I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Is Chapter 17 finished?

As Li Yan followed Wang Fugui out of the classroom, before he could even ask anything, he heard the homeroom teacher say in an extremely solicitous tone:
"Li Yan, almost all the high school admissions officers in the city have come this time, including the principal and grade heads."

He coughed twice. "I've taught you for three years, and it's hard to say goodbye. But for your future, I suggest you go to No. 2 Middle School."

Upon hearing this, Li Yan simply smiled and did not reply.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Fugui felt awkward but didn't care.

How could he not know that many students in his class disliked him? So what if they disliked him?

Poor students can't hinder him; good students will only become the fruits of his teaching!
Wang Fugui's suggestion was not wrong, but another aspect of the assessment for the homeroom teachers of No. 15 Middle School is to look at the students who have entered key high schools.

These days, high schools still compete for top students.

As soon as Li Yan entered the reception room on the fifth floor, he was greeted with a warm welcome.

Li Yan took his seat and, with the introduction of the grade director, got to know the admissions officers from each school.

The schools to be highlighted are key schools like No. 2 Middle School and No. 4 Middle School!

Their status can also be seen from their seating arrangement.

The admissions officer from No. 2 Middle School was very confident and, when speaking with Li Yan alone, laid out the requirements without hesitation.

This includes full tuition waiver, a 100,000 yuan scholarship, and a spot in the Tsinghua-Peking University program.

"Li Yan, in the last college entrance examination, 92 students from our school were admitted to 985 universities and 309 students were admitted to 211 universities. Our school's college admission rate is obvious to all."

Both in terms of academic performance and teaching staff, it's the best in Huangcheng. Consider it carefully. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me.

In his view, he was just going through the motions; no student would refuse an invitation from a top high school.

"Are cell phones allowed at No. 2 Middle School?"

“In principle, we don’t allow it. It’s no use for you to bring it. Everyone lives on campus, so you won’t have a chance to play.”

Li Yan nodded. He didn't necessarily need to use his phone; he just needed a more relaxed atmosphere.

He wants to relive his youth, and studying is his priority, but he also wants to develop something else!
After all, he has cheat codes, so he doesn't need to put much effort into studying.

I had heard in my past life that most of the key schools, such as No. 2 Middle School, were learning from Maotanchang and Hengshui.

It seems it really is true!

"I see."

Next, just like when choosing a concubine, Li Yan began to meet with the remaining high school admissions officers.

The basic promises are all similar, except that regular high schools and private high schools offer more.

Especially the two private high schools.

Although the other party was very enthusiastic, Li Yan was not interested.

Soon we arrived at No. 6 Middle School, where the teachers stood out among the crowd.

Because he was the oldest.

"Xiao Yan, hello, I am Uncle Jiang Yingzhu."

"Huh?!" Li Yan was stunned. He looked at the other person carefully for a moment before realizing that the other person did indeed look somewhat like Jiang Ye.

"Uncle Jiang, oh dear."

Li Yan remembered this person as the principal. No, was such a grand ceremony necessary?

"Hey, never mind, don't be shy. Jiang Ye asked me to try to get you, so I came here on my own."

Jiang Ting spoke casually, as if he were chatting with Li Yan.

"Although our school is a regular high school, it used to be a key school, but unfortunately it hasn't developed well in recent years. But even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse."

“We do have excellent teachers, but I feel that you don’t seem to care about that aspect.”

Jiang Ting said, "Otherwise you would have agreed to those key schools long ago. Our school's conditions are similar, but we offer more bonuses."

He held up two fingers, then added, "Furthermore, No. 6 Middle School supports day students. As for the others, as long as their grades don't decline, everything is negotiable."

After listening to him for a while, Li Yanpin came out; they were treating him like a mercenary for the college entrance exam.

But they really gave a lot!
Twenty dabs, representing the fruits of Old Li and his wife's hard work for most of their lives!

This is exactly what Li Yan needs right now.

Money doesn't matter; his main goal is to ease the burden on Mr. and Mrs. Li and reduce their stress.

"Uncle, it's settled then."

Jiang Ting was taken aback. It was that simple? He'd wanted to say more. Wait, what did this kid just call him?!

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After leaving the principal's office, I finally managed to use a series of reasons to thwart the persuasion of the principal and the grade head.

When Li Yan returned to the classroom, he found that everyone was gone. He glanced down and realized that they were taking pictures.

He immediately ran down as well, and as soon as he appeared, Wang Zhenyu let out a strange cry.

"Yo-ho! The star of the show is here! Everyone, gather for a photo!"

"What main character?"

Li Yan leaped forward and hooked his shoulder.

"You, turning things around in a month to become number one in the city, that's like a plot from a novel, right?"

"Not bad, Zhenyu. You have the qualities to be the protagonist's lackey. As a reward for taking pictures later, you can stand next to me."

"No, I want to be with a girl. I did the math, and there aren't enough seats for all the boys in the back two rows, but there are exactly five or six empty seats in the front two rows."

Upon hearing this, Li Yan patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"Wow, Zhenyu, thanks."

After saying that, Li Yan ran towards the place where the photo was taken, waving at Jiang Yingzhu.

Wang Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening. He raised the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heaven Finger towards Li Yan's back.

"Damn it, that's mine!"

However, Li Yan had already pulled Jiang Yingzhu along, laughing and joking, and stood in the middle of the second row.

They were the dividing line between the boys and girls in the second row.

Li Yan remembered that in his previous life, he was standing at the very back when taking his junior high school graduation photo.

Everyone stood in line, with the flagpole behind them. After shouting "cheese," Jiang Yingzhu pulled Li Yan to take a few more photos.

Other girls also asked him to take pictures, or boys asked Jiang Yingzhu.

Li Yan was naturally unafraid of anyone who came, and of course he wanted to be with his childhood sweetheart.

I just wonder where these photos will end up gathering dust, or somewhere I'll keep looking at them from time to time.

Everyone was chatting, joking, and laughing in twos and threes on the playground, and it might only be many years later that they would realize it.

After this meeting today, it will be almost impossible to see each other again.

It's a bit hot, but not too hot.

There was a wind on the playground, and a wind was blowing in everyone's hearts as well.

As soon as the graduation ceremony began, this gust of wind dispersed.

Li Yan was awarded the Outstanding Graduate Medal and a bonus of 10,000 yuan.

Then they were asked to say a few words and share their learning experience.

Li Yan originally wanted to say something to Wang Fugui, but for the sake of the bonus, he decided to go out and say something instead.

Local media outlets had previously tried to contact him, but he was too busy taking photos to respond.

So I just said a few words casually.

In short, there are no shortcuts to learning. Read more books, think more, and the important thing is to start, not to fantasize. However, a good homeroom teacher is also very important.
Upon hearing this, some teachers looked at him strangely.

Those who knew Li Yan were also surprised, and then listened.

“But our class’s homeroom teacher is obviously not included in this category.”

Li Yan couldn't hold back his last sentence.

The audience erupted in uproar, and Wang Fugui's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He deserves it!
Never mind, Li Yan handed the microphone to the host and walked off the stage.

The newly arrived intern teacher, completely untrained in her role, instinctively asked, "Student, is that all?"

Li Yan met her lingering, yet still somewhat sober, gaze and nodded.

He walked downstairs with his hands in his pockets, looking cool.

The intern teacher then realized what was happening, tears welling up in her eyes, and read the procedure in her hand:
"Next, please welcome Li Yan's homeroom teacher, Wang Fugui, to the stage to share his teaching experience."

Class Three erupted in applause.

(End of this chapter)