A Person in Advanced Nurturing High School Just Wants to Drop Out: Part 2

Therefore, he wouldn't go too far, keeping it within the realm of civil disputes. Criminal matters were absolutely off-limits.

Ideally, the police wouldn't need to be involved. A few minor disciplinary actions for violating school rules would suffice. If enough of these small infractions accumulated, they could be combined into a "painless expulsion" – a grand farewell gift of being kicked out.

Moreover, he would try his best not to implicate innocent people.

Even if he had to "break the rules," he would prioritize targeting those disgusting, trashy individuals as his "criminal targets," preferably taking them down with him.

This way, his conscience would be clear, and he might even feel a sense of satisfaction.

Even if innocent people were involved, he would first ensure the situation remained salvageable and find ways to compensate them doubly afterward.

After all, he wasn't a bad person; he just wanted to graduate.

2. Erupt! Salted Fish Eyes Hiding Dark Power

And so, Bai Lan enrolled in Advanced Nurturing High School and boarded the bus to the school.

Advanced Nurturing High School was built on an artificial island not far from the mainland, connected by a single sea bridge.

But the problem was...

The next stop was the final destination – the school. So why were there still so many "adults" on the bus?

Could they all be school staff preparing to work on campus?

But then, there were several elderly people who looked like they had long since retired.

Wait.

Another one just got on.

Bai Lan watched as an old woman boarded the bus.

His intuition told him something was amiss.

"Is anyone going to give up their seat for the elderly lady?" a standing person asked loudly at the opportune moment.

Some people turned their heads away, pretending to look at the scenery or at something else, feigning ignorance.

Others seemed oblivious, continuing to sit comfortably.

A few began to fidget, shifting uncomfortably on their seats, glancing at the old woman and then at others, seemingly hoping someone would step up and end this struggle between conscience and self-interest.

Bai Lan's intuition told him this was some kind of "test."

The initiator of the test was clearly the peculiar Advanced Nurturing High School he was about to attend, a school rumored to enjoy conducting "social simulations."

However...

"What a great opportunity!"

Bai Lan wasn't willing to miss any chance to demonstrate his moral standing to the school.

The merit competition begins now!

Watch me score three points right off the bat!

Bai Lan immediately stood up from his seat.

Seeing Bai Lan stand up, most of those struggling with their conscience breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a young man also started to stand up.

But before he could fully extend his legs, upon "noticing" Bai Lan standing, he immediately put on an expression of "You beat me to it, I'll let you have it this time" and sat back down.

He hadn't sacrificed anything and had gained the reputation of being "helpful" for free. What's not to love?

With this thought, the young man's lips curled into a smile, proud of his own cleverness while secretly mocking the honest person who had just gained merit at his expense.

To this, Bai Lan merely offered a smile befitting his persona as a bright and cheerful young man.

Seeing this smile, many girls couldn't help but blush slightly, secretly planning to find an opportunity to get to know him and become friends.

It wasn't about whether he was handsome; it was primarily about his noble character.

However, they were disappointed.

He did intend to give up his seat, but not his own.

Bai Lan walked over, grabbed the collar of the boy who had just sat down, and lifted him out of the seat.

Under the boy's bewildered gaze, he placed him to the side.

Then, he pulled the old woman to the vacated seat and gently pressed her down to sit.

After completing these actions, he swaggered back to his original position.

At this point, the boy Bai Lan had lifted up finally couldn't help but shout, "What are you doing?!"

Bai Lan turned his head, a look of confusion on his face. "Huh? Didn't you just look like you were annoyed that someone else got the good deed? I know, you actually wanted to give up your seat but were too embarrassed. I get it, it's fine, I helped you out."

With that, he waved his hand, acting as if it was all his duty and no thanks were necessary, and returned to his seat.

While his words sounded reasonable, a beautiful act of "mutual fulfillment," in reality, almost everyone could tell that Bai Lan's tone lacked any genuine compassion.

The boy who lost his seat looked at the old woman sitting in his spot, then at Bai Lan, wanting to say something.

"What? Am I misunderstanding? You stood up just now, not really wanting to give up your seat, but just to put on a show? Or perhaps you were thinking of peeking at the cleavage of the OL sister in front of you?"

The boy immediately panicked, nervously looking at the person in the seat in front of his original seat.

Indeed, a mature woman wearing a professional skirt suit was sitting in that seat, her collar revealing a valley that couldn't be fully hidden...

"What are you looking at?" the woman in the OL suit reacted, quickly covering her chest with her hand.

The boy quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no! Don't misunderstand, I just wanted to give up my seat."

"That's right! Everyone's happy!"

After speaking, his eyes darted around, and he glanced at the surveillance camera on the ceiling of the bus.

Then, Bai Lan used his handsome face to make a punchable expression, drawing an "8" with his index fingers.

"Perfect!"

In the strange atmosphere, the bus soon arrived at its destination – the entrance of Advanced Nurturing High School.

After getting off, Bai Lan walked towards the classroom.

First Year, Class D.

When Bai Lan arrived, the classroom was already quite lively.

Bai Lan glanced at the seating chart.

Then, he walked straight to the last row, to the window seat, and then...

"Classmate, are you sure this seat is yours?" Bai Lan asked.

Sitting in the last row by the window was a boy with Salted Fish Eyes.

The boy with Salted Fish Eyes looked confused at Bai Lan's question.

"Did I sit in the wrong place? That shouldn't be right... Wait a moment, I'll confirm."

After speaking, the boy with Salted Fish Eyes stood up and looked at the seating chart.

After the boy with Salted Fish Eyes stood up, Bai Lan very naturally sat down in the vacated seat.

Bai Lan looked around at his classmates.

Several idiots were gathered together, loudly discussing lewd topics, completely ignoring the girls next to them.

Arrogant brothers who were narcissistic and looked down on everyone.

Fashionable girls who formed cliques and then went to argue with the lewd group.

Socially anxious individuals hiding in the corners, trembling.

All sorts of people.

He noticed that there were quite a few beautiful girls in their class.

Nearly half of them could be considered beautiful.

Some of them were even high quality.

The aloof ice queen type.

The popular girl type.

The cute little animal type.

The sweet angel type.

He'd thought a little, and it was tiring.

Bai Lan yawned, then laid down and slept.

After a short while.

Knock knock~

Bai Lan heard someone knocking on his desk.

Bai Lan turned his head to look.

It was still that boy with Salted Fish Eyes.

Bai Lan returned a look: "Something wrong?"

The boy with Salted Fish Eyes: "I've confirmed it, this is my seat."

Although Bai Lan had seen the seating chart, he had only glanced at it. He hadn't actually found his own seat, so the seat he was currently occupying was most likely the boy with Salted Fish Eyes'.

The reason Bai Lan did this was:

First, he genuinely liked this seat.

Second, he wanted to stir up some trouble.

This would leave a terrible impression on the classmates present.