Chapter 668: Of Course It’s for His Own Good (Not)
A new day.
I didn’t rush to confront my “parents.”
Instead, I chose to familiarize myself with the task I had taken before leaving school, which involved supervising the college entrance examination.
This task hadn’t officially started yet, possibly because the number of people required hadn’t been filled, or perhaps it wasn’t time yet.
Additionally, the contract needed for my task hadn’t been signed.
Signing the contract was just a small matter; it could be done back at the academy when the time came, as I had left a teleportation mark there, and the same was true here.
The main reason I remembered this task was to get acquainted with the exam site arrangements. Although there was still more than half a month until the college entrance examination, important matters had already been decided months before.
With my role as a teaching assistant and Bai Sister’s official instructor status, even though the school hadn’t issued notices regarding the exam supervision, it was enough to prompt the school leaders of the selected exam sites to put down their work and personally welcome us.
Most of these individuals were students who had graduated from Extraordinary Academy, so they were well aware of the significance of official instructors and teaching assistants.
However, important positions in the education sector, like this one, weren’t something just any graduate could handle. The competition was fierce and keenly focused on personal abilities, along with the need for certifications and various processes.
Of course, interpersonal relationships and backgrounds were also quite important.
When they heard the guard’s announcement, at first, they thought it was just a joke.
However, whether a joke or not, they decided to confirm it personally; after all, what if it were true?
Unexpectedly, reality was more fantastical than a joke, and they actually received a mentor and a teaching assistant from the academy!
Although such a situation was extremely rare, once they verified our identities, they were utterly stunned.
They had never experienced such a scene; in their past experiences, even teaching assistants rarely appeared, and the arrival of an official mentor made the assistants look insignificant, which made them begin to question if something had happened at the school.
As for whether they were flustered… of course, they were flustered, mainly in the presence of an official mentor.
If only a teaching assistant had come alone, they might have felt afraid and nervous, each wondering if they had done something wrong that might get them caught.
Or perhaps someone was secretly doing something strictly prohibited outside, like selling Extraordinary Materials, and more.
But now, with a formal mentor coming directly, they instead breathed a sigh of relief, as there was no need for a formal mentor to personally come to catch them.
When they learned that this teaching assistant had come to inspect the arrangements for the college entrance exam, although they were quite puzzled, since the purpose was made clear, they naturally had to adopt a corresponding attitude, and the principal immediately came to explain the arrangements and processes during the exam.
As for whether they believed that both were really here to learn about the processes… they, in any case, didn’t believe it.
Even if they presented an appearance of being utterly clueless.
After I finished understanding the process, I was also warmly invited by them to witness the students’ learning environment. It was evident that everyone was making tremendous efforts in the face of such a significant life event as the college entrance examination.
After visiting this exam site, I also suggested going to a few other schools for a visit.
After all, this was a designated exam site where many students would gather, and my first stop was the nearest school to here.
My suggestion was naturally not contradicted; they even arranged a special vehicle and accompanying staff primarily to help me with some trivial communications with other schools.
The school I suggested was where Yang Yunhan was, and it was also the school I had attended in the past.
However, my impression of this school wasn’t very good. How should I put it?
Including my desk mate Yao Beijuan, this school had not left me with a happy impression so far. This included the teachers who had taught me and my homeroom teacher. I still remember a heavyweight homeroom teacher who was assigned in my last year; she shared the same surname as the grade director, and her relationship did not need to be explained. She taught the general language subject and had a penchant for targeting individuals.
As for now… if the opportunity arises, I wouldn’t mind causing them some trouble. Although this might have no meaning for me now, not everything in life needs to be meaningful to do.
With the help of this group of people, I smoothly entered the school.
Under the guidance of the principal and others, I began my inspection.
Every time I passed a classroom, as soon as a student turned to look out the window after I walked by, the teacher would start scolding.
This feeling… was quite nuanced.
There was a time when I was taught that leaders were inspecting outside the window, so one must not look away, focusing on listening to the lecture.
Now, all the students and teachers had begun to put on a show for me.
“From this level onward, is it the grade for upcoming college entrance examination candidates?” Upon reaching a new floor, I inquired.
“Yes, indeed. From this level onward, it’s the grade for college entrance examination candidates, and the exam is approaching…” The principal eagerly explained upon hearing my question.
“Quite diligent! How do you arrange the class schedule for these students?” I continued to ask.
I’m quite clear about students at this stage; they need to be in class by 6:30 AM for morning meditation.
Morning meditation is basically morning meditation training, akin to morning reading schedules. After all, meditation classes are also one of the official courses, alternating with morning reading in general language.
The arrangements they described corresponded with my experience, the only difference being the eloquence of their expressions.
“There are evening self-study sessions as well; school should end quite late, right? Is everyone living on campus currently?” I arrived at the door of Class 4 and paused to inquire.
“Living arrangements are mainly voluntary, but the school recommends collective accommodation. After all, this is a crucial period in life, and we try to ensure that every class teacher communicates with each parent to strive for everyone to live on campus; we don’t want to exhaust the students too much.”
“Oh, so there are still day students? For day students, with further distances from school, they must wake up around five, right? With evening self-study sessions ending so late, won’t sleep time be minimal? Doesn’t that affect their scores?”
