High school students set up for Halloween Party where trick or treats happen..

I was laying on my bed while reading the new chapter of a novel that I followed since two years ago.

It was a story about a destroyed world full of undeads walking, there and here.

A sudden sleepiness attack me and I fell asleep.

And when I woke up, I was in a classroom full of students reviewing their textbooks.

I'm one of those students sitting in their specific sit, reading their textbooks.

Then one day, I know that this is fucked up.

"Zijin, look at Qiao Nan, no matter how bad she is, she is very hardworking in her studies. You are as intelligent as me, if you put in more effort and time, you would definitely be better than Qiao Nan. I would do anything for you. You must strive and work hard so that I can stand up straight in front of your Dad!"
She has devoted everything into nurturing the elder daughter. She must be successful to prove that she was right all along.
"I understand, Mom. Don't worry, I will study hard. When I enter high school I will catch up on my my studies and I will definitely make you proud." Qiao Zijin felt a twinge of guilt at using up all the savings at home.
"Alright, school starts tomorrow. Remember to do more reading. Worst comes to worst, just memorize all the textbooks. If Qiao Nan can do it, so can you."
Ding Jiayi was brimming with confidence. It seemed that she could already see the day whereby the elder daughter enrolled into college.
"Okay." Qiao Zijin smiled happily. But she became depressed when she was back in her room.
It did not matter whether Ding Jiayi was unhappy or not, the study room ended up being Qiao Nan's new room, and Qiao Nan's old room now became Qiao Dongliang's study room.
Though Ding Jiayi bickered with Qiao Dongliang about this, seeing that he had made up his mind, that night she straightened and tidied up the new study room.
The next day Qiao Dongliang was home earlier than usual. As soon as he reached home, he headed for Qiao Nan's room, took a look inside and installed a lock outside her room. Ding Jiayi was boiling with anger. 
What was this lock for? To guard against who?
It was definitely not to keep out thieves, it must be to guard against her!
Qiao Nan, who was at school, had no idea of this at all. Back in the classroom, people were discussing her unusual performance in the recent exams.
Teacher Chen had intended to have a talk with Qiao Nan. But when he saw how dejected she looked, he could not bear to say another word. "Qiao Nan, though you did not do well this time, you have a strong foundation, and your performance was still pretty good in the class. It's just that you did not maintain your usual standard. If you meet with any problems in your studies, feel free to come to me, understand?" 
Qiao Nan had never scored below 90 points for her Maths exams, a full score was the usual case.
This time she scored 85 points; to others it was a pretty good result, but to Qiao Nan it was an unprecedented low score. 
In this round of pre-testing, there were more than 240 students from secondary three. Qiao Nan used to be among the top ten, but now she was ranked at around 70th to 80th place.
If it had not been for Teacher Chen who noticed Qiao Nan's results and insisted on finding out the ranking for individual subjects, Qiao Nan would know her exact ranking among the cohort.
Teacher Chen pondered for a while and walked up to Qiao Nan. "Qiao Nan, how did you spend your summer break? Did you do some revision?"
In the past, Teacher Chen never had to worry about Qiao Nan's studies, but this time he was shocked by Qiao Nan's results.
Qiao Nan did not know if she should be sad or relieved. The best result in her class was a score of 92 points and her result of 85 points was actually considered above average.
Picking up what she used to study in school was really not an easy task. Qiao Nan could feel despair sinking in.
"All my textbooks are gone."
"Gone?" Teacher Chen looked at Qiao Nan in surprise. "Where have they gone?"
"My Mom sold them."
After the rebirth, Qiao Nan had sorted out her thoughts. She would no longer hide the deeds her mother has done. No, she did not wanted to gain sympathy, it was just that she felt it necessary for people concerned to understand her situation and to give her a helping hand when needed.
She really needed her teacher's help to give her some coaching in order for her to work on her results and to catch up to her usual standard.
Teacher Chen was rendered speechless. They would be doing revision in the second half of secondary three. There wouldn't be any new knowledge points. The middle school exams would cover a large portion of secondary one and two syllabus.
What kind of parents would sell all the textbooks when they knew that their child would be taking the exams soon? Was it intentional?
Thinking of what he overheard recently Teacher Chen asked, "Qiao Nan, I heard that your sister enrolled in the The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China?"
The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China was a good high school in the area, but it was not easy to enroll in.
"Yes, today is the enrollment, she will be starting school officially." Qiao Nan was stunned for a moment. The saying was right, good news went unnoticed while bad news travels fast.
The act of using money to buy results might not be news ten years later, but it was very rare now. Furthermore, her mother used that money to pull strings instead of buying results.
If father knew that mother went to look for that grandpa all because of Qiao Zijin, he would surely explode in anger.
Teacher Chen's countenance fell.
If one would say that Qiao Nan could enroll in the The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China, he would have no doubt about it; but Qiao Zijin? He did not believe it. Besides, it was hard fact that Qiao Zijin has always been an average student, there was no way that she could make it to that high school.
Teacher Chen did not wish to speculate about how Qiao Zijin manage to enroll in that high school, let alone make wild conjectures about Qiao Nan's mother purpose in selling her textbooks.
Teacher Chen was puzzled when Qiao Nan had only scored 85 points in the exams. But now he understood and felt sorry for her instead. "It's alright if your textbooks are gone. I will come up with a solution. Your foundation is good, there's still a year to go, you can definitely catch up. You know the way to my house. Whenever you have any questions, feel free to come looking for me. Understand?"
"Thank you, teacher." Qiao Nan no longer felt dispirited. She plucked up her courage and said, "Regarding my textbooks, I have already settled the problem."
"How?"
"I went to the thrift shop to buy a set of textbooks. I have been reading up. I will definitely trouble you for areas that I am unclear of." 
Teacher Chen smiled. "No troubles at all. Qiao Nan, don't give yourself too much stress. You must learn to strike a balance between work and rest, understand?"
"Alright, I will."
Maths results were out, next would be Chinese and English.
Qiao Nan's grade for Chinese was about the same as her Maths. She scored a few marks above eighty. It was an average grade. For those questions that required memorizing, she scored zero marks for them.
Those students who did not know the inside story were all shocked when they found out that Qiao Nan had not fared well for two subjects in a row. Some were gloating while some were speculating that something must have gone wrong with her, either she had become stupid or she had gone astray. 
The top student that they all looked up to had fallen from grace in just one summer break's time?Top student to slacker in two months' time?
The Chinese subject was taught by a pretty and gentle female teacher. Teacher Lee was exasperated when she saw Qiao Nan's results. She did not get a good sleep last night, her mind was preoccupied with how she was going to knock some sense into Qiao Nan. She did not want her to feel that since her results has always been good, there was no need to put in hard work. She had thoroughly disappointed her with her results.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

