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Chapter 64: Did You See That?
Chapter 64: Did You See That?
Ever since entering the White Cloud Academy of Martial Arts and this class, Fu Chengyun had been trying to build a good relationship with Mo Gan Yun, hoping that in the future, either he or his family could form an alliance with the Mo family, borrowing their influence to soar to new heights.
Even if they were just ordinary friends, a little connection would be nice.
However, despite all his efforts, Mo Gan Yun showed no reaction.
And yet, he was so close to Fang Che, an outsider of a Ninth Rank Aristocratic Family, who took advantage of him every day, and even invited him out for meals!
Why don't you look at me instead!
An outsider of a Ninth Rank Aristocratic Family, no matter how talented, what future or value could they possibly have? Finally, on this very morning, Fu Chengyun could no longer hold it in.
Li Changkong announced the end of the class.
Mo Gan Yun stood up.
He stomped his feet and took a step back.
His massive and robust body rose, and his two long legs, like sturdy pillars, supported his towering frame.
When he stood up, his eyes were at the perfect height to see Mo Gan Yun's buttocks.
It was right in front of him.
Mo Gan Yun focused his eyes for a moment, then silently sat back down.
His face turned dark.
Could you not take a step back when you stood up? Your butt is right in my face, damn it!
I swear, one word from me, and you'll have a hole in your butt!
Mo Gan Yun's hearty voice, as always, rumbled like thunder, "Fang Laoba, let's go!"
Fang Che: "Okay."
So, he stood up, and the two of them walked out side by side, chatting and laughing.
Li Changkong watched their figures with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
He slowly packed up his things, then began to recall his teaching, corrections, theories, movements, and the reactions of each student to what he had taught and instructed.
Then, he immediately devised different teaching methods for students with different reactions, preparing for the next class.
This had been his habit for hundreds of years.
Educating people is not a mere task.
This is not my job; it's the cause I've dedicated my life to. Li Changkong has always been clear about this.
Just as Fang Che and Mo Gan Yun were about to walk out the door...
A cold voice spoke up, "Always inviting others, always being invited; one is a fool who doesn't care, the other is thick-skinned and doesn't care about face. Well, well."
The ridicule and sourness in the voice were so strong that one could sense it in the air without even listening.
It was Fu Chengyun.
Mo Gan Yun and Fang Che stopped at the door and turned to look.
"What are you looking at?"
Fu Chengyun spoke up proudly, "Did I say something wrong?"
Many classmates silently nodded in agreement, but most of them showed disdain on their faces.
It's none of your business if someone wants to invite and someone wants to be invited.
As for the words about taking advantage and being taken advantage of, it's a matter of perspective.
Mo Gan Yun's martial path was exceptional, and although he seemed naive when facing Fang Che, he was shrewd and sharp with others.
Who knew what Mo Gan Yun's intentions were? Would a direct descendant of a super family really be so foolish? Most people in this classroom wouldn't believe it.
As students who had entered the martial path and were capable enough to be admitted to the White Cloud Academy, there was no room for stupidity.
At the very least, there was no place for the so-called 'pride of the poor.'
How could ten years of diligent study and practice compare to three generations of accumulation?
Not to mention a family with thousands of years of heritage?
The so-called 'I can surpass the descendants of aristocratic families and second-generation martial artists with my hard work' was simply non-existent.
When it came to talent, those admitted to the Academy wouldn't be lacking.
The descendants of a thousand-year-old family, their ancestors would carefully select a spouse from millions, and their offspring would be exceptionally talented. How could they compare to ordinary people?
You studied and practiced diligently for ten years, but would they just wait for you to surpass them? They weren't idle either, and who knew what they consumed daily?
After leaving the relatively fair platform of the Academy, perhaps all the resources you arduously gathered in a year to improve your strength might not even compare to their daily morning porridge.
So, sour thoughts like Fu Chengyun's existed, but no one ever showed them.
Because if they did, they might lose a platform they could rely on in the future.
So, when Fu Chengyun spoke up with his sour thoughts, even if others silently agreed, they could only nod in their hearts and not show it on their faces.
However, their eyes sparkled with excitement for the show.
Some even eagerly anticipated a fight.
But to everyone's surprise, Mo Gan Yun didn't get angry.
Fang Che, on the other hand, maintained a calm expression and gaze, as if looking through the air, glanced at Fu Chengyun and then smiled, standing by Mo Gan Yun's side without a care.
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Mo Gan Yun nodded politely and said, "Thank you."
He turned to leave.
"Aren't you going to say something? Or react?" Fu Chengyun asked.
Fu Chengyun was a bit flustered.
He could clearly sense that neither Mo Gan Yun nor Fang Che took his words to heart; they completely ignored him.
"Say something? Do something?" Mo Gan Yun looked at him strangely.
He asked, "Why?"
This question stumped Fu Chengyun.
I'm helping you see through Fang Che's true nature, why are you reacting like this? Shouldn't you thank me, feel my sincerity, and then realize your mistake, becoming my close friend?
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Fu Chengyun was stunned.
This was his most beautiful fantasy.
The scene he most wanted to see.
But why did Mo Gan Yun say this?
"Don't provoke me."
Mo Ganyun chuckled, patted Fu Chengyun's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, loud enough for the entire class to hear, "You can't afford to offend the Mo family."
He turned and left, arm around Fang Che's shoulder, his voice fading into the distance, "What do you want to eat today?"
