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Chapter 4: Are You Really Not from the Admissions Office?

At this critical moment, in this slow motion shot that can determine whether the work will go in the direction of suspense or the explosion scene of "Allahhu Bakr"!

The mysterious woman slowly pulled out... a card? from the lining of her coat.

"I want you to go to Tokyo to study at Shuchiin Academy." She slapped the business card on the table and pushed it in front of Xing Yuanhui. Her tone was formal, and her eyes did not avoid or evade, staring straight into the boy's eyes.

"Eh?" Looking at the card on the table with the word "Xiuchiyuan" on it, Xing Yuanhui became even more confused.

In this kind of atmosphere, you hold a gun like you hold a business card. I also want to try if I can catch a bullet with my bare hands.

Ah, no, Nanami is still here, and you can't take out your gun. If you lure Nanami away now, I might be able to show you the advanced version of "swallowing a sword" - "swallowing a bullet".

The boy glanced at Nanami next to him. The little girl was waving something in her hands, but it was blocked and Xing Yuanhui couldn't see clearly.

Turning his gaze back, Xing Yuanhui pinched his temple with his left hand and raised his eyebrows at this woman who did not play by the rules.

Not only did he call him by his online nickname, but he also threw out the name of a school he had never heard of and wanted him to attend. Isn't this a bit too weird?

Is this the effect this pink-haired girl wants to see? She wants to...win by surprise?

Xing Yuanhui didn't understand, so he asked directly:

"What is Shuchiin? No, that's not the point. Why should I go to Shuchiin?"

"This is a secret." She winked, put her hands together and said sincerely, "Please, this is very important to me!"

"Brother Hui, Shuchiin Academy seems to be an aristocratic school."

Nanami, who had been watching the game from the side, had already started typing on her flip phone using the blind typing skills she had practiced for many years when she heard the three words "Shuchiin".

Now the results are finally out. She took a look at her search results, picked up the phone and handed it to Xing Yuanhui.

The last time I saw you typing so fast was when you were venting your emotions online about your idol announcing her marriage. It turns out you can type fast. Is it because modern sliding screen phones are not suitable for you? No wonder you carry two phones every time you go out.

"Aristocratic school?" Xing Yuanhui muttered to himself while scanning the information he searched on his mobile phone. The mysterious pink-haired lady did not say anything. She just sat on a chair in the store, supporting herself with her hand on the glass cabinet and looking at them, still with a playful smile on her face.

To outsiders who are not in the know, the scene must have seemed very heartwarming.

The search engine did not display much useful information, and Xing Yuanhui finished reading it quickly.

But it's almost the same as not watching it at all, and why I went to Shuchiin is still a mystery.

"Eh? Hasn't your school's business been going very well in recent years? Even a commoner like me from a fishing village could travel thousands of miles to get the favor of a, um... school shopping guide?"

Xing Yuanhui began to talk nonsense, saying whatever was on his mind.

The woman paused and said hesitantly, "...You mean the admissions office?"

"Oh, yes. I didn't think about it for a moment. I haven't been to school for too long."

"First of all, I'm not from the admissions office. Secondly, even if I were from the admissions office, I would have come all the way from Tokyo to recruit you as a student. With such an admissions strategy, Shuchiin will definitely have a good future even if there are no management problems."

Xing Yuanhui's performance aroused the woman's deep desire to complain, and she unconsciously complained about the boy.

Perhaps this is the legendary ultimate secret of bringing the opponent's IQ to the same level as your own, and then using your rich experience to defeat the opponent?

"That makes sense." Xing Yuanhui nodded affirmatively.

"..."

The pink-haired woman realized that she was almost dragged into a trap by the opponent, and she supported her chin with both hands and reflected.

Suddenly, there was silence in the store.

The girl was wondering whether she should speak up, but she couldn't because it had nothing to do with her. The woman was wondering how she had been led astray by the boy after so many years of experience, and she was wondering whether she should go find her father and get involved in more things to broaden her horizons.

As for Xing Yuanhui, he finally found a way to think rationally amid the impact of information and the disruption of the system.

He raised his head and said, "Let's not discuss why I want to go to school there, since you won't tell me. Its admission requirements seem to be quite strict, as if no one but common people or dogs are allowed to enter."

The admission policy of Shuchiin is available on its official website. The general process includes school visits, entrance tests, interviews and reviews, which seems very complicated.

But the tuition fee is very obvious, about 10 million yen a year, which is very expensive.

"No, although it is an aristocratic school, that was a long time ago. Now, if the grades are good enough, ordinary students can also go there, and the school will also provide a scholarship to reduce the burden on students." She raised a finger and shook it. "Of course, if the grades are not that good, paying money directly is also an option. If you are interested, I can help you get in directly, and I will pay for the tuition."

Xing Yuanhui raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Direct admission? It seems that he must be rich or noble. What is the reason for such a person to come to him to enroll in an aristocratic school? Could it be...

"Miss, I may need to clarify one thing. I only sell my art, not my body." This topic is very serious and involves his personality.

How could I, a first-generation rich man, become a gigolo?

Objectively speaking, Xing Yuanhui looks good.