In the morning, Ren Xiaosu was doing some reading in the library. Meanwhile, An Yuqian was snoring loudly as he slept in his chair at the entrance.
When the sun shone onto An Yuqian's face from the outside, he would even cover his face with a book to shield himself from the light.
Every morning, when Ren Xiaosu arrived, he would automatically give ten yuan to An Yuqian. Moreover, there was no need for Ren Xiaosu to keep calling An Yuqian anymore as he would be waiting at the door every day at 8.30 AM sharp while yawning.
Gradually, An Yuqian found it extremely uncomfortable that he had to always sleep like that. He used to always play mahjong throughout the night before heading home to sleep well during the morning. But since Ren Xiaosu started coming to the library, he could only sleep while sitting in his chair at the library.
How could sleeping in a chair be more comfortable than sleeping in a bed?
As no one else was using the library, An Yuqian purposely observed what Ren Xiaosu was reading. However, he died laughing when he saw that Ren Xiaosu was actually reading the tenth grade textbooks for math, physics, and chemistry!
Ren Xiaosu's persistence in coming to the library for so many days finally made An Yuqian change his opinion of him. He had thought that for once, a studious kid had finally come to the library. But to his surprise, this studious kid could only read tenth grade textbooks.
Judging by Ren Xiaosu's age, shouldn't he be in 12th grade at the least? So it turned out he was just a weak student who was starting to study from scratch?
An Yuqian counted on his fingers and realized the college entrance exams were only three months away. How could he make it in time if he was still only studying the tenth grade curriculum?
Even though An Yuqian was pacing around him, Ren Xiaosu did not bother looking at him.
An Yuqian could not help saying, "Isn't it a little too late to study now? The college entrance exams are only three months away!"
Ren Xiaosu looked up at him. "I'm not sitting for the entrance exams."
"You're not sitting for the entrance exams? Then why are you studying tenth grade math, physics, and chemistry?" An Yuqian asked in surprise. "Shouldn't you start working at a factory after you graduate from high school? What's the point of learning all this stuff?"
"Knowledge will always be useful, and whatever I learn belongs to me," Ren Xiaosu said calmly.
An Yuqian shrugged and turned around. "Just don't forget to pay for my breakfast every morning. If not for you, I wouldn't need to eat breakfast. This expenditure is incurred only because of you."
"OK," Ren Xiaosu said.
However, An Yuqian suddenly realized that other than Ren Xiaosu, there was another group of students who came to study in the afternoon. There were over 20 male and female students, and they had been sitting in the library all afternoon for several days in a row.
Even though there were also others who came to study in the afternoon, it would not be so frequent and scheduled. Furthermore, their numbers were always the same. This group of students… actually sat next to Ren Xiaosu in an organized and disciplined manner.
After waking up in the afternoon, An Yuqian got closer to have a look and realized Wang Yuchi and the others were reading books related to mechanical engineering. This topic exceeded the syllabus of high school.
When the library was about to close, Wang Yuchi suddenly said to Ren Xiaosu, "Monitor, should we go home now since it's closing time?"
An Yuqian was stunned. The young man who paid for his breakfast every day was actually the class monitor of this group of students? These normal students were learning knowledge beyond their years while the monitor was still studying tenth grade textbooks? What sort of nonsensical crap was this.
Ren Xiaosu took a look at the sky and said, "Y'all can head back first. I wanna read a little while longer."
"Hey!" An Yuqian could not sit still anymore. "Dontcha know it's time for me to leave too?!"
"I'll give you 50 yuan," Ren Xiaosu said without even raising his head.
An Yuqian said unhappily, "That won't do. I have to leave now to play mahjong. Who knows if I'll recover my losses tonight!"
Ren Xiaosu quietly put the book back onto the bookshelf before turning to leave.
The first thing Ren Xiaosu said when he saw An Yuqian the next morning was, "So did you recover your losses?"
"Kid, why are you so annoying?" An Yuqian was upset. "Should you even be asking something like that?"
"Then you must have lost." Ren Xiaosu slapped a ten-yuan bill into An Yuqian's hand. "Go on, get your breakfast."
As An Yuqian held the ten-yuan bill, he felt insulted.
In the afternoon, when Wang Yuchi and the others came to the library again, An Yuqian suddenly sat down across from Ren Xiaosu. Ren Xiaosu looked up at him in surprise. "What's up?"
An Yuqian said, "You guys must be trying to learn more about mechanical engineering, right? However, you're all reading the wrong books!"
Ren Xiaosu frowned. He glanced at the books Wang Yuchi and the other students were holding. "Then what books should they be reading?"
Without a teacher's guidance, they had to learn everything by themselves. It was like crossing a river while holding a stone in their arms. Their progress was extremely slow.
Although Jiang Wu was a teacher, she was only a language teacher.
An Yuqian replied, "For 500 yuan, I'll tell you all what books you should read!"
In response, Ren Xiaosu threw 500 yuan over. Wang Yuchi whispered from beside him, "Monitor, why do I get the feeling that he's a scammer?"
Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "A scammer can't possibly not even have any money for breakfast."
An Yuqian wanted to curse out loud. Ren Xiaosu was insinuating that he was not even qualified to be a scammer!
An Yuqian said with a sneer, "If you want to properly study mechanical engineering, don't try to run before you learn how to walk. You have to first learn math and physics!"
Ren Xiaosu leaned back in his chair and listened quietly. Meanwhile, Wang Yuchi and the others opened their notebooks and were preparing to take notes.
"I suggest you all first read Chen Jixiu's Mathematical Analysis as an introduction, then learn linear algebra. You won't have learned enough about this topic in high school."
"There's no need to read General Physics." An Yuqian threw a book onto the table. "Just read The Feynman Lectures on Physics."
"True Analysis… Forget it, you don't have to read that yet."
"As for the Methods of Mathematical Physics, you can have a look at Wang Dexin's books. All the books cover real functions, special functions, equations, and so on. There isn't much of a difference between them.
"You should also read up on thermodynamics."
An Yuqian kept talking for half an hour. Ren Xiaosu started to get the feeling that it would take several years to learn everything. But at this moment, An Yuqian smacked his lips and said, "And that's just the beginning. If you really want to gain a deeper understanding of mechanical engineering, you're all seriously lacking!"
Ren Xiaosu finally understood. So this guy was just rambling and trying to let off some steam. However, Ren Xiaosu also realized that An Yuqian was not an ordinary person. Even a scammer would probably not recite all that just to earn 500 yuan. Most importantly, no one could possibly teach him how to say what he just said.
Ren Xiaosu looked at An Yuqian and said, "If you teach them, I'll pay you 500 yuan for each lesson."
An Yuqian's eyes lit up, but he immediately held himself back. "But my time is very precious."
"400."
"Hey, why is the offer getting lower?!"
"300."
"Alright, I'll teach! 500 yuan! And not a cent less!"
Only then did Ren Xiaosu smile. "If you don't teach them well, I won't pay you."
"How can I not teach them well?" An Yuqian's eyes widened. "I… Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you!"
But An Yuqian suddenly felt there was much more about this young man before him than he had thought. Would a normal student pay 500 yuan just to attend a lesson?


