You're my wife, don't doubt it!

Treat studying like life, or I'll punish you first.

……

Chapter 143 The Academic School

2023-03-27

After following the lead dancer through this so-called "Francis Inspirational Exercise," Xiao Yao was drenched in sweat and panting heavily. For the first time, he felt that the armor was somewhat cumbersome.

The crowd dispersed quickly and orderly after finishing their exercises, and soon only the five of them remained on the playground.

"Please follow me to continue your tour of the temple," the faceless nun invited with a warm smile.

But we're not here for sightseeing! Although Xiao Yao couldn't see her face at all, he could tell she had a friendly smile.

The whole place made him very uncomfortable.

Even in Professor Yao's esteemed classroom, he had never felt this uncomfortable.

It had nothing to do with religious atmosphere—Xiao Yao had been in and out of Yu Bo's Sacred Heart Church many times and had never felt uncomfortable.

Moreover, in Song Haijian's understanding, religion was probably just one of the architectural design elements that could be freely combined with other elements. For example, when they were doing exercises earlier, Xiao Yao noticed that the monks were wearing school uniform trousers and various kinds of sneakers under their robes. Also, although the interior of this monastery had a high Gothic dome, anyone with a discerning eye could see at a glance that its function was essentially that of a school corridor and classrooms.

Unlike real school corridors, all classroom and corridor windows within sight are fitted with sealed iron bars.

Seeing Xiao Yao's serious confusion, the faceless nun explained to him, "This is only to prevent individual cultivators from taking extreme actions."

“I think it will only encourage more cultivators to take more extreme actions,” Yu Bo pointed out.

“It’s alright,” the faceless nun said. “Before that, they will achieve success in their current stage of cultivation and then fly to higher places.”

Xiao Yao said, "The higher Icarus flies, the less likely he is to be saved when he falls."

Shen Jie asked, puzzled, "What is Icarus?"

Yu Luying explained, "In Greek mythology, a person who wanted to fly to the sun with wax wings became so arrogant that he flew too high, his wax wings melted, and he fell to the ground and died."

"Whether it's Icarus or Helios, those are not within Dean Song's scope of consideration," the faceless nun concluded.

From the moment they entered the inner corridor of the monastery, Xiao Yao and his group of four followed the instructions of the nun, separating themselves with the men on the left and the women on the right, three meters apart, with the nun sandwiched in the middle.

No matter where you go, Song Haijian's painting is posted everywhere. What's strange is that, no matter what perspective principle the artist used, no matter what angle you look at the painting from, Song Haijian's small eyes are staring intently at you—of course, it's also possible that the eyes in those paintings can move.

The song "Francis's Motivational Exercises" was still playing softly and endlessly in the corridor, which made Xiao Yao feel very irritated.

Boom

Baby

Why take time off for something as trivial as being sick?

more study

Baby

You dare to go home before the self-study session is even over?

No, no studying!

……

Xiao Yao and his group followed the faceless nun around the corner of the monastery corridor and saw several large banners with red backgrounds and white characters hanging on the wall.

"Quality education is the most shameless lie! Reducing the burden on students is the most shameless lie!"

"Happy education is a conspiracy by the US to weaken us!"

"Exam-oriented education is the only way to achieve upward social mobility!"

Xiao Yao shifted his gaze from the banners and turned to look at the classroom beside him.

The "monks" and "nuns" in the classroom were reading aloud, creating a noisy commotion.

The arrangement remained the same: men on the left and women on the right. Everyone's hair was tied up and hung from the roof beam.

Outside each classroom door stood a nun in a black and white robe draped in scarlet armor. She held a leather whip at her waist in one hand and a long-handled club with an axe inserted in the other, standing motionless with her head bowed.

There was also a teacher wearing a suit and glasses, patrolling the corridor of the classroom, holding a small tool in his right hand, like a club, with one end neatly filled with an inch-long steel needle.

"What is that thing she's holding?" Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

Shen Jie whispered, "I've seen this in my family's kitchen, but I didn't ask what it was for."

"Since we already have the story of hanging one's head from a beam, this must be the story of 'piercing one's bones with needles'," Yu Bo guessed.

"Isn't it a cone?" Xiao Yao asked.

"You are still cruel."

