I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

As he spoke, he opened the back door, got into the SUV, and curiously touched the seats that looked to be made of high-quality materials.

The car slowly moved forward and entered the mansion.

"Excuse me, where are you from?"

Xue Jing asked casually.

Sitting in the back seat, He Han replied, "I'm from Yincheng, Teacher Xue. Don't ask these questions yet, I have something to tell you..."

He leaned between the two front seats and winked at Xue Jing, saying:

"You know what? There are a few students in our restaurant who aren't happy about you being our examiner. They're trying to make you look bad so that the higher-ups will replace you!"

You'd better watch out!

Ning Yuantai listened, shook his head with a strange expression, and gave a dismissive snort.

Xue Jing's expression remained unchanged; he merely looked at He Han with a half-smile.

"Snitching?"

He Han revealed a resolute look in his eyes, as if he wanted to join the Party: "This is speaking out for justice!"

Xue Jing shook his head and said, "I'll pretend I didn't hear that, and you can pretend you didn't say anything, understand?"

He Han's eyes flickered slightly, then she smiled and said, "Okay, teacher."

Xue Jing hummed in agreement and said:

"How many students are present at the mansion so far?"

According to the information sent to him, there were a total of 31 students in examination room number nine, which Xue Jing was in charge of.

However, the information only contained their names, genders, photos, and examination numbers, nothing else, so Xue Jing knew almost nothing about these students.

After he takes charge of the team, he needs to learn more about the students under his command.

He Han thought for a moment and said, "I think there are about twenty-five of them, plus me, so there are twenty-six."

Xue Jing rubbed his chin: "Wow... the training camp officially starts tomorrow, and there are still several people who haven't arrived yet."

He took out his phone, swiped a few times on the screen, opened the student information interface, handed it to He Han, and said:

"Take a look, see which ones haven't arrived yet."

He Han reached out and took it, seemingly excited because he could see 'secret information' that he shouldn't have been able to see. He looked through the phone and said:

"This, Zhong Wei, I didn't see it."

"Yuan Baijing..."

"Zhao Longtu... Wait, what's this guy doing here too!?"

He Han suddenly saw a completely unexpected person in the information and exclaimed in shock.

Xue Jing turned his head and glanced at him. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with him?"

He Han scratched his head: "This is a big problem, Teacher Xue."

He showed his phone to Xue Jing, pointing with his other hand to the student photos in the information on it.

He was a male student with piercing eyes and a fierce appearance. Unlike the other photos where he was smiling, his expression was not only devoid of any smile, but also exuded a madness that seemed ready to devour anyone.

There is a very noticeable scar on the left corner of his eye, which looks like it was caused by a blunt object hitting him hard and breaking the skin.

If it weren't in a student's file, people would think it was a picture of a prison inmate.

"Zhao Longtu, this guy was in the same school as me in junior high..."

"Although that happened several years ago and few people remember it now, I am reminded of it as soon as I see him."

He Han said in a low voice:

"He beat his homeroom teacher into a vegetative state."

"Hmm?" Hearing that it was gossip of this caliber, even Ning Yuantai turned around and looked at He Han with great interest.

"What happened?"

Xue Jing remained silent, also looking at He Han.

He Han shook his head and said, "There are many conflicting accounts of the specific situation. At the time, it caused quite a stir throughout the school."

"Some say he was abused and forced to fight back, some say Zhao Longtu was born with supermale syndrome, and others say Zhao Longtu was forced to fight in underground boxing matches to make money."

"Some of them initially sounded reasonable, but they were later overturned."

"The school has remained silent and has not released any specific information. All I know is that Zhao Longtu dropped out of school and went to a juvenile detention center... He shouldn't be able to participate in the martial arts exam."

Xue Jing looked thoughtful: "A juvenile delinquent... Have you had any contact with him? What kind of person is he?"

He Han shook his head and said, "I only had a little contact with him during martial arts class... He's a genius, extremely powerful. When I first entered junior high, even the older students couldn't beat him in combat class."

"He was a favorite of the teachers. His homeroom teacher always valued him highly, often giving him extra help and taking him out to eat... Everyone who saw them together said that the two were like father and son."

