Chapter 88

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

In the teaching district, two classes were wandering in the Small Auditorium, like restless spirits unable to transcend, wanting to stay yet not wanting to stay, wanting to leave yet unable to leave.

Lin Yuan maintained order in the center of the auditorium, diligent and responsible.

The students who had just graduated from high school were yearning for a carefree life of pure fun, their laxness at its peak, but under her extremely amiable persuasion, they all ended up staying.

A sheen of sweat on her cheeks clung to the jet-black hair tips at her temples; no matter how noisy and unruly the students were, no matter how they flouted discipline, she never grew anxious, persuading them one by one, explaining patiently one by one.

Chen Yi walked to the doorway, watching her busy figure, and suddenly felt this was a very charming girl, so he did not go forward, only remained at the very back of the Small Auditorium, quietly admiring her.

Accustomed to the measured advance and retreat among clan brothers within the family, the reverent obedience in the Saint Qiao Kingdom, and the warm familiarity among ordinary classmates, Chen Yi found himself somewhat maladjusted to this chaotic, unfamiliar environment, and was in no hurry to get to know new classmates, just standing there watching.

Not long ago he had experienced Jin Douna's seductive charm; now, observing other girls with a scrutinizing gaze, he found a different sort of interest.

One imagines those veteran libertines, masters of erotic verse, in moments of poetic inspiration, shared this very mindset — three or five close friends, six or seven beauties, gathered together, admiring flowers and chasing the moon, sharing frost and wind, clear rapids and swift torrents, wet and dry, smooth and rough, a free heart. Either embracing left and right, uninhibited within a single room; or casting off convention, savoring each other's stillness and clamor; delighting in the encounter, lingering to share the view; tiring of the situation, shifting at will; in the space of a glance up or down, a magnificent spectacle. (Note 1)

Lin Yuan had spotted Chen Yi long ago. She had originally worried this fellow would not follow the rules; now seeing him sitting obediently in the corner of the Small Auditorium, she felt relieved.

"Five minutes until the meeting starts, everyone please wait a moment." Lin Yuan stood in the center of the venue and spoke, immediately met with a tidal wave of protest.

So began another round of persuasion.

Amid the lively chaos, the crisp sound of high heels, with its rhythm, disrupted the students' laughter.

And the closer people were to the front of the auditorium, the more rapidly they fell silent.

"Hello everyone, I am the counselor for the Economics and Finance major, Liu Xinyu." Her heaving bosom set the students' heads surging.

Chen Yi straightened with a whoosh, his head nearly knocking against the chair back in front of him.

Liu Xinyu smiled at him and said, "This classmate, please be careful."

The kids roared with laughter.

Chen Yi used one-tenth of his strength to restrain himself from raising a question.

The current Liu Xinyu was not merely a stunning beauty, but also an upper-echelon figure in a certain organization, the direct superior of the Korean Jin Douna whom he kept confined in the dormitory.

This complex relationship made him deeply wary of her.

This woman suddenly becoming a counselor at Jiang University's School of Economics and Management was clearly no good omen.

However, purely as a counselor, Liu Xinyu seemed quite suitable. The moment she stepped onto the platform she captured the gazes of these boys and girls; whatever she said, everyone was clearly pricking up their ears to listen.

In the unequal distribution of human genes, beautiful and sexy girls and boys inevitably possess an enormous advantage, just like those with superior intelligence; they are the most willing to believe and preach the story of equality for all. Naturally they also most hope to equally distribute other resources on the foundation of genetic inequality.

Liu Xinyu, with a natural, innate pride, in a posture verging on dignified elegance, stood at the very front of the lecture platform and said: "Today I've gathered everyone for three reasons: first, to get to know each other; second, a little mobilization for the upcoming military training; third, to appoint our department's Student Union cadres and class cadres."

If he had not witnessed that extremely sensual side of her, Chen Yi might, like the other students, have looked up with the mindset of beholding a holy mother —

Amid his wild thoughts, Chen Yi was suddenly startled; his long-honed sensitivity made him instantly detect something different about Liu Xinyu.

She seemed to be using her attire, expression, and movements to steer everyone's impression of her.

Could this be that organization's top-tier technique?

Liu Xinyu's gaze swept across the upper tier, as if looking at no one, yet as if looking at every single person.

She said softly: "Our Class of '03 students are all extremely outstanding. Especially worth mentioning: this year both of the Economics and Management Academy's top scorers are in our major. Please stand up so everyone can recognize you. Class One's is Cai Huaqing; he will also be Class One's study committee member. Class Two's is Zhou Tong; a very cute boy; he will be Class Two's study committee member."

