I will eventually become a god.

Chapter 320: Gardeners and Flowers, Students Planted in the Ground by Xue Jing as Soon as They Meet (4K)

A black SUV with military license plates slowly arrived at the gate of Xuanwu Mansion.

A middle-aged man in security uniform soon walked out of the security booth at the door.

The window rolled down, the security guard looked towards the driver's seat in confusion and asked:
"What's the matter with you two?"

Ning Yuantai was about to reveal Xue Jing's identity as examiner number nine when a shout came from inside the gate of Xuanwu Mansion:
"Uncle Zhang!"

A short-haired boy who looked handsome but had an inexplicably shifty look in his eyes, making people feel that he was a bit showy, ran over quickly, jumped over the gate with a dashing movement, and came in front of the SUV.

The young man peeked into the SUV, his eyes passing over Ning Yuantai in the driver's seat and looking at Xue Jing who was sitting in the passenger seat.

When he saw Xue Jing, his eyes immediately lit up, and he turned to the middle-aged security guard and explained, "Uncle, this is the examiner of our examination room, please open the door."

The security guard was stunned for a moment: "Oh, OK."

He turned around and went back to the security booth. Soon, the gate blocking the way at the mansion gate slowly opened.

Xue Jing looked at the boy standing outside the car window and asked with a smile, "Are you a candidate?"

The young man said with a smile: "Hello, Teacher Xue! My name is He Han."

Xue Jing's expression paused slightly, and he suddenly noticed the clothes worn by the young man named He Han.

It was a white T-shirt, a 'pain shirt'... In simple terms, it was a piece of clothing with your favorite two-dimensional characters printed on it.

Xue Jing had also come across many ACG works, but he couldn't recognize who the white-haired man printed on the clothes was.

Noticing Xue Jing's gaze, He Han tugged at his clothes with his fingers and explained, "This is my wife, Sakurakoji Luna."

This shameless and matter-of-fact attitude made Xue Jing's mouth twitch slightly: "...Classmate, get in the car, let's talk."

He Han smiled and said, "Okay!"

As he said this, he opened the back door, got into the SUV, and curiously touched the seat that looked like it was made of high-quality material.

The car moved forward slowly and drove into the mansion.

"Classmate, where are you from?"

Xue Jing asked casually.

He Han, who was sitting in the back seat, replied: "I'm from Yincheng, Mr. Xue, don't ask me these questions first, I have something to tell you..."

He leaned between the two front seats and winked at Xue Jing:
"You know, there are a few students in our restaurant who are not very happy with you being our examiner. They are trying to make you look bad and force you to replace them!"

"You better be careful!"

Ning Yuantai listened, shook his head with a strange expression, and snorted with contempt.

Xue Jing's expression didn't change. He just looked at He Han with a half-smile:

"Tell tales?"

He Han showed a determined look as if he wanted to join the party: "This is speaking for justice!"

Xue Jing shook his head and said, "I will pretend I didn't hear that, and you should also pretend you didn't say anything, understand?"

He Han's eyes moved slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Okay, teacher."

Xue Jing hummed and said:

"How many students are present in the mansion now?"

According to the information sent to him, there were a total of thirty-one students in Examination Room No. 9 that Xue Jing was in charge of.

But the information only contained their names, genders, photos and candidate numbers, nothing else, so Xue Jing knew almost nothing about these students.

If he wants to lead the team in the future, he still needs to know more about the information of his students.

He Han thought for a moment and said, "There are probably about twenty-five people I've seen, including me, twenty-six."

Xue Jing pinched his chin and said, "Wow... the training will officially start tomorrow, and there are still quite a few people who haven't arrived yet."

He took out his phone, swiped the screen a few times, opened the student information interface, handed it to He Han, and said:

"Look, which ones haven't arrived yet?"

He Han took it and seemed a little excited because he could see the "secret information" that he shouldn't have seen. He said as he flipped through the information on his phone:
"This, Zhong Wei, I didn't see it."

"Yuan Baijing..."

"Zhao Longtu... Hey, why is this person here too!?"

He Han suddenly saw a completely unexpected person from the information and exclaimed in shock.

Xue Jing tilted his head and glanced at him, "Why, is there something wrong with him?"

He Han scratched his head: "This is a big problem, Teacher Xue."

