Genius of the Rules-Style System

Chapter 220: Chapter 179: Long-term Vision is Important

Zhao Yi rarely stayed at home for the night.

The next morning, he got dressed and went to school.

Zhao Zhenxi got up a little later, hurriedly put on his clothes, took the keys at the door and was about to leave.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly turned back and shouted, "Liu Jing, have you seen my car keys?"

Liu Jing came out in her slippers and complained, "Who pays attention to your car keys? Aren’t they on your keychain?"

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"How could they not be?" Liu Jing walked over, picked up the keychain, and carefully looked at it. She suddenly noticed a note under the briefcase.

The note read: "Dad, I took your car. The scooter is downstairs. Have a smooth ride!

--Zhao Yi."

"Pff!"

Liu Jing couldn’t help but burst into laughter and commented, "Xiao Yi is quite humorous. Did he get his driver’s license? Driving...don’t let anything happen!"

"Humorous my ass!"

Zhao Zhenxi was fuming, "He came back yesterday just to drive, not even a word!"

"Would you have agreed if he had said it?"

"Of course I wouldn’t!"

"So he just drove away. This cleverness, just like me!" Liu Jing laughed happily, and then worriedly said, "I’ll call him later. He just got his driver’s license and started driving, so he needs to be careful. This kid!"

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The more Zhao Zhenxi listened, the more annoyed he became. His car was taken away, and yet the conversation revolved around the ’clever child’, he just couldn’t reason with it.

It was almost time for work.

He could only take the scooter key and ride the scooter to work.

When you get up a little late, a car becomes a scooter!

What worried Zhao Zhenxi was not that he couldn’t drive, but that in the car were his two months of savings: over a thousand dollars in private money.

"Xiao Yi won’t find it, right? Even if he does, he’ll definitely return it, right?" Zhao Zhenxi secretly calculated in his heart, facing the blowing wind.

Meanwhile.

Zhao Yi parked the car at the corner of the school gate. Driving to school was too flaunting, he definitely would not do such a thing.

After parking the car, he wanted to put his driver’s license in it, and when he opened the storage compartment, he found a stack of cash.

"So much?"

Zhao Yi took it out and counted it, thinking that he had no cash at hand, so he took most of it and hesitated to leave two bills.

Mom said.

Men with money tend to get corrupted!

...

Zhao Yi had a fulfilling day.

During the day, he attended regular classes at school, reviewed some high school knowledge, and also studied hyperbolic geometry on the side.

After school in the afternoon, he simply took a break for himself, went out of the school gate to practice driving. He hadn’t driven since he arrived, so his skills seemed a little rusty. He drove more than ten kilometers in the city, found a nice restaurant, and quietly enjoyed the delicacies.

Next, he went to a coffee shop, sat quietly studying, continued to research hyperbolic geometry, and left the coffee shop after nine o’clock. He drove to Lin Xiaoqing’s house and waited downstairs to swipe Study Coins.

Soon.

The target for swiping coins appeared.

Lin Xiaoqing rode her bike over, noticed the car at the entrance, and saw an open car window with a hand stretching out from inside, beckoning her.

"Zhao Yi?"

Lin Xiaoqing was surprised.

Zhao Yi patted the car door and joked, "Beauty, get in the car, let’s go for a ride?"

"Pfft~"

Lin Xiaoqing glanced at him, parked her bicycle, and still went to sit in the passenger seat, asking as she did, "Did you get your driver’s license?"

"I got it yesterday."

Zhao Yi explained, his expression becoming serious, "I’ve decided what major I want to apply for."

"Which major?"

"Biological Science, at Yanhua University’s School of Life Sciences."

"Is it research on biology?"

Zhao Yi stared at Lin Xiaoqing intently, his eyes full of lethal force. He said very seriously, "Biological Science, simply put, is the exploration of the mysteries of the human body. I am very interested in this area."

"Exploring the mysteries of the human body?"

Lin Xiaoqing slightly frowned, not quite understanding. She noticed Zhao Yi’s gaze, suddenly realized, and her little fist swung instinctively, "What are you talking about!"

"Pervert!"

"Hiss~~"

Zhao Yi quickly rubbed his arm in pain.

Lin Xiaoqing worriedly asked, "What’s wrong? Does it hurt that much? I didn’t use any force!"

"Want me to try one punch on you?" Zhao Yi seemed a little angry, speaking with a bad tone.

"Why don’t you try?"

Lin Xiaoqing stretched out her arm as if to let Zhao Yi vent his anger. Zhao Yi pretended to punch her, but gently placed it down, also stretching out his hand further, forcefully brushing over an already blossoming area.

"What are you doing!"

Lin Xiaoqing’s face turned red, and she swung her fist at him again.

The two of them played around with each other.

Outside the car.

Lin Xudong parked the car in the garage, came out and saw that the car at the entrance hadn’t left yet, and hadn’t parked in a public parking space. He didn’t pay much attention and just glanced casually.

And then his eyes remained fixed.

The car was swaying, and there was laughter and shouts from a girl inside.

Lin Xudong almost instinctively thought of something a colleague had mentioned, a car parked on the side of the road at night, swaying too, with a man and a woman caught inside. Upon questioning, it was revealed that the man was having an affair with a mistress, and they simply did it in the car since they didn’t have time to go to a hotel.

This...might be the case too!

Lin Xudong felt that he should consider the female owner of the car and resolutely resist this uncivilized behavior. He went over and slapped the car door hard.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The car stopped swaying.

The passenger door was opened from the inside, and a girl full of youthful spirit looked out from inside and then exclaimed in surprise, "Dad?"

"Qingqing, it’s you?" Lin Xudong was so surprised that he couldn’t close his mouth. He instinctively put his hand on the gun handle.

Zhao Yi calmly greeted, "Uncle Lin, off work."

"I’m leaving now!"

As soon as Lin Xiaoqing closed the car door, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and left.

Lin Xudong stood there, unable to suppress his rising anger. He held back the urge to ask his daughter what had just happened, and could only curse Zhao Yi in his heart, "This damn kid!"

"Even if they’re in love, can’t they wait until after the College Entrance Examination?"

"And why can’t they do this kind of thing at home? Why did they have to do it in the car..."

"My precious daughter..." Lin Xudong thought of the scene he had just witnessed, feeling as if his heart was bleeding.

...

In the end, Lin Xudong didn’t say anything. He mentioned it to Zhao Hongjuan, and they had a long conversation before bedtime, ultimately deciding not to question their daughter and pretend they hadn’t seen anything.

Because, the College Entrance Examination was coming up.

Many parents who cared about their children’s academic performance were even more nervous than their children.

Zhao Hongjuan and Lin Xudong didn’t dare to speak harshly to Lin Xiaoqing, let alone discuss her love life with her. They were afraid of affecting her mental state and causing her to perform poorly on the exam.

In the days leading up to the exam, Lin Xiaoqing noticed that her parents seemed to be very hands-off. When she went to Zhao Yi’s house, Lin Xudong usually reminded her to be careful, but he didn’t even remind her now.

Lin Xiaoqing felt something was off but didn’t give it much thought, as she was also under pressure and worried about her exam performance.

Other students were in the same situation.

Zhao Hongjuan and Lin Xudong’s approach was to take care of their daughter’s emotions, hoping to help her relieve stress and maintain a relaxed mindset.

Zhao Linlin’s case was the exact opposite.

Niu Lianhua always adhered to the "pressure education" approach, and perhaps she knew that Zhao Linlin was "very mischievous," and thus pressure wouldn’t affect her as much.

Zhao Linlin adopted a "pressure-resistance" approach to face the College Entrance Examination, and the week before the exam seemed to be her most diligent study period.

Other students had their own unique circumstances as well.

For example, Wang Jian.

Wang Jian’s stress-relief method was to play cards with a group of students. They would openly play poker in the classroom at lunchtime, with a lot of money on the table.

The reason they were so brazen was that the school essentially let them be.

With the College Entrance Examination approaching, even the school’s teachers didn’t know how to manage their students. What if strict discipline affected their mental state?

Three days before the College Entrance Examination.

On the last day of classes for the senior year, the elite class was simply dismissed, and students returned to their original classes.

Upon entering the classroom, Zhao Yi noticed that something was off. His desk had been replaced with a brand new one, and the contents of it had been tidied up.

Even...

Some of his books were missing?

"Who helped me clean up? Where are my books?" Zhao Yi carefully looked around and immediately asked his classmates, "So, do you guys know what’s going on?"

"The principal did it."

"Yes, it was Principal Wang. He took away a few old books, some papers with handwriting, and even moved the old desk."

"Why?"

Zhao Yi looked at the brand-new desk and couldn’t understand what was going on.

Wang Chengmin came in again.

This time, he was followed by Li Lisheng. The two came straight to Zhao Yi, and Wang Chengmin shouted from afar, "Zhao Yi, I’ve brought you the admission notices."

"Admission notices?"

Wang Chengmin put a stack of papers on the table.

Zhao Yi saw that there were four admission notices.

One was from Shuimu University.

One was from Capital University.

One was from the University of Science and Technology.

The last one was from Yanhua University. The notice from Yanhua University was personally filled out by Luo Zhijin, who knew Zhao Yi was applying for the sciences and specially wrote down the mathematics major for him.

Zhao Yi put the notices in his desk, planning to take them home as a souvenir when class ended.

The other students looked on enviously.

Look at this!

This is the difference!

As they faced the immense pressure of the College Entrance Examination, Zhao Yi had already received admission notices from several top universities before the exam.

It was... so infuriating!

Zhao Yi shook his head indifferently and asked about his desk and books.

"You don’t need those old books and papers with words on them anymore, right?" Wang Chengmin asked.

Zhao Yi shook his head.

Wang Chengmin immediately laughed, "Then give them to the school!"

"Huh?"

Zhao Yi didn’t understand.

Wang Chengmin didn’t wait for Zhao Yi to react, turned around, and walked out of the classroom.

Li Lisheng followed, still confused, and asked, "Principal Wang, what’s the use of taking Zhao Yi’s old desk, books, and those incomprehensible drafts?"

"You don’t understand!"

Wang Chengmin explained somewhat smugly, "Take a look at Zhao Yi. Does he seem like an ordinary person to you?"

"Definitely not."

Li Lisheng was confident in this. Because of Zhao Yi’s achievements, he had become famous on the internet as "Zhao Yi’s English teacher." Some journalists even contacted him, wanting to interview him about teaching a prodigy.

He felt like a celebrity, and even wanted to make a personal video to show the forum members what kind of temperament a teacher who cultivates a genius has.

Wang Chengmin continued, "Look at him now. In a few years, or a decade, or even decades from now...he may become an internationally renowned scholar, like Chen Jingrun? Hua Luogeng? Anyway, he’ll be like the great mathematicians we read about in books, a very important figure!"

"By then, his high school desk, books, and research drafts will be worth a fortune, don’t you think?"

"Money, of course, is not important. For our 13th Middle School, these things must be treasured. Even if they’re not very useful now, we must always plan for the long term!"

Li Lisheng instantly showed reverence.

With admiration for Wang Chengmin’s foresighted vision, Li Lisheng personally packed Zhao Yi’s old books and drafts into boxes and stored them in the bookroom. While packing, he suddenly noticed that each old book had a strange comment added at the end--

"To endure hardship is to be a cut above. --Wang Chengmin."

"It doesn’t matter if the book is old, what’s important is to remember its content. --Wang Chengmin."

"You’ve already read through this book. Come to my office in the afternoon, and I’ll help you with your studies. --Wang Chengmin."

Li Lisheng flipped through the book with surprise, thought about it carefully, found a pen of the same color, and added a few words after each comment--

And Li Lisheng.