After listening to He Han's explanation, Xue Jing turned to look at Ning Yuantai.

"Yuan Tai, thank you for your help."

He spoke softly.

Ning Yuantai patted his chest. "Don't worry, Brother Xue, I'll have investigated everything thoroughly for him by tomorrow!"

……

He Han jogged to the training ground, where several students gathered together looked at him.

The round-faced boy who was leading the group frowned and asked:

"He Han, weren't you playing Baldur's 3?"

He Han looked completely innocent: "I was just about to go back to my room when I passed by the gate and saw a car coming in. I took a closer look and it looked like our examiners were inside. That's why I came over to inform them!"

"So, was this a crucial moment for me, huh?"

The round-faced boy ignored his boasting and instead his expression shifted, becoming somewhat nervous: "He's here? That Xue Jing?"

A person's reputation precedes them. Although he doesn't think much of outsiders, Xue Jing is undoubtedly a genius with a great reputation.

It's like when you mention a celebrity or a person, because there's no real connection, you can talk about them in a very frivolous, even disdainful, way. But when you actually meet them in person, that sense of reality immediately overwhelms you.

They are now targeting and plotting against a renowned genius...

Can you win?

Will win!

The round-faced boy calmed himself down and looked at his companions, who also looked somewhat nervous.

"Don't panic, proceed according to plan!"

"He's just someone our age, nothing to be afraid of!"

The round-faced boy turned his gaze to He Han and said with some doubt:

"You little rascal, you really didn't tattle on me, did you?"

He Han protested, "How could that be? My mouth is tighter than a magic headband!"

Although the round-faced boy still had some doubts, he nodded and said:

"Since that's the case, and you're already here, why don't you come with us? We can play Baldur's 3 later."

"Huh?" He Han blinked.

"I just received a text message. The local specialties my mom sent have arrived. I have to go pick them up. It's not that I'm scared, it's just that these local specialties have a short shelf life. If I go this afternoon, they'll probably spoil..."

The round-faced boy reached out and grabbed his collar, saying calmly, "Aren't you a local from Silver City?"

He Han sighed and said, "It seems I have no choice but to reveal my background. Actually... I am of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent."

"I've kept it a secret because I was afraid you'd look down on me, but actually my mother is from the Far East, and her name is Sakurai Momoka..."

The round-faced boy glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense. Do you think I've never seen 'The Idolmaster'?"

He Han was immediately shocked and incredulous.

Huh? You look so serious with thick eyebrows and big eyes, how come you're also a fan of anime?

The round-faced boy realized he might have revealed something, his eye twitched slightly, and he felt a little embarrassed, but he still insisted:

"Behave yourself. We'll get down to business together later. Don't forget, this also concerns your future!"

He Han: "Hesitant mouth."

……

The black SUV slowly drove into the training ground and parked in a suitable spot.

On the training ground, the dozen or so students who were practicing martial arts stopped and looked at the car.

"Yuan Tai, you go back first. Leave the rest to me."

Xue Jing said as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

Upon hearing this, Ning Yuantai nodded: "Then I'll go out first. Brother Xue, call me when you're done."

Xue Jing opened the car door and got out.

In the distance, on the training field, a group of students had gathered around the round-faced boy. As soon as Xue Jing got out of the car, several of the female students couldn't help but gasp.

"Wow……"

"What a magnificent face..."

"That's Teacher Xue. I've seen his videos. I thought it was just exaggerated and maybe it was due to beauty filters, but I didn't expect it to be even more exaggerated in real life..."

"What should we do? Teacher Xue must have his reasons. Is it really okay for us to treat him like this?"

"He must have been subjected to jealousy and suppression from his superiors, which is why he was transferred to our Seventh Metropolitan Area to be an examiner. He's already had enough to suffer, how can we add to his troubles?"

Hearing the whispers around him that were beginning to show signs of hostility, the round-faced boy's lips twitched.

"Don't be fooled! This guy is all show and no substance. With him around, we won't get good grades, we won't get into good universities, and our lives will be ruined!"

After he finished speaking, a pretty female student next to him cupped her cheek in one hand and looked at Xue Jing with tender affection: