Chapter 63: The Embarrassing Record of the Fastest Course Dropout

  The first class of the new semester, in Class 77's classroom, was eerily silent. Every student sat up straight, listening intently to Teacher Gao's lecture on martial arts history, which lacked any rhythm or cadence.

  A moment later, a loud roar suddenly came from the history of martial arts teacher: "Student ID: 27034567, this classmate, stand up for me. Yes, it's you, Sun Yan!"

  A pair of eyes simultaneously turned towards the back row of the class, looking at the standing young man. The vast majority of classmates showed a schadenfreude expression.

  Sun Yan stood up straight and asked, "Teacher Gao, is there something wrong?"

  Teacher Gao pushed up his thick glasses and said with a serious face: "What's the matter? Sun Yan, classmate, what were you just doing?"

  "I've been listening carefully in class!" Sun Yan said with an innocent face.

  "Oh, paying attention in class?" Teacher Gao sneered, "Alright then, tell me, during the Third Slo River War, which legions of the JW Alliance attacked the Southern Wind Domain?"

  Sun Yan was taken aback and stuttered: "Uh..."

  Next to him, Shui Lian Qing occasionally pointed at the textbook and gestured to him, but unfortunately, Sun Yan was still in a half-asleep state and couldn't see clearly what those words were.

  Teacher Gao snorted, "On the first day of school, you dare to sleep in my class. Do you think I couldn't see that you were sleeping with your eyes open? This kind of trickery, I've been teaching for 300 years, do you think you can deceive me?"

  Sun Yan couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, and he was deeply impressed in his heart. It's no wonder that he is a teacher at the Imperial Wind Academy, able to see through him just by opening his eyes.

  "Since you like sleeping so much, you don't need to attend my class either. Student ID: 27034567, Name: Sun Yan, I hereby declare that your Martial Arts History score is... 0 points, failed!"

  "Teacher Gao, listen to me explaining."

  "No need for an explanation, from now on you don't have to attend my martial arts history class."

  The classroom erupted into a burst of laughter and applause.

  ……

  The second class, combat skills foundation course.

  Just 10 minutes into class, Sun Yan was called up again.

  Teacher Gong narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "Is my class boring?"

  Sun Yan stood up straight and puffed out his chest, saying loudly: "No, Teacher Gong's lectures are so vivid and engaging that I've benefited a lot from them."

  "Oh. Then tell me, who is the martial artist that created the war skill 'Ursine Clutch'?"

  "Uh..."

  Sun Yan was stunned again. His "Bear Ape" had reached perfection, but the warrior who created this martial art left no impression on him at all.

  "He even dares to sleep in my class, humph!"

  In the second class, Sun Yan's combat skills foundation course also failed.

  Sun Yan wanted to cry but had no tears, and habits were indeed a terrible thing. The habits that had been cultivated since childhood, wanting to change them in a short time, was really difficult to do.

  ……

  The third lesson, Basic Kung Fu class.

  This time, having learned from the first two classes, Sun Yan sat up straight and listened attentively to the lecture, determined to earn those 3 credits, no matter how sleepy he felt.

  The teacher who teaches the basic course of Gongfa is named Xǔ Guóxiáng.

  Xu Guoxiang is a ninth-level great martial artist, but his appearance isn't as intimidating as his name. He's 155cm tall, with a stout build, and the hair on his forehead is thinning in a M-shaped pattern - half bald, with a round face that shines with oil, as if you could pinch out a handful of lard at any moment.

  Twenty minutes into class, Xu Guoxiang's round face wore a smile as he said, "Now it's time for random questioning. The student sitting in the back row, yes, you."

  Sun Yan looked around, confirmed that Mr. Xu was talking about himself, so he stood up, this time with great confidence, the content of these 20 minutes he remembered by heart, even if he recited it backwards there would be no problem.

  "Ah, it's Sun Yan, right?"

  "Yes, Teacher Xu."

