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Chapter 58 The First Loser of the Holy Grail War

Chinese language class.

The students of Class 15 eagerly awaited their arrival.

The prelude to the Holy Grail War on campus is drawing to a close, and everyone is waiting for the moment when the hammer falls.

When class representative Chen Tingting came in with the weekly test paper, she immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

Especially those who participated in the Holy Grail War.

As the test papers were distributed, A-Jie was already rubbing his hands together excitedly.

"Yuan, your Assam will withdraw from this Holy Grail War. Prepare to offer your loyalty to the King of Caffeine!"

Shen Yuan chuckled: "Believe it or not, I'll team up with Aze to launch a siege against you? King of Caffeine? Ridiculous! There's no caffeine in my milk tea anymore?"

"That's right!" Aze cheerfully passed the test paper down.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan also received the Chinese language test paper passed down by Chen Mingyu.

After quickly finding his test paper, Shen Yuan covered up his score, stopping A-Jie from trying to peek at it.

"Come on! Get ready to start the scoring!"

Just as Shen Yuan finished speaking, a voice rang out in the class.

"AD Calcium Milk, the childhood resurrection banner strikes first! 115 points!"

"Mineral water, Pure Church accepted! 117 points!"

"Yakult, the champion of lactic acid bacteria, 117 points!"

With three generals launching an attack in quick succession, Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow.

At that moment, Chen Mingyu stood up: "Everyone, get down! 124 points! Iced Tea Cult, tea polyphenols forever!"

"Holy crap?! What the hell did you eat? How did you get such a high score?" A-Jie panicked as soon as he saw his score.

Chen Mingyu sneered: "Don't underestimate the bond between me and iced tea!"

A-Jie's body trembled, and he looked at Shen Yuan.

In A-Jie's memory, Shen Yuan's grades should be about the same as his.

Under A-Jie's watchful gaze, Shen Yuan stood up with his Chinese language test paper in hand.

"Assam, the sugar tyrant, 119 points!"

Upon hearing this, all the Assam Party members breathed a sigh of relief.

119, that's clearly a score in the second tier. In any case, they certainly won't be leaving the stage in the prelude to this Holy Grail War.

But while some are happy, others are worried. The AD calcium milk advocates, who were the first to speak out, are starting to panic.

Right now, their score is the lowest on the field!

"Hurry up, there are two more, quickly report their scores! Class is about to start!"

Yang Ze stood up, bit his lower lip, and said, "Coca-Cola!"

Suddenly, Yang Ze's expression changed, and he excitedly exclaimed, "122! Soda Alliance! Justice will prevail!!"

"Wow!!!"

The entire Soft Drinks Alliance cheered.

Now, all that's left is Americano, the monk of torment.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on A-Jie.

Under everyone's gaze, A-Jie stood up, his hands trembling as he gripped the exam paper.

In front of everyone, A-Jie announced his results.

"Americano, Monk of Pain, 112 points."

After recounting his results, A-Jie's back immediately hunched over.

"I lost."

Looking at the people around her, Li Zhi still couldn't understand the boy's thought process.

Looking at my Chinese score of 131, I really don't know what they're arguing about.

When Zhou Ruolan arrived at the classroom, she saw a group of students cheering, while a few others looked as if they had lost their parents.

And so, the prelude to the Holy Grail War on campus ended with Americano's defeat.

As punishment, during the remainder of the time, the coffee camp, led by Ajay, will serve the other Grail candidates an iced Americano.

However, Ajay did not end there. He transformed himself and announced the future direction of the Holy Grail War.

"With the fall of Americano, the prelude to the Holy Grail War has come to an end. Next, the campus Holy Grail War will enter an even more intense battle!"

Standing on the podium, A-Jie pointed to the blackboard on the back wall of the classroom and began to speak with great enthusiasm.

"Now, let's turn our attention to the monthly exam!" "Next, all factions will be compared based on their average total score. After this monthly exam, one faction will be eliminated!"

"The loser will still be punished!"

After Ah-Jie finished speaking, he began to preach at an extremely fast pace.

"Comrades in the Americano camp, you are free to choose the next camp, or you can use your performance as a condition, after all, we still have penalties on us."

Of the 60 students in Class 15, 42 are registered to participate in the Holy Grail War.

The American camp was weak, with only 5 people.

Providing 30 cups of coffee for 5 people is clearly a bit excessive for a high school student's pocket.

Soon, someone reached an agreement with a mineral water company.

The Pure Church was exempted from punishment by the American camp.

At A-Jie's persistent pleading, Yang Ze, as the captain of the soda alliance, also agreed to A-Jie's request.

The Soft Drinks Alliance exempted the American camp from punishment.

Ultimately, the American camp only needs to bear the punishment from the Assamese camp.

As for the reason, it's probably because there aren't many people in the Assam camp.

Moreover, high school students have absolutely no desire for the incredibly bitter Americano.

Ah Jie is prepared to pay for this himself.

Before the fourth period ended, A-Jie quietly approached Shen Yuan and said something.

"Yuan, come with me to get some coffee at noon? I'll treat you to lunch."

Shen Yuan couldn't wait to spend more time with A-Jie.

Although this sounds very Nantong-like, it's all for my own mission.

Ah Jie chattered on and on all morning, and Shen Yuan thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of improving himself during the mission.

After class, the four of them went out to find something to eat.

Aze and Ai Muyu insisted on following him, and he couldn't shake them off.

But it's lively with lots of people.

The four of them went to a rice noodle shop. The offer of free refills was quite tempting for the boys.

However, Shen Yuan was stumped when it came to choosing a beverage.

After all, there's no Assam in the noodle shop.

"Tsk, what does the Holy Grail War on campus have to do with my off-campus noodle shop?"

As he spoke, Shen Yuan took a can of cola.

"Ze, if I fail, I will join you."

Yang Ze immediately perked up upon hearing this.

Is there such a good thing?
Aze patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, buddy, I'll make sure you don't get punished!"

"OK!"

Chen Mingyu panicked: "Hey! Lao Yuan, is my Ice Tea Cult not good enough?"

Do you know the real value of canned cola in the summer?

Chen Mingyu raised an eyebrow and then picked up a can of cola from the freezer.

"Aze, if I fail, I'll join you too."

Yang Ze was shocked.

What the hell happened? Just going out for a meal led to the leaders of two opposing camps turning against each other?
"But to be fair, it would be quite difficult for the Iced Tea Cult to lose."

Ah Jie said, "There are too many of them. You know the allure of the school cellar."

As soon as this was said, everyone nodded.

After eating the noodles, the four of them went to the shopping mall next door to get an iced Americano.

Shen Yuan brought Li Zhi a cup as well.

"Thanks."

Shen Yuan waved his hand: "It's okay, you won't want to thank me once you start drinking."

Out of curiosity, Li Zhi took out an iced Americano and took a sip, his brows immediately furrowing.

At the same time, people in Assam's camp in the class began to express their regret.

What's worse than being a senior in high school?
A: A high school senior who drank an iced Americano.

(End of this chapter)