What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Song Zhiyu had a million "whys" in her heart.

What she just witnessed in the principal's office cannot be explained by common sense.

On what grounds?

Why did the principal act arrogantly towards Qin Ze at first but then become obsequious?

On what grounds?

Those experts and deans were fighting over Qin Ze like madmen?

After thinking it over and over...

In Song Zhiyu's mind, only one possibility remained—

Qin Ze has an extraordinary background.

So she opened her big eyes and stared at Qin Ze with unwavering determination.

They were making it clear that Qin Ze wouldn't be leaving unless he answered.

Qin Ze scratched the back of his head and said somewhat helplessly, "My dad's name is Qin Wei."

"Qin Wei?"

Song Zhiyu quickly searched for the name in her mind.

Her family background is also quite extraordinary.

From a young age, the guests who came to our home were all from the provincial level or higher.

therefore.

Song Zhiyu has heard of anyone active on the front lines who has influence.

soon.

The answer came to her: "Qin Wei? Didn't he previously work in the General Office of the National Government?"

"ha?"

Qin Ze couldn't help but purse his lips.

"No, my father is a genuine farmer."

Song Zhiyu was amused: "Are you kidding me? If your father were just a farmer, would everyone treat you like that?"

"I see. Is it because your family wants you to keep a low profile that you don't want to tell me?"

"Don't worry, I'm not the gossipy type. I just want to know your background."

Qin Ze smiled and waved his hand: "I don't have any background, just messing around with you, senior."

"Do you think I'm stupid? That professors would fawn over you like crazy if you didn't have any connections?"

Qin Ze said helplessly, "I just got a slightly higher score."

Done.

Qin Ze broke through Song Zhiyu's obstruction and walked straight ahead.

soon.

He then went into the cafeteria.

After a whole morning of fussing, his stomach was already growling.

But Song Zhiyu was still a little unwilling to give up, and asked while getting her food.

"Having a high score isn't right either. There are plenty of people with high scores in school. I was the top science student in the country back then, and I didn't get this kind of treatment."

Song Zhiyu was originally a graduate of the University of Technology.

He then worked in education at the university.

So I've seen at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand, geniuses.

Most of those who can get into this school are top scorers from their respective schools.

Who hasn't achieved a perfect score?

However, Qin Ze's situation certainly cannot be explained by a high score alone.

So she persisted, "What score did you get?"

Qin Ze shook his head: "Senior, don't make things difficult for me. They don't allow me to talk about my scores."

"Tch! Just making things complicated!"

Song Zhiyu already knew what was going on.

Most people who get high scores on tests are eager to tell others.

Just you.

They're still trying to hide it.

Without a doubt, it can't be that high.

It's even possible that your high score is just an excuse.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Song Zhiyu felt that with her resources, she would find out about Qin Ze sooner or later.

"Alright, you can eat it yourself."

Song Zhiyu waved his hand, then sighed and said, "Yin Yang Dao."

"I, an associate professor, am going to run errands for you and get some materials done."

Qin Ze nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Chao Chao!"

"Let me emphasize again, I'm not your senior, and my name isn't Chaochao. I'm your counselor!"

Done.

Song Zhiyu turned around and left in a hurry.

Qin Ze was left with a black line on his face.

With your loud voice, tell me if you're noisy or not?

There are wrong names in this world, but there are absolutely no wrong nicknames.

With a sigh, Qin Ze waved his hand and summoned his security guards.

"Brother Sun, want to grab something to eat?"

Sun Xian, who was responsible for security, waved his hand.

"You eat first, we have rules."

Qin Ze picked up a chicken leg and put it in his mouth, asking as he ate.

"Brother Sun, can't I really tell anyone about my results?"

Sun Xian explained, "Yes, your college entrance examination results have been encrypted, and only those approved by the National Security Bureau are qualified to know them."

"But I'm afraid that if I don't say anything, this noisy senior won't be satisfied."

Qin Ze said worriedly.

"Look, he's already starting to suspect that my father is some kind of powerful being."

"Sooner or later he'll get to the bottom of this."

Sun Xian also noticed this situation and nodded.

"Don't worry, we'll handle it."

Qin Ze felt somewhat relieved after receiving Sun Xian's reply.

In truth, he felt deep down that doing so was unnecessary.

Whether it's Sun Xian, Nie Zhenhuan, or Commander Yang of the war zone.

They all felt that their information should not be disclosed to outsiders.

Qin Ze had no choice but to comply with the rules.

No matter what you say, they're all just trying to do what's best for themselves.

I've had a full lunch.

Qin Ze arrived at the dormitory with his luggage.

Under Principal Ning's personal instructions and Song Zhiyu's personal arrangements.

Qin Ze moved into the doctoral student dormitory.

They were also assigned a separate two-bedroom apartment.

The bathroom in this room alone is bigger than the entire room Qin Ze used to rent.

With these conditions, what more could you ask for?

and.

Although Song Zhiyu kept shouting it out.

But she was all talk and no action; she got things done quite quickly.

It was afternoon.

The enrollment procedures have been completed, and Qin Ze received a notification on his phone that his scholarship had been deposited into his account.

The total amount was 30,000 yuan, which was distributed in the name of the school.

Qin Ze was not really willing to accept these donations and scholarships.

After all, the more favors you owe, the more you'll have to repay in the future.

But there is no way.

He was currently in a bit of a predicament, so he could only accept it with tears in his eyes.

After the money arrived, Qin Ze immediately closed his eyes and entered the Tongzige (a game platform).

"I want to renew my subscription!"

Qin Ze has hardly used the system these days.

Therefore, there is still some time left.

"Recharge 25,000, and keep the remaining 5,000 for now!"

Based on the previous deduction ratio, 25,000 should be enough to last for a while.

Even if you start using the system intensively.

It wouldn't necessarily lead to the system incurring outstanding fees.

Just as Qin Ze was happily waiting for the payment to arrive.

Sudden.

A string of red text popped into my mind.

[Note: This system only accepts funds obtained through the host's personal labor remuneration or asset sales; it does not accept donations.]

[Please refer to the following 83 explicit regulations for specific funding requirements...]

Looking at the dense list of prohibited items in my mind.

Qin Ze's mind was buzzing.

No!

Where does this obsession with mental purity come from in your system?

Why aren't you accepting donations anymore?

This money isn't dirty money; I earned it by playing the victim!

I'm seriously impressed!

Qin Ze immediately tensed up.

I originally wanted to have a relaxed college experience, using scholarships and grants to cover my expenses in advance.

Who would have thought this would happen?

If the scholarship is invalid, it means that your wallet balance is 0.

The situation has returned to the predicament it was in before I started school.

This won't do!

If you fail to pay your bills, the system will deduct from your lifespan, and you'll die suddenly.

It wouldn't matter if I died suddenly.

I've had enough of this unlucky guy, Tongzi.

But if I die, who knows what kind of storms the Shanhe Province and the Workers' Association will suffer?

A genius who scored perfect marks died suddenly on his first day of school.

If this news were to get out, the scene would be too bloody for Qin Ze to even imagine.

"Goes out to earn money again..."

Qin Ze left the system cursing.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the situation is different now than when I was working.

At least in school, there is a higher platform and more opportunities to exist.

Moreover, Qin Ze had a general idea of ​​how to seize the opportunity.