This is a brand new story.
Survive the darkness, see the light
There is no right or wrong, it just depends on which side you are standing on.
To be a god, or to be a man.
To be good, or to be evil.
Just what is...the highest order of weapon that humanity has?
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After a great catastrophe struck, the world was set back many years and humanity started living in anarchy.
With time, society started building up again and people were now living in walled strongholds and fringe towns across the land.
Humans have also become distrustful and ruthless in an unforgiving society where the strong survive and the weak are eliminated.
Growing up in such an era, Ren Xiaosu had to fend for himself.
After an incident, he gained supernatural powers...

32 class high, outside the door, in the hallway. Wenzhi: Exactly what happened, let them four, now think up to study hard! Is it because their four parents, the company they are driving, are all bankrupt at the same time?

But it is not without this possibility, because recently, the stock market has fallen very hard, if their four parents are speculating, their parents run a company, it is possible to go bankrupt at the same time! Liuyudi: The reason why we will come to the door of class 32 at noon today, and stand in the hallway, is because from here through the window, you can see four of them, because the four of them are always radiant, always with the first pair of confident appearance, so people are very curious, why are they so confident?

Before noon today, I always thought that their family, so very confident, but now, my cognition has changed. Sun Ya: I am the same, there seems to be nothing more confident than hard work! So if we continue to stay here, it will make a difference, we will be looked at by others, do you want to be looked at by others?

I don't want it anyway! Lu Meng: So now we're going back?

Back to the classroom in Class 33, and then study hard? Wenzhi: What else? We are already students in Class 33, and now we have to be acutely aware that for us, in another year we will graduate from high school, although after graduating from high school, it does not mean that our study career is over, but this year is crucial for us, isn't it?

We should know how to cherish time, shouldn't we?

Liuyudi: Should, cherish the time, this is as an effort to actively sunshine youth standard, I personally feel that I am very sunny, but now I not only want to live sunny, but also hard work to live, because some people are doing positive energy things, and I was infected!

Sun Ya: So positive energy is able to spread, at least when I see someone struggling hard, I think I should also work hard, and I think we as senior students, we should work hard. Lu Meng: That is to say, everyone has made a decision, is at noon, will not rest again, because we have senior years, so we have to study hard, I believe that when we strive hard, those who see us struggle, it is possible, like we see people struggling,

To strive for hard work, because the positive energy will be passed!

Two o'clock in the afternoon, half an hour before class, 33 classes high in the classroom! Chen Ting: It's rare. You still have a hard day to study! I thought that someone like you who thought you were very smart would never have struggled that day, but today, you let me see a different you, but now the question before you is, while there is no class time, follow me to drink a cup of milk tea?

Still holding a dull textbook, here to continue to hard reading!

Lu Meng: Hehe!

Chen Ting: It seems that I am right, learning the knowledge in the textbook is a chore, since now you have the opportunity, do not have to suffer, why not take this opportunity? Lu Meng: It seems that you are a little overconfident, we are already senior students, as senior students, we should do what we should do, don't you know?

If you do not understand what I said, I can directly answer you, I am sorry, I am now studying hard, please go aside! Chen Ting: What the hell happened?

To make a lively troublemaker into a good baby? Lu Meng: Please leave me right away, but also hope to ask you to pay attention to your words, I am only my father and mother grandparents, and N years later my future husband's good baby, and only they are qualified to call me that, if you want me to continue to respect you, I hope you can continue to respect me, so now please respect my decision

, don't disturb me to study.

Chen Ting: I'm afraid of you, but I'll find out why you want to study hard, and then, let you change back to the lively and active you once! Lu Meng: It's just that I'm learning now, I've always been lively and active, but I think now I'm senior, I should know when to do something, for example, in the next full year, I should study hard, rather than accept the invitation of which boy, and then silly with this boy each holding a cup of milk tea

, walking around the campus.

