Chapter 139 The Most Explosive Scene Seen with Future Sight

Bad news: There are No. 11 High School students in a romantic relationship.

Good news: It's with No. 4 High School.

He Hongtao was actually quite interested in Chen Yuan, this 'unorthodox' student.

And not just because he could use him to boost his reputation. As a student himself, Chen Yuan also had unlimited potential.

He Hongtao was a firm believer in grades.

And to say something extreme, the existence of those sports students was purely to keep his school's percentage of students entering top-tier universities from falling. He only recognized the path of liberal arts.

The sports environment in China couldn't produce a Messi or Curry, let alone a Clarkson or Mitoma Kaoru.

As for small-ball sports like table tennis and badminton, they started special training from a young age, as early as five or six years old, and were sent to special training schools, which also had nothing to do with regular high schools.

And even if they did win medals in Asian Games or Olympic-level competitions, more publicity would go to the university. The high school would only get very limited glory.

When resources and policies were not as good as others, the only way for No. 11 High School to become a top-tier school was through head optimization.

That is, imitating the No. 4 High School model and implementing a strict system of survival of the fittest.

Otherwise, He Hongtao wouldn't have pieced together a special student policy, which was obviously biased and unfair.

But the No. 4 High School model and the special student policy were only to secure the lower limit, ensuring that three-quarters of the school could get into top-tier universities.

His real ambition lay in Class One.

The principle of not allowing any connections into Class One and refusing anyone who was even a point short showed what He Hongtao really wanted to do.

A learning-battle version of Blue Lock.

This was true for Science Class One, and also for Liberal Arts Class Fifteen.

Seemingly aiming for everyone to reach the 'upper-class bar dance' standard, it was actually a resource-skewing tactic, concentrating all the nutrients on one point to incubate a crystal called 'Valedictorian'.

The overall level could be worse, the middle could be inferior, and the head could even lose.

But the hair, had to be longer than theirs!

The last time they had a valedictorian was during Secretary Han's time.

And that valedictorian was actually a lucky pick.

At that time, after the Xia Hai junior high school entrance exam, the leaders of No. 4 High School called that student, but the student was very arrogant - I can go to No. 4 High School, but my girlfriend has to go too.

At that time, No. 4 High School already had a trend of being a top-tier school and strictly prohibited early relationships. They would really expel students in early relationships. So No. 4 High School was very high-minded and didn't agree to this unreasonable request.

So, the student wanted to transfer to other top-tier schools, such as No. 2 High School, which was not worse than No. 4 High School at the time, or Foreign Language High School.

At this time, the admissions office of No. 11 High School went.

No. 11 High School? I didn't think about this school.

But my girlfriend is more than twenty points short of the provincial experimental line. Can she get in?

She can.

Can they be in the same class?

Next class.

Okay.

In the end, that genius who ranked among the top ten in the city in the junior high school entrance exam was luckily taken in by No. 11 High School. And in a very satisfying novel plot, three years later, he won the Xia Hai City Science Valedictorian in 2011, with an advantage of only one point over the top science student of No. 4 High School.

It was also at that time that No. 11 High School finally became a generally recognized twin star of Hai Jing District, rising to fame from just being verbally compared to No. 4 High School.

Old Han didn't make any other contributions in his life. Only two things went on the right path. One was to persistently touch porcelain against No. 4 High School, and the other was to make a final decision during admissions, tacitly allowing early relationships and agreeing to let that arrogant genius 'bring his family' into No. 11 High School.

As for the school's admission rate, it was basically brought up by himself.

If he could produce another valedictorian during his tenure, He Hongtao would have a chance to speak face-to-face with Zhang Jianjun.

Among the eighty-odd ordinary high schools in Xia Hai, there were several key high school principals who were young and strong, and whose school quality was on the rise, or even advancing by leaps and bounds. They all had the opportunity to enter the Xia Hai Municipal Education Bureau.

The key was who could stand out at the last moment.

Age, connections, reputation, and teaching performance were all factors in the evaluation.

But Zhang Jianjun was too strong of an enemy, and even the principal of No. 1 High School couldn't stop him. So, when he surpassed No. 1 High School, it would be the time for him to be promoted.

And that was only a matter of time.

So He Hongtao's ambition was - at the moment Zhang Jianjun left the school, he would win among the many competitors and successfully take over as the principal of No. 4 High School.

Then, back to the child Chen Yuan.

