Wulin No.1 Middle School

During the afternoon exam, Wu Xiaoyu vowed not to be misled by the members of the demonic sect.

Recalling the teacher’s instructions, he left the questions he couldn’t answer blank and quickly moved on to the next one.

He began to earnestly tackle the first question, but soon found himself unable to solve it. He moved on to the second question, only to find himself stumped once again. He continued this pattern, swiftly moving through each question as he failed to find the answers he sought.

In just a minute’s time, he had gone through all ten multiple-choice questions, failing to answer a single one. Realizing he had no other choice, he resorted to writing ABCD on the eraser in the same way, and leaving it up to fate.

Upon seeing this, the nearby members of the demonic sect were so infuriated that their teeth itched. They were convinced that those from prestigious and righteous sects were inherently deceitful. They suspected that Wu Xiaoyu had infiltrated their exam room to steal the Right Guardian’s divination techniques for his own benefit.

As Wu Xiaoyu tossed his eraser, the person beside him suddenly began coughing violently. He turned to look, but didn’t notice that someone on the other side had knocked his eraser over with a ball of paper, altering the previous result.

Seeing that the coughing person was fine, Wu Xiaoyu turned back to the eraser and began filling in the answers according to the eraser.

Meanwhile, the coughing person and his partner smirked at each other and continued their tactics, determined to prevent this spy from getting the correct answers.

It wasn’t until the exam proctor was preparing to send the coughing person to the hospital to be checked for pneumonia that the two finally ceased their petty actions.

Wu Xiaoyu wrote down all the answers he could, and left the rest to fate. He sat upright in his seat, silently waiting for the fateful bell.

However, time passed very slowly, and he began to observe the other people in the exam room.

The girl in the third row of the second column had long hair, but it seemed to be split ends, and she had been tearing them since the start of the exam.

The boy in the second row of the third column was picking his nails and using the opportunity to look at the cheat sheet hidden in his palm.

The Right Guardian sitting in the first row near the window was still divining, which should have meant that he had finished the multiple-choice questions and was now looking at the scenery outside, observing the sky in a 45-degree angle.

Sitting behind the Right Guardian, Sun Yicheng surreptitiously took out a cheat sheet from his sock and copied the answers while covering his nose. After copying, he threw it to Yu Tingfeng’s desk from a distance when the proctor was not paying attention.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xiaoyu heard Yu Tingfeng mutter a curse under his breath and silently covered his nose.

That was how the first day of the exam ended.

The second day in the morning was the English exam, a subject that made all the righteous and demonic sects tremble at the mere mention.

Xue Canming nervously held his pen, occasionally glancing at the broadcast, eagerly waiting for the upcoming listening section:

“Listen to the following 5 dialogues. After each dialogue, there is a question. Choose the best answer from the three options: A, B, or C.”

Question1: ”*%￥#@……”

Xue Canming scratched his head frantically. What on earth were they saying? And it’s harder than his master’s chanting?

Speaking of chanting, Xue Canming looked at the Master Mingdeng in front of him. He held his sutra in one hand, completely unaffected by the outside broadcast, focusing only on chanting. That was true inner peace.

This is what they called the demeanor of a master! This is it!

Xue Canming put down his pen and tried to meditate like Master Mingdeng. However, when he glanced to the right, he noticed that Yu Xiaohui was writing quickly and intently, which was particularly stressful to watch.

No, if Master Yu was so serious, he couldn’t slack off. Xue Canming picked up his pen again, but all he could hear was *%￥#@……

Xue Canming: “…”

Should he give up? Or should he just give up?

In the end, he discreetly looked at Song Zhaolan, who was in the first seat, and placed all his hopes on the leader.

But he saw Song Zhaolan with his head down and eyes closed… Wait? Was he sleeping?!

Okay, since the leader was sleeping, he should sleep too! Just as he put down his pen and found a comfortable position to sleep, he saw Song Zhaolan suddenly open his eyes, quickly choose an answer, and then close his eyes to listen again.

