Chapter 42: Arrangements
Chapter 42: Arrangements
In the recruitment office, over a dozen tutors were seated, and one of them, with remarkable candor, spoke up, "Teacher Gao, to be honest, I don't want to teach him."
The other teachers looked on, secretly admiring his audacity.
Teacher Gao, seated at the back of the office, maintained a neutral expression and asked, "What's your reason?"
The teacher threw the form related to Chen Chuan onto the desk and said, "Based on his resume, he started practicing the Breath Control Technique too early, and judging from Zhong Wu's injuries, he might have also trained in Limit Break. This student, who doesn't know how to cherish his body and only knows how to overexert his potential, has limited future potential."
However, Teacher Gao didn't pay attention to him and turned to another teacher, "What about you? Do you feel the same way?"
This teacher stammered, "Teacher Gao, I... I..."
"That's enough, you don't have to say it." Teacher Gao looked at the others, "It seems like you all feel the same way?"
The teachers remained silent.
In reality, whether a student's physical condition is good or not, and how far they can progress in their studies, doesn't have much to do with the teachers. They only spend two or three years in school, and the students are not their own children. There's no need to be so strict about it.
The main reason is that they don't want to get involved in the school's internal power struggles. It's better to just teach their own classes peacefully. They still remember what happened two years ago, so none of them want to take on this hot potato.
At this moment, Teacher Gao looked at a young teacher and asked, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
The young teacher hesitated, "I can teach, but as you know, I'll be going abroad for an exchange program in a month, and I don't know when I'll be back. Even if I can take him on, it won't be for long."
Teacher Gao said, "I didn't expect you to. Alright, since none of you are willing, you can all leave."
The group of tutors breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and bowed slightly towards Teacher Gao before leaving.
After the office emptied, Teacher Gao picked up the phone on his desk and made a call. Once connected, he said, "They are all unwilling, so it's unnecessary to assign them. It's better to directly appoint someone to take on the responsibility."
"You say that as if you already have someone in mind?"
Teacher Gao replied, "I think we should start with Cheng Zitong."
The voice on the other end asked, "Little Cheng? Is he capable?"
Teacher Gao asserted, "He Xiaoxing is still trying to convince him to return. Before he succeeds, let's have Cheng Zitong take over for now. Moreover, do you have a better candidate at this point?"
There was a moment of silence before the voice on the phone said, "Then you have to keep a close eye on him."
"After setting up the sunshade, do I also need to fertilize and water it?" Teacher Gao turned around and said, "I don't think that boy is so delicate. Whether he can reach the level I'm expecting depends on whether he can endure and maintain his momentum."
"You already had this plan, didn't you? Since it's your idea, make sure you handle it well and don't drop the ball." The voice on the phone hung up without giving Teacher Gao a chance to respond.
Teacher Gao was taken aback. He looked at the phone and said, "Old man, you're passing the buck to me again." After a moment of thought, he dialed another number. After a long wait, the call connected. "Cheng Zitong, it's me, Gao Ping. I'm asking you to take on a student. Is that okay? Can you give me a definite answer? Calling me 'Brother Gao' won't do... Alright, it's settled!"
After submitting his form, Chen Chuan didn't wait around. He first went to the fighting arena that Wei Chang'an had mentioned to take a look.
This arena, which he had seen from a distance before, resembled a giant white seashell, very beautiful. Inside, it was spacious and felt very comfortable.
This was the main training hall for Class B students. At this moment, there were already quite a few students here, most of them were upper-class students. The majority were focused on their training, while some of the more lively ones were probably newcomers who had just enrolled.
When Chen Chuan arrived, he naturally drew some curious glances. The uniforms of Class A and Class B students were the same, the only difference being that one had a school emblem on the chest while the other didn't.
Although it was unusual for a Class A student to be here, no one said anything extra. Everyone was minding their own business.
Since Chen Chuan didn't initiate a conversation, no one approached him proactively. Moreover, wherever he went, the Class B students would proactively make way for him or let him pass first.
