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While they were chatting, the car arrived at the entrance of No.1 High School.
They could see that many people were standing there even from a distance.
The one leading them was the Dean of Students.
The principal was not in, so the Dean of Students himself came out to welcome Wang Jinyang. They treated him as if he was a minister from the city coming to inspect them.
Wang Jinyang was only a freshman, but it was his identity as a martial artist that mattered to the school.
At this time last year, the Dean of Students would have paid no attention to Wang Jinyang at all.
One step made all the difference.
…
Wang Jinyang got out of the car and started greeting the higher-ups of the school, while Fang Ping and the others walked toward Liu Anguo’s side.
Liu Anguo was among those welcoming the guest. Aside from the teachers, there were a few students too.
Fang Ping did not know who they were, unlike Wu Zhihao, who explained softly, “Most of them are students from the elite classes. Some of them are elite students from normal classes.”
He was talking about the martial sciences classes, of course.
Those who were allowed to attend were all hopefuls vying for admission into martial sciences.
If it was not for the fact that Fang Ping and the lot were specially appointed to welcome Wang Jinyang, they would not have qualified to be here, except Wu Zhihao.
Of course, that was before. Fang Ping now had the right, obviously.
Liu Anguo was not one of the higher-ups so he did not join in the conversation between them and Wang Jinyang.
Seeing them arrive, Liu Anguo asked softly, “How’s everything? Did all of you gain something from it?”
Wu Zhihao nodded, signifying that it was a fruitful trip.
He then said somewhat enviously, “The one who got the most from it was Fang Ping. Teacher, his Vitality has increased again. His might be higher than mine…”
“How?”
Liu Anguo froze in disbelief.
The increase of Vitality was not something that could be achieved in a mere day.
Not to mention that Fang Ping’s family was not-so well off. How could he possibly surpass Wu Zhihao that easily?
Wu Zhihao understood the class teacher’s surprise, so he quickly explained everything to him.
Liu Anguo had nothing to say when he heard that Fang Ping had taken pills carelessly. Were all young people so fearless in the face of death?
The incident had passed, though, and Fang Ping had gained something from the potential trainwreck. Liu Anguo said, quite joyfully, “This means that miracles will happen in our Class (4) this year!
“Wu Zhihao has hopes of gaining admission to martial sciences. If we add on Fang Ping, it’ll mean that two martial sciences students will graduate from a normal class!”
Liu Anguo was elated at the mere thought of it.
Wang Jinyang and another student, both from normal classes, had amassed reputation and wealth after gaining admission to martial sciences.
Liu Anguo did not envy them, but their class teachers.
They had received over a hundred thousand bucks in bonuses just because their classes, normal classes at that, had a graduate that made it into a martial arts university.
That sum was equivalent to his salary of two years!
Except for money, they gained a lot of opportunities for promotion and recognition among others.
If they had gained so much after one of their students passed the tests, what would he get if his class had two?
Liu Anguo felt like fainting, would he become the first-ever class teacher in No.1 High School, the best ever, to teach a normal class that gave birth to two martial artists?
Plus… Yang Jian and Liu Ruoqi, both from his class, could not be written off yet…
Liu Anguo was intoxicated by his thoughts.
He was a fifty-something man, yet he was grinning like a fool.
There were other class teachers beside him, including two from elite classes.
Someone could not help jeering as they saw Liu Anguo grinning nonstop. “Old Liu, maintain your image. Your students are still here!”
Liu Anguo’s expression spelled out his joy. He pulled Wu Zhihao and the others behind his back and said with a smile, “Am I breaking the rules just for being happy? Old Li, I heard that you’re quite pleased with yourself right now, telling everyone you see that you’ll be the shoo-in for the Best Class Teacher Award!”
This teacher that Liu Anguo called Old Li was also an elderly teacher in his fifties, but the other was better off than him in that he was the class teacher of an elite class.
Old Li chuckled when he heard Liu Anguo’s words. “Why not? If it isn’t me, then are you assuming that Old Zhang will receive it?
“Zhou Bin in our class will definitely gain admission to a martial arts university. If he’s lucky, he might have a chance to enter Capital City Martial Arts University and Magic City Martial Arts University too…”
Those two martial arts universities were the most renowned in the country.
MCMAU was in the southern region, while CCMAU was situated in the north.
Those two schools were much more difficult to enter than NMAU.
Liu Anguo turned his nose against Old Li’s boasts, but he did not say anything else to that.
Zhou Bin had a ninety-nine percent chance of entering a martial arts university, but little hope of entering the Big Two.
Zhou Bin was in the crowd, so Liu Anguo could not possibly discourage him, not when he was a teacher.
Liu Anguo was all smiles. He did not answer, and instead he glanced sideways at Fang Ping and Wu Zhihao. If two students in Class (4) were admitted to martial arts universities, the Best Class Teacher Award would definitely be his!
More students from elite classes were admitted, but elite classes were originally classes established by the school to cultivate martial sciences students, so their students getting admitted was not anything out of the ordinary. On the contrary, it was their fault if they did not get in.
If Zhou Bin was not admitted by the Big Two, it would be futile even if more of Old Li’s students were admitted.
