"Wait, look!"
At that moment, the male student holding binoculars suddenly shouted.
Everyone immediately followed his gaze.
They discovered that Su Cheng was now surrounded by people, both male and female, who were eagerly offering him water and greetings, showing great concern for him.
"I heard rumors that Ji Qingyi is personally teaching Su Cheng now, right?"
"It's not a rumor, it's true."
"But this is just Ji Qingyi doing the president a favor."
The Vice President spoke up again.
The previous signature and stamp were clearly Ji Qingyi giving face to the president, which is why she agreed to teach personally.
(PS: However, in reality, that application form had been forgotten by the forgetful secretary of the Archery Club, and Ji Qingyi had never seen it.)
"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"
"I'm just analyzing rationally, after all, this is a serious matter that requires careful consideration."
"Hmph."
Although dissatisfied, she had to admit that the Vice President's words made sense.
"Look, it's President Ji!"
Just then, a sharp-eyed student council member spotted a cold-faced girl in a secluded pavilion, emanating an intense chill.
She was brewing tea, her movements fluid, her fingers moving as delicately as if playing piano. As the tea water drifted upward, even this simple act of brewing tea carried an overwhelming presence.
"Right, today is their class's PE period."
"Don't keep staring at her!"
Just as the Vice President finished warning them, the girl in the pavilion seemed to sense something and slowly raised her head to look at them.
In that instant, everyone present felt a suffocating pressure.
It was as if all the air in the space had frozen.
They even found it difficult to breathe, feeling like they might suffocate at any moment.
Fortunately, the next second, the girl in the pavilion withdrew her gaze, as if nothing had happened.
But they felt a lingering fear, each wiping sweat from their foreheads.
"Perhaps only the president could share tea with her," the Short-haired Girl thought to herself as she looked away.
She knew Ji Qingyi's background well - the school's director was her relative, so this academy was in the palm of the Ji family's hand. Whether it was the police, courts, or politics, the Ji family's power was everywhere.
However, it was fortunate that Ji Qingyi preferred solitude and had never participated in any public activities, showing no interest in anything. Otherwise, this school would have been in chaos long ago.
"Huh, why is Su Cheng going to the pavilion?"
While the Short-haired Girl was lost in thought, the boy who had been holding the binoculars suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.
What followed was a scene they would never forget.
They watched as Su Cheng casually walked into the pavilion and sat down with Ji Qingyi.
Most surprisingly, Ji Qingyi personally poured tea for Su Cheng.
Then the two chatted pleasantly, in perfect harmony.
The Short-haired Girl was dumbfounded, her face full of confusion.
The Vice President and others nearby widened their eyes, their mouths slightly open, faces full of disbelief.
How was this possible?!
Even if it was about giving face, this was too much favor for Su Cheng!
To personally pour tea!
Even the principal hadn't received such treatment!
"What's going on?"
The Short-haired Girl was bewildered.
"Well..."
The Vice President hesitated before speaking, finally letting out a bitter laugh and said self-mockingly, "I underestimated this Su Cheng. I never expected him to gain President Ji's favor! I really did underestimate him!"
"Looking at the current situation, he really has earned President Ji's recognition."
"What's the next evaluation?"
The Short-haired Girl, seeing that Su Cheng's connections were now impeccable, asked immediately.
"Morality (moral cultivation), Intelligence (wisdom and ability), and Beauty (noble character) - three aspects."
The Vice President spoke slowly.
"If he passes all of them, does that mean..."
"Yes, in the second half of the year, the entire academy will be engulfed in a storm centered around Su Cheng."
The Short-haired Girl felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety rising in her heart.
...........................
Ten minutes earlier
After saying goodbye to his classmates, Su Cheng came to the academy's lakeside. He sat by the shore, enjoying the cool evening breeze and savoring a rare moment of tranquility.
The B-level reward at noon was a physical attribute point.
This point, when added to his body, didn't cause any visible changes.
But Su Cheng clearly felt an earth-shattering transformation in his body.
Not only did all his physical qualities improve, but he could feel that his bones, muscles, tendons, and even the cells in his blood seemed to become harder and more abundant in an instant.
There was also an indescribable sense of pleasure and comfort.
It felt as if every inch of his skin could unleash enormous potential.
He even had the illusion that he could knock down a bull with one punch or take down a tiger with one sliding tackle.
Don't be fooled by his current physical strength of only 6 points.
5 points was normal human level, and now he had exceeded normal human limits.
When running earlier, he had to hold back, afraid that if he couldn't control his strength, speed, and explosive power properly, it would be embarrassing.
After all, this physical enhancement was added instantly, with no time for adaptation, so while running, he had to restrain himself, trying to appear less capable.
"Let me test my reaction time, speed, and strength first."
Su Cheng looked around, and after making sure no one was there, he stood up and started moving his body.
He immediately threw a full-force left jab, creating a sharp 'pat' sound in the air, like hitting a glass window, demonstrating the tremendous power behind it.
Then he suddenly executed a right roundhouse kick, quick as lightning, in one fluid motion.
Following that, a left front kick, and finally a series of five consecutive techniques: block, neutralize, and counter-attack, all executed perfectly with precise control!
"Whew~ this one point of physical enhancement is incredibly powerful."
Su Cheng couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath, surprise showing on his face. He had never imagined his body could become so formidable.
If that punch had hit an ordinary person, they would definitely have been incapacitated!
"Are you dancing?"
Suddenly, a cool and elegant voice reached Su Cheng's ears.
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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