6:30 P.M., half an hour after school, in class 33 classrooms.

Fan Zeng: Why in the afternoon after school, the classroom will soon be no one, and half an hour later, high 31 class two class three class these three adjacent class classroom inside there are a lot of people? Chen Ting: Because to the senior, so everyone is nervous up!

But this atmosphere is also too nervous, even I feel a little depressed!

Fan Zeng: Because you and I are the exception, and I like quiet, but you like the buzz, so I can accept such an atmosphere, even I can say that I like this atmosphere, but for you, I am afraid that now won't, you can not integrate into such a positive learning environment!

Chen Ting: As the only student in the whole school who can take the first 10, and every time to pick up the number one students, you like this atmosphere, beyond reproach, but does not mean that our life is to learn the knowledge of the textbook, this is not too monotonous?

Fan Zeng: But we are students now, as a responsible student, we should do what we should do, is to study hard, there is nothing wrong! Chen Ting: There's nothing wrong with it, but I feel like I'm being pushed out! And there is a lot of knowledge that can be learned not in textbooks, and there are many examples that have proved to us that a large part of our future achievements in our careers care about the knowledge we have learned and used in our own hands, so I personally believe that learning how to use knowledge now

More important than learning knowledge now. Fan Zeng: No one is crowding you out, all you need to do is fit in!

And I believe that you can fit in with this, if you like, but only if you are willing to learn from the example! Chen Ting: I'm not going to think of you as my role model, even if you can take the first place every time, because you were born to learn textbooks with a lot of talent, and I know that doesn't mean that in the future, you will achieve more in your career than I do, because I feel that my ability to be flexible, Hands-on ability is far better than you, but it does not mean that I can not find a role model to learn!

An Asian girl named Judy on a hard study tour.

If it was anyone else saying this, Headmaster Chen would just take it as a joke, but since it came from San Yuan, he was still skeptical, but also hopeful about the outcome. If No. 60 High really could rank in the top eight, he would probably wake up laughing from his dream.
"Your predictions have always been very accurate, but I want to ask you a question: Who do you think will be the champion school? Devil-Subduing High, or Titan High? Or South Sea Sky High?" asked Headmaster Chen. They were the three schools that he was more wary of, and the ones that he wanted the students of No. 60 High students to avoid as much as possible when they entered the battlefield.
Devil-Subduing High was proficient in the "study of control," Titan High was strong and invincible given their "powerful defense and strength output," and South Sea Sky High had formidable "sense of perception." On their own, they would be particularly troublesome on the battlefield; if they formed an alliance in this competition, it would be disastrous. Thus, Headmaster Chen reckoned that even if the students of these three schools didn't win the championship, they would at the very least make it into the top four. Besides, these schools were relatively famous, and the fighting strength of their students in recent years had been very impressive.
Titan High's basketball team had already defended its number one position in the country for a whole thirty years without ever once losing… mainly because no one could guard against the fearsome bulks of these Titan High tank students. When they moved, each one of them was like an advancing aircraft carrier or battleship. All the teams they encountered didn't dare make even the smallest move; if they were tripped up and pressed down, they would be seriously injured…
Listening to Headmaster Chen, San Yuan pondered for a while. To be honest, there were indeed plenty of famous and powerful enemies among the schools participating in this competition. Compared with No. 60 High this year, Devil-Subduing High, Titan High and South Sea Sky High certainly were all powerful opponents. But in addition to these top-tier schools, there were some middle-tier schools who were also formidable opponents, like Tianshi Imperial High School, Nation League No.1 High School… 
Of course, the school which San Yuan thought was the most troublesome wasn't in this list.
He believed that there was a middle school, which Headmaster Chen had underestimated, that could become this year's champion.
"Do you know Balance Flame Middle School, Headmaster Chen?" San Yuan looked up at that moment and seemed lost in thought as he looked at Headmaster Chen.
"Balance Flame Middle School?" Headmaster Chen repeated the name.
This school… It did have a reputation, but Headmaster Chen hadn't put it on the list of schools to watch out for since it was a middle-tier school. 
"I know this school." He seemed to be considering his words carefully. "Balance Flame Middle School is a completely closed off cultivation school. All the students board at the school. They only get two hours of sleep each day, and the rest of the time is devoted to cultivation. They get up at 4 o'clock in the morning for collective sword practice, and the food which the school canteen prepares is all nutrition and fasting pills… In my opinion, this kind of education is extremely unscientific."
"But ninety percent of its students get into key universities, and ninety percent of those ultimately enter key cultivation universities; even the worst students can get into a second-tier university," San Yuan said.
"This sort of closed off education is indeed amazing, but I still think it's harmful to the students' physical and mental development," Headmaster Chen said. "San Yuan, do you think this school can win the championship? I don't think so. Although these students are trained to become learning and fighting machines, it's very easy for them to become rigid thinkers who are overly stubborn and dogmatic. In a big national competition like this, it's very important to be flexible. What's more, it'll be Senior Grade One students participating this time, and I don't think the Middle Grade Three students of Balance Flame Middle School will be a threat to them."
"You're wrong, Headmaster Chen."
San Yuan shook his head. "As far as I know, Balance Flame Middle School has its own stringent admission criteria: Students need to have a certain degree of self-discipline and learning capability. Students who can learn may not ultimately do that well in their studies, but those who can't learn will undoubtedly do worse, unless they're possessed by Eurogod[1]. These students are very good at research and learning, and they know how to use what they've learned from the textbooks and apply it in the real world."
Headmaster Chen hadn't expected San Yuan to suddenly bring up this point. "Learning capability…" 
"The first subject that Balance Flame Middle School students learn when they enter the school is copying.' Every student in the school has a unique view on copying someone else's strength. Even if a group from Balance Flame Middle School might have only spent a semester there, if you put them on the battlefield, they'll absorb the tactical thinking of the strong cultivation schools like Devil-Subduing High, Titan High and even South Sea Sky High, and slowly build on it later. In the end, they might become great, fearful devils," San Yuan said.
San Yuan's words might sound like an exaggeration, but Headmaster Chen was in fact well aware that the students of Balance Flame Middle School did have more abnormal learning capabilities.
If San Yuan hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten this point… 
"I recall that the current headmaster of Balance Flame Middle School is…" Headmaster Chen looked a little nostalgic.
"Zuo Qingqiu," San Yuan answered immediately.
"Oh, so it's that boy." Headmaster Chen smiled. It was a familiar name.
"It looks like this Headmaster Zuo is an old acquaintance of yours?" San Yuan chuckled.
Practically all of the headmasters who had graduated from cultivation military school alongside Headmaster Chen that year had been crushed by his formidable tactical thinking before. This included Li Qingxi, headmaster of Devil-Subduing High, and Zuo Qingqiu, headmaster of Balance Flame Middle School; they had suffered tremendously from his array of surprising support spells!
For the national competition this time, all school headmasters had to take command. If this was before Zuo Qingqiu became headmaster of Balance Flame Middle School, Headmaster Chen would have to think carefully about how to deal with this middle school.
But now that he knew that the headmaster was Zuo Qingqiu, he was immediately all smiles in his office.
"Zuo Qingqiu this kid has always been the conservative type, which may become a major weakness of his command." Headmaster Chen tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair and pondered for a bit before saying, "What Balance Flame Middle School has to be careful about is to absolutely not lose too many teammates in the early stage. Given their strong learning capability, they might get the upper hand during the middle and later stages of the competition."
San Yuan: "What do you mean?"
Headmaster Chen snapped his fingers. "Since it's like this, how about we concentrate our firepower and get rid of this time bomb at the very beginning?"
[1] An Internet buzzword usually used to describe a person who is extremely lucky.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
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I placed my trapper-keeper under my chair as I took my seat at the desk. Latin was one of my best classes, and it seemed to come even more natural to me than speaking English did. However, today I was a little offset from my normal self. Perhaps it was my mother's sudden caring behavior that triggered this displacement of my usual nature. Or maybe it was something else entirely? My social anxiety was through the roof that day, and I had already snapped at five students. 'It's only third period, why am I at my witt's end already?' I sighed to myself. But just as I was trying to clear my head, a sudden wave of fear washed over me. 'I know this feeling, this terror,' my eyes widened as it dawned on me. It was the exact same feeling I had when I had laid eyes on her, that mysterious, frightening woman from earlier that morning. Slowly, I scanned my eyes around the classroom. This spirit really was persistent when it came to trying to mess with me. It was hard enough trying to be invisible in this school, the last thing I needed was for her to distract me during the day. As a wave of students entered the room at the last minute, I caught a glimpse of her dark figure behind the door. She slowly curled her fingers around the side of the door, and poked her head out. Between her sadistic, twisted grin, her empty eye sockets, and the dried streaks of blood running down her face and neck, I was chilled to the bone.