  "Tell me, who is the martial artist that divided the kung fu into twelve levels and proposed the Twelve Levels of Kung Fu?"

  This question made Sun Yan stunned again, he was tongue-tied and thought about the 20-minute content back and forth for 20 times. After a while, he stammered: "Sorry, Teacher Xu, I don't know."

  "Then tell me, what are the three kinds of gene-enhancing liquids that can promote the inner yuan cultivation of a seventh-level warrior?"

  Sun spoke and shook his mouth, thinking for a long time, helplessly shaking his head: "Sorry, Teacher Xu, I don't know."

  "Hmm." Xǔ Guóxiáng furrowed his brow, "You don't even know the answer to a simple question, didn't you pay attention in class?"

  Sun Yun felt a surge of anger in his heart. This situation was different from the previous two classes. How could he not understand that this bald-headed Xu was intentionally picking on him?

  "Teacher Xu, I remember every word you say in class!" Sun Yan said.

  Xu Guoxiang's smile remained unchanged as he said, "Oh, you remember every single word and sentence? Then repeat it to me."

  Sun Yan's eyes flickered slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart, and he began to speak.

  In the classroom, a clear and melodious voice of a young man rang out, word by word, what he said was almost identical to Xu Guoxiang's. Gradually, all the classmates put away their curious expressions and showed surprise, this Sun Yan actually had such a good memory, remembering the content of the previous 20 minutes of class without missing a single word.

  There are many talented martial artists and those with extraordinary innate abilities, but truly exceptional ones who can memorize by just glancing at something are rarely seen.

  Looking at Sun Yan's garrulous talk, Mu Shan's eyes had an even colder glint, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold smile.

  Qiu Shanlin's face was filled with jealousy and resentment. He turned his head to look at Xǔ Guóxiáng on the podium, his eyes revealing a pleading expression.

  Xu Guoxiang glanced at Qiu Shanlin, expressionless. After Sun Yan finished speaking, he surprisingly applauded and clapped his hands.

  "Good, very good. Unexpectedly, Class 77 actually produced some talent."

  Xu Guoxiang clapped his hands, the smile on his face vanished, and he said indifferently: "This Sun Yan classmate is so excellent, I also can't teach students like you. From now on, in my classroom, I don't want to see you appear."

  "It's really my honor to get praised by Teacher Xu!"

  Sun said, without looking back, turned and left the classroom.

  And so, on the first day of class, Sun Yan gloriously flunked all three theoretical courses.

  ……

  Afternoon, General Affairs Division, Student Union Building.

  Senki Association Office.

  "Do you want to sign up for the Martial Arts Association?"

  "Yes, I'm Sun Yan, a first-year student in Class 77 of the Ordinary Department."

  "Hmm, Sun Yan? The one who fell asleep in Professor Gong's class is you?"

  "Uh..."

  Battle Technique Association Application - Not Passed.

  ……

  Martial Arts History Association Office.

  "Hello, senior fellow student, I'd like to sign up for the Martial Arts History Association."

  "Oh, what's your name?"

  "Sun said."

  "Sun Wen? The freshman who fell asleep with his eyes open in Teacher Gao's class?"

  "This..."

  Martial Arts History Association Application - Not Passed.

  ……

  Kung Fu Association Office.

  "Good afternoon, senior, I'd like to sign up..."

  "You must be Sun Yan, no need to say more, Professor Xu has already made arrangements. A student like you, our association doesn't dare to want."

  Kung Fu Association Application - Not Passed.

  ……

  In the evening, a burst of shrill and strange laughter came from inside a restaurant.

  At the dinner table, Sun Yan, Tie Sheng, Shui Lian Qing, Feng Ling Xue, Mu Tong and Li Er were gathered together, chatting, drinking wine and eating dinner.

  "Ayin, I heard you made a big impression on your first day of class!"

  "Three compulsory theoretical courses haven't had their final exams yet, and you've already flunked them. Seven associations' applications were all rejected. This record is too awesome, worthy of being my forever loser friend!"

