Chapter 51: End of This Volume

Chapter 51 (This volume complete)

The boy closed his eyes, sat up, and reached out both hands, pretending he still couldn't see.

After a moment, warm fingertips touched his eye sockets, and then, his eyes were gently pried open.

The girl's face was right in front of him. The curve of her mouth, although slight, was much more pronounced than in the past.

It was very obvious that she had known the boy could see from the moment he woke up.

Because he was her balcony, even if the balcony curtains had only a small gap, everything appeared to her as a scattering of rainbows.

Getting out of bed and walking towards the washstand, Li Zhuiyuan walked stiffly the short distance across the room.

He had to stop, afraid he would fall if he continued walking.

He had once worried that he wouldn't adapt when his eyes could see again, and now that worry had come true.

Li Zhuiyuan knew his learning ability was very strong, which was why he had overdeveloped and relied on 'memory images' in the previous period.

Under his eyes, a conflict was occurring in his perception.

Closing his eyes, everything could be as before, but eventually, he still had to open them to live.

Calming his emotions, Li Zhuiyuan refused A Li's support. He held the basin in his left hand and supported himself against the wall with his right as he walked.

He reached the water jar, put down the basin, and looked up. The plain countryside in the early morning was like a vast ink painting.

He hadn't seen it for a long time; it was truly beautiful.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly wanted to learn painting.

He had no confidence in subjects related to 'corpse salvage', but he was still confident about learning other things.

Moreover, he had an excellent little Chinese painting teacher by his side.

After washing, breakfast was still early, so Li Zhuiyuan played chess with A Li as usual.

They hadn't even set up the chessboard yet; they just pointed their fingers in the air to make their moves. This time, however, A Li didn't need to hold Li Zhuiyuan's finger to point.

As they played, he still felt like he had energy to spare and could be distracted, unable to fully invest his heart and soul.

"A Li, shall we start another game?"

The girl nodded.

In the air, they started another game.

The previous game had been a steady, solid approach, but this new game was a direct, fierce attack.

Feeling okay, the boy found it quite interesting, and the girl on her side also seemed to be putting in no effort.

In the end, the form changed but the result didn't. The boy lost four games of chess with higher efficiency.

"Breakfast time!"

Liu Aunt's voice was truly pleasant to hear.

Going downstairs to eat, Li Zhuiyuan quickly finished a bowl of porridge and a salted duck egg. He had come down early, so the others were just slowly getting up.

Liu Aunt brought over a bag of apples, saying she had bought them on the way.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a small knife and sat there peeling apples for everyone.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng didn't notice anything wrong. After saying good morning, they each sat down and started eating.

When Li Sanjiang came down and sat down, he picked up his chopsticks and then saw his great-grandson peeling an apple. His eyelids immediately jumped in fright.

Although he said his great-grandson hadn't given up and was actively embracing life after becoming blind, in his eyes, none of those blind ten-year-olds lived as comfortably and self-sufficiently as his great-grandson;

But no matter what, he shouldn't be doing such dangerous detail work.

"Xiao Yuan Hou ah, you......"

"Grandpa, my eyes are good, I can see."

A simple statement made Li Sanjiang sit there in a daze for a long time.

Instead, Tan Wenbin and Runsheng were the first to come back to their senses. They immediately came over to check, but they already knew and believed that Xiao Yuan's eyes would get better, so their expressions were just congratulations on recovering from a major illness.

Li Sanjiang didn't come over; he just carefully watched Xiao Yuan's interactions with the others, interactions that included more eye contact.

He used the back of his hand to wipe away tears from the corners of his eyes, lowered his head, and began eating porridge, slurping each mouthful particularly forcefully and loudly.

Some people's emotions are like a dam, accumulating little by little in their lives, habitually suppressed and unexpressed, only breaching when they reach a certain degree.

Li Zhuiyuan distributed the apples, carrying a plate to Liu Yumei.

"Eyes good?"

"Um, good. Grandma, was your trip out smooth?"

"Smooth, just met a few old friends, couldn't refuse, so we ate together and came back late."

"Smooth is good."

"Pay attention to using your eyes." Liu Yumei stretched, "You're still young, eager to ruin your body, you'll regret it later."

"I know, Grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to Li Sanjiang: "Grandpa, eat an apple."

"Xiao Yuan Hou ah, Grandpa will take you to the hospital again for a check-up."

"No need, Grandpa, didn't the professor in Shanghai say, this disease, if it's good it's good, if it's not good there's no way. I'll just pay attention to resting from now on."

