The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

"Han Cheng, did you not sleep well last night? Why are you so listless?" In Chinese class, the Chinese teacher organized the students' most hated activity: memorization. Han Cheng, who had already finished memorizing and returned to his seat, lay listlessly on the table.

The Chinese teacher, being middle-aged and a woman, was quite observant and noticed something amiss. Han Cheng used to be very energetic in class, especially in Chinese class, and he was always the first to recite. This time, however, he was much slower and didn't recite very well. He slumped down in his seat, which was clearly wrong.

"There are no teachers!" Han Cheng replied, but his disappointed look suggested otherwise.

"Hey deskmate, did you have insomnia last night?" Liu Guaiguai asked with concern.

"Oh, no, no, it's just that I haven't been in a good mood these past few days..." Han Cheng said. Liu Guaiguai nodded with an "oh," seemingly a little disappointed, since both she and Han Cheng knew that Han Cheng was hiding something.

Han Cheng's hand trembled as he held the pen. Today, he needed to memorize Qu Yuan's poem. The text wasn't long, but it took Han Cheng a full ten minutes to memorize it, and even then, he wasn't very familiar with it. Previously, Han Cheng could probably memorize such a short article in a minute. Perhaps some might think ten minutes is a short time, but when you understand the feeling of a genius suddenly falling into mediocrity, you can understand Han Cheng's feelings. It's like the failure after immense success; the rise and fall can be very disheartening.

Han Cheng sighed. It seemed he was still struggling with the problem of his superpower disappearing.

"Looks like you still can't let go!" Han Cheng muttered to himself with a self-deprecating smile.

Liu Guaiguai was a little surprised. Although Han Cheng's voice wasn't loud, she still heard it, after all, they were so close.

"Could it be that my deskmate has broken up with his girlfriend? Hmm, very likely. One minute he's listless, the next he's making fun of himself for not being able to let go. He's probably heartbroken... What should I do?" Liu Guaiguai thought for a moment. "It seems the only way is... to help him forget this failed relationship, and then..." Liu Guaiguai paused, thinking about something.

"I have a chance now..." Liu Guaiguai finally revealed her true thoughts, but Han Cheng was unaware of this. At this moment, Han Cheng continued to stare blankly in his seat.

"Hmm, deskmate, what's making you so unhappy?" Liu Guaiguai asked tentatively.

"It's nothing, just a small matter." Han Cheng smiled, masking his deep sorrow, but Liu Guaiguai knew it was far more complicated than that...

"Yeah, right, how about we chat for a while and relax? You look so gloomy, it's not good for you," Liu Guaiguai said.

"Looking worried? Is there one?" Han Cheng was a little surprised. He thought it was just that the Chinese teacher was very observant, but if he was looking worried, then he would be the one wearing the word "worry" on his face.

No, I have to take a look...

Han Cheng borrowed a mirror from a classmate, glanced at his expression, and realized, well, he wasn't exactly happy...

"But what should we talk about? I'm not very good at chatting..." Han Cheng muttered.

"Whatever, it's just to make you happy and relaxed. I'll start a conversation..." Liu Guaiguai said with a smile.

So the two picked up their Chinese textbooks and pretended to check each other's memorization, then started chatting. Tsk tsk, it certainly looked like they were memorizing, but in reality they were just chatting.

Seeing the two chatting so happily, Xu Xiaomeng couldn't help but smell a hint of jealousy in Song Ziyi's eyes. "Tsk tsk, no, no, I have to stop them..." Song Ziyi thought to herself. Of course, Xu Xiaomeng had the same thought as Song Ziyi.

"Hey, hey, let's recite it together. It's much better if we all recite it together." Song Ziyi greeted Han Cheng and Liu Guaiguai. The two turned around, Han Cheng glanced at Liu Guaiguai, and Liu Guaiguai smiled and said, "Okay!"

So the two turned around. Although Song Ziyi said that everyone should recite together, she was just showing off her memory and competing with Han Cheng to see who could recite more fluently. Poor Han Cheng was not as fluent as Song Ziyi. Although Song Ziyi could not recite much faster than him, she recited very fluently, which made Han Cheng feel very discouraged.

Han Cheng sighed, "I can't compare to you."

"Haha, you flatter me!" Song Ziyi laughed, her laughter revealing her undisguised pride. As for her academic excellence, few could challenge her even in her previous school. Moreover, memorization was her specialty, and no one could memorize faster or lose to her. At least, she hadn't met anyone like that yet.

"No, no..." Han Cheng waved his hands repeatedly.

"Little Orange, you're lying. You used to memorize things so well, so fast and so fluently. You were definitely hiding your true strength today!" Xu Xiaomeng pouted, looking completely unconvinced.

"But I really can't hide my strength right now..." Han Cheng muttered. Xu Xiaomeng's words had stirred up his sadness. Liu Guaiguai remained silent beside him. She knew that Han Cheng used to be a master of memorization, able to read ten lines at a glance and remember everything he read, but now...

"How fast?" Song Ziyi was obviously not very concerned, thinking that no matter how fast Han Cheng was, he couldn't be faster than her.

"I estimate that if Xiao Chengzi wanted to memorize what we're going to memorize today, it would only take her a glance, maybe twenty seconds?" Xu Xiaomeng said. "Twenty seconds is a conservative estimate."

"Really? I'd love to see that." Song Ziyi looked incredulous. Memorizing such a difficult poem in twenty seconds? Was she kidding herself?

"No, no, I'm too old, I can't do it anymore..." Han Cheng said.

"Little Orange, why are you holding back so much? Let's teach Ziyi a lesson and see if she still believes you!" Xu Xiaomeng said, seemingly still unaware of Han Cheng's change in mood. Han Cheng's mood had shifted from somewhat happy to his original disappointment. Truly a disappointing Chinese class, always getting me a little irritated...

"Alright, alright, stop talking. Can't you see how unhappy she is?" Liu Guaiguai couldn't help but say.

"What..." Song Ziyi wanted to say something that might be too harsh to Liu Guaiguai, but Xu Xiaomeng suddenly stopped her. Xu Xiaomeng seemed to have thought of something. Han Cheng's eyes had lost some important mechanism because of saving her. Could it affect his memory? And she had just indirectly helped Song Ziyi provoke Han Cheng, and kept making Han Cheng memorize things...

"That's really wrong..." Xu Xiaomeng muttered.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng? Is there something wrong with what I did?" Song Ziyi looked completely bewildered.

“There’s a serious problem!” Xu Xiaomeng said.