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

Chapter 672 Just Call Me Xiao Ren (26)

Although he had little hope, Chen Yu still walked towards the principal's office.

After pushing open the door, he saw a young girl look up, her sharp gaze falling on him, and then she asked seriously, "Are you Chen Yu?"

The other person was extremely beautiful and had an extraordinary temperament; it was clear at a glance that she was no ordinary person.

However, her face seemed to be covered with frost, and her eyes were quite unfriendly, as if stabbing Chen Yu with knives.

With such a temperament and appearance, she must be what others call an ice queen. I wonder if she feels cold at such a high place.

Sitting down apologetically, Chen Yu said, "Yes, I was out on business earlier, and I didn't expect someone to come back looking for me. May I ask who you are...?"

Upon hearing Chen Yu inquire about her identity, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, then proudly declared, "Ren Feihong, a senior in the Archaeology Department of Xuanfa University!"

"Oh, it's you, senior sister."

"Don't call me 'Senior Sister' yet!" Ren Feihong said, raising her hand. "Someone like you who got your admission through connections isn't qualified to call me 'Senior Sister.' Although our archaeology department doesn't have many students, everyone there is talented. My advisor asked me to come and submit your application materials to confirm that you are indeed qualified for admission to the Xuanfa Sect. I have a few questions for you afterward, so please answer them honestly. Thank you."

"Oh."

Ren Feihong felt a little dissatisfied when she found that Chen Yu showed no enthusiasm at all, but she did not show it on her face.

Normally, just revealing her title would draw a lot of exclamations, but Chen Yu didn't show any expression at all, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

However, she still took out the documents and put out the crystal ball ritual instrument for testing their authenticity.

After confirming that the ritual implement was working properly, she pointed to the blue paper on it and said, "There is the mark of the Hidden Star Lord here, indicating that the file has not been opened. Now, I will record the entire process and open the file. All the contents will be recorded for future verification."

Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble?

"Yes. Student records are extremely important, as they relate to a student's fate, so we are very strict about them."

Chen Yu neither confirmed nor denied this.

No matter how strict the rules are, there will always be loopholes. They can lock your student status directly, causing you to have been acting crazy for so long.

However, the thought that Teacher Zhao should have already started the killing spree made Chen Yu feel much better.

After nodding to indicate that Ren Feihong could continue, Ren Feihong removed the seal from the file and took out the documents inside.

Ren Feihong took out a pair of glasses, put them on, and said, "Chen Yu, right?"

"Ah."

"Tianyuan people?"

"Yes."

"Formerly a student at Tianyuan Third Sports High School, now registered at the joint school. A sports student, huh..."

"is there a problem?"

Ren Feihong looked up at Chen Yu, then said, puzzled, "I thought you'd be a student at Moral High School, because there are quite a few students who take the Moral High School's special admission route. Academics are fine too, but sports..."

"Are you discriminating against athletes?"

"No, it's just a surprise... well, it's a bit discriminatory. Especially after seeing that particularly tall and strong student."

Chen Yu immediately knew who the other person was talking about and nodded in empathy.

If all athletes are like that, I would discriminate against them too.

After confirming that there were no problems with her student status, Ren Feihong continued reading: "Spiritual root score of ninety-six... Is there a mistake here? Shouldn't it be sixty-nine?"

"...Ms. Ren, you won't do something like this carelessly."

Looking back at the scales, Ren Feihong noticed that the magical artifact was flashing green light, indicating that there was no problem.

Turning her head back, she said, puzzled, "But ninety-six...ninety-six..."

Ren Feihong stared at the spiritual root score with a puzzled expression, leaving everyone completely baffled as to what she was struggling with.

Finally, she managed to convince herself and continued reading. Seeing the morality score of 87, she felt good.

After seeing that Chen Yu's score had increased from 20 to 87, she closed her eyes, opened them again, and sighed, "Chen Yu, can you tell me how your morality score increased to 87?"

"It's ninety now."

"hiss……"

Taking a deep breath, Ren Feihong felt a golden light rush towards her, and the surroundings were filled with the fragrance of morality.

"A person of high moral character!"

"I'm just average. The burly guy you met before had a perfect score in morality. And the perfect score wasn't because he only had a perfect score, but because high school could only display perfect scores."

"...Croak!"

The thought that she had just discriminated against a morally superior person made Ren Feihong want to give herself a good beating.

Who do you think you are, daring to discriminate against a perfect scorer!

Heartbroken, she poured her magical power into her Dao Heart to stabilize her emotions, but then broke down again after seeing Chen Yu's results.

Aside from morality, only art didn't get a perfect score, which made her see another genius in the college entrance exam.

Who am I to dare to review this genius's achievements?

She forced a smile and pointed to her art grades, saying, "The requirements are a perfect score in this subject, so it might be a little troublesome. But it's okay, your senior has connections to help you improve..."

"No need, your file is a bit outdated, I already got a perfect score. Senior, what's wrong?"

Ren Feihong was so overwhelmed by the aura of the academic genius that she was speechless for a long time.

Leaning back in her chair, she said with difficulty, "Don't be so polite, just call me Feihong."

"Okay, Fei Hong, is there any other question?"

Sitting up, Ren Feihong forced out a question: "Chen Yu, may I ask why you want to go to the archaeology department?"

"At the time, I didn't know much about the subjects, so I wanted to choose an easy one. Later, my student status was locked, so I had to go in first and then consider changing my major."

Ren Feihong's lips twitched slightly.

Xuanfa Sect is a top-tier university in Baiyujing. Countless candidates have tried their best to get in since ancient times, but unfortunately, they have no chance.

Archaeology isn't a very popular major right now, but because Master Qiankun has high standards, he doesn't even look at anyone who scores below 460.

Chen Yu's mock exam score of 490 certainly gave him reason to be proud.

Letting out a long breath, Ren Feihong said seriously, "I admit you have a point, but if the teacher comes to interview you, you'd better say something nice, like that there are many job opportunities."

"I don't need to work; I have my own company."

"Really? What do you do?"

"He dreams of the world, and occasionally runs a factory or does some port trade or something."

Knowing that the other party had his own company, Ren Feihong subconsciously assumed that Chen Yu was also a group heir, and her tone became more lively.

If an ordinary person could improve to this level in just a year and a half, that would be terrifying.

Some corporations consider creating celebrity offspring to promote their corporation and enhance its reputation.

These children usually own one or two small companies as a reward, but their annual income is usually only a few million.

So Ren Feihong casually asked, "How's your income? I also own my own company, and last year my income was only six million."

"Sigh, eight billion, I guess. Feihong, what's wrong with you?"

Ren Feihong looked at the green light flashing on the magic artifact, and her body became extremely neat: "Just call me Xiao Ren."

(End of this chapter)