Their attitude seemed friendly, but he also felt a sense of distance and boundaries. This reminded him of Wei Chang'an's words. It seemed like everyone was adhering to their own limits, staying within the circles they or others had set, not just in school but also in the outside world.
After observing for a while, he realized that among the majority of the trainees here, only a few had mastered the Breath Control Technique. As for whether they had mastered the power of the technique, it was hard to tell without seeing them in action, but based on his understanding, it was certain that they hadn't mastered the technique.
As for the technical aspects, everyone had solid fundamentals, and they all worked diligently. The process also provided him with some inspiration. However, he didn't notice that at this moment, wherever his gaze fell, the people there would become tense.
After observing for a long time, he realized that there was nothing more to see, so he left.
As soon as he left, the trainees on the field breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is that an upper hall scholar? What brings him here?"
"Is that a senior? I feel like his gaze is so intimidating."
"But this guy is quite good-looking."
A few senior Class B students exchanged glances, their expressions turning solemn. They didn't say much, but when Chen Chuan was standing there earlier, they could all sense a strong aura of threat.
This feeling wasn't vague or intangible; it was formed through the body's movements, posture, gaze, and subtle adjustments made unconsciously. Moreover, it always seemed to focus on the gaps and weaknesses in their techniques, making them feel very uncomfortable.
At the same time, they also felt a sense of defeat because they had never seen Chen Chuan before, and he was likely a new student.
They didn't have much to say and could only continue practicing silently.
After Chen Chuan left the arena, he arrived at Spring and Autumn Lake. He first ran a lap around the lakeside track, then went to a solo training hall in the academy, and trained until dusk. After having dinner in the dining hall, he saw that the sky had darkened, so he returned to the dormitory.
However, just as he reached the dormitory entrance and was about to take out his key, a voice called out from a distance, "Wait a moment, classmate." He turned around and saw a short student running towards him with a piece of paper in hand. He stopped and asked, "What's the matter, classmate?"
The short student extended his hand and said, "Hello, are you from Dormitory Four? I'm from Dormitory Three. My name is Feng Xiaoqi."
Chen Chuan shook hands with him and said, "Nice to meet you, Feng classmate. I'm Chen Chuan."
Feng Xiaoqi excitedly said, "Chen classmate, it's like this," he raised the paper in his hand, "Our dormitory needs to elect a group leader to ensure smooth communication within the dormitory and with the school. If there's any school or dormitory-related messages, the group leader will be responsible for communicating them. If students need help, they can also inform the group leader first. I'm self-recommending for this position. Do you have any objections, classmate?"
Chen Chuan understood that this was actually a task of running errands, and it might come with some minor authority, but he wasn't interested in that. He said, "Sure, I have no objections."
"Alright, thank you, Chen classmate." Feng Xiaoqi smiled happily and then went to knock on the door of Dormitory Two. There was someone inside, and a handsome young man came out.
Chen Chuan walked over and introduced himself. However, this young man didn't seem to be very talkative. When asked his name, he simply replied, "Luo Kaiyuan." When asked if he agreed with Feng Xiaoqi becoming the group leader, he just said, "Sure."
As for Dormitory One, it seemed like no one was there. Feng Xiaoqi mentioned that he had arrived five days earlier, but until today, he hadn't seen anyone move into the neighboring room. However, the dormitory layout diagram indicated that someone was occupying it.
While the three of them were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of the elevator, followed by slow footsteps. A senior student wearing imported formal attire, with a gentle demeanor and glasses, approached from the corridor. He smiled at Chen Chuan and said, "Chen classmate, we meet again."
Chen Chuan immediately recognized him as the senior who had received him during the final exam and introduced him to the Mutual Aid Association. He asked, "Senior, what brings you here?"
The senior put his hand in his pocket, adjusted his glasses, and smiled, "Nothing much. I'm here on someone's behalf, and there's something I'd like to discuss with Chen classmate privately."
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