Three People Walking Together

Before Zhao Rui could react, Xiao Tiantian in the front row had already twisted around and glared furiously at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan sighed, reached out and grabbed Xiao Xue's ponytail in the row ahead, then gave it a hard tug.

He shouted, "Why didn't you prepare a roujiamo for me?!"

"Are you trying to die?! Yang Fan, are you ever going to stop being annoying?!"

The girl, dressed in a fitted school uniform that radiated youthful energy, immediately spun around and swung her palm at Yang Fan.

"Ow, you really hit me? Sure enough, women are all heartless!"

Yang Fan's mouth was so foul that it made people want to slap him twice.

Zhao Rui watched Yang Fan act like a cheap clown with a smile, but he could not help sighing softly inside.

Even without the system, simply returning to his youth was already the happiest thing in the world.

Flowers did not stay red for a hundred days, and no one could be young twice!

If one did not live freely while young, was one supposed to wait until old age and regret one's life?

Zhao Rui's state of mind shifted somehow. He felt a slight swelling in his Dantian, and his true qi had clearly grown much fuller.

"Quiet down, class is starting!"

After the noise continued for only a short while, the Math Teacher walked in from the door carrying his textbooks and stepped onto the platform.

"Today, we'll continue reviewing elliptical curvature calculations. This type of problem is mandatory on the Gaokao, so listen carefully and take good notes."

The clamor gradually died down, though a trace of noise remained. It was still far quieter than yesterday's History Class.

After all, the Math Teacher was a man. There was no flower-protecting master escorting him from start to finish.

Zhao Rui circulated his cultivation, gathered qi in his ears, listened carefully to the teacher's explanation, and diligently took notes.

No matter when, the more knowledge one learned, the more one possessed.

Besides, the Gaokao was still ahead.

Yang Fan knew Zhao Rui studied seriously. After fooling around for a while, he and Xiao Xue called a truce and lowered their heads to read e-books.

For those who wanted to study, a morning passed like a white colt flashing through a crack, gone in an instant.

For students who did not want to study, it was simply like living through years in a day.

Especially on the eve of the Gaokao, some students knew they had no hope of passing and had already given up. Their minds were not on studying at all.

That was one reason for the class's chaotic discipline.

First High had originally been a good school, but several years ago, a particularly terrible violent incident had occurred, causing many casualties.

First High's reputation had plummeted, and it had never returned to the ranks of top high schools.

"Zhao Rui, wait for me!"

During the noon break, Zhao Rui and Yang Fan were walking shoulder to shoulder toward the cafeteria when a girl called out from behind them.

"Someone's looking for you again, damn it!"

Yang Fan rolled his eyes and said listlessly.

Zhao Rui turned around and saw Bai Xuening walking quickly toward them.

"Zhao Rui, you promised about this afternoon's practical combat class!"

Bai Xuening tucked back the loose strands by her temple. A faint fragrance drifted through the sunlight, refreshing to the heart and mind.

"Uh, didn't we agree on tonight?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback.

"Won't practical combat class work?"

Bai Xuening asked.

"I want to spar with Cui Jian during practical combat class. The exam's coming up."

Zhao Rui answered honestly.

"Oh... then, then all right. I'll wait for you after class!"

"Mm!"

Zhao Rui nodded in agreement.

After saying that, Bai Xuening did not linger and quickly left the two of them.

"Tonight? Hehe, confess everything!"

Yang Fan grinned at Zhao Rui in a bizarrely suggestive tone.

"What are you thinking? She asked me to be her sparring partner."

"A sparring partner? The kind in bed?"

"Do you think Bai Xuening can't hear that from this distance?"

As Zhao Rui spoke, he raised his head and looked ahead.

Yang Fan jumped in fright and immediately bolted toward the classroom building. He did not even dare look back, moving so fast that he had clearly used martial arts.

Bai Xuening stopped chasing, her pretty face flushed crimson. She looked at Zhao Rui with a frosty expression and said, "I'm definitely beating him up today!"

Yang Fan's words had truly gone too far. Zhao Rui could not be bothered stopping her. Since Yang Fan had no filter on his mouth, he deserved a beating.

After speaking, Bai Xuening was still unable to suppress her anger and used Lightness Skill to chase after him toward the classroom building.

The two of them raced through the crowd at high speed, as dashing and swift as in a martial arts movie, drawing endless astonishment from students in the ordinary classes.

"Martial Arts Students! I'm so jealous!"

"Exactly. Too bad we don't have the talent."

"I heard there's a kind of Gene Therapy that can give ordinary people the talent to practice martial arts."

"That must cost a fortune, right? We might as well hope some grandfather gives us a peerless martial arts manual!"

"Sigh!"

In the cafeteria, Zhao Rui had gotten his meal and had barely eaten for a while when he saw Yang Fan limping over with his tray.

"That woman hits way too hard!"

As Yang Fan spoke, he looked around warily, afraid Bai Xuening would appear again.

"What are your plans? You really aren't going to review?"

Zhao Rui changed the subject and asked casually.

"Review what? My dad found me a private college. As long as we pay, I can get in. I'll get a diploma, then take over the family business after graduation! Hehe!"

Yang Fan spoke with complete nonchalance. His family was in business and had a modest amount of money.

His talent was average, and he had no interest in martial arts. All he wanted was a diploma and the life of a spoiled second-generation rich kid.

He did not seek great wealth or honor, only modest prosperity and contentment.

He was extremely relaxed about it.

Seeing how carefree he was, Zhao Rui honestly felt a little envious.

The things one was born with were the things that brought the greatest happiness.

Without the system, even if he had awakened the worldly wisdom of his past life, he would probably still have been an unremarkable martial artist in this unfamiliar world.

At most, he could have passed the civil service exam and lived a comfortable, moderately well-off life.

"You really need to study hard!"

Yang Fan said with rare seriousness.

"Oh? It's rare for you to care about someone this much!"

Zhao Rui laughed.

"So you can work for me after graduation!"

"..."

How could a dog ever change its habit of eating shit?

There was no such thing in this world as taking a beating for nothing.

After lunch, Zhao Rui went straight to the training room. There was a meditation chamber there where one could cultivate in meditation or simply rest.

At one-thirty in the afternoon, Zhao Rui pushed open the meditation chamber door and entered the training room. Seven or eight other students came out with him.

With the Gaokao approaching, every student aspiring to attend university was working as hard as they could.

That afternoon was practical combat training as usual.

Zhao Rui and Cui Jian separately applied for a one-on-one sparring session.

With the exam close at hand, the teacher did not force them too much and simply granted their request.

Bai Xuening wanted to wedge herself in, but Zhao Rui was eager to test the panel's function and could not spare attention for the little girl's aggrieved expression.

After sparring for the entire afternoon, the Taihang Thirteen Palms progress on the system panel had reached thirty percent.

Even so, Zhao Rui still felt it was far too slow.

He discussed it with Cui Jian and suggested finding a place to continue their extra training that night, so they would not need to worry about the exam syllabus.

Cui Jian was a Martial Arts Maniac himself. How could he possibly refuse?

When class ended, the two picked up their backpacks and hurried out.

Bai Xuening had gotten there first and was waiting on the path, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhao Rui without saying a word.

Looking at the little girl in white, pure as snow, Zhao Rui said helplessly, "Come along, come along. Three people walking together, and one of them is bound to get me wet!"

Bai Xuening immediately blossomed into a smile and happily moved closer.

End of this chapter