The white-haired school beauty sighs every day, yet he keeps getting stronger.

Zhang Ziyang, with his back against the wall, began to speak:

"Hello teacher, I am Zhang Ziyang, a student at Feiteng Kashi High School in Tianxing City. Do you remember that you called me three times ten minutes ago? I'm sorry, I had something to do at the time..."

Before he could finish speaking, the other person laughed.

"Oh, it's Zhang! I was so surprised and flattered that you remembered we were calling today."

The middle-aged woman's voice appeared polite on the surface, but her tone was full of sarcasm.

Zhang Ziyang frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, but after all, he was in the wrong first.

He maintained a calm tone and began to explain:

"I'm so sorry, I had something important to take care of just now, so I put my phone in the release device's storage space, and that's why I couldn't answer your call. I apologize again."

He maintained a very proper attitude, but the middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone was still furious.

"Hehe, Zhang, your teacher should have told you to keep your phone accessible today, right? Since you had something important to do, why didn't you take care of it beforehand? This shows that you have no planning skills and no sense of contractual responsibility."

"Zhang, do you think that just because you've awakened a golden soul card, you're superior to everyone else and won't even respect your future teachers?"

Zhang Ziyang frowned, his anger rising at these unreasonable words.

He believed he had explained things very clearly and sincerely, without intending to offend the other party in the slightest.

But the other side wouldn't let it go, their words were laced with barbs.

In just a few words, he was labeled with three major accusations: "lacking planning skills," "lacking a sense of contract," and "arrogant and disrespectful to elders." From beginning to end, he showed no attitude or intention to communicate and resolve the issue in a friendly manner.

As the saying goes, respect is mutual; only those who respect others deserve to be respected in return.

Since the other party is being unreasonable and trying to bully others and distort the truth, then he doesn't need to be polite.

Even a clay figure has a bit of fire in it!

However, Zhang Ziyang did not immediately transform into a pianist from Zaun and engage in a passionate verbal battle with the female teacher who seemed to have menstrual disorders. Instead, he first activated the phone's call recording function, swung it twice, and then held it to his ear.

"Hey, teacher, can you hear me clearly? There was a sudden gust of wind, so I couldn't hear you clearly. Could you please repeat it again?"

As soon as Zhang Ziyang finished speaking, he presciently moved his phone away.

Sure enough, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a roar with the force of Zhang Fei breaking the bridge at Dangyang.

"Zhang, so you've learned to play dumb now, haven't you? On behalf of the Admissions Office of Jinghua University, I solemnly warn you: don't think you can act with disrespect and lawlessness just because your Soul Card is of excellent quality!"

"You think you're so talented? So amazing? Let me tell you, people with your talent are a dime a dozen in Beijing. You'd only be considered a treasure in a run-down place like Tianxing City. Pshaw!"

"If you don't correct your arrogant and conceited attitude, our admissions office can, after internal discussion, revoke your admission. Our Jinghua University seeks students who, besides being highly talented, also possess excellent character!"

Zhang Ziyang laughed after hearing this, and his mood even calmed down a lot.

His tone was light, completely shifting to a lighthearted, amused attitude.

"Teacher, I know you're in a hurry, but please don't worry. I've already explained it to you clearly. I didn't answer your call because I had an urgent matter to attend to, not on purpose. You don't need to escalate this to the point of accusing me of being disrespectful to teachers and having poor character over such a small matter."

The middle-aged woman was immediately exasperated, but wanted to continue speaking.

Zhang Ziyang immediately interrupted the spellcasting:

"Teacher, you said I was arrogant and haughty, but I only spoke three times from beginning to end. I was basically explaining the reasons and clarifying the issues to you. Most of the time, you were the one venting your anger on me, labeling me, and even insulting Tianxing City and my hometown. If we're talking about arrogance and bad character, I think it should be you, right?"

"you!"

“There’s another thing, teacher. You must be mistaken. University selection is a two-way street. Students can choose the schools they want to attend based on their own abilities, rather than being forced to attend a particular university. So… if this is Jinghua University’s attitude towards external admissions, then I think I can exclude your school from my choices.” Zhang Ziyang said calmly, without any sign of panic.

Upon hearing this, the tone of the middle-aged woman's voice on the other end of the phone changed instantly.

"Zhang, what do you mean by that? Don't you want to get into Peking University anymore?"

"Yes, after all, although I'm young, I don't have the habit of being unwelcome. Well then... let's stop here, I need to go find the phone number for Longxia University's external admissions."

After Zhang Ziyang finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"By the way, I accidentally pressed the call recording button earlier, so our entire conversation has been recorded. As an excellent teacher in the admissions office of Jinghua University, you wouldn't want me to release it, would you?"

"What? You can't..."

Snapped!

Zhang Ziyang hung up the phone immediately, completely shutting out the annoying noise, and then blacklisted the number to prevent her from continuing to harass him.

"So much nonsense!"

Zhang Ziyang raised an eyebrow and then glanced at the time.

3:32 PM.

It's still early.

He can continue playing a few more matches in the arena to gain experience fighting other card players.

But... there's not much time left for the Sticky Task.

The system issued the task at 9:03 AM.

The time limit is only twelve hours.

In other words, Zhang Ziyang must find a way to complete the task before 9:03 p.m., otherwise he will miss out on the generous reward.

He only has a few hours left.

"Ugh, this is really frustrating!"

As Zhang Ziyang watched the mission timeline shrink, he couldn't help but rub his temples.

Knee pillow, knee pillow...

Unless Huangfuyue had lost her mind, he couldn't think of any possibility that she would be willing to cooperate with him.

This mission is extremely difficult, and he still has no clue whatsoever.

"Ding!"

A message suddenly popped up on my phone.

Zhang Ziyang clicked on it and saw that the hospital's test results were in.

Without saying a word, he immediately took photos of the medical examination results and invoices and sent them to Zhao Mingzhu via WeChat.

There was no immediate reply.

Zhang Ziyang recalled Zhao Mingzhu's lazy appearance on the sofa with a face mask on during yesterday's video call, and guessed that the older sister who worked day and night was probably catching up on sleep.

So he put his phone away and back in his pocket, then turned and walked towards the elevator, no longer intending to stay in the arena.

Through his competition with Lin Weiwei, he realized something.

It's already difficult to find a card player who can put pressure on him in the third level of the arena.

Continuing to play the game would just be a waste of time.

Why not go back to school and get the training methods for the four basic combat skills from the library to prepare for the upcoming rift to the lower realm?

While I was at it, I went to the crystal core sales store near the school and exchanged all 48 I had just received for second-tier crystal cores.

In this way, there should be no shortage of cultivation resources for the time being...