Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 44 - 0 Killing Intent Missing the Top College Entrance

Chapter 44: 044 Killing Intent, Missing the Top College Entrance Exam Scholar【2 Updates】

Chapter 44: 044 Killing Intent, Missing the Top College Entrance Exam Scholar【2 Updates】

Rong is not a common surname, except for the Rong Family in Yunjing that is particularly well-known.

Aside from the Rong Family, there are other people with the surname Rong. Hence, the principal of No.1 Middle School did not find the surname Rong very significant.

If a person from the Rong Family really came to Jiangcheng, would he not have received any news at all?

Yet, this unbelievable, illogical event had actually happened!

The No.1 Middle School Principal stood up abruptly, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?!”

“Principal, you have never cared about the psychology group. How could I have said it earlier?” The head of the psychology group couldn’t help but retort sarcastically, “When Mr. Rong resigned, you didn’t even ask who he was!”

In his view, the psychological health of students is of the utmost importance.

Having a healthy mind ensures a long-term future.

But the current No.1 Middle School Principal didn’t understand this, and his establishment of the psychology group was only a formality in compliance with the rules.

Recalling his impatience when he had received Rong Yu’s resignation call yesterday, the No.1 Middle School Principal was sweating coldly.

He had unwittingly offended the Yunjing Rong Family!

The Rong Family is a noble family with a long history and many descendants.

But only the lineage of the family head is the core of the Rong Family.

The head of the psychology group watched with a cold gaze as the No.1 Middle School Principal frantically picked up the landline to redial Rong Yu’s phone number.

“Hello, Mr. Rong, it’s me, I was indeed out of line yesterday.” He lowered his stance as much as possible, speaking gently and softly, “May I ask how much No.7 Middle School is paying you? We at No.1 Middle School will offer ten times more!”

“Sorry, Principal, but I really don’t lack money,” Rong Yu sighed, “I have a brother who is very rich. He even donated nine buildings to No.7 Middle School. Ah, originally those nine buildings should have been yours, but who let you…”

“Nine, nine buildings?”

“Ah, he’s really extremely rich. If you could make him happy, ninety buildings wouldn’t mean much to him. You know what I mean?”

“Wait, Mr. Rong! Rong——”

“Doot doot doot.”

The call had been hung up, and only the cold mechanical tone remained in the receiver. The No.1 Middle School Principal stood there, dumbfounded.

That was nine buildings!

Such a large contribution can only be casually offered by a few noble families in Yunjing.

And it could not possibly be the younger generation of the noble families; it must be someone in a high position wielding significant power.

So, who could it be?

The No.1 Middle School Principal no longer dared to think further. He was breathing rapidly and dialed another phone number, “The young master of the Yunjing Rong Family has come to Jiangcheng, why wasn’t I informed?!”

“The Rong Family? The Rong Family is nothing compared to the Lin Family. Those masters and young ladies from their family are more mysterious than one another. I am not from the 723 bureau, how dare I monitor them?”

That sentence left the No.1 Middle School Principal utterly devastated. He staggered backward and collapsed into his chair, his mind in total disarray.

Because of a momentary information gap, he had caused a disaster!

How could he remedy this?

Seeing the No.1 Middle School Principal in such a state, the head of the psychology group sneered coldly and turned to leave.

**

Meanwhile, at Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School in the Physics Group Leader’s office.

“Perfect, this is a perfectly done exam paper.” The Physics Group Leader was obsessively looking at Ye Wanlan’s paper, “Principal, look at this, she is truly a genius in physics!”

“What genius in physics?” The No.7 Middle School Principal who was called over urgently couldn’t understand his excitement.

“The transfer student from yesterday’s exam that I proctored.”

“But she’s studying history, chemistry, and biology, not physics.”

The Physics Group Leader suddenly came to his senses, his voice trembling, “What did you say her combination was?”

“History, chemistry, biology,” the No.7 Middle School Principal had no choice but to repeat.

“No!” the Physics Group Leader yelled, “She must study physics! She has to study physics!”

“Teacher Ren, please calm down,” the No.7 Middle School Principal was somewhat frightened by his state.

“How can I remain calm?” The Physics Group Leader’s voice shot up again, “You don’t understand anything. Do you know if she studies physics, the top scorer next year will be ours at No.7 Middle School, or I’ll take your surname!”

“Ah?!” The No.7 Middle School Principal was stunned, “She, she isn’t…”

The Physics Group Leader glared at him viciously, “Isn’t what?”

Isn’t she someone who just used connections and donated buildings to get in?

The No.7 Middle School Principal didn’t dare to speak out and could only arrange for someone to invite Ye Wanlan over.

The head of the history group also came along; she was responsible for teaching the history class in senior year 2 (1).

Sensing the Physics Group Leader’s eagerness, she protectively extended her hand in front of Ye Wanlan, preventing the Physics Group Leader from lunging at her.

