This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 8 Big News! Big News!
"Master Chen, in two years, the college entrance examination will depend on you to uphold the reputation of Yunqi No.1 High School!"

"..."

There's really no need to place such high hopes on it.

When it comes to testing one's understanding of Taoist principles, doctrines, and spiritual practice, Chen Shi'an dares to say without shame that no one within a thousand miles can surpass him.

But reading and studying...

He never felt that he was bad at studying.

Having spent almost no time in school over the years, I have no idea what the classes are like or what we learn on a daily basis, let alone being parachuted into a high school campus.

People should always maintain a certain degree of awe towards the unknown, and Chen Shi'an is no exception.

Even though his master had already praised him to the point of being like a literary genius descended from heaven, the young Taoist priest remained humble. In fact, he always considered himself humble...

"Has Master Chen seen the admission notice?"

"I saw it. It says to report to Class 5, Grade 11?"

"Correct."

Principal Lin poured Chen Shi'an another cup of tea and introduced, "Our school's operation and teaching management have been quite good over the years, and we have sent many high-quality students to various universities. Class 5 of Grade 11 is our top science class, and our homeroom teacher, Teacher Liang, is a provincial-level special-grade teacher. Over the years, she has also taught several top scorers in the city."

Although he lives in the mountains year-round, Chen Shi'an has a mobile phone with internet access, so he has some understanding of common terms such as science, humanities, top classes, and top scorers.

In short, the class is amazing, the students are amazing, and the teacher is amazing.

But Chen Shi'an was still somewhat surprised and asked, "Class 5 is a science class?"

"Yes, it's a science class."

Principal Lin nodded. "As the saying goes, if you master math, physics, and chemistry, you can go anywhere in the world without fear. Your master thought about it and realized that you have a thorough understanding of Taoist magic and can recite the Four Books and Five Classics fluently, but you just happen to lack math, physics, and chemistry. So he asked me to arrange for you to be placed in the science class."

"Why isn't it the first year of high school?"

“Your mentor said that the first year of high school is too late, the third year is too intense, and the second year is just right. He has confidence in you.”

"..."

Master, you really know how to make things difficult for your disciple! You must be laughing happily in heaven right now, watching your disciple's predicament!

With the image of a scholar already firmly planted on his head, Chen Shi'an didn't have the nerve to suggest switching to the humanities...

In truth, Chen Shi'an didn't really care whether or not to switch.

Ultimately, it stemmed from an overconfident arrogance within him. After all, having grown up, there was nothing Chen Shi'an couldn't learn or understand. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dropped out of elementary school after only a few days, finding his classmates slow-witted, his teachers like parrots, and the material too simplistic.

Of course, this arrogance was well hidden, and often even Chen Shi'an himself didn't realize it. In his daily life, he usually presented a humble image to others.

However, it couldn't be hidden from the master.

[You know everything, except for the fact that there are always people more capable than you, and that there's always something beyond your understanding!]
It seems that transferring to the second year of high school to learn science from scratch was a trial deliberately arranged by the master.

Chen Shi'an was intelligent, and after figuring out the reasons, his desire to be challenged was also ignited.

Why can others study science but I can't?

Just give it a try!
In this respect, the master and apprentice were reversed—Chen Shi'an appeared humble on the surface, but was somewhat arrogant inside; while his master privately taught him to restrain himself, but took every opportunity to praise him to the skies outside...

Seeing that Chen Shi'an remained silent for a long time, Principal Lin asked again:
"Does Master Chen have any other ideas? Please feel free to tell me."

"No, then everything will be as my master arranges. Thank you, Principal Lin."

"It's nothing major, just adding a table."

Principal Lin smiled and said, "Then let's do it that way. Mr. Chen, please have a seat for a moment. I'll make a call to Teacher Liang and ask him to come over. From now on, Teacher Liang will be your homeroom teacher. Mr. Chen, you can talk to him about anything you need."

"Thank you, Principal Lin. Now that I am your student, you can just call me by my first name."

"Okay, Shi'an, if you don't mind, you can call me Uncle."

"Uncle Lin."

As Chen Shi'an spoke, he took a wooden tea canister out of his bag.

This tea canister, along with the tea inside, was made by him, and its level of craftsmanship is in no way inferior to high-end souvenirs.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you so much by coming here to study. I left in a hurry this time and didn't bring many gifts. This jar of Xuan Yue Xue Ya tea is grown and picked by our own temple. My master likes to drink it. There happened to be some left over, so I brought it for you to try."

Xueya is a type of green tea, mostly harvested after the last snowfall in early spring each year, hence its name. Xuanyue Xueya is unique to Xuanyue, consisting of one bud and one leaf, with a very limited yield. It has a high aroma, mellow taste, and clear green liquor, making it a top-grade tea, especially since it is grown and harvested by Jingchen Temple itself.

Principal Lin enjoys drinking tea, as evidenced by the numerous tea canisters, tea cakes, teaware, and tea stains in his cups throughout his office.

Upon seeing the jar of Xueya tea that Chen Shi'an handed over, Principal Lin's eyes lit up. He wanted to politely decline, but ultimately accepted it with a smile.

Principal Lin of Xuan Yue Xue Ya had drunk it before. If it were bought in the market, he wouldn't have had much of a reaction. The key to his enthusiasm was those four words: self-grown and self-harvested!

Others might not know the skills of Chen Shi'an and his apprentice, but how could Lin Ming not know? He regarded the tea grown and picked by Jingchen Temple as a precious treasure.