"Um, remember the professor also said you can't use your brain too much. That, after you go to school, for learning, take it slow, don't exert your mind too much. Your body is first, it's nothing if your grades are a bit worse."

Tan Wenbin, who was just drinking porridge beside him, suddenly felt his cheek hurt.

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll contact Uncle Tan and have him take me to handle the enrollment procedures recently."

"Um, Policeman Tan is a good person." Li Sanjiang lit a cigarette for himself, then shouted "Zhuang Zhuang" and threw a cigarette over.

"Grandpa, before going to school, should I inform my grandpa and grandma?"

"Do you think Han Hou and Guiying Hou still don't know?"

"They already know?"

"The day after the household registration was moved, I went home and told them. Guiying Hou cried very hard, Han Hou didn't cry, but he was also deeply hurt."

Li Zhuiyuan then realized that after the household registration was moved, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying's visits had suddenly decreased. They had only come once recently, and at that time he was still blind, afraid they would worry, so he covered his eyes and pretended to play 'ghost catching'.

Now it seemed that his grandpa and grandma were afraid that if they came to see him, they wouldn't be able to control themselves and would cry loudly.

"Your grandpa and grandma also need time. This matter hit them the hardest. Don't blame them. Although they have many grandchildren, they are partial to you."

"Grandpa, I know."

"They wanted to give me all the money your mom remitted before, saying it was for your tuition and so on, but I scolded them back, hehe.

I said, since you're now in my household registration, I will raise you.

Anyway, Han Hou won't suffer a loss; he'll give me old age care, and this family fortune will all go to his grandson."

"Grandpa can live to be one hundred and twenty."

"Hehe, okay, your eyes are good now. After confirming enrollment, I'll call your grandpa and grandma to eat together again. You'll still live with me, Grandpa."

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan's ear twitched, and he turned to look towards the dam outside. He saw the part-time storyteller from yesterday - Yu Shu.

He remembered him saying to Tan Yunlong yesterday that he would leave today. He didn't expect him to come here so early in the morning.

Although he was probably clear that this person posed no danger, his existence and activities still made Li Zhuiyuan feel not so comfortable, because the other side had a certain probability of prying open the things he had once done.

Liu Aunt was the first to step up with her porridge bowl. She walked to the dam steps, looked at the arriving person, and asked:

"Did you take the wrong road?"

Yu Shu smiled, took out a folding fan and shook it, and replied: "No, I specially came to beg for a meal."

Liu Aunt impatiently said: "There's only home-cooked food here."

"A bitter artist who 'walks the jianghu' (travels the country for performance), what he eats isn't just home-cooked food? Where does he have the qualification to have wine houses and elegant seats every day?"

Li Sanjiang heard the sound, got up and looked with the apple in his mouth. Seeing the arriving person, he immediately smiled and walked over: "Rare guest, rare guest, come, sit on the dam, sit on the dam."

Although Li Sanjiang didn't know the specific identity of this person, someone who could be surrounded and run around by the police, if not a criminal, was a distinguished person.

Yu Shu shook hands with Li Sanjiang, but didn't move.

At this time, Liu Yumei, who was sitting on the dam drinking tea, opened her mouth and asked: "A Ting, who is it?"

Yu Shu proactively replied: "A jianghu storyteller."

"Then just perform a segment."

"Okay, just wait."

Yu Shu turned and walked back. After a while, he pushed a small cart over, carrying his set of performance tools.

Li Sanjiang was a bit confused and asked in wonder: "What's this?"

Yu Shu smiled as he set up his stage, responding: "If you want to get a meal, you have to sell some skill."

"It's just one meal, no need to be so troublesome."

"That would be like being a beggar."

"Also." Li Sanjiang understood the other party's meaning and turned to shout: "Runsheng, Zhuangzhuang, come and help."

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin had already seen the arriving person, but they remembered Xiao Yuan saying yesterday that the other party might be a colleague, so at this time they all looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

"Runsheng bro, Binbin bro, help out."

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin went up to help set up the stage and hang the backdrop.

Yu Shu didn't set up facing north and sitting south, but sat west facing east.

He was facing Liu Yumei, who was sitting there drinking tea, and that east room.

Li Sanjiang asked: "Or, I'll just book this performance as a private event, and I'll go into the village and call some people over, lest it be cold and deserted."

Yu Shu shook his head and refused, saying: "The price was agreed upon early, just one meal. Besides, there are many people here, it's lively."

Immediately, Yu Shu's gaze fell on Li Zhuiyuan. He couldn't help but smile: "Eyes good?"

"Um, good."

The next moment, Yu Shu opened his palm-leaf fan and fanned, but his fingertips were tapping irregularly on the fan surface.

