Thirty Thousand (Seeking Collection)

High school Class Nine Martial Arts classroom.

On the electronic blackboard at the back of the classroom, the rankings for the four martial arts events of this final exam were already displayed.

[1st Place: Li Zhichao 355 points]

[2nd Place: Jiang Ye 330 points]

[3rd Place: Xu Sisi 315 points]

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"Brother Jiang, congratulations!"

Tao Xiaogang, Xia Qing, and others came to congratulate him, "You got second place in the entire class."

Jiang Ye looked at them and smiled, "Congratulations to you all as well for making it into the top thirty this time."

There were a total of one hundred people in the class.

The top thirty were already considered to be in the upper-middle tier.

Tao Xiaogang scratched his head and smiled, "I also have to thank Brother Jiang. If it weren't for your guidance in the fourth assessment, I wouldn't have gotten such high scores."

In the usual virtual assessments, he only managed to get 20 or 30 points at most.

This time, he had scored a full 50 points.

Xia Qing and the others had also scored over forty points.

Even though it was only a twenty-point difference, it was enough to surpass more than ten ranks.

If this were the college entrance examination, twenty points would be enough to eliminate hundreds of thousands of people.

"Then you all need to work harder," Jiang Ye said with a smile. "Don't let your rankings drop when the next semester starts."

"Haha, we will."

As they were chatting, Chen Zilu, wearing a simple white dress and white lace socks, walked into the classroom.

"Everyone has seen the results of this final exam."

Chen Zilu had a cool and detached demeanor. She spoke calmly from the stage, commenting on and summarizing the results of the assessment.

Ten minutes passed in a flash.

Chen Zilu didn't waste too much time. After a brief conclusion, she said, "Jiang Ye, Li Zhichao, the two of you come to my office."

With that, she walked out of the classroom with her long legs.

Everyone knew that the semester was over and began packing their things to go home.

"A Ye, what did the teacher call you two for?" Wen Yuehui asked Jiang Ye curiously.

"It might be about our grades." Jiang Ye was also a little confused, but he had another guess in his heart.

A moment later, in Chen Zilu's office.

"I have something to inform you about."

Chen Zilu looked at the two boys in front of her and smiled, "In a month, the school is holding a trial. Do you want to participate?"

"In a month, during the summer break?" Jiang Ye was a little surprised.

He had guessed it was about a trial.

But he hadn't expected it to be so soon.

Li Zhichao frowned, "Don't ordinary classes only have one spot for the trial? Both of us can participate?"

Chen Zilu said calmly, "Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. As long as you are outstanding enough, the school is not opposed to making exceptions."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye's heart stirred.

He guessed that Chen Zilu had likely specifically applied to the school for a spot for him.

Chen Zilu continued, "This trial is the lowest level trial. Anyone who has mastered the Star Martial Cultivation Method can participate, and it will be held within the school."

"However, if you have only mastered the cultivation method, the probability of passing the trial is very low."

"If you fail the trial, there are also certain risks. Although there won't be any danger to your life, it might affect your future cultivation."

After her speech, both Jiang Ye and Li Zhichao fell silent.

The trial would also have risks!

However, they were not surprised.

As long as it was a trial, there would always be risks. Otherwise, why would it be called a trial?

Chen Zilu said, "This is your only chance. If you've decided to participate, tell me now."

As soon as she finished speaking.

Jiang Ye and Li Zhichao said in unison, "I'll participate."

Chen Zilu nodded, not surprised.

"Li Zhichao, you can go back now. Jiang Ye, stay for a moment."

"Yes."

Li Zhichao glanced at Jiang Ye and turned to leave.

Jiang Ye, on the other hand, looked at Chen Zilu and asked, "Teacher, is there anything else?"

Chen Zilu waved her hand and threw a disc-shaped object towards the wall.

With a "hiss," the object stuck to the wall.

It was a soundproofing device.

After doing this, Chen Zilu finally looked at Jiang Ye.

"Not bad, going from 25th to 2nd place in one semester." Her eyes curved into a smile, incredibly charming.

Chen Zilu was indeed very beautiful, cold yet radiant, far surpassing any woman Jiang Ye had ever met. Even Zhao Qingli from Class 1 couldn't compare.

