Chapter 372: Let's Hurt Each Other

"Yujing, West Station, we have arrived. Passengers, please take your belongings with you, keep your Mobile Phone, wallet, and other valuables safe, and disembark in an orderly fashion..."

Zhang Suannai blinked, snapping out of her daze. She looked at the platform in the night light outside the window; the city in the distance was brightly lit, and a sliver of white had already appeared in the east. She had actually sat there from late night until morning.

The carriage became noisy as passengers stood up from their seats one after another, crowding into the aisle and pushing toward the doors.

No idea what they are in such a rush for...

Zhang Suannai remained seated and only then opened Feixin.

The Personal Disciple group chat had already exploded.

There were also private messages from Sixth Senior Sister.

Sixth Senior Sister: 60""

Sixth Senior Sister: 60""

Sixth Senior Sister: 59""

Sixth Senior Sister has initiated a video call with you.

The other party has hung up.

Sixth Senior Sister has initiated a voice call with you.

The other party has hung up.

Sixth Senior Sister: Pick up.

Sixth Senior Sister: Pick up the phone, you!

? What are you playing dead for?

Sixth Senior Sister: 60""

Sixth Senior Sister: 32""

Strange, I haven't even clicked on them yet, so why does it feel like I've already heard them?

Zhang Suannai wore a look of confusion.

She then clicked on them and held them to her ear to listen carefully.

It was exactly as it had played in her mind.

"Hehehe..."

Zhang Suannai let out a silly laugh, not feeling the slightest bit hurt by the scolding.

On the contrary, the harsher she was scolded, the happier she felt.

She listened while sitting in her seat, listened while walking down the aisle, listened from the carriage all the way to the platform, and listened while exiting the station. After she finished listening, the subway hadn't arrived yet, so Zhang Suannai happily clicked on the first message again, intending to listen to it once more.

Such beautiful language, such a profound and vast culture.

Shengzu is truly a great talent.

She boarded the subway and looked at the group messages again.

She scrolled down from the very top.

It really is lively.

The fellow disciples were full of warmth and kindness; every sentence was profound and struck right at her heart—who said Sword Sect Disciples lacked culture? Even literary masters might not be able to string such witty remarks together! Who said the Sword Sect lacked warmth? Could this atmosphere exist in other sects?

Apart from the Sword Master, who didn't know how to use a smartphone, only two people hadn't spoken in the group.

One was Zhang Suannai.

The other was Sixth Senior Sister.

Even the other protagonist, Seventh Senior Brother, had been chatting happily in the group, though he only chatted during the first half; he didn't appear in the second half. The dividing line between the two was a half-finished message sent by Seventh Senior Brother. For some reason, a dignified Seven-Tier Peak Cultivator couldn't even finish typing a message.

"Hehehe..."

She long-pressed and forwarded it to the various generations of Inner Sect Disciple and Outer Sect Disciple groups of the Sword Sect. It was a mere lift of a finger; happiness does not diminish by sharing, it only increases.

Zhang Suannai picked up her half-finished soda, got off the subway, and walked toward the school.

The sky gradually brightened, the morning light faint.

The sound of rolling shutters clattered, echoing endlessly in the air. The breakfast stalls by the roadside emitted steam, carrying the fragrance of steamed buns. In the cool, crisp morning, the world was waking up at this moment; no wonder people say the plan for the day lies in the morning.

Zhang Suannai's mood improved as well.

As for what happened before tonight?

Sorry, this is a brand new day, and naturally, Zhang Suannai is a brand new Zhang Suannai.

"Beep beep beep..."

The Dormitory was quiet, and neither of her two roommates had woken up.

Only Taozi was awake.

Zhang Suannai lightened her footsteps and went straight back to her room.

With nothing to do and unable to sleep despite being happy, she simply opened her computer, plugged in her storage drive, and revised her completed thesis once more.

The graduation defense was in March, and it was already February. That blockheaded advisor was urging her tightly; many classmates had sent their theses to him last week, and most were sent back with many faults picked out.

You'd think they were writing master's or doctoral theses.

At the same time, once the defense was over, she would be considered graduated, and there would be a pile of things to get busy with afterward.

There was also the matter of advancing to the Seventh Stage, which was the most imminent.

Actually, when she was charging at the Spirit Lock this time, Zhang Suannai had already faintly felt that as long as she gritted her teeth and put in a little more effort at the final moment, she might have been able to break through the Spirit Lock in one go. But she gave up at the last moment. Because she had gotten three Beast Pills from her master, and one was still left, and she didn't believe Chen Shu could succeed on the first try, so she planned to stop and stabilize herself, then use the third Beast Pill to advance in a few days.

This would allow her Spirit Sea to be strengthened a bit more before the advancement, and perhaps she would be a tiny bit stronger after advancing.

The Sword Sect is still very traditional, and also superstitious about tradition.

At the time, she thought that, in any case, Sixth Senior Sister was guarding her.

Never expected...

In short, she regretted it deeply.

Who should I look for now?

The teachers in the academy are either from the Sword Sect or have been infiltrated by the Sword Sect; they cannot be trusted. I could look for my roommates, but if I have another episode, she would rather suffer social death in the sect again than let her goddess roommate see the scene of her shouting "I am a dog" and barking like one.