Fang Che's voice carried back, "Today, I want something good. Since our reputations are ruined, I feel wronged."
Mo Ganyun's voice replied, "Then we'll eat the best. Don't worry, there are plenty of merit points!"
Fang Che hummed in response.
Their voices gradually faded into the distance.
Mo Ganyun offered no explanations, no justifications, and didn't even get angry. He simply left it at that.
Many people wore peculiar expressions.
They had heard Mo Ganyun's reaction when Fang Che said, 'I feel wronged.' It was almost tense. Then he immediately promised a feast, and Fang Che seemed to still have some unspoken grievances, but he held back.
Fu Chengyun stood in place, feeling like he was being blown about by the wind.
Not only had he failed to wake Mo Ganyun, but he had thoroughly offended him!
The entire class fell silent.
Li Changkong also stopped his cleaning, retracting his scattered thoughts.
He furrowed his brows, hands clasped behind his back, and walked up to Fu Chengyun. Looking at the third genius in his class, he slowly asked, "Do you find it strange that you didn't wake Mo Ganyun?"
Fu Chengyun lowered his head and muttered in discontent, "Yes."
"Do you find it strange that Mo Ganyun didn't offer any justifications or explanations, and you feel he should have?" Li Changkong asked again.
"Yes."
Fu Chengyun admitted.
Li Changkong sighed and said softly, "Do you know why Mo Ganyun insists on treating Fang Che to meals every day?"
Fu Chengyun looked up, his face filled with bewilderment.
A trace of resignation flashed through Li Changkong's eyes.
He spoke gently, "Your eyes only see Fang Che taking advantage of Mo Ganyun. Is that not so?"
"Isn't it?" Fu Chengyun asked, perplexed.
Li Changkong smiled faintly and said, "Go eat."
He turned and left.
During this time, Mo Ganyun, following Fang Che, had gained much, and the four instructors, including Li Changkong, had witnessed it all.
But they couldn't speak of it.
Because all those advantages were gained at Fang Che's expense.
Fang Che hadn't given them permission to promote him, so Li Changkong and the others couldn't speak.
The few words Li Changkong had said to Fu Chengyun today were already a form of hinting. If someone could think deeply, observe, and learn something from this in the future, it would be thanks to these words.
But if Li Changkong were to be more explicit, he couldn't do it.
Everyone has their own opportunities, some man-made, some arranged by fate.
Fang Che's actions were an opportunity for all his classmates.
Mo Ganyun seized it. This was his good fortune.
As for others, the opportunity was right before their eyes, and their chances were equal to those of Mo Ganyun and everyone else. But they were blind and couldn't see it.
They couldn't expect others to remind them: Hey, there's a gold mine right in front of you!
That was impossible.
Fang Che didn't hide anything, but he didn't explicitly state his intentions either. He had his own considerations, perhaps cultivating his class or planning for the future.
But those things, aside from Mo Ganyun, were destined to be irrelevant to the rest of the class.
Why would Li Changkong meddle? If he said more, many students would benefit, but at the cost of disrupting the genius team.
Perhaps one day, because of his words, Fang Che and Mo Ganyun, who were in a crisis, would fall.
For instance, if someone like Fu Chengyun were to join the team?
Li Changkong couldn't bear such consequences. As he said on the first day, "I'm just an instructor."
Not a master.
Li Changkong understood this well.
Mo Ganyun was only simple-minded in appearance, his looks making him seem naive. But his personality was only naive towards a very, very small number of people.
Like Fang Che.
In reality, Mo Ganyun's intelligence and sensitivity towards martial arts surpassed anyone's imagination.
That's why he cherished it, and when Fu Chengyun spoke like that, he didn't justify himself.
Because he didn't want to reveal how much he had gained from Fang Che.
Should he justify himself by saying, 'You don't know how much I've gained from Fang Che. You don't know what I've learned from him... how useful it is?'
If he did, Mo Ganyun would truly be naive.
Strong people share a common trait: learning from those stronger than themselves. Towards those stronger, there's no envy or competition, only learning.
Weak people also share a trait: resentment.
Seeing anyone stronger, they want to pull them down to their level.
And they feel superior: No matter how strong, aren't they just like me, bound by their lifespan?
In any school or group, there are those who will be exceptionally strong in the future. At the very least, they'll be strong in a small scope.
It depends on whether those around them can discover this and integrate. Whether they use sincerity, wealth, or other means to join and ride the train of a bright future.
But most people can't see it.
When Li Changkong left the classroom, he sighed.
But he also understood why there were so few people like Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang in the world.
And this was something no one could change.
It was fate. Thoughts and vision determined destiny.
This was true for everyone.
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It's worth mentioning that Fang Qingyun's assessment results were out.
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You know my old habit of lecturing, right? This chapter, after I finished writing, I hesitated to delete it, but I couldn't bear to. I saved it, and after a while, I added it back in.
I kept telling myself, 'You're just a web novelist. Don't act like a savior, it's silly and annoying. Don't you know that kids these days don't like being lectured?
But every time I write, I can't help it. I always think, even if just one reader considers things more deeply, gets inspired, or avoids some detours, it'll be worth it.
This chapter, after much deliberation, I finally decided to publish it. Sorry, I'll let you dislike it one more time.
So, I know my personality is annoying. I always feel like a savior.
So, for this chapter, I estimate many won't like it. I'll quickly add another chapter.
(End of Chapter)
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