Before picking him up, He Hongtao had checked his grades. He was doing well at the beginning of the semester. He could rank in the top 400 out of more than 1,400 students in the school, and he was a student who transferred from a place like He Xiang, which meant he had some talent. Later, probably because he was too playful, or because he was lazy, his grades continued to decline and gradually became one of the worst.

But in just one summer vacation, plus a month after school started, he scored 106 in the math competition.

And he even handed in his paper an hour early.

So his strength was even above 110.

He Hongtao had also experienced a long-distance relationship, and now it was confirmed that the reason for Chen Yuan's progress was the same as his own - the determination to get into the same university as his girlfriend.

If the power of love could make him progress rapidly and fully unleash his potential, then what would be wrong with indulging him a little, or even encouraging him?

Even if he couldn't become the kind of super student he wanted and the probability of him winning the Xia Hai valedictorian was less than one in ten thousand, it wouldn't hurt to sow more seeds.

If that didn't work, reaching the average level of Class Two would also be a teaching achievement.

Moreover, the reputation he brought to himself was also visible to the naked eye.

I'm willing to invest in Chen Yuan.

"Principal He, I'll get off here..."

Chen Yuan took the initiative to say before entering the school.

"What? Is there a difference between riding in my car?" He Hongtao laughed, without stopping at all, and drove directly towards the school gate.

And the retractable door didn't even recognize the license plate. It had already been opened manually in advance.

Then, this low-key Jaguar drove into the campus.

School staff vehicles could be parked in the school, but because a lot of fixed parking spaces had been added at the school gate, which basically met the needs of the school's teachers, vehicles were generally not allowed to enter the school for safety reasons.

But I, He Hongtao, didn't want to walk that section of the road.

What, you don't accept it?

He Hongtao parked the car under the overhead floor of the first floor of the administration building, then took out a business card, turned around and gave it to Chen Yuan: "The phone number is also my WeChat, add me when you get back."

Chen Yuan took it with both hands: "Okay, thank you."

Indeed, they had arrived in the sect realm, and they couldn't use the communication device against the rules.

Although He Hongtao treated himself as a friend, his identity was first and foremost the sect leader.

"Go quickly, the fourth class is about to start."

"Okay, goodbye, teacher."

Chen Yuan opened the door and got out of the car.

Then, he saw Tang Jian, who had just bought something from the commissary and was preparing to go to the classroom.

Seeing a handyman disciple getting out of the sect leader's chariot... Tang Jian was stunned.

It wasn't until Chen Yuan walked in front of him that he reacted. Then, one foot retreated: "L-Lord."

Damn, a thick barrier, right?

"Don't talk nonsense, I just happened to meet him outside," Chen Yuan said lightly.

"Chen Yuan, He Hongtao. Chen Yuan, He Hongtao..." After pondering these two names repeatedly, Tang Jian suddenly realized, "I get it, no wonder the names are so similar, He Hongtao is your uncle?!"

You look like your mom.

"Are you just guessing?" Chen Yuan.

Tang Jian still didn't have a sense of reality: "It's so surprising that it's a high school boy who came out of He Hongtao's car, not a high school girl."

"Wait, are you implying something?" Chen Yuan made a husky gesture.

"His daughter is currently in the third year of high school."

Tang Jian looked at Chen Yuan with a pure face, and used even clearer eyes to ask: "What did you think of?"

"I... I thought he was picking up his niece. Haha, I didn't even know he had a daughter, and she's in the third year of high school, which school does she go to?"

"No. 4 High School."

"6."

As the two of them spoke, they began to walk towards the classroom. Seeing that Chen Yuan was late all morning today, he definitely didn't know what happened this morning. So, Tang Jian opened his mouth and said, "Let me tell you something really crazy. Today, outside the school, a man snatched a bag, and then a boy from our school encountered him and knocked him down with one punch, sending him flying more than five meters."

"He can fly that far?"

"Yeah, that's what everyone is saying. And he pierced his lung with one punch, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood."

"Wouldn't that kill him?"

"I don't know, everyone's physique is different, but someone saw him being escorted into a police car, so he probably didn't die," Tang Jian said with relish. "Also, that boy got into the car with him, and he was invited up by a policewoman who held his hand."

"Is this version you heard reliable?"

"How could it be fake? Everyone saw it with their own eyes. Even if there are some discrepancies, it's pretty close to the truth."

Okay, I'll never spread rumors or believe rumors again.

What is this all about?

A policewoman holding his hand...

No, recalling the arm wrestling at the police station, he suddenly realized that these rumors were, for the most part, correct.

It's just that the degree of exaggeration was a little bit higher.