The bell rang, signaling the start of class and our teacher, Mrs. Vexis, cleared her throat. The projector was one, and on the whiteboard there was a very easily recognizable Crest. A smile played across my lips as I took note of what today's lesson was going to be about. Harry Potter was one of my favorite book series, and its use of Latin words and phrases was always fun to study.

"Salvete, Omnes," Mrs. Vexis called out to us, to which we responded with a loud "Salve, Magistra!"

"Now, let's begin class, shall we? Miss Grey, could you please read the phrase used in this Crest, and identify today's lesson?" Mrs. Vexis called on me.

"Ita vero, Magistra! 'Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus' translates to 'Do not wake the sleeping dragon'. Depending on the sentence, titillandus could also mean 'tease', but in this sense it means 'wake'. Our lesson today will be on Harry Potter and the use of Latin in the series." I couldn't help but feel excited about it, I had been hoping for months that we would go over this in class.

"Excellent pronunciations, as usual. Maybe you could teach the class a few things today, Miss Grey?" The teacher teased my enthusiasm.

Heat instantly crept up my neck at those words, causing a few snickers behind me and someone whispered "nerd." My embarrassment lasted only a few seconds, though, as a cold hand was placed upon my burning skin and a multitude of spine-tingling voices echoed in the back of my head. 'Feeling embarrassed, are we now? I could teach them not to make fun of you. Just let me in, and I'll take care of them all,' the demonic woman requested. So that was what she wanted so badly. She wanted a host, someone to use as a vessel to connect with the living world. And I was quite possibly the only one she had found so far who could see her. Now the question was what did she want with the living world? To kill people? How could that bring her satisfaction? Or was it possible she was just wanting me? I had no idea who this woman was, how she died, or what she wanted with me in specific. I needed more knowledge about her. A seemingly distant voice snapped me out of my reverie before I became completely lost in it.

"Sarah? Sarah? Yo, are you good? You look like you've seen a ghost," the guy next to me whispered.

"Mr. Taylor, is there something you'd like to share with the class? You seem to find something a little more important to discuss than my lesson," Mrs. Vexis took notice of the guy who had been checking on me.

"Minime, Magistra!" He responded sharply. So his last name was Taylor, but what was his first name? I never paid enough attention to the other students to know anyone's names.

Thanks to this Taylor guy though, the woman didn't bother me for the rest of class. If it weren't for him, who knows what she would have done or said to me? I most certainly wouldn't have been able to pay attention to the lesson, and there would no doubt have been consequences. When class ended I grabbed my stuff and headed for the door. As I weaved through the crowd of students, moving toward my locker to switch my morning textbooks for my afternoon textbooks, a voice called out to me. A quick glance over my shoulder revealed that the guy was expertly maneuvering through the wave of people to catch up to me. But why?

"Hey, Sarah! You forgot your pencil on your desk!" He handed a black mechanical pencil out as he reached me.

