Electronic Nezha

Chapter 182 Big Event

Now I know why Wei Ming left with a smile... uh, he left. The base he was in charge of was located in the suburbs of the city. While he couldn't go home every day, at least it wasn't so difficult for him to reunite with his wife and children on normal holidays.

What I admire most about Wei Ming is Liu Zhenhua's statement, "I didn't say anything, so he didn't ask." No wonder he's in that position; his vision and magnanimity are unmatched. However, I believe every industry has its own code. For example, if you give me a box of apples, I can roughly judge the amount of damage inside from the box's condition, the smell, and its weight without even opening it. Liu Zhenhua must have found the code to convince Wei Ming.

After examination, Ms. Hu's hair was found to be perfectly normal.

After Koi's stronghold was removed, this person became very mysterious. I don't really care about the benefit of this removal; it just means I don't have to be pointed at by a sniper rifle every day anymore.

As a result, Ma Chaoran spent more and more time with me. We would occasionally call each other "baby," and this prank also aroused the people around us. Whenever Lao Wang heard us making such noises, he would find all sorts of excuses to leave us alone at the fruit stand. He wished he could cover the glass with newspaper before leaving. Whenever Li Ping and Hu Chunyan needed to find me, they would call out a few times before knocking on the door, even though they were miles away from my house, making me seem like I was someone who couldn't be seen by others.

Actually, I wish she were more career-oriented and would stick to being a journalist. Being with her means starting every day at 5 a.m. to accompany Qiao Yuchen on runs. For the first week, Qiao Yan pretended to accompany her, but then she found various excuses to leave her daughter with us and went away. During this time, Qiao Yan tried everything for Qiao Yuchen's illness, spending a lot of money to find several specialists from other places, but Qiao Yuchen's condition didn't improve. Qiao Yan said that sometimes she wouldn't communicate with anyone all day, and when she was alone, she would talk to the air, which startled me.

But you know what? After working up a good sweat every day, Qiao Yuchen is at her calmest. When she's in a good mood, she chats and laughs with us like a normal kid. So running has become a daily routine for our trio.

That day, I was discussing with Lao Wang what kind of goods we should get from the cold storage stall for the New Year's shopping festival when I suddenly received a call from Wang Aili.

"Liu Zhenhua's father, please come to the school right away."

According to Lao Wang, my face turned white instantly at that moment.

Wang Aili is a cool and calm person. She used the word "hurry up," which means that this matter is not trivial.

"Teacher Wang... could you give me a sneak peek first?"

Wang Aili seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally saying, "You should do it yourself; it's hard to explain over the phone."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Wang said, "This time it's definitely true, he must have gotten into a fight with his classmates."

I said pessimistically, "You're too optimistic!"

I threw off my military overcoat and ran, with Ma Chaoran close behind. As I ran, I took out my phone and sent a voice message to Liu Zhenhua: "Liu Zhenhua, is it a good time to talk?"

After a while, Liu Zhenhua sent over two fake coughs.

The person is alright, but they are unable to speak, as if they are being held captive.

I clutched my chest and cried out, "Oh no, oh no, oh no! What's the most expensive thing at No. 3 Middle School?"

Ma Chaoran said, "The screen in the information-enabled auditorium alone cost over ten million yuan. I even did a news report about it."

I waved my hand and said, "Liu Zhenhua is guaranteed to set the auditorium on fire."

Ma Chaoran said, "If he set it on fire, he must have had a legitimate reason for doing so."

I glanced back at her and said, "Even his own mother never said anything like that."

That's because his biological mother doesn't know who he is.

Ma Chaoran's words couldn't comfort me. Wang Aili told me to "hurry up" because if we were late, we might not be able to see No. 3 Middle School one last time... We got into Xiao Wu's car, and when we got close to the school gate, I didn't see any police cars, ambulances, or fire trucks. My heart pounded even harder. Oh my god, what happened?
"Find a place to park yourself," I said to Ma Chaoran, and then continued running towards the school.

"Find a place to park yourself," Ma Chaoran called out to Xiao Wu, then ran after me. As she ran, she shouted, "Old Liu, calm down! You're Liu Zhenhua's father!"

When the two security guards saw someone trying to break through the access control, they were already on high alert, blocking the entrance to the electric gate. When they heard someone call out, the two of them asked me together, "Are you Liu Zhenhua's father?"

I nodded vigorously.

Upon hearing this, the two men stepped aside to their left and right, saying, "Come in!"

After I ran inside, I heard Ma Chaoran shouting from behind, "Make way, I'm Liu Zhenhua's mother."

……

After running into the teaching building, it was still during class time. Unlike my first time here, the first-year students were already on holiday, and the second and third-year students had also canceled their physical education classes for the next few days, so the playground was empty.

I stumbled and fell to the office door, only to find it unusually lively. Almost all the teachers from all subjects in the entire grade were there. Liu Zhenhua was standing in front of Wang Aili's desk, his hands behind his back and his face raised, making it impossible to tell whether he was being scolded or being talked to.

"Dad Liu Zhenhua, you've finally arrived." As soon as Wang Aili said this, all the teachers in the office turned their attention to me.

I strode over and asked Liu Zhenhua, "What trouble have you gotten into this time?"

Liu Zhenhua said in a very low voice, barely audible to me, "I couldn't help it..."

"What?"

Wang Aili handed me two papers, her expression serious, and said, "You've come at the right time. Liu Zhenhua is a celebrity in our school now. This is the ranking of the entire grade in this final exam. Take a look."

When I heard it was related to grades, I was so angry I almost cursed. Even if Liu Zhenhua was last in the whole grade, did I have to use the word "hurry up"? You are Wang Aili!
But I couldn't show it outwardly, so I could only turn to the second page and look at the last few rows. There were 1200 students on the two sheets of paper, densely packed, making me dizzy.

Wang Aili suddenly snatched the page I was looking at and said, "You don't need to look at this page."

Now I'm even more confused. The last person on the first page is just 600th. Liu Zhenhua scored 323 last time, so it's not surprising that he's dropped to 600th. He's addicted to games, in a relationship, or there's been a family crisis. There are many students like that. Unless it's his own mother seeing her son's decline like this, there's no need to be so alarmed, right?

Then it suddenly dawned on me that it wasn't surprising for me to drop from 323 to 600, but it wouldn't be surprising for me to advance to the top 100. Someone wouldn't tell me to "come over right away," because she is Wang Aili!
My eyes, almost instinctively, fell on the first name on the form. It shone brightly, exuding a powerful and ambitious spirit: Liu! Zhen! Hua! — I named him!

Wang Aili's voice rang out at the same time: "Liu Zhenhua got the highest score in the whole grade. Out of a possible 660 points, he scored 657!"

When I looked at Liu Zhenhua, he gave me a helpless smirk.

Wang Aili looked at Liu Zhenhua and said, "Liu Zhenhua, do you have anything to say?"

Liu Zhenhua said, "Yes! I want to ask my Chinese teacher, why did they deduct three points from my essay?"

(End of this chapter)