Eyes are the face of spring; when eyes are good and can see, this spring is reactivated.

The boy knew he was calculating his face.

Yesterday he had asked if he had always been surnamed Li, and also asked Grandpa if he was his real great-grandson.

Li Zhuiyuan decided to calculate back, a retaliatory move.

Just as he was about to do so, Liu Yumei's voice came: "Xiao Yuan, come and brew tea for Grandma."

"Coming, Grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan turned and walked over to brew tea.

Yu Shu was obviously stunned by this, then put away his fan and knocked his forehead three times in succession, knocking quite forcefully, making his forehead red.

Next, he began to tell his story.

Today he was still talking about the Tang Dynasty and Li Shimin, but it was more of a play than official history, telling the story of how Li Shimin faced danger at one point and was saved by Shaolin Temple monks, and finally, with the help of the monks and jianghu people from all sides, defeated his opponents and achieved victory.

He was just one person, one table, one chair, one fan, one ruler, but he not only told the story vividly and engagingly, but also once again used his mouth to present the momentum of golden weapons, iron horses, and battlefield combat.

Li Sanjiang was completely engrossed.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were sometimes fascinated and sometimes awake, but after a short moment of clarity, they were fascinated again.

Li Zhuiyuan always sat beside Liu Yumei, accompanying her and drinking tea.

This performance lasted for a full two hours without stopping.

After finishing, Yu Shu clapped his fan and bowed.

"Good! Good!" Li Sanjiang led the applause.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin also clapped vigorously, but as they clapped, they turned their heads to look at Xiao Yuan again.

Li Sanjiang said to Liu Aunt: "Ting Hou ah, make some good food at noon, I'll have a good drink with Mr. Yu."

Liu Yumei opened her mouth: "A Ting, give him something to eat."

"Ai!"

Liu Aunt entered the kitchen, seemingly prepared early, and quickly brought out a bowl of cold porridge left from the morning and a dish of small pickled vegetables. There were only these two, not even a salted duck egg.

Li Sanjiang said dissatisfaction: "How can this be? It's not like there's nothing to eat at home."

Who knew Yu Shu would take the bowl, pour the pickled vegetables into the porridge, pick up his chopsticks, sit on the ground, and eat heartily.

As he ate, he praised: "It's really good, eating cold porridge on a hot day is comfortable."

Li Sanjiang frowned, wanting to persuade him again, but in the blink of an eye, the person had eaten a large bowl of porridge. He could only say: "Mr. Yu, after you digest, we'll wait a while..."

"Mr. Li, I've eaten."

Yu Shu stood up, handed the bowl and chopsticks back to Liu Aunt, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Mr. Li, according to the rules, when entering a home to sell art, you have to first ask the main family's ancestors for peace. Do you have them at home?"

"No ancestor tablets, but there are quite a few immortal images."

"Then please take me to worship them."

"Please."

Li Sanjiang led Yu Shu into the small room next to the kitchen. It was full of images of gods and immortals, a richness that surprised Yu Shu.

Li Sanjiang began to introduce the gods and Buddhas one by one, and Yu Shu worshipped them one by one.

When he heard Li Sanjiang introduce the image of Confucius as Yuanshi Tianzun,

The corner of Yu Shu's eye couldn't help but twitch.

He even didn't know whether he should perform a Daoist ritual or a Confucian ritual.

In the end, he had no choice but to worship twice.

After coming out, Yu Shu went straight to Liu Yumei and said: "According to the rules, I have to worship you."

Liu Yumei shook her head helplessly and said to Li Zhuiyuan: "You shouldn't have eaten that meal just now."

Yu Shu lowered his waist: "I should worship."

Liu Yumei finally nodded: "Go."

Yu Shu pushed open the door of the east room and walked in.

Li Zhuiyuan left his seat, looked at Grandma Liu, and seeing her lower her head with no expression, the boy moved a few steps towards the door, just enough to see Yu Shu kneeling and performing a grand ritual in front of the altar in the room.

In fact, people nowadays, even when kowtowing, do it in various strange ways. Most just perform a ritual to show their sincerity, not pursuing any standards.

Yu Shu performed a standard grand ritual. His expression was solemn at first, but after three kowtows, his face was pained and tears flowed down his face.

After kowtowing, Yu Shu didn't hurry out, but wiped his tears and adjusted his emotions.

He knew the boy was watching at the door, but didn't try to hide it at all.

People in some specific places will voluntarily shed their disguise, making themselves seem open and clean.

Finally, Yu Shu rubbed his face forcefully, forced a smile, and walked out. He came to Liu Yumei again, just about to speak, when Liu Yumei's voice interrupted:

"After worshipping, just leave."