In that case...

Only my little sister can be trusted.

Zhang Suannai made up her mind.

At this moment, there was already the sound of doors opening outside; both roommates had gotten up. She ran to the doorway to peek, greeted them, and seeing them walk into the bathroom one after another to start washing up, she returned to the bedroom, held a ruler against the computer screen, and continued to fix her thesis formatting.

A moment later—

The little girl came behind her, brushing her teeth while staring at her operation.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Suannai put down the ruler, turned to look at the little girl, blinked, and lowered her voice: "Has your brother-in-law started to break through to the Seventh Stage? How is the situation? Tell me, and I will buy you potatoes for a week straight, with no repeats every day."

"Why are you using a ruler to measure?" The little girl stopped her toothbrush, still staring at her computer screen, and finally asked indistinctly.

"I'm fixing the format; I need to align it."

"..."

The little girl's toothbrush started moving again, and she turned and left.

Yujing Academy.

Chen Shu walked out of his room, yawning and stretching, greeting his two roommates:

"Morning."

"Morning."

Meng Chunqiu looked up: "Brother Chen, nice hairstyle."

"Hmm?"

Chen Shu reached up and touched the top of his head.

It did seem a bit messy.

Chen Shu didn't mind, walked to the bathroom to wash up, and only stood straight to look in the mirror after finishing.

When he was a child, his face was quite round too, not as much as Chen Banxia's, but not far off—a chubby face, chubby eyes, truly cute. After growing up, it had more sharp angles instead, aligning with Chen Jiaoshou, and his looks had declined slightly.

"But still handsome."

Chen Shu talked to himself, rubbing his chin.

His hair was last cut by Qingqing; he thought it was good, so he deliberately slowed down his hair's growth rate, but it had still grown long by now. He had showered before sleeping last night, and after waking up, it had become like a bird's nest.

"Even messy, I'm this handsome."

Chen Shu shook his head; how is anyone else supposed to live?

He smoothed his hair again, not intending to wash it a second time; since he was already the best in the world, he would let it be his only flaw.

Chen Shu returned to his room to get a duck-billed cap, put it on his head, and then took his books and went out with Brother Meng and Brother Jiang to welcome this brand-new day.

First, go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

The place they were having class today happened to be on the way, and as the three of them passed through the Commercial Street, they did attract some gazes.

During this period, the printing shops in the school were doing exceptionally well; many fifth-year seniors were crowded inside or walking out, rolling up their printed graduation theses and walking in groups toward different directions.

"When is the defense?" Chen Shu asked.

"Our school is usually next month," Meng Chunqiu said. "They should be taking them to the teachers for inspection, needing to fix the format and finalize them in advance."

"So that's how it is."

Chen Shu remembered that Chen Banxia seemed to be defending next month too.

However, Chen Banxia was very arrogant and didn't take it to heart at all. On one hand, she relied on her mentor, who was the Dean of the academy and a big shot in the academic world; when the time came, her mentor would naturally perform a 'Sword Opening Heaven Gate' for her. On the other hand, her own strength was solid; just while in college, she had improved many traditional medicinal formulas and prescriptions, and her own personal achievements were more than enough to earn a Doctoral Degree from Yujing Academy; it was basically a done deal.

Zhang Suannai, that academic failure, was the one having a headache.

Hearing from the little girl, she didn't even know how to use document editing software and was using a ruler to fix the format.

"Tsk tsk..."

It was estimated that Brother Jiang would be about the same in the future.

Chen Shu suddenly felt some emotion and said: "This is the last semester, right? Thinking about it now, the day I entered school as a freshman feels like yesterday."

"Yeah, this time next year, you and Brother Jiang will be about the same as them, busy with graduation defenses and busy leaving school." Meng Chunqiu was also stirred by him into a sentimentality that had been suppressed for a year. "I really am a bit reluctant."

"Brother Meng, you still have to study for..."

"I'll skip to the third year next year and strive to graduate the year after," Meng Chunqiu said. "Once you guys are gone, there's no point in me staying at school alone."

"What about Brother Jiang? The plans Brother Jiang made before can't be used now, right?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Lai nodded then and said: "I'll finish the Martial King Tournament first. The research institute said they can provide me with an internship certificate, and the Imperial Family also said they can help me, so I probably won't go out to find an internship job like the classmates in my class."

"Working at a research institute! Not bad, not bad!"

"About that..."

Jiang Lai had lived with them for more than three years, and his skin had thickened a little bit; at least when saying such things in front of them, he wouldn't blush anymore.

Arriving at an intersection, the three of them parted ways.

Chen Shu walked toward a Teaching Building covered in ivy.

The first class today was still "Moral Cultivation".

Now the teacher was lecturing more and more deeply, having gradually risen from moral education to the realm of philosophical discussion.

Chen Shu still didn't have much desire to listen, only taking out his Mobile Phone to chat with Qingqing, telling her his hair had grown long again, letting her prepare and learn a new hairstyle she liked online, and he would just happen to earn twenty yuan from her again.

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