Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1237: The shrewd maneuvers to take advantage of the situation
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【Changan College uniform】

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"That's good." Chen Xiaojun lowered his chin slightly, and his tense face finally relaxed a little.

Afterwards, he stopped looking at them and slowly turned to Zhuang Mocheng and the other two.

Chu Youwei and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. The pressure from this kid was really enormous. His whole body pressure was like a mountain falling on top of them, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Chen Xiaojun walked to Zhuang Mocheng's side, gently lifted up his clothes, slowly sat down, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the delicate texture of the rosewood, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhuang Mocheng didn't say anything, but just looked at Chen Xiaojun calmly for a while.

Then, he lowered his eyes to hide the gleam in his eyes, picked up the purple clay teapot, and gently poured a cup of fragrant tea.

Zhuang Mocheng slowly pushed the teacup in front of Chen Xiaojun. The glazed celadon reflected the boy's tense jaw under the soft light, adding a bit of coldness.

He then sighed slowly and said, "Xiaojun, this was not done by the teachers either. I have asked."

"We were just going with the flow. We were planning to deal with it after you came back."

"Since we promised the school team to let you make the decision, there is no need for us to go back on our word."

"Who would have thought that you would come here and handle it yourself."

Jixiang frowned slightly, his expression serious, and said in a steady tone: "Xiaojun, there are no fools here, and the teachers are even less likely to be short-sighted."

"I will never do those shady things just to offend you for a little thing."

"After all, such actions are neither necessary nor likely to succeed, and will only bring trouble upon oneself."

Chen Xiaojun nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, and said: "Uncle Jixiang has filtered it. Since you have told me so frankly, I will naturally believe you."

Jixiang was shocked and waved his hands quickly, saying, "I don't deserve the title of uncle, Xiaojun, please don't embarrass me."

Chen Xiaojun looked gentle and smiled as he said, "Uncle Jixiang, you are joking. Aunt Shiqiong and our Chen family have a long history and a deep friendship. It is only natural for her to call you uncle."

Jixiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I see, then I won't refuse it."

Chen Xiaojun secretly complained, "Old Six, the movie star-level guy. The first time Chen Xiaojun called Xue Shiqiong aunt, it was at his house, in front of him."

He was simply concealing the true relationship between Xue Shiqiong and the Chen family.

Zhuang Mocheng stroked his beard and said with a smile, "That's great, Xiaojun, let me tell you something."

"Teacher Yan Chengyi and Teacher Jixiang will serve as the captain and vice captain of your school team and lead you to participate in the Gaoying Competition."

"This time, the semi-finals and finals will be held in Tiandou City, the imperial capital. Teacher Jixiang has a wide network of contacts there and is familiar with everyone. He will definitely be of great help to you."

Chen Xiaojun's eyes lit up, and he said with joy, "That's great. I'll have to trouble you two teachers to take care of me in the future."

Yan Chengyi and Jixiang each waved their hands with a humble look.

As the Dean of Studies of the Higher Education Department, it is customary for Yan Chengyi to serve as the team leader. He is also Yan Xiaolai's father.

He was quite excited about being the team leader this time.

After all, there are three deans of instruction, and they take turns. This Gaoying competition allows him to catch up with Chen Xiaojun and the Golden Generation.

Jixiang's appointment as deputy team leader was somewhat unexpected to everyone. Chen Xiaojun felt that there might be other hidden secrets in this, but it didn't matter.

Then, Chen Xiaojun's originally peaceful face frowned slightly, and his expression instantly became solemn and serious. He asked in a deep voice: "Everyone, have you figured out who is behind all this?"

Yan Chengyi sighed softly and shook his head slowly: "Alas, we haven't found any clues yet."

"The other party acted extremely cautiously and did not leave even the slightest clue."

Chen Xiaojun looked deep in his eyes and said slowly, "There are only two possibilities if we can't find any clues."

"First, this person is hiding very deeply, and there must be a powerful force behind him to help him cover his whereabouts."

"Second, it's purely 'the dark under the lamp', maybe the answer is hiding under our noses."

When Jixiang heard the words "darkness under the lamp", he asked in confusion, "Xiaojun, do you mean that the person who spread the rumor is hiding among these students?"

Yan Chengyi thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Lao Ji, this may make some sense."

"Previously, our focus of investigation has been on teachers. After all, teachers have access to more information and have more motives and opportunities to commit crimes."

"However, the confidentiality of this matter itself is not strict. The people who know about this matter are far more than just the teachers. One or several students may also know the inside story."

Jixiang nodded slightly and said softly, "I hope so. I hope there is no more complicated conspiracy behind this."

Chen Xiaojun seemed quite calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said: "Whether it is the secret room behind the scenes or the students acted spontaneously, it doesn't matter."

"In the end, they can't make any big waves in this matter."

Yan Chengyi looked determined and said decisively: "We will go all out on this matter, investigate it thoroughly, and give a clear result."

After all, the struggle between camps is no small matter, and the interests and relationships involved are intricate and complex.

Was this an accident or was it done on purpose? The truth behind it was completely different, and the impact would be very different. At this moment, Zhuang Mocheng said, "You guys should leave first. I have something to talk to Xiaojun about alone."