"Yes."

Yu Shu responded, packed his things and loaded them onto the cart, then pushed the cart away. Li Sanjiang personally saw him off to the village entrance.

Liu Yumei sighed, got up with a lonely expression, walked into the room, sat down in front of the altar, and glanced at the tablets on it, some new, some old.

"You all still remember them."

She paused for a moment, then said resentfully:

"But which of you remembers A Li?"

...

Tan Wenbin had gone home the day before yesterday, and cried tears when he left, as if it were a separation of life and death.

This made Li Sanjiang unable to help but tease: "Good, boy, you have talent. If any family needs someone to cry at a funeral afterwards, they can invite you. You're guaranteed to cry to the satisfaction of the main family."

After hugging Runsheng and Li Sanjiang, Tan Wenbin still wanted to hug Li Zhuiyuan.

Until the boy handed him three topic notebooks again, one for math, one for physics, and one for chemistry.

Tan Wenbin didn't hug him, but cried even louder.

When he left, it was thundering and raining. Runsheng rode a three-wheeler to take him back. Although they both wore raincoats, they were still drenched and embarrassed.

Today, the sun was shining brightly. Tan Yunlong specially took leave and drove a Santana to pick Li Zhuiyuan up for enrollment.

Li Zhuiyuan said goodbye to his family one by one. Li Sanjiang's old heart was very comforted as he exhorted: "Xiao Yuan Hou ah, remember Grandpa's words, just casually listen in class, absolutely don't use your mind too much, your eyes are important, understand?"

Tan Yunlong, standing beside him, heard this and couldn't help but touch his cheek.

Li Sanjiang also took out a bag, filled with candy and small biscuits: "Come, take this, share with your little classmates."

Li Zhuiyuan took it.

"Don't be afraid, if anyone bullies you at school, just come back and tell Grandpa, Grandpa will support you and go to school to find him."

Tan Yunlong couldn't help but interject: "Rest assured, Li big ye, no one will bully Xiao Yuan, besides, Binbin is also there."

Li Sanjiang retorted: "Zhuang Zhuang is in high school, not elementary school."

Tan Yunlong could only nod and stopped speaking.

Runsheng took out a fountain pen and handed it over. He was helping Li Sanjiang here with work and farming, and had just received his first month's salary the day before yesterday, all of which he had used to buy this fountain pen.

After buying the fountain pen, he found he had no money to buy ink. In the end, Li Sanjiang found out and took him to that store to ask, forcibly making the boss give him another bottle of ink.

Liu Yumei gave him a red envelope. This time, there was no bundle of money inside, it was very thin, just one bill, just for the sake of it.

Li Zhuiyuan accepted it.

A Li hadn't prepared anything. She seemed to realize this.

She was very anxious, but didn't know how to express it. This emotion was too complex for her, not happy and not angry either.

The boy walked to the girl and said: "A Li, wait until I come back from school, you help me write my homework."

The girl's eyes brightened.

When saying goodbye to his family for the last time, Li Zhuiyuan shouted to Li Sanjiang: "Grandpa, I'm going to high school, and I'll take the university entrance exam next year!"

"Good, good, good, my Xiao Yuan Hou is the most powerful!"

"Hehehe......" Beside them, Liu Yumei also laughed. Obviously, the old man didn't listen at all, still thinking the child was talking nonsense.

Following Tan Yunlong out of the small path to the village road, he got into the car and found there was still a driver inside.

The driver was not young, very obviously old, with a thinning top.

Tan Yunlong smiled and asked: "Your Grandpa still doesn't believe you want to go to high school."

"Um, I'll show him the enrollment procedures when they're done. Right, Uncle Tan, this car..."

"I'm not using a public car for private purposes, this is a school car."

"Cough cough... cough cough..." The driver started coughing.

Tan Yunlong pointed to the driver and said: "Xiao Yuan, let me introduce you, this is Principal Wu."

The driver master immediately turned back, extended his hand to Li Zhuiyuan, and shook it: "Wu Xinhan, classmate Li Zhuiyuan, welcome to our school."

"Principal Grandpa, you've worked hard."

"No matter, you can call me Grandpa, no need to add Principal."

"Then you can just call me Xiao Yuan."

"Ai, good, good, good."

Initially, when Tan Yunlong first called to inquire about enrollment, the school leadership circle exploded.

Some people knew about the 'youth class' matter, but this year, the news channels were closed and information flow was not developed, so even the teachers in the school's higher education department had only simply heard of it, only knowing that this kind of child was generally a prodigy.