"This isn't mine, I only use old school pencils. They're less likely to break on me," I replied, turning away from him.

"Wait, please don't go! I know it's not yours, it's mine, I just needed an excuse to get you to stop. I was wondering if you wanted to maybe eat lunch with me? I mean, if you already have plans to eat with someone else that's fine too," he rubbed the back of his neck in a sheepish manner. Why did he want to eat with me? If he knew enough about me to know my first name out of a class where we only used last names, then he should know the only time I ever interacted with other students was in a cold manner. And yet he still invited me to eat with him?

This was the first time I'd ever spoken to him, or even looked at him for that matter. He wasn't bad looking though. His light brown hair looked as if he didn't know what a brush was, but it matched perfectly with the freckles painting his nose and cheeks, as well has his hazel colored eyes. He wore black plastic framed glasses, the rectangular lenses perfectly complimenting the shape of his face. His lips were semi-full, and the way they curved at the corners made his smile seem flawless. That particular day he wore a red flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms, and he had left the top few buttons undone, revealing the white t-shirt he was wearing under it. Complimenting his flannel was a pair of Levi jeans and black Converse low top sneakers. Just like me, he carried his materials in a trapper keeper slung across his chest and his textbooks in his arms. I couldn't help but feel completely star-struck by this guy, and suddenly felt nervous. Just one look at him and anyone could tell he was a nerd. But nerdy looking guys were always a huge weakness of mine. He wore the confidence of a man who played as DM for a high school D&D group, which was quite possible, given the amount of clubs this school had.

"Why would someone like you want to eat lunch with someone like me?" I blurted out at him.

Before he answered my question he looked over my shoulder. I followed his gaze with my own eyes, and caught something dark disappear behind a corner. Lowering his voice to just a whisper he responded. "Because she seemed to be bothering you earlier. But once I said something it was as if she vanished. She was probably afraid of someone else noticing her. So I wanted to eat with you so she would stay away from you."

So I wasn't the only one who could see her? Just who exactly was this guy?

My name is Sarah Grey. I am an American girl living in Saginaw, Michigan. On first glance, you would think I was just any ordinary girl trying to make her way through this life. But let me let you in on a little secret of mine. I see dead things. Ghosts, demons, spirits, souls, whatever you want to call them. That is the secret I keep hidden from everyone I know. But you're different, you might not think I'm crazy. Why don't I share my story with you, huh? I think we might be able to become good friends. Sit back, grab your popcorn or whatever snack you like, and enjoy the show.

Chapter 2. Rebirth (2)

"I am going to school."

"Watch out for cars. Be safe."

Ren tightened his shoelaces as he left his room. It's been a few days since he had again started going to school but it always felt refreshing.

'Youth sure is nice.'

Ren felt that being young was best. It's been a few days since he had became young again and Ren felt that his body was full of energy.

It's been a few days since he had transmigrated into another world and it still feels surreal to Ren. 

At first, he had thought the he will again wake up in his 47 year old body but he was relieved that it wasn't a dream.

These few days, he was also adjusting to his new life. At first, he had trouble talking to his parents but he had now adjusted to it.

He already have the memories and feelings of the previous owner, so he didn't have much trouble admitting them as his parents.

At first, it was awkward to have conversations but he gradually got used to them and the memories and feelings also helped him.

The second thing that he was doing this past week was finding information on the internet. Although he had the memories, he still felt the need to search for information.

That's why he was browsing the internet for any information and what he found was unbelievable. 

Although the history of this world only had slight difference, he found that the culture of both world was vastly different.

Nearly all the movies and songs of this world was different from his own world. Although the quality was not that different, the songs and movies were still different.

Not only the songs and movies but the stars of this world were also different. There were no Charlie Chaplin or Robert Downey Jr in this world.

All the stars and celebrities in this world was unfamiliar to him. It was also the same for books.

All the famous books like the world famous «Harry Potter series» and literary masterpieces like «Gone with the wind» are missing in this world.

Ren was sad that he will not be able to read those masterpieces again but he was also happy because this world has its own collections of books which Ren had never read before.

Their quality were also not inferior. There were also top quality literary masterpieces and intense fantasy novels in this world.

That's why he had been mostly reading those books these past few weeks.

In this world, Ren's family wasn't rich but they also don't have money problems and the previous owner had also saved up quite a bit of money.

It was his pocket money which he had saved for buying a video game which Ren had used for buying the books.

It wasn't like Ren hated video games but instead of games, he was more inclined towards books. He will rather read a book than play a game.

As he was thinking about that, he reached his high school. It was still early but there were already students entering the school.

His high school name was Gahai high school and it was a fairly old school that was famous in the area.

The school was located besides a small hill. The hill was small and only small animals like rabbits and stray dogs live there but it was a famous spot for students.

The sunset from the hill looked good and it was a popular spot for confessions and you could even see some couples there in the evening.

As he was thinking about that, he soon entered his classroom.

The atmosphere of the classroom was heavy like usual. Ren was in his third year of high school and it was the time when students are the most worried about their university exams.

Ren could see various students studying and only some students were talking among themselves. 

Those talking among themselves were also only making small talks as not to disturb the students who were studying.

Ren quickly found his seat and moved towards it. His seat was in the last row besides the window.

As soon as he sat down on his seat, his shoulder was tapped by someone. 

"Hey, Ren, did you read the light novel I lent you?"

"Yeah, I read it. It was fun."

The person who spoke to him was a average high school student. His name was Kenzaki Kei. He was his best friend.

He was a average looking youth with black hair and black eyes. Most of his features are ordinary and the only thing that stood out was his passion.

"I know, right. It was a great read. It was only the author's debut work but he really hit it off from the start. It was really entertaining and I even heard that there would be plans for a spin-off and a anime series will be also be airing soon."

"Hey, Kei, can't you keep it down."