Xue Canming: “……”

Was this a ruse of the top student?

After finishing the English test with difficulty, Xue Canming felt terrible all over and asked Yu Xiaohui, “Since you were so serious, did you know the answers?”

Yu Xiaohui looked serious, “No, I came up with a new set of fighting techniques and drew it. Do you want to take a look?”

Xue Canming watched her take out the draft paper, dumbfounded. “This–this is what you drew?”

“Yes, what do you think?”

Xue Canming looked at the series of stick figures, and hid behind Song Zhaolan: “Alliance leader, please evaluate.”

“It’s very artistic, but it lacks a little meaning.” Song Zhaolan looked at it seriously, added a small braid on the head of the first stick figure, and said, “Now you can tell it’s the martial arts of your Yushan Sect.”

“Indeed! You can tell at once that our martial art is passed down only to women.” Yu Xiaohui was overjoyed and carefully put it away. “After a while, I plan to recruit some female disciples to see if I can develop the sect here. First, I will recruit a few smart and physically talented ones, gradually expand the team, making it bigger and stronger. I want to complete the first step of the plan in three years and expand the recruitment to the whole city in five years.”

Xue Canming: “……” What an ambitious woman!

The two-day exam quickly passed, and the teachers went to grade papers during the evening self-study. On that evening, the teachers went to grade the exams, and the students were quietly studying in the classroom… but it was impossible to stay completely quiet.

The students of Class A couldn’t help but check their answers, and soon there was a wail in Class A. Xue Canming accidentally heard their answers and felt like giving up on being a human. He covered his ears and tried to block out the noise around him.

Feeling helpless, he turned around and saw Zhao Mingdeng muttering to himself, seemingly discussing with his desk mate. Xue Canming curiously eavesdropped on them.

“If people do not meet my expectations, it is my lack of tolerance; if I cannot meet other people’s expectations, it is my lack of virtue…”

Xue Canming: Actually, you are also eavesdropping on their answers, right? You are nervous, right? Right?

“Oh, where is the alliance leader?” Xue Canming turned around and saw that Song Zhaolan was no longer in his seat. “Where did he go?”

“He just received a note, someone is looking for him,” Zhao Mingdeng replied.

“Who is it?” Xue Canming asked.

His desk mate pointed to the test paper. “Oh, for this question, the answer should be B!”

Zhao Mingdeng immediately closed his eyes and recited a mantra, “Smile and face it, don’t complain. Relax, be yourself, be carefree and go with the flow…”

Xue Canming remained silent.

The exam was so terrifying that it drove even the masters crazy!!!

Meanwhile, Song Zhaolan was already on his way to the woods.

He unfolded the note in his hand, which read, “Song Zhaolan, meet me in the small woods after school. If you’re a man, come alone.”

He didn’t know who had stuffed the note into his desk while he was out of the classroom. From the handwriting, it didn’t seem to be from Yu Tingfeng. However, based on the urgent motive, it could only be him.

Therefore, the truth could only be that Yu Tingfeng wanted to provoke him by having someone else write the note and then send his subordinates to slip it into their classroom.

When he reached the field, the entrance to the grove was only a hundred meters away. In order to avoid another misunderstanding like last time, where he couldn’t find anyone, Song Zhaolan waited in place and called Yu Tingfeng.

When Yu Tingfeng saw the incoming call, he dismissed the people around him and answered the phone, “What’s up?”

“I’m at the field, hurry up and come over.”

After speaking, he hung up. Yu Tingfeng was confused, but then he felt that this guy’s courage was getting bigger and bigger. Was he at his beck and call?!

Meanwhile, another group of people were lurking in the grove.

“Snap!” Someone slapped their own face and said, “Damn, there are so many mosquitoes. Is Song Zhaolan even coming or not?”

“If he doesn’t come, he’s not a man. If he’s still a man, he’ll definitely come when he sees the note!” The class bully of Class E gritted his teeth and said, “Are you guys ready with your stuff?”