But it was okay, there was ample time. And because Li Zhuiyuan was blind for a period in the middle, afraid of delaying enrollment, for safety, Tan Yunlong had sent Li Zhuiyuan's school registration materials to the school first, hoping for accommodation.

The school then mobilized its network to understand the situation, and even specially sent two physical education teachers by train to the capital. Those two teachers were very capable and really found the place. When they took the name materials to ask, they learned that this student named 'Li Zhuiyuan' wanted to go to high school, and was chased and beaten by a group of highly virtuous old professors. It was a good thing they sent physical education teachers, who were in good shape and ran fast, otherwise it would truly have counted as a work injury.

But the specific situation was finally probed back, and then the office thoroughly exploded.

Although it was unclear why such a student would inexplicably come to the township to go to high school, it didn't matter, because for the school, this was simply a self-delivering top scorer for the college entrance exam.

If it weren't for Tan Yunlong guarding the address tightly and also warning the school not to disturb, Wu Xinhan would have brought people over long ago.

The car drove into the school and stopped in front of the office building.

A group of teachers immediately ran out, their eyes showing anticipation and curiosity. They didn't have the utilitarian heart of the school leaders, purely having planted radishes for half their lives, they wanted to see what kind of gold lump would grow out.

Stepping out of the crowd were Pan Zi and Lei Zi.

These two guys were being severely criticized by their class teacher in the office because they hadn't written their summer homework.

They originally thought it would be a long battle, but who knew that just as the criticism began, a teacher in the office shouted "come, come", and then the class teacher let them go back to the classroom.

The brothers were quite fortunate to stay put and wanted to see who had come to rescue them.

Pan Zi: "The principal drove, the principal still went to open the back door."

Lei Zi: "Is it some leader who came to inspect?"

Pan Zi: "Shouldn't be, didn't they notify us for a big clean-up?"

Then, they saw Li Zhuiyuan get out of the car.

"This child, how is he a bit familiar?"

"Right, I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"Pan Zi bro, Lei Zi bro!" Li Zhuiyuan waved to them in greeting.

In an instant, the gazes of the teachers and school leaders all turned towards these two, including the class teacher.

The psychological pressure was too great. Pan Zi and Lei Zi didn't even dare to respond, and immediately lowered their heads and ran towards the classroom.

"Em..." Li Zhuiyuan was a bit doubtful.

The boy had started school quite early, but wasn't familiar with traditional campus life. He still thought Pan Zi and Lei Zi were specially waiting for him here.

"You know them?" Principal Wu asked kindly.

"They are my cousins."

"Um, good."

Principal Wu remembered and planned to ask their class teacher about their academic performance later. After all, with blood relations, they should be able to improve a bit. It couldn't be that the brain only grew in one person in the family.

Li Zhuiyuan was taken into... a small meeting room.

Originally, he should have been taken to the principal's office, but the office was too small to accommodate so many people.

Along the way, the surrounding teachers began to chatter.

"So young?"

"Young is called a prodigy."

"Is it real or fake?"

"Don't know, anyway there's a test, let's see the result."

"Which class will he be enrolled in?"

As soon as this question came out, the gazes of the batch of high three class teachers in the crowd immediately turned cold when they looked at each other.

Especially those with qualifications, they showed an attitude of "it's mine". They were about to retire, these teachers were really fearless, even daring to slam the table at the principal.

Those young class teachers, however, were more open-minded and knew they didn't have a share.

Especially a class teacher named Sun Qing, who taught Chinese and was in charge of an ordinary class. Tan Wenbin was in her class.

"Xiao Yuan, let me introduce you, this is Director Liu from the Education Bureau, this is..."

Wu Xinhan led Li Zhuiyuan to introduce them one by one.

Li Zhuiyuan wasn't shy and actively greeted everyone.

He had been highly valued by the old professors in the youth class, firstly because he was well-rounded. Even if he wasn't first in every subject, he was in the front row in every subject, unlike other classmates who would have obvious weaknesses in certain subjects. Secondly, he was very normal. When interacting with him, he was just like a completely normal child.

After going through the process, they reached the last key step.

"Xiao Yuan ah, these are exams created by our school teachers themselves, take a look, want to do them?"

This was said very politely and euphemistically, but the important people in the room all subconsciously held their breath.

Hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once. They had created such a grand display, but in the end, they still had to see the real results here. This was also the school's purpose.

These exams were all newly edited by teachers from each subject group, with no possibility of leakage, so the scores would be absolutely real and valid.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down, picked up a pen, and began to answer the questions.

Originally, the school leaders and bureau leaders thought they would watch for a while longer before going out to smoke. After all, even if they only picked and wrote some of the exams, they didn't know how long it would take.