Old Li felt goosebumps observing Liu Anguo’s laughter. What was this old bastard thinking about?
It was not only the teachers who had felt a chill. Fang Ping and Wu Zhihao were vaguely unsettled, too. Old Liu was gazing at them as if they were his sons instead of his students.
Fang Ping could understand Old Liu’s intentions, but he did not know what to feel.
As they were whispering among themselves, Wang Jinyang had finished exchanging pleasantries with the higher-ups.
Wang Jinyang walked toward the students standing in line waiting for him.
He surveyed the group and nodded with a smile. “Each batch is stronger than the last. This year’s juniors are all much stronger than us from last year.
“The increasingly outstanding achievements of the students are all thanks to the efforts of the teachers.”
He was only a freshman, but he was eloquent in flattering. Even the Dean of Students at the side was grinning so much that his face gleamed crimson.
This was praise coming from a formal martial artist!
The higher-ups in No.1 High School were actually paying some attention to the graduates who got in martial arts schools, but they did not know the specifics because some information remained confidential.
Those in No.1 High School knew that only two out of the five who were admitted became martial artists.
Wang Jinyang was, in turn, more famous among the two. Some martial arts university graduates who were still in contact with the school always spoke of him with complicated emotions and unwitting sighs.
Wang Jinyang was invited because the higher-ups had heard from them that he was an outstanding student in NMAU.
Luckily, Wang Jinyang had agreed promptly as he was returning to Sun City anyway.
He would not have come to No.1 High School under other circumstances.
Wang Jinyang spoke some more words of courtesy before he glanced at Fang Ping involuntarily. According to his senses, Fang Ping was among one of the students with the highest Vitality.
His only fell short when compared to the higher-ups’ prized student, Zhou Bin.
When he thought of how Fang Ping’s Vitality had suddenly shot up in the afternoon when nothing was out of place that morning, Wang Jinyang had to admit that fate was capricious.
At this moment, neither student nor teacher paid attention to Fang Ping. Wang Jinyang chuckled internally. The school was astonished when an anomaly like him appeared; it seems like they would be surprised again.
No one knew if this would incite self-doubt among the higher-ups.
Wang Jinyang did not bother with such affairs. He would not bring this up to anyone either, not when it was unnecessary.
He praised those elite students casually before he followed the Dean of Students to the multipurpose hall.
…
Fang Ping and the others followed the crowd to the multipurpose hall too.
There were already many students sitting in the hall. A casual glance numbered the crowd at no less than 200 people.
These were all of the students in No.1 High School that had registered for the martial sciences tests this year. There were less than 300 of them including Fang Ping and the others.
As Fang Ping and the others entered, they saw Zhang Hao waving at them. They walked toward him immediately, to where the other Class (4) students sat too.
As they sat down, Zhang Hao asked hurriedly, “What did you guys get when you went to fetch Senior Wang? Is he strong?”
Wu Zhihao said with a smile before Fang Ping formulated a reply. “How will we know how strong he is when he hasn’t battled with anyone else?
“Senior Wang will talk about the other matters later.”
He did not mention the benefits an Emotional Outburst would bring, while the others kept silent too.
They did not know if Wang Jinyang would tell the crowd about this. If he did, nothing would be wrong if they kept silent. If he did not, it was even better, as it could be one of their assets.
Telling this to Zhang Hao was not the problem, but this guy was a blabbermouth. If this secret was passed all throughout the school, they would lose this advantage that they had painstakingly gained.
Everyone had their own selfish intentions. As the others stayed silent, Fang Ping would not say anything more.
…
Wang Jinyang entered the multipurpose hall after a conversation with the group.
Booming applause roared as they entered.
Some girls screamed with emotion.
Almost all students, Wu Zhihao included, were envious when they saw this pan out.
Quite a lot of students had an epiphany: this was what a powerful man should be like!
This was what a martial artist, idolized and envied by students, should be like.
Ascending to higher places with just a step…
Fang Ping did not feel too awed. He was reading the schedule of the martial sciences examinations distributed by the school while the others gaped at Wang Jinyang.
The political background check would start from April 10th and end in late April. Those who pass would get an examination ticket from the authorities.
May 1st was the day when all candidates in Sun City would go to Ruiyang City for the physical assessment.
The results would be revealed on May 3, and all martial arts universities and the Department of Education would then decide on the threshold they required in order to pass.
May 7th marked the commencement of the practical tests.
On May 10th, the candidates would take part in the national general studies examinations for martial sciences students…
That was all for their schedule. After the general studies examinations were done, they would only have to wait for the cultural studies examinations.
The schedule was tight. Everything was lumped together so that the candidates could grow to their maximum potential, and so that those who were younger would not be disadvantaged.
Some students at the age of 18 would still continue growing every day.
Fang Ping felt a sense of urgency upon reading the schedule.
It was only about 20 days until the physical assessment. Could he really complete everything in twenty days?
His Vitality was not a problem; the general studies exams, though, was a huge difficulty to him although it did not seem much of a problem to everyone else. He would have to think of ways to increase his Mentality.