“Then this teacher must have the surname Rong.” Yu Luying suddenly thought of something, wanted to laugh, but felt it was inappropriate, and quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

One of the little "nuns" seemed to be asleep, and even the "head hanging from the beam" technique couldn't stop her from falling asleep. The female teacher in the suit immediately rushed over, raised the object in her hand, and stabbed it into the little nun's thigh.

A girl's scream rang out in the classroom. Crimson liquid immediately gushed from the skirt on her thigh, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. However, the other "monks" and "nuns" ignored it and continued reading their books.

"Hiss—" Xiao Yao gasped, it looked painful: "Is this teacher equivalent to 100 Rong Momo?"

"This is all for their own good." The faceless nun noticed the dissatisfaction on the faces of the four visitors and explained to them, "This isn't the first time that girl has done this; this is to save her."

"Haha, yeah," Xiao Yao replied with an awkward laugh.

"Fine, fine, fine"

No one in the class is allowed to be late!

Grades, grades, grades

Don't let me find out you're dating too early!

fractions, fractions, fractions

No one in the class is allowed to be late!

Grades, grades, grades

Don't let me find out you're dating too early!

Listening to the lively singing, Xiao Yao and his group of four followed the faceless nun up to another floor.

Because of the faceless nun, the four of them couldn't easily speak their minds, but at this moment, they were all harboring the same concerns.

Actually, they weren't particularly interested in visiting Song Haijian's twisted inner world. Their purpose in coming here was to steal the exam papers. Little did they know that Song Haijian had foreseen their arrival and arranged for his inner shadow to greet them and lead the way. It seems that stealing the exam papers without anyone noticing will be very difficult now.

Xiao Yao had other worries in his heart—Zhao Xiaomei had informed him that she would frame Song Haijian tonight, but the four of them had deviated from the original plan and arrived at Song Haijian's hall ahead of schedule.

In other words, while everyone was leisurely visiting the hall, Song Haijian might have already fallen victim to the virus in the real world.

Of course, if time had truly stopped, then there wouldn't be much to worry about what might happen "outside." However, given the current situation, Xiao Yao was very worried that someone had secretly placed an invisible mirror somewhere out of sight...

"Rankings, rankings, rankings"

A good university is the only reliable option.

Try harder, try harder, try harder

Scores are king, or you'll be fired.

Rank, rank, rank

A good university is the only reliable option.

Try harder, try harder, try harder

"Scores are king, or you're fired."

Walking with Shen Jie in the school corridor reminded Xiao Yao of the journey they took together to the "Parent-Child Education Center" to rescue Yu Luying in Teacher Yao's hall.

To this day, he still cherishes the memory of that trip, because it felt like a picnic with a beautiful girl on a crisp autumn afternoon.

It was during that trip, when the two were sharing liquid dark chocolate, that Shen Jie first proposed sending him abroad to study for an MBA, and began to seriously plan their future together.

Next, at the parent-child education center, the weakened symbiosis between myself and Yu Luying was strengthened.

In other words, Shen Jie's conjecture that "breaking up with Xiao Yao would weaken the symbiosis, while dating Xiao Yao would strengthen it" may be correct.

But why, even though Shen Jie and I were intimate again last night, did our symbiotic relationship not recover at all?

A new hypothesis is that the principle of this symbiotic relationship is based on intention, not actions.

Of course, Xiao Yao had no evidence.

If this assumption is true, it means that Shen Jie still hasn't truly accepted herself from the bottom of her heart.

Although she no longer mentioned the word "breakup," she also never said "make up." Although the two still lived under the same roof and occasionally had physical contact, Shen Jie no longer acknowledged her as his "girlfriend."

Even during their passionate moments last night, Xiao Yao still couldn't figure out what their relationship was.

The boy didn't know whether this was a tragedy.

Separated by the faceless nun, Xiao Yao was unable to have a heart-to-heart talk with the girl beside him.

Not long ago, in this corridor, Shen Jie began to plan their future together for the first time.

In this short period of time, the relationship between the two people quickly heated up and then cooled down. A lot happened, but it has returned to the current awkward state.

The same goes for me and Yu Luying. We hold hands and hug, but we're still nameless and unclear, defined only by the term "special best friend for life"...