“Student Ye, how could you study history?” pleaded the Physics Group Leader, “By choosing history, our physics will lose a genius. You don’t need to doubt your abilities!”

The head of the history group smiled slightly, “Teacher Ren, there are already so many students who choose physics. Now that we finally have a student who is interested in history, how can you blatantly try to poach her? You should respect the student’s choice.”

“Student Ye, listen to me. Choosing history, chemistry, biology limits your university majors too much. Pure science has much more prospects!”

“Student Ye likes history, choosing to focus on historical sciences could carve out a world for her too.”

Both turned their heads at the same time, their gazes sizzling as they looked at her, “Student Ye, who do you choose?”

Ye Wanlan: “…”

She just wanted to get her diploma quietly.

But between physics and history…

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, “I still like history, I choose historical sciences.”

The leader of the history group was smug.

“No, you can’t do this!” the leader of the physics group let out a wail, “Don’t you know you’re wasting your talent?”

“Teacher Ren, that’s not right, Student Ye is also very talented in history,” the leader of the history group wasn’t pleased, “Today, I discussed a historical question with her, and even I gained a new understanding.”

Ye Wanlan had to interrupt their debate, her smile faint, “I’ll continue with historical sciences, but I can still participate in physics competitions.”

“It’s a deal then!” the leader of the physics group grabbed her shoulder excitedly, “The preliminary competition is in September, and it’s still not too late to sign up. I just happen to have a spot left, I’ll sign you up right away!”

He danced out of the room.

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Seeing this, the leader of the history group said mournfully, “We historians are more composed, Student Ye made the right choice choosing history.”

The No.7 Middle School principal gave her a sidelong glance, “What if one day you discovered Princess Yongning’s tomb?”

“I’d immediately write a paper and announce it to the whole world!” the leader of the history group jumped up, “I’d use a megaphone every day to shout that it was my discovery!”

No.7 Middle School principal: “…”

What the heck, and he claims to be composed.

Ye Wanlan’s eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked into the distance.

Her tomb?

To be honest, even she had no idea where it was.

Considering the King of Yan’s efforts to protect her, her grave probably wouldn’t be easy to find after her death.

“Prince Brother…” Ye Wanlan murmured softly.

It had been a very, very long time, so long that those from her era had become mere dust, merging with the Shenzhou land-continent, eternally protecting this land, inseparable in life and death.

But she would still miss them, miss them so much.

Three hundred years, did she really have the chance to avenge them?

Having successfully kept Ye Wanlan in the historical sciences class, the leader of the history group left happily.

“Ahem, Student Ye, what… what is your relationship with that Young Master Yan?” the No.7 Middle School principal lowered his voice, “He donated nine buildings to No.7 Middle School for you, which made me think that you… I apologize, that was my mistake.”

“Nine buildings?” Ye Wanlan pondered, “That’s a bit too wasteful.”

No.7 Middle School principal: “…just a bit?”

Even as the beneficiary, he felt the pain.

Leaving the physics group leader’s office, Ye Wanlan took out her phone, and for the first time, opened the chat with Yan Tingfeng.

His profile picture was simple: blue sky and white clouds, reminiscent of the style of Lin Huaijin’s generation.

[Ye Wanlan]: Nine buildings?

[Yan Tingfeng]: I made Guzhu Zi tea today, Miss Ye, when will you come by?

Ye Wanlan raised her hand to shield the somewhat dazzling sunlight and replied with the words “at noon.”

The weather was just right, perfect for tea drinking.

**

In the evening, at the Sheng Family Old Mansion.

Steward Sheng came in with a young man, finding Sheng Yunyi, who was in the garden, “Miss Yunyi, someone is looking for you.”

“Sister Yunyi, hello.” The boy was still wearing the No.7 Middle School uniform as he greeted her properly.

Sheng Yunyi raised her eyebrows as if trying to recognize the person.

A few seconds later, she smiled, “So it’s Little Song. I remember you’re about to enter your third year of high school, and you’ll need to take summer classes. With such a heavy academic load, why have you come to see me all of a sudden?”

“You remember me, Sister Yunyi!” Sheng Song was thrilled.

He and Sheng Yunyi were distant relatives separated by three generations, only allowed to gather at the Sheng Family Old Mansion during holidays.

Even at family gatherings, Sheng Song could hardly speak a word to her; he didn’t expect that Sheng Yunyi would remember his name.

This greatly satisfied his vanity.

“What’s the matter?” Sheng Yunyi asked with a gentle smile, “Is there a problem at school?”

Sheng Song was a bit nervous, “Sister Yunyi, I’m here to tell you about Ye Wanlan… that she, your body double, has come to our school.”

“Our school? No.7 Middle School?”

“Yes, and I saw with my own eyes our principal escorting her into Class One.”

“I see.” Sheng Yunyi’s eyes curved with a hint of a smile, “Considering that you can’t take shortcuts in First Middle School, and international schools require English scores, she had no choice but to go to No.7.”