Chapter 345: Campus Academic System (17)

The group of lackeys felt like crying but had no tears.

Why on earth did they have to be so short-sighted as to start a small group chat for a video conference!

Not only did they start it, but they also got overheard by their parents; now they were stuck being sent to this "study concentration camp" every weekend.

"Sister Yang, why have you suddenly become obsessed with studying?" Cheng Zixin sat down beside Xie Yang and asked, puzzled. "You weren't like this before."

The old Sister Yang was even less fond of studying than any of them.

Unless it was game guides or anime merchandise, they had never seen her flip through a book or anything of the sort. She didn't even know where she'd thrown her high school textbooks.

If only Sister Yang were still like she used to be; then they wouldn't have to come here and suffer.

Xie Yang gave him a faint smile. "I'm not obsessed; I've just had an epiphany. Last week, I suddenly had a dream. I dreamt that if we don't work hard, we'll end up in a miserable state in the future."

"..."

Sister Yang was starting to tell stories again.

"This isn't a story; it's the real future."

Xie Yang's expression turned stern as she swept her gaze over the lackeys:

"Are you all planning to just coast until graduation and then study abroad? But have you ever thought about it? If we're at the bottom of the barrel here in the country, what will we actually learn abroad? Just mess around for another three, four, or five years, and then come back to inherit the family business?

People say a half-full bottle rattles; we don't even have half a bottle. Are you really confident you can take up the baton of the family business?

While our parents are alive, they can still hold the fort and cover for us, but what happens when they're gone? Hand it over to a professional manager? You'd still need to understand some financial knowledge, or aren't you afraid of being fooled and then driven to bankruptcy?"

Cheng Zixin and the others listened, completely stunned.

Their parents had said these things to them before, but they had never taken them to heart.

Xie Yang stoked the fire further, saying quietly, "Returning home smoothly to inherit the family business is the best-case scenario. What I fear is dying in a foreign land..."

"Ah? Wh-why?"

Xie Yang counted off on her fingers: "Just like here at home, you skip class to go to all sorts of shady places, spend money recklessly, and end up being treated like a fat sheep. They lure us into gambling dens and drug dens. Once we're addicted, they don't even need to lure us; we'll find ways to beg our families for money to keep gambling and using, becoming neither human nor ghost. Ah Xin here even nearly became a father by accident and had to pay five million dollars for it..."

"!!!"

The lackeys all gasped in unison.

After a long while, someone said weakly, "But this was just a dream..."

Xie Yang nodded. "Luckily, it was just a dream. But who's to say it isn't a warning for us? If you keep messing around like before, can you guarantee that what happened in the dream won't come true?"

"..."

It seemed they couldn't.

Because they really did have the idea of going abroad to live it up for a few years before coming back to inherit the family business.

"Sister Yang, then what should we do? Should we not go abroad? But with our grades, what kind of university can we even get into in this country?"

"There's no need to give up eating for fear of choking. But from this moment on, you need to prepare for going abroad. For example, you need to get a grip on English; don't rely on having a translator and think you don't need to learn. What if your translator and your wallet both get stolen? You wouldn't even be able to borrow a phone to ask your family for help. Also, look into more knowledge related to studying abroad, and learn some tricks to prevent fraud, scams, and villains in advance. Don't just go abroad blind."

"In short, as long as we are fully prepared, studying abroad isn't that bad. From Monday to Friday, everyone is to attend classes seriously at school; no more skipping class. On weekends, come here to study with me."

"..."

That sounded so troublesome and exhausting that it would be better not to go abroad at all!

"If you don't go abroad, you have to study even more! You don't want to use a worthless International High School diploma to inherit the family business, do you?"

Xie Yang gave the lackeys a look for them to ponder on their own, then picked up her phone and sent a voice message asking Jiang Yinian where he was.

He didn't have to tutor that eccentric student anymore and was free during the day on weekends. They had agreed on one o'clock in the afternoon; why hadn't he arrived yet?

"Did you not find it? Stay where you are, send me your location, and I'll come down to get you."

"No need, I'll be there in a moment," Jiang Yinian replied.

He had arrived ten minutes ago, but just as he was about to enter the residential complex, he was blocked by his cousin.

Jiang Diwu was still resentful that he hadn't gotten the money that day and had instead been kicked and lost six hundred yuan.

It was only because of Xie Yang's freakishly strong combat ability, and the fact that he had secretly inquired and learned that there really was a big sister-in-charge in Xinrong District who was not only fierce in a fight but also had a very solid background, that he knew they couldn't afford to offend her.

His group of brothers had advised him to just let it go, as they hadn't really lost much anyway.

But how could Jiang Diwu be willing to give up?

Aside from taking a kick, they hadn't really lost any money, but he had lost six hundred!

And that wasn't all! Afterward, treating his brothers to Hot Pot had cost him another five hundred and sixty.

The living expenses his family gave him were never enough to begin with, which was why he had thought of finding Jiang Yinian to get some money. In the end, he hadn't gained any advantage and had instead lost over a thousand. It was all that hateful Jiang Yinian's fault!

Therefore, upon meeting Jiang Yinian just now, Jiang Diwu's eyes were practically spitting fire.

He blocked the other's path with a slouching, insolent air: "Yo! Isn't this my cousin who's so brilliant at his studies? What are you doing here? Is this a place you can come to?"

Jiang Yinian ignored him and pushed his bicycle to the side.

But Jiang Diwu grabbed the back seat of the bicycle with a wicked grin.

"Want to leave? First—"

Jiang Yinian glanced at him. "No matter how much I earn, it's my own money. What does that have to do with you?"

"Ha! What does it have to do with me? You tell me if it has anything to do with me! If Grandma wasn't so biased, my family would have already been living in a lake-view flat, just waiting for the demolition compensation!"

Jiang Yinian sneered. "Your parents forced Grandma to sell my family's house to lend to your family to buy a flat, and because Grandma didn't agree, she became biased? Fine, I need money too; why don't you sell your house and lend it to me!"

"You!"

Jiang Diwu couldn't win the argument, so he raised his hand to hit him.

Jiang Yinian didn't want to waste time on this jerk, so he took the opportunity to regain control of the bicycle, swung his long legs, and rode into the complex.

Jiang Diwu chased after him but was stopped by the security guard.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

Jiang Diwu pointed at the retreating back and stomped his feet: "He's not from this complex either; he can get in, so why can't I?"

"He is a friend specifically mentioned by our resident, and he has already been entered into the system in advance. Which household are you going to? Have the resident come get you or give us a call to let us know."

"..."

Jiang Diwu was so angry his teeth itched; he turned around and called his mother:

"Mom! Jiang Yinian is bullying me!"

"That brat doesn't want to live anymore! How dare he bully my precious! Where is your grandmother? Is she dead? Watching you get bullied and doing nothing? I'm going to go settle the score with that old hag!"

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Diwu cast a triumphant glance in the direction where Jiang Yinian had disappeared, thinking to himself, let's see you be arrogant now! If you won't give me twelve hundred, I'll just have my mom go ask Grandma for it! Hmph!