But very quickly, everyone's expressions were stunned.

The first set Li Zhuiyuan did was math. He almost didn't think, his gaze swept down and he just wrote the answers. Moreover, his hand was still writing the previous question while his gaze had already moved to the next question. This was a strange scene.

There were no illiterate people in the room, but who had ever seen someone answering a math exam where the hand speed limited the answer speed?

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan did this on purpose.

He knew that he had to do well enough so that his future learning life could be more relaxed and not constrained. He didn't want to delay his 'salvaging the dead upside down' because of studying.

After finishing the math exam, Li Zhuiyuan continued to do the physics exam.

Wu Xinhan voiced the thoughts of the people around him: "Quick, check it."

The math group teachers began to correct the exam, marking red checkmarks quickly.

The people around expected a '×' to appear, but it never did.

And the math teachers who were marking the checks were also startled. They knew the exam they had created, although mimicking the college entrance exam questions in form, was actually much more difficult than ordinary college entrance exam questions, because college entrance exam questions are tiered, with easy points, foundation questions, and challenging questions.

This set of exams they had created could not be used for the high three grade exam, because it would easily cause the students to have a mental breakdown.

The math group leader looked at the school leaders and bureau leaders and said: "All correct."

In fact, there was a small problem, for example, in a two-solution question, he used a method that didn't belong to high school, which might lead to deductions during grading. But this kind of flaw was not worth mentioning at this time. Just reminding him to pay a little attention was enough, just like reminding students not to forget to write 'solution' during exams.

Wu Xinhan waited for the school leaders to show a relieved smile and shake hands with the bureau leaders. Now, the stone in his heart finally landed.

The teachers then couldn't stop inhaling cold air. Although they had only done one math exam, those in the field all clearly understood what this meant.

A young teacher couldn't help but joke: "If I teach him, will it be boring to teach other students afterwards?"

Some teachers laughed, and some couldn't help but retort: "Do you still need to teach him?"

After quickly finishing the physics and chemistry exams, Li Zhuiyuan continued to answer other exams.

No one disturbed or advised him. Since he was willing to do them all, everyone was happy to see all the results.

He also did the Chinese exam seriously. According to the requirements, he also wrote a well-structured and beautifully written essay.

In short, he wanted to ensure he had no weak subjects and could casually ask for leave in every class.

The only thing he skipped was the English listening. This wasn't because Li Zhuiyuan wanted to skip it, but because the English teacher saw Li Zhuiyuan's answering speed and proactively suggested skipping it. After all, they didn't want to delay the time of so many people in the room by playing the listening.

After finishing all the exams, Li Zhuiyuan put down his pen and rubbed his wrist. Principal Wu, seeing this, personally reached out to help massage it.

Doing these questions didn't exhaust his brain, just his hand. This amount of work was far less than him looking at the weather based on feng shui.

The exams were quickly corrected. Even for the essay, the Chinese group teachers couldn't find any flaws. Moreover, although he wrote quickly, the handwriting was truly beautiful.

Many teachers took off their glasses and began to wipe them. Everyone today deeply experienced the shock of a true prodigy.

Tan Yunlong was arguably the calmest person in the room. He wasn't worried at all that the boy would have any problems with the enrollment exam. After all, this boy had already shocked him several times in murder cases.

Principal Wu bent down and asked with a smile: "Come, Xiao Yuan, let me introduce you to several excellent class teachers in our high three grade."

Such a student definitely had to be handed over to a qualified and experienced class teacher.

Um, although Principal Wu also didn't know what use qualifications and experience would be for this boy in his eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to look at Tan Yunlong this time and asked: "Uncle Tan, which class is Binbin bro in?"

Tan Yunlong really wanted to laugh, but he held back.

Then he looked at his son's class teacher, Sun Qing, an old acquaintance.

Parents of other students wished they could see the class teacher once during a school year parent meeting. He, thanks to the strong recommendation of his son, wished he could see her every month.

Sometimes he was afraid of seeing her too much and spreading rumors, so he still had to alternate shifts with his wife.

"Xiao Yuan ah, when we choose classes..."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't wait for Principal Wu to finish speaking. He stood up and walked to the young Sun Qing.

"Teacher good, I'll trouble you with the teaching afterwards."

After saying this, Li Zhuiyuan bowed to Sun Qing.

"Teacher, what's your surname?"

Tan Yunlong answered: "Sun Qing, Teacher Sun."

Sun Qing cast a grateful look at Tan Yunlong.

"Teacher Sun, let's go back to class." Li Zhuiyuan reached out and held Teacher Sun's hand.