For example, piercing the lung with one punch and spitting blood was actually just a fractured rib and vomiting gastric acid.

"And then what?" Chen Yuan asked again.

"I don't know, anyway, the school can't possibly not take advantage of such a typical event," Tang Jian said casually. "That student is probably still doing interviews outside, right? The school probably sent leaders to pick him up too. By the way, why didn't you come to school this morn..."

Halfway through speaking, Tang Jian stopped.

Chen Yuan also stopped.

Then, the two of them slowly turned their eyes and looked at each other.

After a brief silence, Tang Jian finally spoke first: "Huh?"

…………

"Damn it, how much attention are you going to get?"

Zhou Yu, who was sitting opposite Chen Yuan during dinner, was numb.

In fact, when Zhou Yu heard about the heroic deeds outside the school, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the empty seat behind him, and then his heart tightened. He always felt that something bad was going to happen, and he was constantly panicking in his heart.

Sure enough, bad news came!

Seeing his brother get attention was even more uncomfortable than being humiliated himself!

This feeling was heartbreaking and painful.

"It seems that the principal personally drove to pick you up, right?" Zhou Fu next to Chen Yuan also admired him quite a bit.

Although she felt that this matter was a bit dangerous, doing a good deed was definitely something to be praised.

Moreover, after Chen Yuan did this, Zhou Fu felt that he was once again that brave and handsome male lead.

He wasn't a violent maniac, he was just too good at fighting.

"..."

And He Sijiao, who was sitting next to Zhou Yu and facing Zhou Fu, was a little confused.

Why did it suddenly become this combination?

Today, as soon as they got their meals, Zhou Fu directly sat next to Chen Yuan. Then, she could only sit next to Zhou Yu.

It looked like... two couples.

Could it be that Zhou Fu still liked Chen Yuan?

One from No. 4 High School, one from No. 11 High School, one outside, and one from his hometown, Chen Yuan wouldn't turn into that kind of playboy, would he?

If that were the case, Zhou Yu would also learn bad things from him...

"How did you know I was in He Hongtao's car?" Chen Yuan asked in confusion.

"I don't know, I heard Jiao Jiao say it," Zhou Fu shook her head.

"Zhou Yu said it."

He Sijiao pointed at Zhou Yu, and quickly cleared herself of any relationship.

"Zhang Chao also did... Ah no, Zhang Chao said it."

"Okay, no need to trace the source, I got it."

Chen Yuan should remind Lao Mo not to move Tang Zhuan every time he changes positions.

Haven't you noticed yet?

That guy chats with everyone!

"Then what did you guys chat about when the principal sent you back?" Zhou Yu asked with great curiosity.

"Principal He seems to be a very serious person," Zhou Fu was also very interested. "Could it be that he has a different side?"

After she finished speaking, Chen Yuan subconsciously checked Zhou Fu's composition.

Fortunately, there were no inner thoughts.

Thankfully, she wasn't rotten to that extent.

It's not okay to ship randomly.

"We talked about..." How could Chen Yuan tell the truth, so he immediately made up a story: "The development prospects and reform directions of No. 11 High School."

"Tch, who would believe that? Looking at your expression, it feels like you made some requests to Lao He," He Sijiao saw through Chen Yuan at a glance, and slightly mocked him, "After all, you're absolutely not going to lose out."

"Make a request? Are you that awesome?" Zhou Yu was quite surprised, "That's He Hongtao."

"But I think it's reasonable. After all, Lao He earned a lot of face because of your heroic deeds," He Sijiao was still very understanding of human relationships.

"But what conditions can a student negotiate with the school?" Zhou Fu was very confused.

"Do you really think I would even dare to take advantage of He Hongtao?"

Chen Yuan looked at them puzzled.

"Who else would you be if you didn't take advantage?" Zhou Yu.

"Ehehe, I've been discovered."

"Stop acting cute, tell me quickly."

"I did take the opportunity to make a request, but let me be cryptic about it. You'll know when the time comes," Chen Yuan said with some reservations.

"Are you really that mean?" Zhou Fu stared at Chen Yuan, eating the jealousy of friendship, "Shouldn't you tell us first?"

"The child has grown up, has secrets, that's how it is," Zhou Yu sighed, lowering his head.

"Okay, stop crying," Chen Yuan had no choice but to compromise, "I promise you'll be the first to know, is that okay? And it's really boring to say it now."

"Okay, just tell us first."

Zhou Fu was satisfied, and the others didn't continue to ask.