The College Entrance Examination top scorers are divided by province and direct-administered municipality; Jiangning University, thanks to its excellent location, always attracts quite a few high-scoring students.

Normally, for such a chance to show face, counselors would try to let the students show off themselves, but Liu Xinyu seized the limelight and usurped the role, yet provoked no resistance.

In fact, the moment those somewhat feminine words "cute" came out, they instantly sparked the students' favorable feelings.

Liu Xinyu continued: "My time is rather tight, but both my office phone and home landline have voicemail; if you have anything you can call. Next I'll introduce the class monitors for Class One and Class Two..."

Lin Yuan and another tall male student both stood up.

At a glance Chen Yi raised an eyebrow; no other reason — this so-called Class Two monitor had once been his elementary and middle school classmate, Ren Yuan of the Jiangning Ren Family.

This young master was the classic type who hides a knife behind a smile; he possessed both the aristocratic scion's thrice-considered, watertight personality, and lacked the rich kid's annoying arrogance.

Of course, classmate Ren Yuan was not without arrogance; it was just that his ambition was too great, covering up his arrogance.

Chen Yi remembered in elementary school his essay topic was "I Want to Be a High Official"; by middle school, chatting, it had become "I Want to Be Premier."

Such aspirations, among the Jiangning aristocratic families who muddle through life, excelling only in eating, drinking, and pleasure, were truly an anomaly. If the Chinese political circle did not prefer domestic students, Ren Yuan would surely have aimed for the world's top universities.

Liu Xinyu went on saying something, but Chen Yi no longer listened seriously.

But when this small gathering was about to end, Chen Yi stood up, went to the front, and waited for Comrade Counselor.

Actually, besides him, quite a few boys wanted to close the distance with Liu Xinyu, to communicate face to face, even if just to ask for a phone number.

But no one had the nerve to move first; Chen Yi rushed up first.

The students immediately looked at him with admiration, envy, and contempt. The clever ones immediately started talking to the girls around them, seizing the chance to win favor.

"Chen Yi?" Ren Yuan, consciously or not, blocked his way, smiling gently: "Saw your name on the class list, didn't find you just now. Something the matter?"

"Teacher Liu, I have a few questions." Chen Yi belonged to the black sheep of the aristocratic families; regardless of whether the relationship was good or bad, if Ren Yuan delayed his business, he would not leave a pleasant expression.

The latter froze, then heard Liu Xinyu say with a smile: "Go ahead."

Chen Yi couldn't be bothered with the others, walked straight onto the lecture platform, stopping only half a meter from Liu Xinyu, and said: "How did you end up at Jiang University?"

An uproar rose from the crowd.

Liu Xinyu acted as if she hadn't heard, pursed her lips, and said: "I graduated from Jiang University; I was unhappy working in tax affairs, coming to teach at a university is perfectly normal; I'm still a teaching assistant now, you'll have to give me plenty of guidance."

Chen Yi glared at her with knitted brows and bulging eyes, wanting to expose her identity, hesitated a moment, but said: "Let's find a private place to talk."

"Fine." Liu Xinyu's consistent style was not to ask the other party's purpose, but to judge based on both sides' strength.

In her eyes, although Chen Yi had value to absorb, and in intelligence might even surpass her, in martial force the two were not on the same level at all. Since that was the case, face-to-face communication gave her more confidence, so she would not refuse.

Although her purpose at Jiangning University was not purely for Chen Yi. But it cannot be denied that choosing to be a counselor at the Finance Academy was indeed for Chen Yi.

The Organization's requirements for developing talent are extremely high; it is rare to find a suitable candidate who is not only young but also from the Jiangning Family, which can be said to best match Upper Management's hopes.

Liu Xinyu intended to absorb him as a confidant; under everyone's watchful eyes, she led Chen Yi out of the Small Auditorium's door, saying as they walked, "Everyone around is strangers, you can speak now."

Chen Yi kept his head down and continued walking; taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he tore an Agility Scroll and a Listening Scroll onto himself, then continued toward a place with fewer people.

Liu Xinyu followed beside him without a shred of worry, not making a sound either.

When they reached the small forest behind the Small Auditorium, Chen Yi finally looked around and said bluntly, "You're not a simple teacher, are you?"

"Why do you say that?" Liu Xinyu's tone remained gentle, without much change.

Chen Yi "hmph"ed once, continued forward, then extended his left wrist and said confidently, "Do you recognize this watch?"

