Chapter 338: Campus Scholar System (10)

"Which class are you two from?"

They had just entered the school gate when they were caught by the Dean of Students.

The man had seen the two students entering the gate at this hour from far away; he was so angry that he pointed at them from a distance, then walked over quickly and demanded:

"Being three or five minutes late is one thing, but what time is it now? Why didn't you just wait until the morning reading session was over to come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the faces of these two students clearly—

One was Jiang Yinian, the permanent occupant of the top-of-the-grade throne and the precious student in the eyes of the entire school faculty; the other was a transfer student who had just transferred from Deya International High School two days ago (note the emphasis: the parents donated a Shiyan Lou to the school).

The Dean of Students felt a headache instantly: Why did it have to be these two ancestors?

One was expected to win glory for the school by becoming the provincial top scorer, and the other was the daughter of the richest man; which one could he bear to—or dare to—scold?

Wait, hold on!

How could these two be late at the same time?

The Dean of Students, who was so suspicious that he would get paranoid at the slightest sign of puppy love, narrowed his eyes and let his gaze wander back and forth between Xie Yang and Jiang Yinian: "How did you two..."

"Teacher, I accidentally knocked over my lunch box and shattered it, leaving glass shards all over the ground. Jiang helped me pick them up. At the time, we were only worried about the leftover glass shards hurting pedestrians, so we picked them up very carefully. We didn't pay attention to the time and ended up being late. If you don't believe me, look, I had nowhere to throw the glass shards, so I brought them back."

"Ah?"

The Dean of Students hadn't expected this to be the case and hurriedly asked:

"The lunch box shattered? Are you alright? Where did you fall? Was it that stretch of road in front of our school? Oh my, I must call the municipal office later to report it; why does that road always have problems? Could it be that they cut corners and didn't pave it properly?"

If the daughter of the richest man ran into any trouble just after transferring, wouldn't the richest man withdraw his sponsorship in a fit of rage?

This is a disaster!

At this moment, the Dean of Students no longer had the leisure to care about whether the two students were late or not. He asked about the situation in detail, and upon learning that Xie Yang hadn't fallen but had just accidentally knocked over her breakfast lunch box, leaving her hungry until now, he urged her to go to the Canteen immediately:

"Even if the student Canteen is still open, there won't be anything left to eat. Take my meal card and go to the faculty Canteen to buy something. Do you not know the way? Jiang Yinian, you go with her. Anyway, morning reading is almost over, so it doesn't matter. I'll go explain it to your homeroom teacher. Go, go! Don't get a stomachache from being too hungry."

"..."

After taking the faculty meal card that the Dean of Students had proactively shoved into his hand, Jiang Yinian turned his head and glanced at Xie Yang.

She was likely the first person to make the Dean of Students overlook tardiness and even proactively offer his meal card to urge her to go eat.

"Why are you looking at me?" Xie Yang said lazily, bathed in the early autumn morning sunlight, "I really am hungry. I originally planned to bring it to the classroom to eat, but in my haste, I forgot it was made of glass."

"Thank you. How much was the lunch box and the breakfast? I'll pay you back."

Jiang Yinian had wanted to ask her just now, but he had been caught by the Dean of Students just as he was about to speak.

"That won't be necessary." Xie Yang waved her hand, "My family isn't short on money; if I were, I wouldn't have transferred to First High School. Actually, there is one thing I really need your help with."

She had already drafted her plan before going to sleep last night—take the initiative today and find him to explain problems to her.

The sooner she helped him finish his Tasks, the sooner she could take back the Sub-system.

Otherwise, would it drag on until the end of time?

Upon hearing that it was to help her with problems, Jiang Yinian was stunned.

Xie Yang raised an eyebrow at him: "What? You're not willing?"

【Willing, willing! Host, hurry up and agree!】

The Scholar system desperately urged Jiang Yinian:

【What a great opportunity! You can repay her favor and complete Tasks to earn Financial Aid at the same time; only a big fool wouldn't agree!】

"..."

"Hey! Look, everyone, why is Year God walking with the transfer student?"

"Could it be that they were late? Caught by Lao Fan and forced to stand at the school gate until just now?"

"That can't be, right? Lao Fan wouldn't punish Year God, no matter who he punishes."

"He wouldn't punish the transfer student either." Du Huaiyao looked mysterious and revealed the gossip he had heard to the whole class, "I heard our school is going to build a top-tier Shiyan Lou that rivals domestic elite universities. It was donated by our Jiangcheng richest man. You guys guess what the surname of this richest man is?"

"Who doesn't know the surname of the Jiangcheng richest man? Can't you tell us something we don't know, Gossip King?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, I'm telling you now, aren't I? The Jiangcheng richest man's surname is Xie, the same as our class's new transfer student. You guys guess why the transfer student could enter our Experimental Class before even taking the monthly exam?"

The whole class suddenly realized: "You mean Xie Yang's dad is the Jiangcheng richest man? Her dad donated a Shiyan Lou to our school, so she could enter the Experimental Class?"

"Is that for real?"

"Guaranteed true!" Du Huaiyao shook his legs smugly.

The next second, Xie Yang and Jiang Yinian walked into the classroom one after the other. The whole class fell silent instantly, but curious gazes circled around Xie Yang without exception.

Xie Yang raised her eyebrows in confusion: "Why are you all looking at me? Did I grow flowers on my face?"

"No flowers, no flowers." Du Huaiyao stood up eagerly to pull out her chair, "It's just that you look like a flower yourself."

"..."

Just as she sat down, the bell for the first period rang.

Xie Yang took out her English textbook and flipped through it casually, as if she didn't know where to start. She closed the book and seemed about to lay her head down to sleep again.

Jiang Yinian took her book, flipped to the vocabulary list at the back, used a pencil to mark 20 of the simplest common words for her, then flipped to the front and chose a relatively short text.

"You memorize these words and the text first. Ask me if there's anything you don't understand."

Xie Yang: "..."

Good, good, good!

No need to continue being a poor student.

But she couldn't act too normal, so she spent the whole period stumbling through the Task he had assigned.

【Ding! Supervise the poor student deskmate in dictating 20 English words completed, reward has been credited!】

【Ding! Supervise the poor student deskmate in reciting an English text completed, reward has been credited!】

In one period, Jiang Yinian had 80 Financial Aid credited to his account.

He looked at Xie Yang with a complicated expression.

If she knew that he was using her to earn money, would she kick him away just like she kicked away that group of people led by Jiang Diwu?

Xie Yang was unaware of his complicated inner thoughts; she cooperated with him to complete the day's English Task, and fished out the physics and biology test papers she had shoved into her desk compartment yesterday, which had pitifully few red checkmarks and miserable scores.

Isn't there a problem-explaining Task? Come on! I've even got the Prop ready!

Jiang Yinian: "..."

Thus, during the ten-minute break, he pocketed another 100 in Financial Aid.

The third and fourth periods in the morning were self-study, and Xie Yang took out all the test papers she couldn't bear to look at, spreading them across the desk with a heroic posture that said, "Bring it on! I don't know any of these," helping Jiang Yinian grind another wave of Tasks.

When they went to eat lunch at noon, she took out her meal card with a smile: "Deskmate, thank you for sacrificing your precious study time to explain problems to me, you've worked hard! Shall I treat you to lunch?"

Glancing at the several hundred in Financial Aid that had arrived in his account today, Jiang Yinian: "..."

Setting aside the "life-saving grace" from the morning, shouldn't he be the one to treat her to this meal anyway?