I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 83 is so bad it's not a lesson anymore, it's art!

The person Zhang Jilong was looking for was naturally Chen Zhou.

As a renowned sports coach, he absolutely cannot afford to miss out on such talent.

Yesterday at the train station, Chen Zhou's running form was so outrageous that it still felt like he was at the level of a master athlete.

If they trained under him for a while longer, things would get really messy.

He's at least a National Games champion.

Zhang Jilong frowned.

The current problem is, given how big Guangya No. 2 Middle School is, how can we find him?

Zhang Jilong also did not know Chen Zhou's name.

He realized that yesterday was Thursday, which should have been school time, but Chen Zhou was on his way back to Guangya.

That means he took at least one day off yesterday.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jilong breathed a sigh of relief; narrowing down the search area would make it easier to find the person.

However, even if the search area is small, he cannot find Chen Zhou on his own and still needs the school's help.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jilong confessed the truth to Secretary Wang, and said with a smile:
"Secretary Wang, actually, the reason I came to No. 2 Middle School today is to find a promising sprinter."

Upon hearing this, Secretary Wang was somewhat surprised:

"The one who gets noticed by Coach Zhang must be exceptionally talented. I wonder which player on the field it is?"

Zhang Jilong's gaze swept across the field once more, then he shook his head:

"That student isn't here."

"not here?"

Secretary Wang was puzzled and quickly called the coach over, asking:

Are all the school's sports students here? Are any of them absent?

The coach said:
"Secretary Wang, everyone is here except for the two girls who are on leave."

Secretary Wang glanced at Zhang Jilong, and seeing him shake his head, he said to the coach:

"It's alright, let's continue training."

Secretary Wang was puzzled. Could it be that the sprint seed that Zhang Jilong was looking for was not a sports student?

After the coach left, Zhang Jilong revealed the truth to Secretary Wang:

“I met this student from your school at the train station yesterday evening. He helped recover the stolen goods during the robbery.”

"I feel he has great potential in sprinting, so I would like to ask Secretary Wang for help in finding this student."

Zhang Jilong felt that this information was sufficient and should be enough for Secretary Wang to find Chen Zhou.

But to everyone's surprise, Secretary Wang only listened to half of it before suddenly realizing something, laughing, and saying:

“Coach Zhang, I know the student you're looking for. His name is Chen Zhou. The Municipal Public Security Bureau even sent a banner this morning to commend this student. He also attended the symposium with me.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jilong's eyes lit up, and he laughed heartily:
"That's truly like finding something you've been searching for everywhere without any effort."

Secretary Wang laughed heartily, then called Ke Linhai:

"Hey, Director Ke, could you call that student who did the heroic act this morning to the gymnasium? Yes, there's something I need to talk to."

……

High school (8) class.

The second period was still a Chinese class.

Chen Zhou switched seats with Li Bin and sat by the window, enjoying the breeze and the view, feeling quite content.

The subject of Chinese language and literature is highly distinctive.

As long as you listen attentively in class, do your homework diligently, and memorize the key points carefully, you'll see when the grades come out that it was all for naught.

Moreover, looking at the blackboard, Ren Feng had somehow found a secondhand PowerPoint presentation, and as he spoke, he himself became unsure of what he was talking about.

Chen Zhou felt that he would have spoken better than Ren Feng.

Out of boredom, Chen Zhou cautiously glanced at the back door, preparing to take out the "Xian Ni" novel he hadn't finished reading at noon and savor it again.

However, just as he reached his hand into the drawer of the table, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

No, it’s murderous!
Chen Zhou squinted and slowly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw those dead fish eyes staring at him from the window.

He instantly shifted his gaze, pretending to be listening intently to the art of teaching, and even appearing to have reached a high level of understanding.

Chen Zhou stated: "I never listen to bad lectures, but this is so bad it's not a lecture anymore, it's art!!"
However, Chen Zhou's struggle did not escape Jiang Yuyan's sharp gaze. She slowly spoke from the back window:
"Chen Zhou, come out for a moment and take the things out of the table."

As soon as the voice rang out, the whole class seemed to freeze for a moment, and then everyone opened their eyes wide, afraid that Jiang Yuyan would call on them at any moment.

Fortunately, she only glanced at the others before focusing her attention on Chen Zhou.

Seeing his friend being favored again, Li Bin shook his head and said:
"Hey elbow, you don't need to attend this class anymore. How many times a day are you being called out?"

"You think I want to?"

Chen Zhou smiled helplessly, took out "Xian Ni" from his desk drawer, and walked out of the classroom.

Zhou Xinglun, who had turned around to watch the commotion, widened his eyes the moment he saw the novel in Chen Zhou's hand and exclaimed in a low voice:

"Holy crap! You beast, elbow!"

Chen Zhou chuckled awkwardly and uttered a "sorry".

With a bit of trepidation, Chen Zhou opened the back door and stood before Jiang Yuyan. Meeting her icy gaze, he awkwardly scratched his head.
"Sister Xi, I haven't watched it yet."

Shen Enxi chuckled:
"I can't even think about it."

As she spoke, she took the copy of "Xian Ni" from Chen Zhou's hand and gave him further instructions:

"You did so badly on the history exam at the start of the semester, and you still have the nerve to read novels in class?"

Chen Zhou was baffled by this logic and asked in confusion:

"Sister Xi, but this is a Chinese class..."

Shen Enxi rolled her eyes:

"Since you won't listen anyway, you might as well do something useful."

Shen Enxi knew that no matter what Chen Zhou did in class, as long as he didn't stand on the table and do a striptease, Ren Feng generally wouldn't say anything.

Chen Zhou smiled slightly and saluted:
"Order!"

Shen Enxi patted him on the shoulder with the novel in her hand and said in an annoyed tone:

"You're so irresponsible. Go to the stadium now, Secretary Wang is waiting for you there."

"Secretary Wang?"

Chen Zhou thought it was an act of bravery, but wondered why it had to be done at the stadium.

It's not like we're having a concert.

Chen Zhou shook his head and walked towards the stadium, still puzzled.

Walking through the tree-lined path behind the teaching building, the white dome of the gymnasium in the distance gleams in the sunlight.

When I pushed open the side door of the gymnasium, the cold air from the air conditioner, along with the smell of the rubber floor, hit me.

The sports students were training in groups. Chen Zhou, with his sharp eyes, spotted Wang Rui and Zhu Zhou warming up by running laps around the basketball court.

Wang Rui happened to run past the side gate and saw him, asking:

"Brother Zhou, what brings you to the stadium?"

Chen Zhou pointed to Secretary Wang and Zhang Jilong on the stands, and Cheng Yanqiu beside them, and said:

"Secretary Wang asked me to come over."

"Secretary Wang?"

Wang Rui was stunned for a moment, then quickly said:

"Then let's hurry over there, don't keep the secretary waiting."

Chen Zhou raised his hand and smiled:

"Okay, you can continue training."

As Chen Zhou approached, Secretary Wang saw him from afar and immediately waved to him:

"Chen Zhou, come here quickly. This is Coach Zhang Jilong from Beijing Sport University. He's from Jiangxi Province and came here specifically to see you."

"Teacher Zhang?"

Chen Zhou looked at Zhang Jilong in surprise and asked in confusion:

"Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to No. 1 High School for an exchange program? Why are you here at our school?"

Upon hearing this, an awkward silence fell over the room, as if several crows had flown by.

(End of this chapter)