I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 48 He is the Dawn

Wang Chuyun is feeling a bit down right now.

Just now in the meeting room, she saw a classmate who looked familiar and felt a sense of kinship, so she tried to say hello, but was ignored.

The other person seemed to be thinking of something happy, or perhaps waiting for something; their expression shifted between bright and anxious, making Wang Chuyun feel that it was best not to get involved with them.

However, it was quite boring to be alone, and it wasn't really the right time to play "Quiz Showdown," so after politely asking around, I picked up a book from the side and started reading.

I thought it was a book, but it turned out to be that male classmate's speech manuscript.

And it's very well written!

The speech was comprehensive, thanking everyone involved and treating each person equally, with no flaws whatsoever.

It seems to say something, yet it also seems to say nothing at all. This ambiguous feeling is perfect for a speech; the writing is far better than what you would expect.

I never expected that a sports high school would have such talent; I really underestimated students everywhere.

In comparison, her carefully prepared speech seemed somewhat inadequate, which made her feel a little resentful.

When you feel you can't beat your opponent, then choose sincerity.

Moreover, this time she did discover a great learning method and hopes to share it with everyone.

After all, we are all Tianyuan people, and good learning methods should not be kept secret. The most important thing is to revitalize the entire Tianyuan community.

The smarter a person is, the more insightful they are. Wang Chuyun knew that his roots were in Tianyuan, so it was the wise choice to let everyone take off together.

Therefore, Wang Chuyun simply put aside her previous speech and, holding the microphone, said, "First of all, I want to thank our teachers. They gave us ample freedom, allowing us to arrange our daily studies according to our own ideas."

"Then, I want to thank our Tianyuan Cultivator Committee. Thank you for their funding and the canteen, which allows us to study without any worries."

"But this time, the person I want to thank the most is actually a dream weaver, Mr. Chenguang."

Backstage, Chen Yu, who was almost asleep, suddenly sat up with a start.

What is she saying?
Did she call me by my stage name?

However, the name Chenguang is quite common, so maybe they're thanking the stationery manufacturer and endorsing them.

But Wang Chuyun's next sentence ruthlessly shattered Chen Yu's illusions:
"Thank you for creating 'Quiz Showdown', thank you."

Chen Yu clutched his chest, feeling a slight pain there.

There were a total of 720 students from grades 10, 11, and 12 present. If all of them had a positive attitude towards their contributions, the potential could be exceeded, but that's unlikely to happen.

After all, it's just a thank you, and it's unlikely to bring you that much positive emotion.

So, the advantage is mine!

Wang Chuyun, oblivious to the anxious gazes behind her, continued emotionally, "To be honest, when I first entered the exam room, I felt like I was doomed."

This remark caught the attention of the teachers and students present. Teacher Zhao and Teacher Gao also sensed something and looked at her expectantly.

Facing everyone's gaze, Wang Chuyun continued, "I've been playing in the dream world for almost two days, and I haven't studied at all. I thought I was going to fail miserably this time, but this time my results are the best I've ever achieved."

"This is the first time I've ever known that dreams can be so fun and interesting. The knowledge from textbooks is unconsciously integrated into my consciousness. This joyful way of receiving knowledge is truly novel."

"Therefore, I suggest that everyone, if possible, try playing this dream game. This is my biggest takeaway from learning recently. Thank you."

After speaking, Wang Chuyun bowed politely, but did not receive the applause she expected.

Looking up in confusion, she noticed the top-ranked cultural student from the arts high school standing not far away. Awkwardly, she said, "Actually, I'm playing too."

The representative from Labor High School's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "You're playing too? Me too! I thought I was the only one playing."

The representatives of the moral high school were somewhat aloof.

She merely gave a cold snort and continued reading the Tao Te Ching in her hands, but still muttered softly, "Me too."

"Eh."

After a moment of surprise, Wang Chuyun heard a student below say, "Actually, I was playing too, and I was playing right before I went into the exam room."

Another player chimed in, "Being pinned down by the little female devil at first was really uncomfortable, but the feeling of successfully turning the tables was just so exhilarating!" "Me too!"

"Me too. That feeling is really addictive. To make it even more enjoyable, I even memorized one-tenth of the question bank, and I didn't expect that some of them would actually appear on the test this time."

"Me too!"

Almost every student in a sports high school has played "Quiz Showdown," and a few who haven't played it are regretfully opening their phones, ready to download it and have a good time.

The scene immediately became a large exchange center, where students enthusiastically began discussing game tactics and strategies, and then made plans to play together again next time.

Upon discovering that everyone had actually played it before and benefited greatly from it, Wang Chuyun immediately blushed.

It's a joke.

She thought it was a secret only she knew, but she didn't expect everyone to know. This embarrassing feeling made her blush, and she awkwardly returned to her original position, like a lost deer in the forest, sitting helplessly in her spot.

Even more difficult for her was Chen Yu.

Upon noticing his positive emotions starting to surge, he immediately wanted to contact Luo Tong and the others, and then tell them to spend the money quickly!

It doesn't matter what kind of money it is, as long as it's spent!
Before he could receive a reply, someone pulled him onto the stage.

Looking at the impenetrable wall of figures before him, Chen Yu felt like crying but had no tears left.

Teacher Zhao, you're here again!
Actually, I feel that my morals are pretty good at 27.

Can you please let me go?

However, Teacher Zhao didn't sense Chen Yu's expectations. Instead, she handed the microphone to Chen Yu and whispered in his ear as he stepped off the stage, "Well done. Speak properly and let them know who you are. Most people who play Dream World don't read the author, but you still need to let them know who you are, understand?"

"……Understand."

Like a zombie, Chen Yu walked onto the stage, watching his accumulated positive emotions surge.

It's satisfying to slay female brats, but it's not so satisfying to be slain in return.

Memorizing questions is unpleasant, but it's satisfying to find that your grades have improved significantly afterwards.

Turning around, they looked at the little girl who was being brutally beaten behind them and found her smiling kindly.

"How is it? Have you memorized everything? Go take the exam with peace of mind, don't worry about me."

The whips they had previously used had been replaced with candy, allowing them to "understand" Chen Guang's good intentions and discover the other party's true "kind" intentions.

So, you were doing this for our own good!

As Chen Yu watched his positive emotions steadily rise, and the messages in his dream were all saying things like "Thank you, little devil," his heart broke.

When he stood in front of the podium, he saw that his positive emotions were about to reach the target, turning his previous negative emotions white.

Hehe, I'm going to fall into bad habits again.

What kind of surprises will 200,000 mana bring me? I'm really looking forward to it.

……

That guy from Cultural High School, remember this!

You'll get your comeuppance sooner or later!
However, there is still hope. If he can turn his public image around, then he might be fine!

Holding the microphone, he forced a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Chen Yu, the representative of the Sports High School."

"At the same time, she is also a dream weaver, Chenguang."

Upon hearing this name, Wang Chuyun, who had just been feeling awkward, immediately felt comfortable again.

Staring at Chen Yu in front of the podium, she felt as if he was surrounded by a layer of light, making him appear holy.

It turns out that he was Chenguang.

(End of this chapter)