Spare Me, Great Lord!

To Luo Cheng Foreign Language School, Lu Shu’s return was a great uncertainty. Almost all Daoyuan Class students were guessing where Lu Shu had gone because by right he should have come back together with Cao Qingci.

Usually, they could have clarified it with Lu Shu’s company, who happened to be Cao Qingci this time…

People rarely interacted with Lu Shu as they did not have a strong enough heart. However, when they talked to Cao Qingci, the calmness in her eyes had the power to silence all words at once.

The speculation that Lu Shu had gone to the remains with Li Yixiao was not backed by any evidence. But the more uncertain it seemed, the more curious the students were about the topic.

Strangely, when Lu Shu had returned, no one showed any interest anymore. Things had gone back to usual, no conversation, no questions, no harm…

As a result, other classes were still unaware of Lu Shu’s return even after two lessons. The only thing they knew was that someone from the Daoyuan Class had exploded a commoner student’s basketball before afternoon lessons. Yet, they did not know who had done it.

In most Chinese high schools, the teaching of the entire high school curriculum would have been finished by Grade 11, while the final year was purely for revision.

Suddenly Lu Shu asked Jiang Shuyi, “What’s the acceptance rate of Luo Shen Cultivation College?”

In fact, the cut-off point for the High School Leaving Examination had always been a matter of acceptance rate. It would be lower if they decided to take in more students, and the reverse was true as well. Jiang Shuyi shook his head. “Despite its large campus size, the number of students per batch can be as few as around one thousand. Now, the admission of the seven schools is open to all students from the Heavenly Network and Daoyuan Class. The number of accepted students from Daoyuan Class has decreased a bit since their voluntary withdrawal last time. But, given the increasing concentration of Spirit Qi nowadays, it is getting easier to become a Practitioner. Now, maybe only people of Class Ji [1. Ji is the sixth of China’s ten heavenly stems] and above have the aptitude for cultivation, but in the future perhaps those of Class Geng [2. Geng is the seventh of the heavenly stems] can do it too.”

Class Geng? Lu Shu had only heard of the ten heavenly stems comprising Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng and Xin in sequence. So Class Geng should be even lower than Class Ji.

Perhaps the entry point for suitable cultivation aptitude had lowered due to the rapid growth of Spirit Qi. If that was the case, his aptitude would no longer be the weakest…

Lu Shu was happy…

In general, the acceptance rate was not that low. In Yuzhou for instance, getting into cultivation colleges should be easier than securing a place in a Second Tier university. In fact, Yuzhou’s results for High School Leaving Examinations had always been a disaster. It would have been worth celebrating if one tenth of ordinary high school students were enrolled by First and Second Tier universities. It was not because of their poor grades, but the insanely high cut-off point.

At this moment, their form teacher Shi Qingyan suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom. “Lu Shu, come to my office to settle the relevant procedures regarding your leave.”

Lu Shu did as told. But no sooner had he entered the staffroom than he saw Lu Xiaoyu behind Li Yixiao. Lu Shu was stunned. What was going on?

Li Yixiao and Lu Xiaoyu did not notice Lu Shu at all in the crowded room.

Li Yixiao was sitting down in a casual manner. “I know that this matter is unprecedented, but do we really have to follow prior experience in the education of students? Didn’t that someone say… What did he say?”

At his side, the deputy principal, the level head and a group of teachers were already irritated inside. Who knew what “that someone” had said?!

Lu Xiaoyu added, “Confucius said in education there should not be class distinction. Everyone is equal as an education receiver and everyone has the right to be educated. Students should not be viewed differently for their social backgrounds.”

The deputy principal could not help but urged, “But Confucius definitely didn’t mean that a Grade 8 student can be promoted directly to Grade 12!”

Li Yixiao was unhappy. “Are you Confucius? How do you know that’s what he meant? Call him over and let me talk to him!”

Deputy principal, “???”

Deep down, the deputy principal wanted to reply that he could send Li Yixiao to Confucius for a good chat. But in current times, it would be more likely that he himself would be sent over by Li Yixiao…

“No way.” The deputy principal shook his head again. “I can’t open this back door for you!”

Li Yixiao’s patience was wearing off. “Those who fly first… How do you call that, Xiaoyu?”

“Those who fly first are stupid birds. Those who come later are smarter,” Lu Xiaoyu replied calmly.

“From Liu Pengsheng’s distress, +666…”

“From Wang Dingguo’s distress, +666…”

Where did you get all that distorted logic from, girl? Also, are you really serious, Principal Li? How can you believe her argument?!

Neither side was willing to back down. In the past, the deputy principal’s power had always been eclipsed by Li Yixiao. It took him great effort to improve and stabilize commoner students’ grades in the past half a year. With Li Yixiao constantly in a status of MIA [3. Missing In Action], he felt as if he had gone back to the golden times of being a principal himself.

But trouble returned together with Li Yixiao. How could a Grade 8 student be possibly allowed to jump to Grade 12?

However, though reluctant, he did not dare to anger Li Yixiao either.

Lu Xiaoyu proposed in composure, “You can test my abilities with an exam paper. I will go to Grade 12 if I score 80% or above. I have to attend the High School Leaving Examinations this year.”

The teachers exchanged a startled look. Why are you in such a hurry?

Speaking of which, Lu Xiaoyu’s proposal was ridiculous. How could a Grade 8 student score higher than 80% for a high school paper? She must be kidding!

Indeed, there had been news of 11-year-olds going to university. But hardly anyone would believe it if it happened around themselves.

However, let alone 80%, they would open the door for Lu Xiaoyu if she could even pass the exam! Then, strong publicity would follow saying that they had produced a genius!

The deputy principal asked, “How old are you?”

Lu Xiaoyu was even calmer than most students. “Turning 11.”

Everyone drew another startled breath. Usually Grade 8 students were aged between 13 and 15. Yet it seemed that Lu Xiaoyu had already been a grade skipper once.

“Okay. We will accept you if you achieve 80% of the total score. If you can’t, we will pretend that nothing has happened. Alright?” the deputy principal said. We will know it if you are bragging. By then, even Principal Li would not be able to help you.

“Deal,” Lu Xiaoyu replied with great confidence.