But while eating, Zhou Fu couldn't help but whisper to Chen Yuan: "Can you, tell me first?"

What? Am I more familiar with you Zhou Fu?

That's true.

My Fu is great, no need to say more.

So, Chen Yuan covered his mouth and 'confessed' to Zhou Fu in a low voice: "I asked Lao He to transfer me to Class Two."

…………

After evening self-study, Lao Mo left the classroom. And before leaving, he reminded Tang Siwen again.

Then, Tang Siwen, on Lao Mo's orders, walked towards Chen Yuan and reminded him, "Chen Yuan, Mr. Mo asked us to go to the office now."

"Okay." Chen Yuan sped up packing his bag.

"..." Hearing this, Zhou Fu's heart skipped a beat. Then, she asked curiously, "Siwen, what are you going to do at Mr. Mo's office?"

Tang Siwen wanted to tell the truth.

But Lao Mo reminded her that if any classmates asked, she should say that they were giving out the math competition papers.

After all, if the behavior of giving students individual tutoring for a long time, this kind of special treatment, was spread out, the parents of other students would be dissatisfied.

So, Tang Siwen said, "Lao Mo said, it cannot be said."

"...Is that so?" Zhou Fu laughed awkwardly, but her heart was already panicking.

It must be about transferring to Class Two together!

After all, Tang Siwen's grades were good enough to reach the average of Class Two, and Chen Yuan had won so much glory for the school, twice.

Although her friends still included Zhou Yu, He Sijiao, and the barely counting Li Youyou, Chen Yuan was still the best friend.

So, she would be reluctant...

"Then I'll go over first, Sister Fu."

Chen Yuan stood up, put on his backpack, and walked out of the classroom with Tang Siwen.

The two of them were like this, naturally walking and talking.

Among them, Chen Yuan seemed to tell a joke, which made him amused. And Tang Siwen, who was on the side, although she didn't laugh, was still that kind of expression, but the rate at which her mouth opened and closed was faster than usual. That is to say, she was also talkative.

Although they could still be friends after the class was divided, everyone knew that the relationship would gradually fade, and eventually become ordinary friends who said 'keep in touch' but never actually took the time to chat!

Tang Siwen, wouldn't she become Chen Yuan's best friend?

After all, after transferring to the same class, the relationship between the two who were also from Class Eighteen would become closer and closer, and it was only natural that they would become the best opposite-sex friends.

It was me first...

Ah no, although it wasn't me first, shouldn't you discuss this kind of thing about transferring classes with your deskmate first?

Zhou Fu, who thought that her relationship with her was the best in Class Eighteen, couldn't help but break down.

Chen Yuan... idiot!

……

This Sister Fu, wouldn't she be taking it seriously, right?

After Chen Yuan jokingly said this to her while eating, the other party smiled for a moment, said oh with a smile, and didn't ask any more questions.

And her expression was just saying: How humorous, who would believe that.

But just now, with her appearance, Chen Yuan was not so sure again.

This Zhou Fu, wouldn't she really think that she had made a request to He Hongtao to transfer classes, right?

No, think about it and know it's impossible.

Entering the quasi-genius class with 504 points, isn't this like Emperor Zhenzong of Song enshrining Zen, and the war eagle winning the Hupu goddess, an uncrowned 【beep——】, lowering the gold content?

Moreover, if he made this request at this time, it would be too much of a discredit to the little hero who acted bravely.

But if Sister Fu really took it seriously, and was still sad because of it, if she didn't transfer away, wouldn't she be angry?

Ah this... Sister Fu is still not abstract enough.

Forget it, I'll send her a message later to explain, don't really make Sister Fu emo.

Then, Chen Yuan went to Lao Mo's office with Tang Siwen.

And Lao Mo, perhaps because he took advantage and wanted to compensate him, but more, he really wanted to let himself and Tang Siwen win, win, win, and win the Olympic Math competition. So, he tutored them for a full hour and a half. Several times during this period, his beloved Xiaodoudou called to ask when Dad would be back, and he endured the pain and said he was working overtime.

At the end, it was already 8:45 in the evening, and evening self-study was about to end. Lao Mo let the boarding student Tang Siwen return to the class, and then he left the school with Chen Yuan.

He didn't drive here today, so he also walked to take the subway.

So, these two incompatible people were walking side by side outside the school.

It was the first time for him, a day student, to go home so late.

Moreover, it was a three-person world with Lao Mo and Tang Siwen... It was really wonderful.

"You were absent-minded today, weren't you?" Lao Mo asked puzzled while walking.