He didn't think anything of this. This was a privilege he had earned with his ability, so he might as well use it.

Those qualified class teachers were still in a daze. Principal Wu was the first to react and smiled: "Teacher Sun, Xiao Yuan is our school's treasure. This is a task the school has assigned to you, you must take good care of him."

"Please rest assured, Principal, I will."

Sun Qing held Li Zhuiyuan's hand and walked out. She felt a bit pressured and didn't dare to stay any longer.

Just as they stepped out of the small meeting room door, intense arguing could be heard from inside.

Tan Yunlong also ran out and said: "Xiao Yuan, Uncle will pick you up from school to eat at home tonight."

"No need, Uncle, I'll eat at home."

"Then okay." Tan Yunlong patted the boy's shoulder and walked towards the school gate.

He walked into the teaching building and went upstairs.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Sun Qing's palm was very hot and still sweating.

In fact, even now, Sun Qing's head was still dizzy. This high school was a large high school, with over ten classes in one grade.

For several evenings before, she and her husband had fantasized about this child being in her class when they were falling asleep in bed, but she truly didn't expect that the longevity peach would actually be placed in front of her.

Because her mind was unsettled, she stumbled on the stairs. Fortunately, she supported herself in time. Otherwise, this prodigy that the principal had just handed over would have been brought down the stairs by her.

Sun Qing's eyes immediately turned red with fear.

"Teacher Sun, I want to sit at the same table as Binbin bro... and classmate Tan Wenbin."

"Em, okay."

After agreeing, Sun Qing frowned. Something seemed wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was for a moment.

When they actually walked to the door of High Three Class 13, Sun Qing knew what was wrong, and Li Zhuiyuan also knew.

Because he saw that Tan Wenbin's seat was separate from the rest of the class, close to the teacher's desk.

Since his back was to the classroom door, Tan Wenbin didn't know Li Zhuiyuan had arrived at first. He was just concentrating on doing questions.

All the teachers had gone to watch the excitement, so almost the entire High Three grade was in self-study in their classrooms.

After noticing the strange atmosphere in the class, Tan Wenbin turned around. He first saw the class teacher, then Li Zhuiyuan. Immediately, a joyful smile spread across his face. He didn't care about whether it was appropriate for their age or if he was being silly. He directly waved and shouted:

"Xiao Yuan bro!"

Sun Qing habitually glared at Tan Wenbin. This student wasn't bad in nature, but he was just troublesome, and his personality was too outgoing.

But after glaring for a while, her gaze couldn't help but soften. After all, she was benefiting from him today.

"Classmates, let me introduce our new classmate."

Li Zhuiyuan walked onto the platform and showed a standard shy smile:

"Hello classmates, my name is Li Zhuiyuan. Please take care of me from now on."

Sun Qing pointed to the first row near the door: "Tan Wenbin, move your desk here. You and Xiao Yuan will sit at the same table."

"Okay, Teacher."

Tan Wenbin moved his desk into position. Since he was tall, he sat on the side against the wall, and Li Zhuiyuan sat on the outside.

Actually, Li Zhuiyuan's original intention was to sit in the back corner. The feng shui was good there.

But he knew this was impossible.

"Tan Wenbin, come out and help Xiao Yuan get some books."

"Okay, Teacher!"

Next, it was a plain and uneventful class time.

The teacher was teaching at the front, and Li Zhuiyuan sat below flipping through books. He needed to review the high school curriculum outline.

During class, other teachers would pretend to pass by and look at him.

During break time, students from other classes who had heard about him would also gather here.

However, Li Zhuiyuan just silently flipped through his book and didn't show off. With Tan Wenbin around, no one could disturb him either.

At noon, when it was time to eat, Tan Wenbin said the school cafeteria was too unpalatable and took him to a small restaurant outside. He also brought an extra person, Zheng Haiyang, who had been bullied last time.

Both of his parents were sailors and were not at home all year round, so he seemed very introverted.

While eating, Tan Wenbin said that both the class teacher and the principal had talked to him and wanted him to be responsible for taking good care of Xiao Yuan.

After eating and returning to the classroom, it was nominally afternoon self-study, but in fact, it was arranged as a Chinese class, followed by a twenty-five minute nap, and then they continued with classes.

The teachers gave Li Zhuiyuan a lot of freedom. For example, during English class, Li Zhuiyuan was flipping through a physics textbook under her eyes, and she pretended not to see it.

By the time the second class in the afternoon ended, Li Zhuiyuan had finished flipping through all the textbooks.

He decided that from tomorrow, he would bring Wei Zhengdao's book to the classroom to read.

