Chapter 68: Jiang Xia

Senluogaodengzhongxue, on a morning that was neither bright nor gloomy.

The students of this high school welcomed their special transfer student who existed only in legend.

When the ordinary middle‑aged teacher, wearing glasses and a gray coat, announced the news.

Excited shouts rang in the classroom, and immediately, outside the door, the sound of two strangers' footsteps on the tiled floor echoed.

In an instant, the classroom fell silent, everyone watching the entering figures with expectant faces.

The teacher rested both hands on the desk, turned his head, and addressed the two newly transferred classmates.

Never heard of it? Even nobles, as long as they aren't the overtly intimidating kind, receive special treatment, let alone transfer students.

Apparently they are treating the blackboard as a drawing board.

…

However, the two people's conditions seemed to have become vastly different.

And Hong Du, prompted by Jiang Xia's hint, also did not forcefully sit beside him.

And Jiang Xia…

Hong Du flipped through the entire mechanics textbook, gathering a lot of useful knowledge; one could even say he fell in love with physics.

"Once you reach that spot, some classmates in our class will do very bad things to you; the previous student who reached that spot was forced to drop out."

"Didn't expect such trouble on the first day of school—am I just too outstanding?" Jiang Xia yawned and said.

Then he stepped down from the podium and gave his seat to the two special transfer students.

The teacher clearly knew the class had problems, yet turned a blind eye.

However, their spirit and vigor were noticeably superior to ordinary senior‑year students, and Jiang Xia glanced at the schedule board, where the allotted class time was pitifully short.

If you show up to school with a face full of flesh and a body of muscle, you naturally won't cause trouble, but other circumstances are uncertain.

"How could such a thing happen."

"You'd better not go over there, or you'll be punished as well."

Looking at the empty seat, Jixiaxi said to Hong Du with a worried expression.

"I'm Hong Du, please guide me."

His inner doubts were about to overflow, even though he had never attended school,

"I'm Jiang Xia, pleased to meet you all."

Jiang Xia nodded, fearlessly leading Hong Du across the podium.

And Jiang Xia remained completely motionless, standing here calmly.

The few boys nearby, seeing Jiang Xia leisurely enjoying the sunlight, watched.

"The environment here is decent." Jiang Xia absentmindedly twirled the pen in his hand and nodded.

Even Jiang Xia's overall demeanor leaned toward a refined, literary type.

Perhaps this place doesn't heavily champion the notion of guaranteed success in the college entrance exam.

Not far outside the school, Shancun Long, in tattered clothes, staggered over.

The sun had begun to set slowly, and the sky took on an orange‑yellow hue, becoming more delicate and gentle.

The shadow of the big tree outside the window slowly twisted, and a gentle breeze made the leaves rustle.

But now, at least he could keenly perceive all things, including people's emotions.

And Jiang Xia's spot was surrounded by emptiness, despite being such a good location.

"Yes, the transfer student who came with you indeed caused trouble."

And the time was approaching four p. m.

Hong Du cast a surprised glance at Jixiaxi, then turned his head toward the teacher who had just assigned seats.

For example, today school will dismiss exactly at four p. m., and besides the timetable, the blackboard was scribbled messily with other colored pens.

Jixiaxi heard Hong Du's words and whispered to him.

His seat was in the last two rows, next to the window.

And Jiang Xia still sat in that seat surrounded by nobody.

The school was so large that a few abnormal 'precious species' who built their happiness on others' suffering always appeared.

To the side there was a huge window, outside a green lawn and a sturdy big tree.

The sunlight pierced the clouds at that moment, passed through the window, making the classroom bright with a hint of warmth.

Both hands were on the desk, head lowered, lying on the table, fast asleep.

Hong Du sat quietly in his chair, organizing the notes he had taken today.

It was as if the physics lesson the teacher gave were some kind of hypnosis compilation.

"Why?" Jixiaxi asked.

Obviously, Jiang Xia was very unaccustomed to the habits here.

"Now that's trouble." Hong Du gave a wry smile.

The minute hand was almost at twelve, and with five minutes left before dismissal, he woke up.

And nearby, Hong Du clearly noticed the situation and tried to stand up to sit beside Jiang Xia.

According to the need to get into university, one chooses either to continue further studies or to start working directly.

They both, coincidentally, flashed a gleeful, malicious smile, as if plotting something.

"Come, give a self‑introduction."

The high‑school environment here looked no different from the ones he had attended before.

But no one had sat there until Jiang Xia, as a transfer student, took the seat.

However, before getting up, the one named Jixiaxi, who was about to sit beside him, stopped.

Hong Du, puzzled, asked Jixiaxi.

Although this classroom clearly had other seats, they deliberately arranged for Mr. Jiang Xia to sit there.

However, by comparison, Jiang Xia preferred the classroom's environment; after all, scribbles on the blackboard don't matter, as long as the classroom and seats are clean.

But their desks were completely empty, lacking the mountain‑like piles of books, and the tables were made of ordinary wooden planks and curved iron columns.

"Because I know Mr. Jiang Xia," Hong Du said, and, seeing this, did not engage in much idle chat with Jixiaxi.

Thus their appearance seemed so placid, showing no trace of anxiety about the upcoming college entrance exam.

As dismissal drew near, Jiang Xia leisurely opened his eyes and glanced at the time on the wall.

Hong Du opened the newly issued textbook in his hand; the physics lesson covered various mechanics formulas and experiments, and what fascinated Hong Du most was the important theory of force analysis.

Those classmates he had never met and the teacher he met for the first time could only pray that they take care of themselves.

For Hong Du, if these people offended Jiang Xia, he would not help them.

"Why, is there something special about that seat?"

After all, in terms of appearance, both Hong Du and Jiang Xia are rather handsome when showing no other expression.

After speaking, Hong Du slightly lowered his head and gave a brief bow.

And Hong Du sat beside a girl named Jixiaxi, but from his demeanor he still seemed somewhat unaccustomed to the classroom environment.

After only about 20 minutes of listening, Jiang Xia felt an irresistible drowsiness rise from his mind, and then, half‑asleep, he lay on the desk and fell asleep.

Senior third‑year students in this final semester basically have no required courses, so the timetable appears so empty.

And on the bright classroom's ceiling, in the area where sunlight cannot reach,

a small, colorful spider was diligently weaving a web, and directly below it was the just‑awakened Jiang Xia.

Thus, the moment Jiang Xia sat here, it felt as if he were drifting outside the entire class.

Until today, that dull high‑school physics, unsurprisingly, has ended.

"No, Mr. Jiang Xia won't be in trouble; the real danger is the teacher who deliberately arranged the seat and those classmates who enjoy teasing others."

He just doesn't know why he chose to run here, and a madman is chasing him from behind.

"kiva!"

(End of chapter)