Hearing Ren's words, Kei glanced around the classroom and saw that several people were looking at him with dissatisfied expressions.

Kei hurriedly lowered his head out of embarrassment and shame.

Kei was always like this. He always got passionate about his likes and hobbies when talking about them. His likes were also peculiar. They were light novels, mangas and anime. Overall, he was a otaku.

"Ah, it is the most embarrassing thing that had happened to me."

Hearing Kei's words, Ren snickered and said.

"Isn't the most embarrassing that happened to you was getting rejected by the school queen?"

"…..Can't you forget about that."

Kei groaned as he said with a embarrassed face.

"How can I forget about that? You fell in love with the school queen just because she smiled at you."

Kei hided his face when he heard Ren's words. It was a embarrassing moment for him. He had gone to confess to the school queen back then and he was rejected as soon as he confessed.

The school queen didn't even gave him a glance and rejected him without thinking a second.

"….I was naive back then."

"You are still naive. Haha."

Ren was already familiar with Kei after a few days of talking and they had also become good friends. Ren knew Kei will not mind his words.

Kei also didn't say anything about Ren's mocking. He knew he was just making fun of him and didn't mean it seriously. 

"The teacher is coming."

Someone shouted and the whole class turned silent hearing that. All the students hurriedly pull out their books. Even Ren and Kei pull out their textbooks.

'Slide!'

With the sound of door opening, the teacher entered the room. 

The teacher was a middle aged man in his 40s and he had a rather intellectual look on his face. He was even wearing glasses which made him look more scholarly. 

His name was Shiki sensei and he was the history teacher as well as Ren's homeroom teacher. 

He was a rather popular teacher among students because of his kind and gentle nature and his teaching methods. 

"Let's start the homeroom."

Fame, wealth, prestige, genius, destruction, despair, loss and failure.

Those are the eight words which describes Ren's life completely.

He was hailed as a genius but his arrogance led him to despair. From a genius, he became a failure.

He was just struggling with his life when fate gave him a second chance.

Now, what will he do after he found himself waking up in another world.

Nakagawa Aokiji did not mean literal sacrifice.
"The game that was created by Class 4 of the second grade was a game called [Nonexistent Person]. The rules of the game were straightforward, select a person from the class and ignore him completely. Treat him like an invisible man and pay no attention to whatever he did. In short, treat him like a nonexistent person."
The winter was over, and the spring weather was nice and cool. Even though it was close to dawn, the temperature at night was still freezing.
After listening to what Aokiji just said, a sudden chill came over them as they felt a strong sense of absurdity. It was not because they were frightened, it was because they did not expect that the vast fire incident was all because of a game.
They didn't really understand the details of the incident. They knew that the protagonists of the event were all the students from the fourth class of the second grade, and a transfer student, Ito Shunji.
Indeed. At that time, the students intended to choose the person by drawing lots after they came up with the game.
However, nobody wanted to be the [Nonexistent Person]. So someone suggested that since all of them already knew about the game, it would defeat the purpose of the game, even if they succeeded in choosing someone to be the [Nonexistent Person].
The reason was that the chosen person would have known about this game and that everybody else was just acting. If it were the case, the game would be meaningless and therefore, no fun.
As a result, the students of Class 4 of the second grade racked their brains to think of a way to optimize the game.
Just when they almost wanted to give up, the teacher announced that a student would transfer to their school in a few days.
The students from Class 4 of the second grade were very excited. They had finally found the most suitable person to be the [Nonexistent Person]!
And this was the initial cause of the fire incident in Akichi High School.
"Aokiji, how could we not know about this incident?!" Masato Yamazaki freaked out upon hearing it, but he was not done talking, "You didn't even inform us before coming here."
The others nodded along. Although they did know a little regarding the incident, they were definitely not as well informed as Aokiji.
Aokiji smiled, "I'm telling you guys right now for the sake of intensifying the atmosphere. Wouldn't it be very boring if you knew about it earlier?"
Even though they came to Akichi High School without preparation, Aokiji had already inquired into the incident, mainly to enhance the atmosphere while exploring the high school.
Based on what he could see, it was beneficial.
"But wouldn't the teacher step in?" Chiba Shiori suddenly opened her mouth. She looked at Aokiji and asked, "Normally, when a student transfers to another school, he would have to make a self-introduction… Don't tell me, the game had already started that time?"
Even if the game started and all his classmates treated Ito Shunji as the [Nonexistent Person], he could still talk to the teachers and students from other classes.
If this happened, Class 4 of the second grade would not be able to pull off the game.
Kimura Kazuki glanced at Shiori and nodded. This story was indeed full of flaws from his point of view. Maybe it was just like what Aokiji said, it was only to enhance the atmosphere.
"It was said that even the teachers participated in the game," Aokiji did not ignore Shiori's question and replied directly. "As for the students from other classes, Class 4 of the second grade had told them in advance. The game that was only supposed to be played amongst themselves eventually became a game that was played by the whole school."
Aokiji noticed the doubt on Shiori's face and smiled.
 "At that time, the President of the Student Union of Akichi High School was from Class 4 of the second grade, and he was the biggest delinquent in the school."
"Huh? I thought only those who are good in studies and of excellent moral characters can be the Student Union President?" Suzuki Aichi remarked, "When I was in high school, a senior of that nature held the post of President of the Student Union."
Without waiting for Aokiji to reply, Yasuda Aoi, who was standing next to him, smiled and said, "Aichi, yours was a special case. For the sake of the college entrance examination, the majority of high school students were devoted to learning, both mentally and physically. Along with the addition of club activities, they couldn't serve in the student union."
Aokiji rolled his eyes at Yasuda Aoi, who talked out of turn. He knew that Yasuda wanted to show off in front of Aichi and thus, decided not to say much.
Kazuki nodded quietly, seemingly deep in thought.
One could only do so much. Kazuki could study and hold the positions of the Head of Department of Sword Believers' Club and the President of the Student Union at the same time.
He believed that no one in the school would reject him if he wished to be President.
In spite of that, he did not do so as it would be very tiring. There was a limit to what a man could do, it would be impossible for him to do that.
The person who was serving as the President of the Student Union in Sakura Kyu Academy was one of the members of the Sword Believers' Club, Yanagawa Izumi.
This guy's grades were awful, he did not have the inborn talent for studying. His study plan for the guy was basically useless, which was why Kazuki told him to be the President of the Student Union.
The college entrance examination in Japan was different from those of other countries.
The examination was divided into two sessions. The first session primarily consisted of written exam to examine the capability of mastering knowledge from textbooks. The second session would be either a college interview or a professional assessment, testing one's ability, and also his skill in answering questions.
These two sessions of examination could help in further discovering the students' potentials. They would then enroll the students based on their performance or overall results.
If Yanagawa Izumi fails his written exam, he might still get a chance to further his study, as he was the former President of the Student Union.
"Those female leads in anime, paragons of virtue, serving as the Student Union Presidents and the Head of Department in clubs, bantering flirtatiously with the male lead, are fictitious," Sakai Reiko who was next to him mocked.
Aokiji could not help but smile. The horrifying atmosphere that he rendered just now dissipated after all the interruption.
Contrary to what one might expect, Shiori had been thinking. Unlike Kazuki, she was a real novelist. Even though the sales of her first published work was not very good, at least she had taken the first step to become a novelist.
The editor told her that there were two quick ways to gain popularity.
First, she could write a light novel that was guaranteed to be popular. As long as it was well-liked, manga, cartoon adaptation and popularity would come surging.
Secondly, she could write a non-mainstream light novel, gather some fans first, and make steadfast progress. There was no need to reach for what was beyond her grasp.
Which was why she chose the supernatural genre. And for the sake of writing, today she deliberately came to Akichi High School, a school that was discussed on all paranormal forums and infamous for its supernatural incidents.
"Mr. Nakagawa, how did you know about these?" Shiori realized that she was straightforward and smiled faintly.
"I apologize, I just wanted to know about the incident five years ago as it will help me in my writing."
Aokiji laughed, "There really is nothing to hide. If you investigate thoroughly, you will find out something about the fire incident five years ago. Almost all the students in Class 4, the second grade were taken away. There was actually a sick student who had requested a leave of absence and was resting in the dormitory. He managed to escape death by sheer luck."


