Your classmates haven't taken the college entrance examination yet, but you are carrying bricks

"Hush, keep your voice down. I heard that Gu Ci's family is extremely poor. His parents sold their house to support his schooling. Now the three of them are living in a shabby rental house next to the school!"

"Is it true? So miserable?"

"How could it be false? I saw his parents come to the school to look for him. They were dressed like beggars. Hey, you say, in this day and age, why do you still want to study when you are so poor? Isn't it better to earn money by moving bricks honestly?"

The students were whispering, looking at the last row with contempt and ridicule.

"Does anyone know where Gu Ci went?"

Zhao Zhifei's sharp eyes scraped across every student's face like a knife, and finally stopped on Wang Dali's face in the last row.

"Wang Dali, let me ask you again, where did Gu Ci go?!"

Zhao Zhifei raised his tone and tapped the table with the pointer in his hand, making a "pa pa" sound.

Wang Dali shrank his neck, his eyes wandering, and he said vaguely: "I, I don't know either, class teacher, I really don't know...Gu Ci is used to being alone, you might as well ask Zhao Yiming instead of asking me!"

As soon as Wang Dali finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

"Haha, Wang Dali is too mean. He knew that Gu Ci and Zhao Yiming didn't get along, but he still asked him to ask Zhao Yiming."

"Zhao Yiming, where's Gu Ci?"

Zhao Zhifei's teaching stick hit the podium heavily, making a loud noise, which made some students shrink their necks.

The boy sitting in the first row, who had been playing with his mobile phone, raised his head casually, revealing a handsome yet evil face.

He casually used his slender fingers to lift the strands of hair on his forehead, and said casually: "How should I know? I'm not his father."

As soon as Zhao Yiming finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. The classmates looked at Gu Ci's empty seat, their eyes full of contempt and gloating.

"Quiet!"

Zhao Zhifei slammed the table, interrupting the noise in the classroom.

He frowned, and his sharp eyes swept across the room, finally settling on Zhao Yiming's face, "Zhao Yiming, stand up! Don't you know what's going on at Gu Ci's home? As the class monitor, instead of caring about your classmates, you're mocking them here. Is this how you should be?"

Zhao Yiming stood up impatiently and curled his lips in disdain, "Teacher, I really don't know where he is."

"Besides, it's not my fault that his family is poor, why should I care about him?"

"Besides, he is just a bricklayer, but he was able to get into the genius class and enter the preliminary selection. Who knows, he might have used some dishonorable means, maybe..."

"Whether he can pass the hunt is another matter! Everyone knows he was sent off in the qualifiers!"

Zhao Zhifei took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

He knew that although Zhao Yiming's words were unpleasant to hear, they were also the tacit thoughts of most people.

This world is so cruel, the strong are respected and the weak deserve to be trampled underfoot.

But right now, this is not his business!

"What is Gu Ci's background and how did he get into the gifted class preparatory class? These are not issues I care about. What I care about now is where did he go?"

"Don't any of you know?"

Zhao Zhifei's pointer hit the podium heavily, as if hitting every student's heart. The classroom was eerily quiet, with only the suppressed breathing sounds coming one after another.

Zhao Yiming sneered contemptuously, glanced at Zhao Zhifei, and said disdainfully: "Teacher, don't bother yourself. Gu Ci is probably working on the construction site again. He looks so poor that he probably can't even afford the tuition for the genius class. Isn't it just right for him to leave school and do some part-time work now?"

"Zhao Yiming! You..." Zhao Zhifei was so angry that his face turned blue, and his fingers were shaking as he pointed at Zhao Yiming.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Yiming met Zhao Zhifei's gaze fearlessly, with a mocking arc on his lips, "Teacher, you don't really believe that he can become an awakener, do you? He is a bricklayer, and it is already a stroke of luck for him to be admitted to the preparatory class for the gifted class. How can he still want to reach the sky in one step? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself!"

Although Zhao Zhifei was very dissatisfied with Gu Ci's absence from class, from the perspective of a mentor, Gu Ci was about to become his student anyway.

Zhao Yiming's words made Zhao Zhifei very impatient.

Zhao Zhifei glanced at everyone and said, "Okay, since Gu Ci hasn't arrived yet... let's have a meeting first. During this meeting, our preparatory genius class needs to complete a task!"

"Pay attention, this is a real battle, and your results will account for 60% of your final score!"

Zhao Zhifei's words were like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Practical missions! Sixty percent of the total!

These words struck every student's heart like a huge hammer, and the classroom suddenly exploded.

"Oh my god! A real combat mission? We're going to do it for real before school starts?"

"Sixty percent? That's crazy! If this goes wrong, won't it be the end of us?"

The students were talking among themselves, their faces filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Only Zhao Yiming still had that cynical sneer on his face, as if everything was under his control.

He nonchalantly twirled the pen in his hand, glanced at Gu Ci's empty seat, and felt secretly happy: Gu Ci, Gu Ci, just wait to be eliminated in this practical mission!

Zhao Zhifei let the students talk for a while before knocking on the table again, signaling everyone to be quiet. "I know you are all worried, but this mission is a decision made by the school, and it is also for the purpose of better selecting talents."

He paused, scanned the entire place with his sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The content of this mission is... to assist the Law Enforcement Court in conducting searches in the hunting area!"

Zhao Zhifei's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing a stir in the classroom.

All the reserve geniuses present here know clearly what actual combat missions mean.

"Assisting the Enforcement Court in the search? Teacher, we are the reserve forces who haven't officially enrolled yet! How can we go to such a dangerous place?"

A boy wearing big glasses asked with a worried look on his face, his tone trembling obviously.

"That's right, teacher. Even those who have officially awakened dare not take the hunting area lightly. Aren't we sending food away if we go there?" another boy echoed, his face pale, obviously frightened by Zhao Zhifei's words.

Zhao Zhifei looked at the group of reserve geniuses in front of him who had not yet experienced the beatings of society and sneered in his heart.

A bunch of fledglings, do you really think it’s so easy to get into the gifted class?