As a child who grew up by the sea, his skin is rubbed to death because of the name of the system, and there are so many inexplicable functions. Not only does it not look dark or rough, but his body remains well-proportioned and strong despite the ravages of long-term sitting and irregular diet.

And because of the mysterious blessing of not going to school for a long time, on the rare occasions when he did go to school, some people would put "surprise props" in his shoe cabinet.

Nanami even complained to Xing Yuanhui about why someone in the school asked her to bring him a gift. With such charm, if the most beautiful teenager in Omazaki was searched, he believed that he would definitely win the first place.

"Why is the range only in Omazaki? If other systems see it, they will think we are not good enough! No, Tokyo, the most beautiful teenagers in Japan!" The system was furious, but unfortunately Xing Yuanhui ignored it and continued to analyze in his mind.

Obviously, this is not a reason for the young lady from a noble family to run here directly for him and capture him and send him to the aristocratic school for honeymoon training. After all, I have a system and a cheat, so I can't be the one to go!

And your money is not much! Although it is expensive, it is not expensive enough. Without the "Lechaogong" card, I can go out to sea at night, rely on the system to eat physical food and stay up at night for three days to get it together for you.

Xing Yuanhui straightened up and looked at the door. There wouldn't be 300 swordsmen waiting outside, right? Could this be the world of women? Now that the protection period is over, those heroines with no idea what's in their heads are going to start taking male lovers? !

"…What are you thinking? I'm already a college student. I don't care where you go to school. I just think someone might be happy if you go to Shuchiin."

The mysterious pink-haired girl said helplessly that the boy in front of him looked quite smart, but there was a hint of clear stupidity in his eyes, and he spoke nonsense fluently.

"Happy? Who? I don't know anyone in Tokyo." Xing Yuanhui was very confused and asked hesitantly.

But he soon thought of something. Could it be that the company valued him more and wanted to completely subdue him with luxurious sugar-coated bullets?

This is not right. We are all cooperating well. This is not the way to sugar-coate a bullet. Has Quanjing been optimized?

No wonder Quan Jing seemed hesitant to speak during the video call last time. He must have been feeling bitter but unable to express it, knowing that he was about to be fired.

Xing Yuanhui didn't know that Quan Jing was so immersed in his emotions at that time because his favorite idol got married that he looked speechless and choked up.

The mysterious pink-haired girl also roughly understood Xing Yuanhui's character during this brief conversation. She interrupted his imagination and took the initiative to say, "Don't think about it. It has nothing to do with the music company you signed with. This trip is just my personal behavior. There is no sponsorship or earth-shattering conspiracy."

"Of course there is none. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the abundance of species, you can't jump to conclusions."

He had a conspiracy in his mind, and a few years ago he had been shouting "unify the earth and change its name to Terra" every day. It was only because Xing Yuanhui ignored it that it gradually died down.

The boy had already begun to suspect that it was the system that was causing trouble, and he would have to torture it when he got back.

Maybe it has some mysterious and wonderful tools hidden in the corner. It is a [system].

The woman's tone became sincere, and she raised her hands in surrender and said:

"Well, it's just a suggestion. Although we don't know each other, I can absolutely guarantee that my purpose of inviting you to study at Shuchiin will not cause you any trouble. And to be honest, the teaching quality there is not bad."

Xing Yuanhui didn't respond immediately. He crossed his arms and thought.

She wanted me to go to Xiuzhiyuan, but she didn't tell me her purpose. It's not a big deal if I just go to school, but my username must have been leaked by the company. Even the dean doesn't know what my username is on the Internet, he just knows that I have this online name.

The "popular stars" on the Internet seem to be a novel project to others, because no one knows the origin of "popular stars". Who are they and why do they create music? These topics have never had an official answer.

But judging from the number and quality of the albums released, it is logical for the audience to imagine a group of people who are anonymous and united in creating music in the studio.

A group of musical ascetics who do not want to be famous. This is the most common speculation on the Internet.

For such a "group" that lacks exposure, the potential news value is huge.

If this woman didn't come for the "stars", then why? Xing Yuanhui?

In reality, Xing Yuanhui is just a third-year junior high school student who lives in a remote area of Omazaki and doesn't go to school much... Although his grades and attendance rate are very impressive, and can be used as an example to prove whether minors can skip school to complete compulsory education, it is nothing compared to that brilliant vest.

What is her purpose? The mother fans who know the situation want me to study hard and make progress every day? How can such a thing happen?

There are so many mysteries, but the dean previously suggested to me in high school that I should look at other schools, saying that since my grades were good, I might as well go to a better school.

I have a system and I spent a lot of time to gain financial freedom. I have money, time and power. I am half a Batman. Maybe I can consider it? It might be fun? There should be someone in the aristocratic school who likes to modify cars and race cars? Is there my Ah Fu?

Taking the initiative to interrupt the thoughts that were beginning to go off topic, Xing Yuanhui said: "Anyway, this is a bit too sudden. Now I will not accept your invitation to Xiuzhiyuan. Why would I want to be a freeloader?"