It could only be said that the Martial Arts Heavenly Ladder had good taste.

"It's because my teacher teaches well," Jiang Ye said honestly.

"You, always so humble."

Chen Zilu spoke, her gaze growing more appreciative.

Jiang Ye's performance this time had also exceeded her expectations.

She had introduced Jiang Ye to Zhang Jianwu before, thinking that if Jiang Ye could make it into the top ten, it would be enough to prove his excellence.

She hadn't expected him to directly charge into the top two.

This matter also brought her honor.

Chen Zilu took a paper bag from her drawer and said, "Take this. It's for nutritional supplements when you get back."

Jiang Ye took the paper bag and opened it, finding thirty thousand yuan inside.

"Teacher, this is..."

He looked at Chen Zilu in astonishment.

The poverty scholarship for second place was only ten thousand, and it wouldn't be disbursed until his third year of high school.

Thirty thousand yuan? He wasn't even first place, so why was he eligible for so much?

"I made a bet with Director Zhang."

Chen Zilu chuckled and said, "I bet you would pass this trial, so don't disappoint me."

Jiang Ye's eyes widened in surprise.

So, this thirty thousand yuan was a 'sponsorship' from his teacher?

"Teacher, isn't thirty thousand too much? You need to cultivate too." Jiang Ye never accepted help from others for no reason.

Especially when it involved money, he had to be cautious.

"I'm a teacher, I don't lack this money."

Chen Zilu looked at him. "But you're different."

"This month, you need to go all out to improve if you want any hope of passing the trial a month from now."

"During this time, you need to consume Martial Arts ingredients daily to increase your chances of passing the trial," she said, her voice crisp.

Jiang Ye was inwardly startled.

Hearing her say that, the difficulty of this trial might be much higher than he had imagined.

Chen Zilu crossed her right leg, revealing a section of her slender, jade-like leg beneath her skirt, fair and delicate.

She spoke at a leisurely pace:

"Martial Arts nutritional supplements come in many types. To improve quickly, you need to choose high-quality ones, such as Tiger Gallbladder, Whale Eye, and so on."

"These are extremely expensive. The thirty thousand yuan is for your nutritional supplements."

"Lastly, this money is a loan from me. You'll have to pay it back later."

Chen Zilu smiled slightly at Jiang Ye, her small foot swinging gently, looking a bit playful.

Jiang Ye said, "I'll pay you back when the third-year poverty scholarship comes through, or when I earn money from the trial."

"We'll talk about it after you graduate from high school. It's only thirty thousand yuan; I'm not short of that kind of money right now."

Chen Zilu waved her hand, emphasizing again that she wasn't short of money.

Jiang Ye felt a little helpless.

How rich was this person? She didn't even care about thirty thousand yuan?

Did she own a mine or something?

After a moment of silence, he solemnly bowed. "Thank you, teacher."

Jiang Ye understood clearly in his heart.

Whether it was the bet Chen Zilu mentioned or her insistence on repayment, it was all for the sake of his pride.

Some help is charity.

And some help is truly offering shelter from the rain.

Having lived two lives, Jiang Ye understood these things clearly and was naturally even more grateful.

Chen Zilu smiled faintly.

"Oh, right. Ancheng might not be very safe for the next while, so try to stay home during your break," she suddenly said.

Not very safe?

A thought flashed through Jiang Ye's mind. Could it be because of the 'Shadow Calamity'?

Chen Zilu continued, "If anything comes up, look for me on WeChat. My WeChat ID is czl23060901000."

Jiang Ye hesitated for a moment and said, "Teacher, do you have a phone number? I'll buy a communicator to contact you then; cell phones are too expensive."

Chen Zilu glanced at him, took a watch out of her drawer, and said, "Here, use my communicator watch for now. You can contact me on this too."

"Okay."

At this point, Jiang Ye didn't stand on ceremony and took the watch.

"Teacher, I'm heading back now."

"Mm, go on back."

Chen Zilu waved her hand.

Jiang Ye nodded and turned to leave the office.

However, before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and looked back at Chen Zilu.

A panel appeared.

When Jiang Ye saw the two lines of text that materialized above Chen Zilu's head, his heart suddenly leaped in shock.

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