Everyone stood up, bowed respectfully, and left one by one.

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In such a large space, there are only Zhuang Mocheng and Chen Xiaojun left.

The surroundings were so quiet that even each other's breathing could be heard clearly. A subtle silence permeated the air.

Zhuang Mocheng's eyes were deep, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and he was the first to break the silence: "Crisis is crisis, as the saying goes, 'Misfortune is the root of blessing'."

"Xiao Jun turned this critical situation into an opportunity, and turned the tide in this ever-changing situation. This is really a good move."

Chen Xiaojun just smiled lightly, his expression indifferent, and said modestly: "Mr. Zhuang, you are too kind. These are just some small tricks, not worthy of being in a high-class place."

Zhuang Mocheng nodded slightly.

It is very rare for an ordinary teenager to have such wisdom.

But the man in front of him is the young master of the Chen family. He grew up in power struggles and disputes and has experienced countless storms. To him, these methods are indeed just small scenes and tricks.

As Zhuang Mocheng spoke, he skillfully poured Chen Xiaojun another cup of hot tea. The aroma of tea rose up and filled the air.

He slowly said, "Xiao Jun, it's not uncommon for secret rooms to exist in the academy."

Chen Xiaojun responded softly: "Yeah."

Zhuang Mocheng looked deep in his eyes and added: "Moreover, some of these secret forces even come from the imperial capital."

Chen Xiaojun still looked calm, and just said "hmm" again lightly.

Zhuang Mocheng paused for a moment, and his tone became serious: "The boss has gone into seclusion."

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and said, "So that's it."

In this academy, there are three to four hundred faculty and staff alone, and the personnel composition is complex. It is normal for spies from various forces to mix among them.

Perhaps, even those seemingly insignificant people like sweeping the floor, cleaning the house, washing clothes, and cooking in the kitchen may be spies of some force.

Moreover, the number of these spies is by no means limited. Even the school’s top management knows exactly which spies belong to which side.

Even what Zhuang Mocheng said, that some spies were sent by the government to monitor the dynamics of the academy, is not surprising.

Zhuang Mocheng is a shrewd old fox who is well versed in the art of power.

He took advantage of the huge wave of the fight between the two sides and successfully attracted the attention of spies from all sides, thus concealing the fact that Zhuo Qianren was in seclusion to break through the seal.

At the same time, he cleverly put enormous pressure on the spies through the apparent secret of "investigating and arresting spies", forcing them not to act rashly.

Although this is their base camp and is relatively safe, in order to minimize all factors that may interfere with Zhuo Qianren's breakthrough, Zhuang Mocheng's series of arrangements can be said to be well-intentioned.

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However, his remarks were mainly based on conspiracy theories, and he still believed that it was caused by spies.

To be more conspiratorial, Chen Xiaojun even suspects that it is not the spies, the teachers or the students, so what about you?
If the old guy in front of him directed and acted in the film himself, he would be killing two birds with one stone.

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Chen Xiaojun looked calm as he picked up the celadon teacup slowly and rubbed the rim of the cup with his slender, jade-like knuckles, letting the curling tea smoke enshroud his eyebrows like a veil, as if he was quietly brewing something.

Zhuang Mocheng also looked calm and composed, with the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes relaxed. He held the teacup and put it to his lips to take a sip, and a contented sigh escaped from his throat.

The young man smiled and gently put down the teacup. He said in a clear voice: "Since Mr. Zhuang wants to make the situation more lively, why not add a few more fuel to the fire and let the spark spread all over the prairie?"

Bronze lamp flowers danced in Zhuang Mocheng's eyes. He raised his right hand slightly, made a gesture of invitation, stared at Chen Xiaojun with interest, and motioned him to continue.

Chen Xiaojun raised his jade-like knuckles and gently tapped the armrest beside him: "In the past, the student rankings were evaluated by the instructors internally, which was not transparent enough and ultimately lacked some of the heroic spirit of the martial arts world."

"Today, it's lively here, why not follow the example of Tianshi City and set up various lists."

"The challenge they are going to set up is like the Battle Soul Test. The list is divided into three levels, covering the lower, middle and upper three departments, named Xingchen, Beidou and Ziwei, and 50 people will be selected from each level."

"On the three-point leaderboard, those at the lower levels can challenge those at the higher levels, but they cannot challenge those at the lower levels."

Seeing the old man's pupils shrink slightly, he continued: "Aren't we currently expanding the camp?"

"Students go out for training and exchange their points for rewards. We can also set up a list for this matter. We might as well name it the Thousand Tribulations List to give it glory."

“All these things are not one and the same, and these kinds of reforms are more eye-catching.”

Zhuang Mocheng crushed the tea stems lightly with his fingertips, and a gleam of brilliance suddenly flashed in his originally turbid eyes: "What a good way to take advantage of the situation and create waves!"

"Xiaojun, you are still so generous. I'm afraid this academy will stir up a storm because of you again..."

The tea mist still lingered, and the eyes of two generations collided quietly in the void.

(End of this chapter)