"Ah? Was I?" Chen Yuan asked back in confusion.

"There are some questions that I think you can understand, but it takes you a long time to understand."

Lao Mo thought of the time when Chen Yuan was explaining questions to Tang Siwen before. He could see the structure of the questions at a glance, and even point out the progress of the questions.

And when he was explaining the questions today, Chen Yuan seemed to be a little slower than Tang Siwen.

His condition was not right. Could it be that he was still thinking about the heroic deeds?

"Ah... it's that the questions are too difficult."

Chen Yuan couldn't help it. After all, he was listening to Lao Mo's individual lectures, so he definitely had to study hard at this time. It would be too hypocritical to open Chaozi during tutoring.

In terms of learning, it's better not to deceive oneself or others.

Moreover, Lao Mo seemed to have misunderstood his slow reaction as being absent-minded.

"But it's still okay, it's a little better than last semester."

Lao Mo said this verbally, but in fact, it wasn't just a little better.

But a lot, a lot.

Even Chen Yuan in his current state should have no problem scoring 130 on the math test.

At least below the difficult questions, he had completely conquered them.

His basic skills had even caught up with Zhang Zhuo. And he wasn't completely unable to do difficult questions either.

If he continued like this, Chen Yuan wouldn't get a perfect score, but it would be easy for him to be stable at 140-something.

As for other subjects, it's hard to say.

After all, his math didn't drag him down too much, it was mainly the liberal arts subjects that were poor.

"But there are still some places that I find difficult."

Hearing Lao Mo's inner thoughts, Chen Yuan realized that the slow reaction he was talking about was compared to his peak period, when he got 106 points in the two-hour math competition.

As for his math level, Lao Mo had already recognized it.

This was of course.

Since meeting Xia Xinyu at the beginning of this month, the only subject that Chen Yuan had really studied extra hard was math.

As for English, Chinese, biology, etc., he was improving with the use of the cheat.

His foundation was already good, plus he had Xia Xinyu, Lao Mo, and the moment when he seemed to be one with the soul when he was peeking at other people's inner thoughts and doing problems, he also understood a lot of the problem-solving ideas of academic masters. So, his progress was very reasonable.

In the math competition in half a month, I will use my strength to get extra points.

"I'll go from here." Because Lao Mo was not going in the same direction as himself, he said hello to Chen Yuan after entering the subway, "You go back early, go straight home, don't wander around outside."

"Okay, teacher, you too," Chen Yuan nodded.

"?" This sentence, "You too," confused Lao Mo.

I should also go home early and not wander around outside?

"My wife and Doudou are still waiting for you at home," Chen Yuan explained.

"Okay, I know."

Facing Chen Yuan, who was so good at chatting, Lao Mo nodded helplessly, then turned around and walked to one side.

At the same time, a girl wearing a JK uniform and holding a pink selfie stick passed through Lao Mo's body.

Then, the phantom followed Chen Yuan and went down the escalator together.

However, her steps were a little faster, and she went directly to Chen Yuan's front. Then, she looked around, as if she was observing whether there was anyone around.

The time now was 9:05, ah no, it should be 9:08 for her. And at this point, there were indeed no other phantoms around.

Was she livestreaming?

Her mouth was muttering something.

Just as Chen Yuan was puzzled, the girl suddenly lifted her skirt in front, looked around left and right, and then immediately put down her skirt.

Then she turned around and hurried down the escalator.

"???" Chen Yuan.

Wait, is this how the QR codes for those welfare groups came about?

Welfare [Ji], what are you doing?!

This was the future vision.

Because he could see another time and space.

As an observer, he could often see some unseemly shrimp-head behaviors.

Adjusting his gear by reaching into his crotch when no one was around, secretly touching his girlfriend's black silk in public, and those who looked glamorous but scratched their buttocks hard through their pants.

And this one he encountered today was even more heavy-weight.

The future world is not a lawless place!

And if she would be at this position in three minutes, and the next subway would not return for four minutes, wouldn't she be riding with himself...

Just as Chen Yuan was thinking this, another phantom appeared.

Standing next to himself.

Turning his head, it was a rather strong tattooed man, about the same height as himself.

He was also staring at that shrimp-head welfare [Ji], watching with great interest.

Could it be that this person really found someone doing a subway exhibition 【beep——】?

At this time, he took a step forward.

Then, Chen Yuan saw the picture in his phone.

It was just the welfare [Ji]'s livestream.

There is still one chapter, later

Tomorrow I will try to adjust my routine and updates