The third and fourth periods were both math classes. Li Zhuiyuan lay on the desk and began to sleep.

He wasn't being disrespectful to the teacher, but he knew that if he truly wanted to perform vividly, he would be very tired. It was better to form a tacit understanding from the beginning so everyone could relax.

Initially, the classmates all thought there would be a good show to watch. After all, their math teacher, Teacher Yan, was famously irritable.

But as the math teacher was teaching, she saw the little classmate sitting in the first row sleeping and actually thoughtfully put her coat over him.

At the same time, a loving smile appeared on her face.

Halfway through the fourth period, Teacher Yan wrote three questions on the blackboard and let the classmates solve them. He then walked down and gently patted Li Zhuiyuan awake.

Li Zhuiyuan sat up, looked at the questions on the blackboard, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote out the answers.

Teacher Yan saw this, swallowed, and then rubbed his hands, asking in a low voice: "Xiao Yuan ah, are you interested in participating in the Math Olympiad competition?"

"Okay, Teacher, I'll participate."

Teacher Yan was excited for a moment and said "thank you, thank you" several times to the students.

After the fourth period ended, it was time for evening meal, and then evening self-study.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin: "Binbin bro, I'm going home."

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment and asked: "No, you're not doing evening self-study on the first day?"

"Um."

"Em, my meaning is, don't you want to fully experience a day of high three life?"

"Not really, I'll call Runsheng bro to come pick me up now."

Books, stationery, and everything else could be put on the desk. Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the classroom empty-handed.

On the way, many students looked at him. They felt like an elementary school student had somehow blended into the high school circle.

Li Zhuiyuan also had a similar feeling.

When he walked out of the teaching building, Li Zhuiyuan remembered that he had forgotten to go to Pan Zi, Ying Zi, and Lei Zi's classrooms to greet them.

Forget it, I'll go tomorrow.

"Xiao Yuan bro, wait for me!"

Li Zhuiyuan stopped and turned back, seeing Tan Wenbin running towards him carrying a backpack.

"Binbin bro, I'm going home."

"I'm also going home."

"I'm going back to Grandpa's home."

"I'm going back to Zhuang Zhuang's home."

"You're skipping class, aren't you afraid Uncle Tan will hit you?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the curriculum table. Here, early and evening self-study were both marked as class time, and in fact, teachers would come to formally teach during these times.

"It's okay, my dad wishes I would stick with you."

"Have you reported it to Uncle Tan?"

"I'll call him at Aunt Zhang's small store when I get back."

"Oh."

Li Zhuiyuan responded and continued walking towards the school gate.

Tan Wenbin followed with his head turned back, a smile overflowing on his face. Especially when he saw the classmates who had finished eating and still had to go back to class, his smile was even happier and bolder.

Walking out of the school gate, Li Zhuiyuan began to look for Runsheng's three-wheeler, but didn't find it.

"Ai, did Runsheng forget to pick you up?" Tan Wenbin also stood on his tiptoes and looked around.

"Runsheng bro should have stopped relatively far away, let's cross the road first."

"Does he have a problem? Why didn't he pick you up at the school gate?"

"There are many people at the school gate."

"Many people, what kind of reason is that?"

After crossing the road and avoiding the crowd of students and vendors at this time, Li Zhuiyuan saw Runsheng jumping and waving his arm outside the alley entrance in the northwest corner.

As they walked over, Tan Wenbin couldn't help but curse: "Why didn't you just stop at the entrance of Li big ye's home to pick us up?"

Then, Tan Wenbin shut up.

Because in the back of the three-wheeler stopped in the alley sat a girl wearing a red skirt.

Although it was secluded here, it was only relatively so compared to the school gate. People still passed by from time to time.

The girl sat on the three-wheeler bench like a easily frightened small deer, her effort and reluctance visible.

Li Zhuiyuan got into the car. The girl immediately reached out and took the boy's hand, only then feeling completely stable.

Tan Wenbin stood by the car, not knowing whether he should get in or not for a moment.

Runsheng still remembered the previous sarcasm, glanced at him, and said: "You're redundant."

"I'll have my dad send me a bicycle tomorrow."

"Binbin bro, get in the car." Li Zhuiyuan had already discovered that A Li's sense of rejection towards familiar people at home was not so strong anymore.

"Okay, Xiao Yuan bro." Tan Wenbin got in the car and sat in the outermost position.

"Let's go home!"

Runsheng pedaled the three-wheeler, drove out of the alley, and headed west towards home.

In the car, the young boy and girl overflowed with youth, envied by the red evening glow, displayed under the setting sun.

(This volume complete)