Chapter 222 The Saint's Determination

Although Xia Xinyu was quite arrogant and didn't seem to care about running into the vice-principal while drunk, Zhang Jianjun's panicked dodging while undercover at Happy Valley was truly embarrassing.

Even though that great figure had already walked away, the fear in her heart hadn't dissipated at all.

It was the scariest episode.

Only when Chen Yuan and Shi Yi met again, discussing something that seemed to resolve the crisis, did she dare to approach and whisper to Chen Yuan, "Are we… doomed?"

Chen Yuan nodded heavily, saying, "Now, there are two choices."

"Ah, what bad luck, why did he come here… wasn't he not supposed to?"

Xia Xinyu patted her forehead, quite regretful. Then, she looked sadly at Chen Yuan and asked helplessly, "What are the two choices?"

"First, transfer to Eleventh High and be my classmate."

"I guess that's the only way."

Xia Xinyu sighed, acknowledging this outcome.

Fourth High really cracked down on early relationships.

Moreover, this wasn't the first time Chen Yuan had been noticed…

Honestly, she really didn't want to trouble her aunt, so she absolutely didn't want to put her in a difficult position when that time came.

However, she still asked with a hint of fantasy, "What's the second choice?"

"Don't transfer, continue studying at Fourth High."

"Huh?"

Xia Xinyu slowly typed out a question mark, and after a long while, she asked, "You mean, I can still study at Fourth High and won't be expelled?"

"Of course," Chen Yuan said.

"Then why did you say there were two choices!"

"The first one is mainly what I want."

"Hey!" Xia Xinyu almost cried with anxiety, pinching Chen Yuan's face hard, protesting and condemning him with great force, "Was it fun scaring me? Huh?"

"…" Shi Yi thought Chen Yuan's girlfriend was quite civilized.

At this point, she could have sworn at him.

"But I really thought we were done for just now, I couldn't think of a way to protect you, after all, I really touched Jianjun-jiang's raw nerve this time."

Chen Yuan really thought so.

As an ordinary student from Eleventh High, how dare he instill the idea of early relationships into a candidate for the *youzi wang* (pomelo king - top student)?

Zhang Jianjun had always wanted to surpass the old powerhouse, First High, completely during his tenure, becoming the number one in Xia Hai, and even the number one in Hai Dong.

And with the same lower limit, meaning both sides have nearly 100% college acceptance rates, and an even match in high-end combat power, meaning the number of ordinary *youzi* (pomelos - good students) is similar, to shake First High's dominance, it really depends on top-tier combat power.

If Chen Yuan corrupted Shi Yi, making him mediocre, even if there was a district champion in the end, Zhang Jianjun would go crazy.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yi found the only way to break the situation!

As long as I can prove that I am not the ink that is blackened by proximity, but the vermilion that turns red by proximity… then it doesn't count as harmful socializing.

"You really helped me a lot, First Bro." Chen Yuan performed an ancient ritual, paying the highest respect – a cupped fist salute.

"Actually, I'm a little scared too."

Thinking of Zhang Jianjun just now, Shi Yi shook his head, admitting somewhat frankly, "I felt like if I said the wrong thing, something would happen to her."

"Thank you so much, I'm so grateful."

Xia Xinyu stood beside Chen Yuan, close together, then gave Shi Yi a light bow, truly grateful.

"…But I feel like you don't seem to be afraid," Shi Yi said, looking at the two of them as if they were glued together.

"Classmate Xia Xinyu, show some restraint," Chen Yuan reminded.

"…" Having been turned on again, Xia Xinyu could only separate from Chen Yuan a little.

As much as possible, she wouldn't appear too close to Chen Yuan in such a dangerous place.

Really, it's not like I'm the only one involuntarily sticking to him…

Don't you also touch me and hug me from time to time?

You're really good at shirking responsibility, Chen Yuan!

"I helped you spread the word that you got 115, is that okay?"

Shi Yi said to Chen Yuan with a smile, with some apology in his tone.

But in reality, that feeling of apology didn't exist.

The Chen Yuan he had seen had always been very humble.

That day, saying he wanted to pick the highest *youzi* (pomelo - top student) was also said to the girl beside him.

Chen Yuan, in front of him, had always addressed him as 'First Bro', always using a joking tone to place himself in a completely different realm from him, the academic god.

It was like a martial arts competition between experts.

Shi Yi issued a challenge, but Chen Yuan never accepted it.

Therefore, he said this here because he really didn't want to hear an overly humble answer from the other party.

