護花近衛 - 第67章 給你轉個班級？ - 翰墨軒

……………………

"Boss, you all right?" Kang Xiaofeng had been in a state of high excitement all morning; these past two days had been the most manly days of his life. He had once read a post online listing the things a man ought to do before turning thirty, and one of them was getting into a fight. He had assumed he would never manage that particular item, never imagining that it would happen, of all times, on the eve of the college entrance exams.

During the recess exercises, Kang Xiaofeng was so wound up that he nearly followed Wei Zhao to the police station, and only the look in Wei Zhao's eyes stopped him in time. Wei Zhao himself did not much care - after all, he had come here on a mission from the old man, though the mission was somewhat baffling and he still had not spotted anything particularly unusual about it. Schoolwork was secondary; but Kang Xiaofeng was another matter. If this incident left a stain on his permanent record, it would follow him for the rest of his life.

"It's fine. The police sorted it out quickly enough - it was Black Panther who rounded up those thugs and stirred up trouble on campus." As Wei Zhao spoke, he noticed Zhong Yongliang pricking up his ears not far away, and he nearly laughed. The kid was probably afraid Black Panther would sell him out, wasn't he?

"That's good to hear," Kang Xiaofeng said with a sigh of relief. He had not gone to the police station with Wei Zhao that morning out of fear that Wei Zhao would think him disloyal; now that Wei Zhao was in the clear, he was naturally delighted. "Boss, let me treat you to something after school, to help you get over the scare?"

"After school? We'll see when the time comes." Wei Zhao glanced at Gu Mengyao ahead of him and thought to himself that after school he would have to go back with them - he had no say in the matter.

The first class of the afternoon was homeroom teacher Mr. Liu's. Clearly Mr. Liu suspected the morning's business had something to do with Zhong Yongliang, but he did not dwell on it. After all, the fewer ripples such matters made, the better; he did not want the other students affected.

"The monthly exam is almost upon us, so today we'll start with a short quiz." Mr. Liu split the test papers into stacks and handed them to the students in the front row of each group, who then passed them back.

In the final year of high school, there was basically a small test every two days and a major exam every week; most students had long since grown used to it. The morning's incident had stirred a ripple in the dull, monotonous routine of study, but for senior-year students, every inch of time was worth its weight in gold - there was no spare moment to think about anything unrelated to their studies.

Though the morning's affair had left the freshmen and sophomores utterly stunned, for the hardworking seniors it was no more than a brief interlude in the grind of their studies. The handful of campus bullies who never studied, of course, were another story.

What reached Wei Zhao was an English test paper. English was his strong suit - he was not only fluent in English but proficient in the languages of many countries around the world, all studied for the sake of his missions.

Wei Zhao had no wish to stand out too much. In a key class at a key high school, merely keeping to the middle of the pack was enough to get into a decent university, so there was no need for him to make his grades too good.

He was here to keep Gu Mengyao company in her studies anyway; how long that would last was anyone's guess.

So when Wei Zhao answered the questions, he deliberately got a portion of them wrong, and when class ended he had Kang Xiaofeng hand the paper in along with his own.

"Boss, how'd you do? This test was pretty hard - lots of vocabulary I'd never seen before." Kang Xiaofeng's grades were not the top-tier sort either; he was merely average.

"So-so," Wei Zhao said with a smile. "Not too great."