He showed his phone to Xue Jing and pointed at the student's photo in the profile with his other hand.

It was a male student with eyes like knives and a rather fierce face. Unlike the other smiling photos, the expression on his face not only did not show any smile, but also revealed a madness that was ready to kill anyone.

There is a very conspicuous scar at the left corner of his eye, which looks like it was caused by a strong impact from some blunt object that broke the skin.

If it wasn't placed in the student's information, people would think it was a photo of a prisoner.

"Zhao Longtu, this guy went to the same junior high school as me..."

"Although that incident happened several years ago and few people remember it now, I remembered it as soon as I saw him."

He Han whispered:
"He beat his homeroom teacher... into a vegetable state."

"Huh?" Hearing this level of gossip, even Ning Yuantai turned around and looked at He Han with interest.

"What's going on?"

Xue Jing didn't say anything and also looked at He Han.

He Han shook his head and said, "There are many different opinions about the specific situation. The whole school was in an uproar at the time."

"Some say he was abused and had to resist, some say Zhao Longtu was born a bad guy with hyperandrogenic syndrome, and some say Zhao Longtu was forced to fight in underground boxing to make money."

"Some of them sounded reasonable, but they were later overturned."

"The school has also remained silent and has not released any details. I only know that Zhao Longtu dropped out and went to a juvenile detention center... He should not be able to take the martial arts exam."

Xue Jing looked thoughtful: "A juvenile delinquent... Have you ever met him? What kind of person is he?"

He Han shook his head and said, "I only had some contact with him during martial arts class... He is a genius, very powerful. When he first entered junior high school, even the seniors couldn't beat him in the practical class."

"He is a favorite in the eyes of the teachers. The head teacher of his class has always valued him and often gives him special treatment and always takes him out for dinner... People who have seen them get along say that the two are like father and son."

After listening to He Han, Xue Jing turned and looked at Ning Yuantai.

"Yuan Tai, please help me."

He spoke softly.

Ning Yuantai patted his chest and said, "Brother Xue, don't worry. I will investigate everything clearly before tomorrow!"

……

He Han trotted to the training ground, and several students who were gathered together looked at him.

The round-faced boy in the lead frowned and asked:
"He Han, aren't you playing Borderlands 3?"

He Han looked innocent: "I was just about to go back to the room, and when I passed the gate, I saw a car coming in. I took a closer look, and it seemed that the person inside was our examiner this time, so he came over immediately to tip off!"

"So, is my move critical or not, huh?"

The round-faced boy ignored his offer of credit, but instead looked a little nervous: "He's here? That Xue Jing?"

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Although he does not think highly of people from outside the circle, Xue Jing is undoubtedly a genius with such a great reputation.

Just like when we mention a celebrity or a person, since there is no sense of reality, we can talk about them in a frivolous, even disdainful and contemptuous manner. But when the time comes and we really have to meet them in person, the sense of reality immediately weighs on our hearts.

Now, they were going to target and plot against a genius with a great reputation...

Can you win?
Will win!
The round-faced boy calmed down and looked at his friends who were also a little nervous. "Don't be nervous, act according to the plan!"

"He's just a guy of our age, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

The round-faced boy turned his gaze towards He Han and said with some doubt:

"You kid, you really didn't tell tales?"

He Han complained: "How can that be possible? My mouth is tighter than the tight hoop!"

Although the round-faced boy still had some doubts, he nodded and said:
"In that case, since everyone is here, why don't you join us? We can play after Bodu 3."

"Huh?" He Han blinked.

"I just received a text message. The local specialties my mother sent have arrived. I have to go get them. It's not that I'm afraid, but mainly because these local specialties have a short shelf life. If I go there in the afternoon, they will probably go bad..."

The round-faced boy reached out and grabbed his collar, saying calmly, "Aren't you a native of Silver City?"

He Han sighed and said, "It seems that I can only reveal my background. Actually... I am a Chinese-Japanese hybrid."

"I haven't told you this because I'm afraid you'll look down on me. Actually, my mother is from the Far East. Her name is Sakurai Momoka..."

The round-faced boy glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Do you think I haven't watched The Idolmaster?"

He Han was suddenly shocked and incredulous.

Eh? How come you, with your serious face and thick eyebrows and big eyes, are also a second-dimensional person?