"Shi'an, you're too kind. Then I won't stand on ceremony... Hmm, good tea, good tea!"

"The tea trees were planted by my master on the back mountain. The yield is not much, but it's enough to drink. If you like it, Uncle Lin, I'll pick more after the spring snow next year."

"How embarrassing!"

"Of course, it is my duty. My master taught me to be grateful and repay kindness. I can't just come here and cause you trouble, Uncle Lin."

"Hey, we don't talk about these things among family."

If his previous care for Chen Shi'an was merely at the request of an old friend, then now, Principal Lin genuinely likes this young Taoist priest.

While having tea, Principal Lin made a phone call to the homeroom teacher of Class 5, Grade 11.

"Hello, Teacher Liang, are you free right now?"

"Is there something you need, Principal Lin?"

"As I mentioned to you last time, the student who transferred to your class has arrived. If you have time, come to my office. I have some things to tell you."

"Okay! I'll be right there!"

Upon hearing the words "Wenquxing" (a popular science program in China), Teacher Liang instantly perked up, fearing another homeroom teacher might snatch it away, and hurried off to the principal's office. Hehe.

As expected, Principal Lin takes the best care of Lao Liang!

……

After entering the second year of high school, both teachers and students began to feel the pressure.

Summer vacation is over, and we had to attend extra classes until last week. We only got two days off after the monthly exam.

Class 5 of Grade 11 is on the second floor. Even though classes don't officially start until tomorrow, many students have already returned to the classroom to study.

Since the class division and subject assignments in the second semester of the first year of high school, the students in the class have become familiar with each other. The students in the classroom are studying, while the students outside the classroom are playing around. Many people are crowded on the balcony, looking down at the new first-year high school faces walking by on the school path.

"Hey! Look at that junior! Her legs are longer than my life!"

"Damn, that guy's such a show-off, wearing a monocle and thinking he's Kaito Kid?"

"The quality of the female students this year is not good. There isn't a single one who can fight as well as the class monitor?"

"Your requirements are a bit too high."

"But our class monitor really is..."

"How dare you! You don't want to study anymore? Do you think you can criticize the class monitor like that?"

As a group of people were playing around on the balcony, a boy ran over quickly.

"Intelligence! Intelligence! Breaking news! Big news!"

"What's wrong, little Kunkun? You're such a grown-up now, can't you be a little more mature like your dad?"

"Stop barking like a dog, or you'll have to ignore it. This time, there's really big news!"

No one believed it, and they burst into laughter: "When has your information ever been accurate? It's either rotten gossip or fake gossip. Last time you said the cafeteria was going to change contractors, but they didn't even change the menu. Where did you get this fake news to fool us this time?"

"My intelligence was wrong, how could it be fake news!"

"I don't believe you anymore."

"What do you know!" Zou Xiaokun's face flushed red, and he didn't even bother to push his glasses up his nose. "Intelligence is divided into different grades, and this intelligence is based on my own observation, so it's top grade!"

"Really? Are you seeing things?"

"I can see every single hair in your nostril when you stick your nose out!"

"tell me the story?"

Seeing that everyone had finally become interested, Zou Xiaokun then said mysteriously:

"The school has hired a Taoist priest!"

"..."

"real!"

"This sounds even more absurd than changing the cafeteria contractor. Why would a school hire a Taoist priest for no reason?"

"I'm not kidding you. I saw the security guard take that Taoist priest to the principal's office, and then guess what? Teacher Liang was called over too!"

Seeing that Zou Xiaokun's confident demeanor didn't seem like he was lying, the crowd became more animated and enthusiastic about the matter.

"No way? The school hired a Taoist priest? What do Taoist priests do? Do they do feng shui? Exorcise evil spirits?"

"I hope there's nothing dirty in there..."

"Be careful what you say! It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't!"

"Damn it, what you guys said makes me feel really cold."

"What's the purpose of calling Teacher Liang over? Does it have something to do with our class?"

Zou Xiaokun was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He was surrounded by people asking him questions after he had a big piece of gossip, and he couldn't resist the feeling.

"Could that filthy thing be in our class?"

"Isn't our class full of scoundrels?"

"Don't interrupt, you bastard!"

"That's very possible! Ever since I moved to this classroom for summer tutoring, I've felt dizzy, forgetful, sleepy, weak, and listless every day!"

"Could it be that this is why I failed the exam this time?"

"Alright, alright, one of you're rushing too much and the other is learning too little. You've really found an excuse."

"Then why do you think the school needs to find a Taoist priest, and even call Teacher Liang over?"

As everyone continued their discussion, Zou Xiaokun coughed twice and said, "I have another piece of information. Do you want to hear it?"

"Say it!"

"There was a senior from the previous year, in Class 5 of the second year of high school. I heard she couldn't handle the pressure and developed Yu Yu syndrome, and then..."

"Jumped? Jumped?"

"No, I dropped out of school and traveled around the world. I even filmed videos of my travels. Now, not only is my Yu Yu syndrome cured, but I'm also a big internet celebrity with hundreds of thousands of followers."

"..."

"..."

"Get the hell out of here! Don't even think about ruining my Daoist practice! I love learning!"

(An extra chapter will be added at midnight tonight. Please vote and follow along! TT)

　Thank you to the class leader who didn't know what name to choose and just randomly picked one! Thank you to the following classmates for their generous donations of hundreds and thousands of coins: 1994后再见, 青叶闲人, 苇米, Gao杰, 霎生尘杪, 一只在转角被吻的猪, 四点点点, 沐阳浴月, etc.!

　　
　
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