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

However... ... During this period of time, his studies were indeed very lax "...".
Probably at the girl's level, she was a genius who did not need to work too hard to directly get super good grades, right?
"Big Brother's grades are so good? Haha! BRAINIAC Tang, even if you are a wife-spoiling devil, you can't lie like this! My boss's grades... Haha, are even worse than mine... Love Blinds the eyes! " Monkey laughed loudly.
He laughed very happily.
Xia Ling propped up her face and looked at monkey, smiling as well.
On the other side, Tang Mohan glanced at monkey.
...
When the results were released, monkey's face wouldn't hurt too much!
Su Xia's results were already better than his, yet monkey actually thought that a young girl was a bad student.
Anyone who looked down on a young girl would eventually be slapped in the face by a young girl.
Tang Mohan had already discovered that the young girl probably had a face-smacking halo on her, so don't say something like she couldn't do it in front of her... ...
They would all lose miserably!
MM, practice it for yourself.
* 
The second year of high school ended, and the third year of high school began at the end of July.
Entering the third year of high school, one month had passed since the end of the study of the textbooks, followed by revision, exams... ...
The exam papers were like snowflakes, the teachers of various subjects were desperately handing out the exam papers, and each assignment had four to five exam papers.
Even if it was Tang Mohan, he didn't want to take the road of adding points to Olympiad Mathematics, but he had to take the third year of high school seriously.
* 
The third year of high school, the first round of mock exams.
The exam venue was disrupted, the students were swapped, and the invigilators were all randomly selected by the city's education bureau.
The teachers of No. 1 Middle School made a solemn vow and gave an estimate of 683 points to the first-ranked examinee.
If this score could be stabilized to the college entrance exam, then the 985 points would be stable. It would also be randomly selected by schools below the level of Tsinghua University.
However, when the final exam rankings were announced.
On the top of the list, there were two huge scores and schools that blinded the eyes of all the teachers in B city.
FIRST PLACE: Tang Mohan, 735 points, B city's third middle school.
Second place: Su Xia, 730 points, B city's third middle school.
...
This Tang Mohan was the Tang Mohan they knew.
What about Su Xia?
Was she still the Su Xia they knew?
A young girl who spent her days fighting all day actually scored 730 points... ...
If I remember correctly, the highest score in B province's college entrance examination last year was only 713 points, right?
Now that the ceiling had been raised to that high, what would happen after that What did they want to do in the college entrance examination Soar to the skies?
* 
When he saw this ranking.
Principal Li was grinning from ear to ear. He even called the class teacher of grade two, class three, and brought all the leading groups to have a meal.
Not to mention anything else, just thinking about the principal of No. 1 high school and seeing the expression on his face, principal Li felt elated. He wanted to have a good drink with the teachers!
* 
And No. 1 High School, from the teachers to the students, was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.
In the past, it was always in the top 10 on the tyrant's list.
This time, No. 1 High School actually had an extra champion in the joint examination results, and it was two students who had been kicked out of No. 1 High School.
Forget about Tang Mohan, his results were always the result of the teacher's victory.
However, what about Su Xia?
This girl!
When she entered No. 1 High School, she scored more than 30 points in the entrance exam. This time, she showed off her might when she returned to No. 3 High School?
Was She plagiarizing?
Her face hurt. The Dean looked at the girl's name and went to the city education bureau to get Tang Mohan and Su Xia's papers.
However, there was nothing wrong with the girl's papers. Her exam room and Tang Mohan's were not in the same school. Moreover, the entire exam room was blocked... ...

Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

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