and the two stopped in front of the main building. The waiter opened the antique-styled redwood door, revealing the scenery inside.
It really was a villa converted into a bar.
The bar was centered around the bar counter, with small round tables set up in front, and there were not many guests. On the side, a woman dressed formally was playing the piano.
The two walked to the bar counter, and the bartender, dressed in a tailcoat, turned around:
"Hmm, a new guest?"
Zhang Fusheng was taken aback, this was..... Black Eye?
He was absolutely certain.
Because the bartender’s eyes were entirely black, with no visible pupils, and no white part, which looked extrely eerie.
Noticing Zhang Fusheng’s surprised gaze, the bartender gave an elegant smile:
"The Abyssal Black Eyes are my special trait."
"Just like Miss Chen’s Eternal Burning Heart."
......
Hongji Martial Arts Dojo.
"Although the owner hasn’t announced it, I did see Zhang Fusheng go up to the fourth floor with the owner last night."
Wang Xiangnan said calmly:
"It should be true."
Zhou Quan sat slack on the dormitory bed as if he had lost his backbone.
Being Elder Hong’s disciple, that’s no big deal.
But they’ve just fallen out with each other, and he doesn’t know what kind of person this ’Fusheng Brother’ truly is, whether he’s..... vindictive?
Not to ntion, Zhang Fusheng also inexplicably wanted to see his father.
Zhou Quan kept cracking his knuckles, his expression a bit pale,
He’s not his father’s only son; his eldest brother was killed by that female bandit, and that’s how he took over. Now he’s the young master of the Fire Hall.
But his father could easily replace him with one of his younger siblings.
Power is like a drug; once you get hooked, it’s hard to quit.
In fact, power is more addictive than drugs.
"Fusheng Brother..... no, Senior Brother Zhang, is he at the dojo?" Zhou Quan took a deep breath and asked.
Wang Xiangnan shook his head, indicating he didn’t know either.
Zhou Quan paced back and forth for a mont, gritted his teeth, and made a call.
"Bao, how much is left in my personal allocation account?"
"Hmm, find a blank account and transfer all the money to it, just a Jiangzhou bank account. I’ll go to the branch in the Third District to get a card."
After hanging up, he decisively left the dojo and headed to the nearest Jiangzhou bank. Shortly after, he ca out with a bank card in hand.
Holding the bank card, Zhou Quan found Zhang Fusheng’s number, hesitated a bit, but still dialed it:
"Hey, Senior Brother Zhang, it’s , Zhou Quan..... there was a bit of a misunderstanding yesterday, and I want to apologize to you in person."
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