Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 10: Deduct 1 point for all night long and ascend to the sky the next day!
Before they finished laughing, they saw Lao Li glaring at them and scolding:
"You guys, are you still laughing?"

"Ye Chen is at least an immortal seedling, so what are you?"

"If I don't seize the time and work hard, I won't even be able to get into an ordinary university. Do I want to graduate from a junior college and consider working in a construction site to lay tiles? Or go to the mountains to dig spiritual stones..."

After Old Li's scolding, Zhang Dahai and several male classmates around him turned blue and white on their faces.

They are all young people, and it is the age when they are most likely to save face.

Being scolded by the teacher was nothing, the key point was that Ye Chen was used to criticize others, so naturally everyone felt embarrassed and their faces looked unhappy.

Only Lin Mo restrained his smile, but his expression was normal, but he did not say anything.

After Lao Li scolded him, he said to Ye Chen:

"Let's leave it at that for today. You go back first. I'll talk to Zhu Hongyuan's parents later."

When Ye Chen heard this, he frowned. He wanted to say something, but was blocked by Lao Li's words "Go back to class quickly", so he had to give up in the end.

Just before he walked out of the office, he looked at Lin Mo and the others and snorted coldly:
"The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!"

Shen Jin, you’ve read too many Chuunibyou novels... Lin Mo turned his head and didn’t bother to pay attention to this Chuunibyou syndrome.

After Ye Chen left the office, Lao Li turned around and looked at them and said:
"You guys are neither high nor low in the class, and two of you can't even go to an ordinary university. Don't shrink! I'm talking about you, Zhang Dahai!"

Zhang Dahai, who was named, lowered his head with a deathly pale face.

Lao Li's output has just begun:

"Lin Mo at least did well in the written test and can go to a good ordinary university."

"What about you? Your score in the last two mock tests was not even enough to get into an ordinary college. What do you usually do?"

"And don't laugh, you guys! Is Ye Chen as hardworking as others in his daily practice?"

"When Ye Chen first joined the class three years ago, he was at the bottom of the class. How about now? He is the first in the class!"

"You guys should learn more from Ye Chen in your daily practice, otherwise you won't be able to reach the third level of Qi Refining when combined."

Zhang Dahai lowered his head and muttered, trying to interrupt the spellcasting: "I would like to learn, but no one has given me the title of [Son of Luck]."

"Zhang Dahai, you still have the nerve to speak!"

Old Li immediately widened his eyes, pointed at him and said:
"What's the use of just having a title? Others have also worked hard to practice and achieve their current achievements."

"A truly strong person never complains about the environment!"

Of course, the strong will not complain about the environment, because they have made the environment worse... Hearing this, Lin Mo chuckled in his heart.

However, if he said this, he would definitely be happy to learn the essentials of the technique ten times more.

Lin Mo lowered his head and wrote furiously, while what he heard went in one ear and out the other.

Fortunately, Zhang Dahai was the main output target, and the others were secondary targets. Lin Mo was the one who suffered the least output among all.

By the time he had almost finished copying the essentials of the technique, Old Li was almost thirsty from talking, so he stopped.

"If I catch you guys again, you'll go back home for the rest of the day and you're not allowed to come to school again!"

Old Li drove them out of the office with a gloomy face.

Zhang Dahai walked out of the teacher's office building and said unconvincedly:
"What's so great about Ye Chen? He just got the title of Son of Fortune by sheer luck. Three years ago, he was not as good as me!"

"And Lao Li, too. Why aren't we working hard? Isn't meditating for more than 10 hours a day considered hard work?"

The classmate next to him comforted him: "Brother Zhang, calm down. Ye Chen is a son of destiny. He will go to Taoism College in the future. We are just ordinary people. We can't afford to offend him!"

"Ah, there's nothing I can do. To be honest, when Ye Chen glared at me just now, I felt a little weak."

"Who said it wasn't true? I heard that the second-generation immortal Zhu Hongyuan from Class 7 was severely injured by him. I almost wanted to slap myself just now. How could I not hold it back?" "But to be honest, it was really funny, especially when the line about thirty years in the east came out, I really couldn't help it."

"Hahaha, me too..."

"..."

After a few words of chatting, the tense atmosphere in the office relaxed a little.

By the time the brothers' faces were full of smiles again, the bell for the end of evening self-study get out of class rang.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Wuhu~! Another muddled day!"

"Haha, copying books is pretty good. I seem to have understood a little bit of the essence of the technique. Maybe I can make rapid progress tomorrow and surpass Ye Chen!"

"Awesome! Gou Fugui..."

"Okay, okay! We'll live together..."

"..."

Several people waved to each other, those who should go back to the dormitory went back to the dormitory, and those who should go home went back home.

Lin Mo also patted Zhang Dahai on the shoulder: "Son, see you tomorrow!"

Zhang Dahai cursed back with a smile, his expression had returned to his usual heartless self. Then he waved and followed his dormitory classmates back.

However, Lin Mo, who had always known him well, still noticed that the steps he and those classmates took when they left seemed a bit heavy, and it was obviously not as easy as they said.

Lin Mo looked at their backs and shook his head.

Zhang Dahai might not know why Lao Li scolded him at the right time.

In the eyes of the class teacher Lao Li, whether it is him or Zhang Dahai and others, there is a high probability that they will not be able to achieve immortality in the future.

It is naturally not a good thing for them to offend Ye Chen, a favored child of heaven who is destined to embark on the path of immortality.

Although the nine continents are now unified and the legal system is perfect, there is no longer the chaos of hundreds of years ago when monks treated mortals as ants and slaughtered them at will.

But practitioners are extraordinary people after all, and ordinary people cannot afford to offend them.

Now they are still students, and Lao Li can still take care of them.

Ten or twenty years later, perhaps Old Li would have to bow respectfully in front of Ye Chen and address him as "Master Immortal".

If Ye Chen says at that time that it will be difficult to appease my Taoist heart if I don't deal with you, who can stop him?
Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a little heavy in his heart.

These speculations may never happen, but who can guarantee that they will not happen?
After all, whether these speculations will become reality depends entirely on Ye Chen's thoughts.

It was not until this moment that Lin Mo realized from Lao Li's performance that the so-called world of cultivating immortals was more cruel than he had imagined.

He patted his cheek to sober himself up a little.

Decided!
If you don’t sleep tonight, you will lose 1 point all night, and you will be promoted the next day. Start by quitting sleeping!
Lin Mo clenched his left fist and thought to himself with firm conviction.

after an hour……

"Damn it, I almost fell asleep again!"

Lin Mo woke up from the futon on the floor and slapped his cheeks hard, trying to let the pain drive away the sleepiness, while brainwashing himself:

"You are less than 18 years old. How can you sleep at such a young age?"

(End of this chapter)