At home.
Su Jianjun was rolling on the floor with joy, not knowing how to express his excitement.
He canât wait to brag in class.
Could it be that Big Cousin can really enter the Big Four?
If Iâm in primary school, wonât I be quite the big shot?
Su Jianzhou was also trembling with his hands.
He knew Su Yue had been secretly training hard, and with such dedication, it couldnât be possible to just have 6 Qi Blood cards.
But unexpectedly, Su Yue had hidden so well.
Good lad, didnât embarrass your dad.
"I was proud when I rented the house to you."
The landlord was also excited, pacing back and forth in the living room.
Today, he brought Liang Youxin over to apologize in person, and they just happened to watch TV together.
The moment the 18-card result was announced, no one could withstand such a shock.
Especially Liang Youxin, who was somewhat relieved he lost early on. If he had really forced the family to leave, they would have held a grudge forever.
With Su Yueâs results, the future is limitless.
When Su Yue becomes famous and possibly becomes a Governor, what kind of good ending could he have?
If he says: Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, never underestimate a young man who has been poor.
He would become a typical villain, pitifully wretched.
Indeed, facing setbacks early on is a good thing.
...
"Looks like my younger brother still needs a beating."
In a lavish massage parlor in Hongyuan City, Xu Baiyan lay on the sofa chair, getting a foot rub while watching Cengyan Cityâs TV stationâs exam live broadcast.
She never expected Su Yue to achieve a terrifying 18-card score.
Remembering her own 17 cards back in her sophomore year, Xu Baiyan suddenly felt defeated.
"For pityâs sake, I spent 110,000 on an advanced pill for you, and you hid your strength.
"Payback, definitely find this brat to get the money back, dare to play dumb.
"This kind and beautiful sister is really angry."
Xu Baiyan was so upset her stomach hurt.
"My younger brother with 18 cards might actually make Yang Lezhi eat dirt.
"Dad, you were right, your lineage is truly different."
Xu Baiyan squinted, pondering deeply.
...
Cengyan Second Middle School.
Liu Dachen had a dark expression, running to the library in three steps.
I may be new, but I have my dignity too.
You asked me to bully Ding Beitu first, and now you want me to destroy the termination letter and invite Ding Beitu back to the podium.
This principal, too much to bear.
But Liu Dachen had to come; he didnât dare not to.
An 18-card student instantly made Ding Beitu untouchable in the Cengyan City Education Bureau.
The principal couldnât be offended either.
Torn between both sides, he became a scapegoat.
Recalling his ambitious departure from Qingwu, Liu Dachen sighed deeply.
Who would have known that professional life would be this suffocating?
"Hopefully Ding Beitu doesnât know about the 18 cards yet, letâs reclaim the termination letter first."
Liu Dachen took a deep breath, stepping into the vast library.
No kidding, it really looks like a cold palace here.
But upon seeing Ding Beitu, Liu Dachen was utterly stunned.
He underestimated Ding Beitu.
This old man was watching a live broadcast on his phone.
The broadcast was of Cengyan Cityâs TV station announcing the joint exam results.
He clearly knew about Su Yueâs 18 cards.
"Huh, Teacher Liu, youâre not at the celebration venue, what brings you here? Urging me to leave quickly?"
Ding Beitu adjusted his glasses, looking amused.
"Elder Ding, Iâm just a temporary substitute teacher, please donât joke."
Liu Dachen wore a bitter expression.
Su Yue wasnât an idiot; he couldnât possibly admit he was the class teacher, not to mention attendance records canât falsify.
"Are you notifying me to receive an award?"
Ding Beitu asked again.
"Yes, yes... You produced a top scorer on the exam, with rewards of a house, a car, and a large sum of money, truly enviable."
Liu Dachen fretted over how to broach the topic, unexpectedly Ding Beitu spoke first.
"Alright, Iâll head to the playground with you now."
Ding Beitu surprisingly didnât make things difficult for him.
"You... this?"
Liu Dachen found himself dumbfounded instead.
"Donât be so shocked; even without Su Yue, I wouldnât go to the Teacher Combat Institute, you neednât feel guilty.
"In contrast, I should thank you for bringing me this termination letter."
Ding Beitu tidied his shirt.
"What... what do you mean?"
Suddenly, Liu Dachen couldnât fathom this old man.
If not for Su Yue, youâre bottom of the pile, where would you go if not the Teacher Combat Institute?
What nonsense is this? Playing along, Iâll pretend I didnât notice.
Whatever you say is right.
"Young man, Iâm not bragging; even if not for this evaluation, I was ready to resign.
"Qingwu University, Wet Realm Linguistics, as a self-examined professor, Iâve received a recruitment letter."
Ding Beitu smiled, patting Liu Dachenâs shoulder.
Wet Realm Linguistics.
This has been a hot field in the Martial Arts Realm in recent years; not just the education bureau but even the Military Department emphasizes it.
On the Wet Realm Battlefield, if martial artists can decipher some of the languages of the Wet Realm races, fewer lives will be lost.
Martial artists donât have the time for research.
And scholars who do research canât become martial artists.
Therefore, those who are both martial artists and researchers are the most scarce talents.
"Then I... I this..."
Liu Dachen found himself at a loss.
What am I?
A clown?
Manipulated by the principal to dismiss a teacher who was already planning to leave?
Wet Realm Linguistics Professor...
Forget the education bureau, even a provincial Governor would be respectful.
No choice.
Scarce!
For the Divine Land, such figures are too scarce.
What a broken evaluation.
It could never affect Ding Beitu.
Even the Cengyan City Education Bureau and Governorâs Mansion would find ways to retain Ding Beituâs title, allowing them to negotiate with the Ministry of Education for fiscal grants.
After all, Ding Beituâs position still belongs to the Cengyan City Education Bureau.
The educations bureau governs only high schools and below.
Various Wudas, directly belong to the Ministry of Education.
The Ministry of Education directly recruits teachers, requiring signatures from the education bureau director and the Governor.
Even the Governor would take the opportunity to pressure the Ministry of Education, using this as a chance to allocate funds.
Now everything is ruined.
Due to the principalâs foolishness and my own brainlessness, I directly signed the termination letter for Ding Beitu.
Bad luck.
Because of the special nature of this evaluation, the Governor had previously signed a batch of termination letters, throwing them to various principals to handle as they see fit.
Instead, this confirms the legal effect of the termination letter.
After all, with the Governorâs signature, it could bypass the sign off from both the Governor and Education Bureau Director.
With Ding Beituâs issue blown up.
No wonder, when I chased Ding Beitu earlier, this old man left so comfortably.
Turns out he was never afraid of the Teacher Combat Institute.
"Young man, in all this, you were just a pawn being used.
"Previously, I was torn by old ties with the Second Middle School, unsure how to announce my departure, you truly helped me."
Ding Beitu took out a professor badge.
Wet Realm Linguistics is truly an extremely tedious discipline, Ding Beitu studied various domestic and international materials, testing for 3 years in total, and his few remaining black hair turned entirely gray.
Heaven rewards those who toil, finally obtaining this highly valuable professor certification.
Of course, no one knew about any of this.
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