“Don’t worry, we’re all ready.”

The class bully nodded satisfactorily. He had suffered a great humiliation in the restroom yesterday, so tonight he had specially gathered some brothers and prepared some weapons, determined to make Song Zhaolan of class A kneel down and beg for mercy.

At this moment, the person guarding the front said, “Shh, I hear something.”

Everyone tightly gripped their weapons, and the person in front said again, “It doesn’t sound like him, it sounds very aggressive.”

Yu Tingfeng said irritably, “Why did you call me here?!”

Song Zhaolan said, “Let’s talk in another place, let’s go to the grove.”

“Are you trying to challenge me again?” Yu Tingfeng followed him to the grove, fuming with anger. “Are you?”

“No, I just want to tell you that you spelled my name wrong,” Song Zhaolan said. “It’s not the ‘zhao’ from ‘gesture’, it’s the ‘zhao’ from ‘sunshine’.”

Hearing this, the class bully turned his head and pinched the person next to him, whispering, “You’re a high school student and you can’t even write such a simple word?”

The person next to him dared not speak out in anger, knowing full well that it was the class bully himself who had made the mistake.

As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the small grove, Yu Tingfeng asked in confusion, “Gesture?”

“Yes.”

“What gesture?” Yu Tingfeng grew more and more puzzled, but his left hand was lifted by the other party.

Song Zhaolan wrote a few strokes in his palm, “This ‘zhao’, do you remember it?”

Yu Tingfeng froze in place, his fingers curling imperceptibly, and he stared at his hand for a while before lifting his eyes to look at Song Zhaolan’s features under the dim light. “Do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I couldn’t recognize this word?.”

“Oh.” Song Zhaolan released his grip. “Then it must be that your men can’t write. Go back and teach them properly.”

“You should better manage your own people. Coming to our examination room as a spy, hmph, is this all the noble and upright sect can do.” Yu Tingfeng hmphed twice, hands behind his back, feeling a little hot in his palms.

Could it be that he was poisoned? What a righteous sect.

“So, why did you call me out?” Song Zhaolan asked.

As soon as he heard this, the class bully raised the stick in his hand, ready to charge out. But then he heard someone reply, “When did I call you out?”

The class bully hesitated for a moment, then swung his stick again when he heard Song Zhaolan say, “Beside you, who else would be foolish enough to call me out?”

The class bully thought: if I go out now, wouldn’t that mean I’m a fool?

During this moment of hesitation, the class bully missed the best opportunity to attack, because Yu Tingfeng had moved and completely blocked Song Zhaolan.

“Who are you calling a fool?” Yu Tingfeng reached out and blocked his way. “You are the fool who called me out here.”

Song Zhaolan: “You called me out, so I called you out.”

Yu Tingfeng: “Clearly, you called me out, so I came out!!”

Song Zhaolan: “No, it was you who called me out, so I came out and then called you out.”

Class bully: Have you guys finished your tongue twister?

Suddenly, both Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng turned to look in the direction of a sound and exclaimed in unison, “Who’s there?”

The class bully turned his head to look at the person next to him, who slapped his face and said in a mournful tone, “There are too many mosquitoes. I couldn’t help it…”

Since they were already exposed and could not launch a surprise attack, the class bully could only wave his stick and shout, “Charge, everyone!”

Moments later, the two of them were surrounded by a group of people. Song Zhaolan asked, “Did you call me out?”

“It was me. Didn’t I ask you to come alone? Are you still a man?” The class bully asked arrogantly.

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingfeng curiously looked at Song Zhaolan and then looked down, thinking of something to say, “How is he not a man? His… is bigger than yours.”

Song Zhaolan: “.”

“Boss, is it true?” The followers murmured.

Class bully: “…”

Author’s note:

Bully: Can’t anyone do something about this bullying?!

Zhang Wei: I advise you to get used to it early.