  Upon hearing this, Uncle Iron Spoon widened his eyes in surprise and delight, exclaiming: "Such a glorious record is truly befitting of a student from Luliu Street 4444! Come, let's raise a glass to Ah Yan's magnificent achievement!"

  Sitting beside Shui Bingqing and Feng Lingxue, Sun Yan's face turned dark as he said, "I've just gone through such a tragic event in my life, can't you guys say something more pleasant?"

  She shot him a stern glance and scolded, "Who told you to sleep in class?" As she spoke, she still helped Sun Yan with his food, trying to comfort him.

  Feng Lingxue then revealed an elegant and beautiful smile, saying: "I'm a bit disappointed that I didn't get to see your expression at the time, A Yan."

  Damn it! Does this woman like watching herself make a fool of herself?

  Sun Yan cursed under his breath and said gloomily, "It's not a big deal that I failed the three courses, and it doesn't matter if I didn't pass the association exam. The key is, I urgently need credits now!"

  Mu shook his head and sighed, "I expected you to fail the three compulsory theoretical courses, Ah Yan. I just didn't expect you to fail all of them on the first day. As for not passing the application for 7 associations, that was unexpected. And from what you said, it seems like Teacher Xu in the third class of Basic Skills is specifically targeting you."

  Everyone present felt strange, Sun Yan had just arrived and encountered so many troubles.

  Sun Yan was also puzzled. Although he couldn't be said to be a charming young man who won everyone's hearts, he was still a gentle and harmless youth, and shouldn't have been ridiculed like this.

  At this time, Li Er, who had been eating with his head down, raised his head and asked in confusion: "Who are you talking about? The bald-headed Professor Xu who teaches the foundation course of Gongfa? It's normal for him to target Ayin! He is the father of Xu Xuyao. The Xu family of Emperor Feng Academy manages most of the affairs of the ordinary department."

  "Does everything have to be managed by the Xu family? Isn't that a mistake? If there's a problem, won't the hospital intervene?" Mu Tong loudly protested.

  Lai Er's mouth was full of food, and he said vaguely: "In our college, the four departments of Yuanbu, Jingyingbu, Putongbu, and Kejibu have a very clear division of labor and do not interfere with each other in peacetime. Unless it is an event that has a great impact, otherwise, Yuanbu will not come forward to intervene. The Xu family's style in the ordinary department is humble on the surface, but they are actually used to being tyrannical behind the scenes."

  Upon hearing this, Sun was left speechless for a moment before blurting out: "That son of a bitch Xǔ Yào!"

  Lei Er suddenly woke up to this point, and Sun Yan quickly connected the cause and effect. No wonder he was rejected by all seven associations he applied for. It's easy for a professor from Emperor Feng College to influence the decision of the Student Union Association.

  However, once he understood the reason behind it, Sun Yan's mood actually brightened up.

  Raising his wine cup, Sun Yan shouted: "Since I've failed all three subjects, my brother is now completely a free man, just in time to spend more time practicing martial arts. Come on, have a drink with me!"

  Everyone present raised their glasses, and Feng Xue looked at Sun Yan, a smile involuntarily appearing on the corner of her mouth. It seemed that no matter what difficulties this young man was in, he could always be so optimistic, making the people around him feel at ease.

  With a full belly and satisfied, Sun suddenly remembered something and wondered: "Where are Chen Wang and Chang Cheng? Why haven't they come over? Are they still practicing at this hour?"

  Mù Tóng Hé and Shuǐ Lián Qíng also felt strange, although they were not familiar with each other before, but after arriving at Dì Fēng College, everyone came from Luò Shān City, so there was an extra closeness.

  Feng Lingxue pursed her lips and said: "The two of them really wanted to come over, but they can't. Before I came, they repeatedly warned me not to say the reason."

  This sentence piqued Sun Yan and others' curiosity.