Would he continue to play the hidden dragon, responding with excessive modesty and humility, and never accepting 'praise to kill'?

Or would he be a little more arrogant and admit it?

Chen Yuan, if he still showed weakness and avoided it at this time, it would really be meaningless.

Shi Yi was a true man, he could see it.

Faced with Zhang Jianjun, a sect leader with a strong sense of oppression, he was obviously a little apprehensive and nervous. But even so, he still tried to save him, confronting the ghost-like Zhang Jianjun head-on.

Frankly speaking, when they were inflating him earlier, Chen Yuan's humble words were actually a three-dimensional defense mechanism.

That way, even if he really lost, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But now, he was fired up.

Shi Yi even dared to say, after just losing the first place in the Four Highs, that he would participate in the Myriad Sects Competition in a year and a half, and even said that he would guard the 'sacred fruit' of the Four Highs for Jianjun.

Trash talk before the game requires courage and comes at a price, because there is a high probability of being slapped in the face.

But only daring to be arrogant and show off after winning is a matter of character.

"Of course it's okay."

After responding quite frankly, Chen Yuan also humbly reflected on himself, "It's just a pity it wasn't a perfect score, I'm still too slow at doing problems."

Shi Yi was especially satisfied with Chen Yuan's 'humble' response this time.

Because beneath the seemingly modest attitude was boundless confidence.

"It is indeed a pity."

Shi Yi nodded, then said, "But your mid-term exam is a joint exam of seven schools, and our teacher said that the questions for the previous joint exams of the seven schools were quite good, not worse than the joint exams of the Four Highs. There are still half a month left, let's amaze Zhang Jianjun again."

"You too, good luck on the mid-term exam."

"Okay, bye."

In this way, Shi Yi didn't disturb the two people's date and took the initiative to say goodbye.

And Chen Yuan felt a little more pressured after the other party left.

Because of the forced B (boasting) of improving 110 points in two months, submitting the paper one hour early with 106 points, and getting a half-perfect score in the main competition, he had alarmed the real big shots.

Making these people think: This guy, didn't study at all before!

At this moment, Chen Yuan was being draped in the yellow robe and was riding a tiger, unable to get off.

Liu Chengxi, He Hongtao, Zhang Jianjun, Shi Yi, these truly powerful figures who were known by everyone in the world were all paying attention to him, a mere outer disciple of the Eleventh High.

Once, Chen Yuan thought the most amazing person was Tang Siwen.

She was the Shi Yi of Class 18, so stable it was disgusting.

And the honor of being among the top 100 in Eleventh High was an even more terrifying existence.

But now, in just a flash, Chen Yuan, who had just come out of the novice village, was about to face the top powerhouses of Xia Hai.

He even had to positively respond to some of their expectations.

In every exam from now on, more than just himself would care about his grades.

At every node, he needed to make progress.

And substantial progress.

Only then would these powerful people not be disappointed in him.

Then, after the third year of high school, in one city-wide unified exam after another, Chen Yuan's name would be repeatedly and inextricably linked to Liu Chengxi, Ke Jiayuan, the girl from earlier, and the eternally domineering Shi Yi.

Countless simulations before the Myriad Sects Competition.

All just to unleash a sword that had been sharpened for ten years.

This path was the so-called – ascension to godhood.

"We have to study hard, Xinyu," Chen Yuan said to Xia Xinyu.

"Mmm."

Xia Xinyu nodded, very obedient, and reminded herself with a 'long-ringing alarm', "Hey, we've already been discovered having an early relationship, if I regress next time, I'll be sent to Eleventh High with my chair."

Yu-zi was even being humorous.

"Yeah." Chen Yuan also thought of the scene just now, and said somewhat subtly, "Zhang Jianjun already thinks I'm something, if I score like a pile of shit next time, I'll really become a clown."

The essence of *dihua* (excessive praise) is that the person being *dihua*-ed cannot expose their true colors.

In half a month, he could only constantly strengthen his own strength, reaching at least 18 fingers like Shi Yi.

Xia Xinyu was the same, she had to take responsibility for the crisis caused by her love brain, at least maintaining her current grades and making a small improvement.

In short, both of them had a reason they couldn't lose.

So, after saying that, they high-fived to form a contract.

And Xinyu also seriously said to Chen Yuan, "By the way, from now on, we shouldn't have any contact before we finish studying every day. Otherwise, I'll go back to my own room."

After she said that, Chen Yuan sighed and reluctantly agreed, "Alright."