The round-faced boy realized that he seemed to have exposed something, his eyes twitched, a little embarrassed, but still said firmly:
"Be honest, we'll do it together later. Don't forget, this also concerns your future!"

He Han: "Stop talking."

……

The black SUV slowly drove into the training ground and stopped at a parking spot.

On the training ground, a dozen students who were practicing martial arts stopped and looked at the car.

"Yuan Tai, you go back first, leave the rest to me."

Xue Jing said as he unbuckled his seat belt.

Ning Yuantai nodded after hearing this and said, "I'll go out first, Brother Xue, call me when you're done."

Xue Jing opened the car door and got out.

In the training ground in the distance, many students had gathered around the round-faced boy. When they saw Xue Jing get off the car, several female students couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Wow……"

"What a great face..."

"That's Mr. Xue. I've seen his videos. I thought it was too exaggerated, maybe because of the beauty filter. I didn't expect it to be even more exaggerated in real life..."

"What should we do? Teacher Xue must have his own reasons. Is it really good for us to treat him like this?"

"He must have been jealous and suppressed by his superiors, so he was transferred to our Seventh Metropolitan Circle to be an examiner. It's already hard enough, how can we make it harder for him?"

Hearing the whispers of people around him who were already beginning to show signs of betrayal, the round-faced boy's mouth twitched.

"Don't be fooled! This kind of person is good-looking but useless. With him around, we won't be able to get good grades, go to a good university, and will be delayed for the rest of our lives!"

After saying that, a pretty female student next to him held her face with one hand and looked at Xue Jing lovingly:

"I really want to be delayed by Teacher Xue..."

Round-faced boy: “…”

"Anyway, let's go ahead and take the first wave by surprise!"

"Follow me!"

The round-faced boy took the lead and stepped forward, starting to run towards Xue Jing.

After looking at each other, the others also took steps and followed, including the female students.

Xue Jing was walking slowly towards the training ground when he saw a dozen young boys and girls running towards him.

He smiled, without any guard, and continued to walk forward.

Soon, the students came close to him.

A round-faced boy in the lead shouted loudly:
"Hello teacher!"

As he said that, he swung a punch, hitting Xue Jing hard in the abdomen.

The fist cut through the air, creating twelve visible rotating air currents that looked like flower petals. One could tell at a glance how destructive it was.

"Snapped--!!"

With a loud bang, the fist was grasped by a hand as crystal clear as jade. As the fist force exploded, the airflow formed a lotus that bloomed on the palm.

However, the palm was completely unharmed, as if it had been brushed by a breeze.

"Varied--?"

The round-faced boy was slightly startled and was about to retract his fist, but was grabbed by that hand.

Xue Jing chuckled and said gently, "Hello, classmates."

As he spoke, he grabbed the round-faced boy's fist, lifted him up, swung him in a semicircle in the air, threw him over his head, and slammed him hard on the ground.

"Bam—!!"

The round-faced boy's entire body was sunk into the grass of the training ground, and he looked at the sky in confusion.

Before he could react, his body was suddenly pulled off the ground uncontrollably.

An extremely terrifying and absolutely irresistible force forcefully poured into his body, making his entire body tense and he involuntarily assumed the standard 'Stand at Attention' posture in mid-air.

Xue Jing was like holding a huge human-shaped sword, grabbing the round-faced boy who was standing at attention and placing him diagonally on the ground.

"Xing Yan!"

Seeing the round-faced boy being killed instantly, the other students shouted and rushed forward at an accelerated speed.

"There's no sign of cowardice. Are these students from the seventh metropolitan area?"

Xue Jing smiled and raised the 'sword man' in his hand.

"puff--"

"what!"

“Puff—puff puff—”

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!"

“Puff—puff—”

"what!!!"

More than a dozen consecutive sounds of skulls colliding were heard. All the students who approached him were hit on the head with the hard sword in his hand. Like nails, they were hammered into the ground, leaving only the head exposed.

Including He Han, everyone looked up dazedly at the good-looking boy who was putting the sword on his shoulder.

"Teachers are hard-working gardeners."

“And you are the flowers that I planted and want to cultivate.”

"Let's get along."

Xue Jing spoke softly with a gentle expression.

Everyone trapped in the ground: "..."

Gardener and flowers are not literal! ! ! !
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(End of this chapter)