Liu Xinyu seemed to have grown tired from walking; she straightened her full beautiful chest, stood in place, and smiled, "An 02, I recognize it."

She seemed to simply not need to lie, or perhaps disdained to lie.

This name, even Chen Yi himself didn't know it.

"You know quite a lot." Chen Yi improvised on the spot, two fingers placed on the red and yellow buttons, saying, "Do you know what will happen if I press them down simultaneously?"

Liu Xinyu smiled without speaking, seemingly truly intending to let him press them.

Chen Yi had martial force to rely on and could also call upon Civil Servant Zhu Guangliang; he was very steady. He used the Pocket Qi that could be concentrated in the surroundings to envelop the other party, listening carefully.

"He is uncertain."

This time, it was a complete sentence fragment; it can be seen that Pocket Qi indeed helped. Or rather, the increased compatibility with the Magic Net enhanced the Listening Scroll's effect.

Those Magic Apprentices using Scrolls probably achieve similar effects.

These thoughts could be said to have flashed by in an instant.

Chen Yi's eyes widened, his hands actually seeming about to press down.

Liu Xinyu let out a soft "eh," her right hand softly brushing over, gentle as willow catkins, appearing slow but actually swift as she brushed his hand away.

"Looks like you still don't dare." Seeing no one to the left or right, Chen Yi no longer hesitated; his legs changed from horizontal to vertical, right hand held level, and in a split second he launched a short-distance sprint.

The principle of Knight Foot Combat Tactics is equivalent to mounted combat; both use the kinetic energy brought by high-speed movement to then pierce the human body, causing injury.

In foot combat, this combat technique's advantage lies in short-distance explosive power, plus the human body's own agility, often able to eliminate numerous besiegers while moving.

At the Kingdom Knight level, even when trapped in a heavy siege, they wouldn't furrow their brows once.

After adding the Agility Scroll, Chen Yi's speed immediately increased by 90%. With his current physical quality, he had already surpassed a normal person's exercise limit.

Even compared to Positive Knights possessing Pocket Techniques, his speed was not slow.

However, Liu Xinyu simply didn't clash head-on with him, only constantly swaying her body, like a willow branch swaying in a violent storm.

Twice.

Three times.

Just like an improved version, an evasion-type Tai Chi.

After another failed charge, Chen Yi didn't turn back to attack but continued running forward, pressing his hands toward the watch on his left side.

Rather than satisfy his own curiosity and still-uncertain sense of security, better to leave the trouble to Zhu Guangliang.

With a "whoosh," a gust of strong wind attacked; Chen Yi reflexively dropped prone to the ground, a stone passing by like a bullet.

Turning his head back, he happened to see Liu Xinyu kick up another stone with her foot.

He lowered and raised his head again; when he dodged past, Liu Xinyu had already run some distance ahead and shouted loudly, "Let's coexist peacefully."

It sounded like an acknowledgment of Chen Yi's ability.

But this wasn't the result he most hoped for.

However, Liu Xinyu had already run to a place with people; chasing further was clearly inappropriate.

She seemed to have handed the initiative to Chen Yi, letting the latter choose whether to call the Civil Servant.

But without evidence as a premise, the prepared Liu Xinyu took not too great a risk.

Correspondingly, just as she said, "peaceful coexistence" seemed truly to be the lowest-cost way.

Chen Yi's hand rested on the button, but ultimately he didn't press it down.

When tense and when relaxed, a person's thinking mode is truly different.

Moreover, Zhu Guangliang can be called at any time.

"It's him, it's him." The shouts of several students from this major woke Chen Yi.

Originally bored and sneakily following behind, or passersby, hearing Liu Xinyu's shout or seeing the beauty run away, they couldn't help but stupidly run over, asking each other nonstop, "Is it him? Is it him?"

"This one is called Chen Yi; Seniors have spoken of him before; heard he's a big shot."

"Heard he's a School Leader's relative."

"Then what's the relationship between him and this new teacher?"

"Unspoken rules, right."

They stood just ten or twenty meters away from Chen Yi, in spectator chat mode.

"Peaceful coexistence? That means it wasn't peaceful before." A student spoke glibly, "What could happen between a man and a woman that isn't peaceful."

A back-of-the-head slap flew over next; that was a half-innocent little boy, frowning coldly and saying, "Don't speak of our beautiful teacher like that."

This kind of thing cannot be argued.

Chen Yi silently left.

Before half a day passed, the story of Freshman Chen Yi and Liu Xinyu spread throughout the Business Administration Academy, becoming the students' pastime after meals.

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Note 1: "Lanting Pig Preface"

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