He wanted to test it again to see how the mysterious pink-haired girl would react when she heard the rejection, but she managed her expression very well and did not show any strange look. She still maintained a polite smile, and Xing Yuanhui could not tell anything.

There was another stalemate. I really don't know why she was the only one to come into the store during this period. Not long ago, there was a steady stream of customers coming in. Were there really not 300 swordsmen waiting outside?

When the pink-haired woman thought the negotiation had failed and tried to persuade me to stay, Xing Yuanhui couldn't help himself and said, "Of course, even if I want to go, I will pass the exam by myself. There is no way I can go through the back door."

"Pass the exam? The entrance exam to Shuchiin High School is not easy. Is it really not necessary?"

Xing Yuanhui narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "Then your box is not opened very well. My grades are OK. My ranking in the last national test can be called pretty good."

That's right. Although it may not be glorious to defeat a junior high school student by relying on the knowledge accumulated in the previous life, it is definitely shameful to lose.

To stake your claim to fame as a time traveler, you must at least be in the top 10%!

"Really? That would be great if he could pass the exam." She nodded, as if she was very satisfied with this unclear result, and seemed to be certain that he would go to Xiuzhiyuan. "If you have difficulty with tuition, you can call the number on the business card."

If you are just one of them, you might not have a lot of money. After all, I don't know how you divide the money...

This woman not only didn't know my grades in various subjects, but also didn't know my financial situation? After knowing the connection between the music company and me?

Xing Yuanhui was observing and thinking further, and at the same time he was questioning himself: Is there really such a naive person? Maybe she knows everything, but is just fooling me?

Maybe she only knew that I was in contact with the music company, but she didn't know that I was a star, and just thought I was one of them? Just like she knew I was in Omazaki, but didn't know my achievements?

Otherwise, I can't explain why she could reveal my pseudonym but wanted to support me financially. The full version of the stars is rich enough to rival a country, and the funds donated to charities in the third world are more than those in some developed countries.

Normally, this information shouldn't be scattered here and there. What does this mean? If she is pretending not to know, then what is the reason for doing so? Or does she only know one side of the story?

The woman stretched, as if a burden had been lifted off her shoulders. Her expression quickly relaxed. She looked around the fishing gear in the store and said to the girl who was lost in thought, "Now it's time for me to have fun. Do you have any good fishing gear recommendations?"

It took Sato Nanami a while to realize that it was time for her to work. She exclaimed "Ah" and quickly recommended the fishing gear to the mysterious pink-haired girl.

"I hope we can meet in Tokyo next time. I will tell you my name when we meet next time." After saying that, she paid the money and left with her fishing gear.

Seeing that she paid without hesitation, Xing Yuanhui said to his sister with a profiteer look on his face: "You should take the most expensive one, and it can be regarded as my mental compensation."

"There's no commission, so why are you so concerned about Uncle Dachuan's performance?"

Hey, Uncle Okawa will be sad if you say that.

Nanami glanced at her distracted brother, the expression on her face clearly showed that she was very concerned about the conversation just now.

She said, "So in the end she still didn't say who she was. Let's not talk about that for now. Brother, are you really going to study at that Shuchiin in Tokyo?"

"Maybe. I'll talk to the dean and investigate this academy. If it's a decent school, I'll take the exam. Their score line is quite high, so it shouldn't be that far off." Xing Yuanhui recalled the information he had just seen on Sato Nanami's phone, which showed the deviation value of this school, which was among the best in Tokyo.

"A school for the nobility, will they bully others like the students in the comics? Shuchiin is a one-stop service from kindergarten to university. For a strange transfer student, isn't it a bit difficult to integrate into such an environment?"

Sato Nanami took advantage of her free time when there were no customers to continue searching for relevant information on the Internet.

"In this kind of comics, the nobles are more stupid than bad, right? It shouldn't be so boring. Compared to this, I am more concerned about whether there are double standards in it. The passing score of noble students is lower than that of people like me who get in."

For example, there are special score lines and if more than 30% of students fail a course, teachers have to correct themselves, so it is difficult to fail a course.

"Their deviation value is quite high. Maybe they are really a serious school."

Practice makes perfect. In Japan, the higher the deviation value of a school, the better the overall performance of its students. Therefore, the deviation value can at least represent the overall test level of the students in that school.

"I'll ask my agent and ask him to send some actual photos for us to appreciate. If it's really good, this is it. I won't be picky. Anyway, the results and deviation values are here." Xing Yuanhui sent a text message to his agent Quan Jing who was far away in Tokyo.

I'll go back and ask the dean. If possible, I'll have to read books and prepare. It would be embarrassing if I fail the exam.

"By the way, Brother Hui, what company are you connected with?" Qi Hai tilted his head and stared at his brother with curiosity.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Xing Yuanhui's forehead, and he thought: Oh no, I can't keep my vest.

"Um, well..." No, I have to use a delaying tactic. "Let's not talk about this for now. I think the pink-haired woman is the key right now. I'll be out for a while and will be back soon."

Without even bothering to go out the back door of the store, Xing Yuanhui simply climbed over the counter and rushed to the front door in one leap.

The young man looked around and thought: Now that I'm out, I might as well go and see where that woman has gone.