“This… of course, it affects their scores, which is why I strongly advise against such practices and kindly persuade them. Currently, there aren’t many day students in the school.”
“How many is ‘not many’? Single digits? Taking this class as an example, how many day students are there?” I looked towards Class 4 and, in the front, spotted a familiar figure. “This course is meditation class, right?”
“Yes, this class is indeed having meditation class… As for this class’s day student… day student…” The director who had started speaking was prompted by someone next to him and mentioned a number, “Just one; Class 4 is considered a special class, and several of our classes have already arranged for full accommodation.”
“Special class? Would it be convenient to explain what makes it special? What special circumstances does that day student have?” I persisted in asking.
“This…” The principal was momentarily at a loss for words and looked towards the grade director, who would be most informed about these students’ arrangements.
“Well… I’m the grade director. I do have some impression of the day student in Class 4. She is indeed a special case; that day student called Yang Yunhan was originally a little genius who had reportedly skipped grades. However, she seems to have been losing steam lately, and her grades are only average…”
“Skipped grades? Please elaborate.”
“Yes, we have communicated with this student’s parents, but they’re incredibly obstinate, saying that having so many people in the dormitory affects the child’s rest at night, and claiming that the school cafeteria’s breakfast lacks nutrition…”
“But such parents are simply holding the child back. Not to mention that bizarre excuse, even skipping grades is something they flaunt as an achievement. Learning should be conducted step by step; many aspects of knowledge can’t be rushed. If she were to follow the normal age progression, she would still have years before facing the college entrance examination. Perhaps if she progressed gradually, with her ability, her grades wouldn’t be hovering in the average range…”
After gathering a rough understanding, I conducted a simple inspection.
After all, my purpose in coming here was to look into Yang Yunhan’s situation, and as expected… through the Earth Vein Identification Technique, I found that she was also not the biological child of that couple.
Haha… isn’t that quite ridiculous? Three children, none of whom are theirs.
However, I also obtained a piece of news from this school: someone from the Holy Light Church had actively reached out to their school.
The reason was also Yang Yunhan; it seemed they had ideas about admitting her to Holy Angel Academy early. However, after learning about her academic performance, they retracted their initial promise, stating they would observe further.
Moreover, since this school was in the region operated by Witch Academy, the matter from the Holy Light Church eventually just fizzled out.
In the end, after trying a bit of lunch here, I left this place.
But I must say, the food at this school was just as bad as I remembered, both expensive and unappetizing.
After finishing my inspection of this school, I roughly walked through the next few schools, considering this part of the experience concluded.
“Xiao Han… how do you plan to deal with that… younger brother of yours in the future?” Bai Sister asked after leaving the school.
“Well, I’ll just go with the flow…” I said.
In fact, I had a rather poor impression of this “younger brother,” who had no bl**d relation to me.
But at the root, it was still that family that led him astray.
Of course, that doesn’t mean he is without any responsibility. To be honest, previously in the home, he had never surpassed me in any domain aside from relying on our parents.
Thus, he had always lived in my shadow, with his adoptive parents blissfully unaware, naively thinking I was bullying him.
After all, my soul had lived two lives, with a perfect worldview and values; easily managing a little brat like him was a piece of cake. My lessons for him were naturally not limited to mere bullying.
To be honest, I wasn’t initially so hostile towards him. But once he began to follow his adoptive parents in targeting me, I certainly wouldn’t be polite. Inflicting psychological suffering was light in comparison.
Who could imagine a child under ten pointing at his “brother” and calling him crazy?
Of course, he often relied on his family’s sense of superiority and copied his parents’ tone and attitude to tell me to get lost.
Even now, knowing he isn’t my real younger brother, and that my parents aren’t biologically related either,
Facing such a nominal “younger brother,” he made mistakes, and naturally, I had to “educate” him well.
As for the suggestion to bring him to Witch Academy… I must say, Teacher Lina’s idea was quite absurd.
I don’t know if he could accept living with a different gender, but it doesn’t matter; compared to changing genders… he fears d*ath even more.
A person who has me as a contrasting example growing up, once he loses me as a comparison and outlet for frustrations, he would have lost the qualification to be spoiled by his parents, and he would even become the target of their dissatisfaction. Under the pressure from his parents, such a person would struggle to even muster the courage to commit s*icide.
So, taking him to Witch Academy… theoretically, it’s certainly feasible and without risks.
Furthermore, Witch Academy is indeed not lacking. Based on my personal experience, I can confidently say that the path of a witch offers the most advantageous opportunity to touch the extraordinary.
Of course, I’m not helping her; if she enters Witch Academy, there will be too many challenges and difficulties waiting for her, oh no, waiting for him.
Just having her name expose would stir a storm; soon enough, if relationships are revealed, having me as an “older sister” who wouldn’t shield her would become her greatest misfortune!
And I wouldn’t even need to do anything; I would just need to take him to Witch Academy, and after he publicly identifies himself, his suffering would begin.
The stark contrast and gaps, the odd stares from classmates, and the disapproving words from counselors would be the norm in her subsequent academy life. Every detail in her life would turn into invisible needles driving her to despair.
And her only way out would be to grow stronger, to excel!
Moreover, it can’t be just ordinary excellence!
Everything she accomplishes would be deemed obvious; every stumble she takes would be pointed at.
If she wishes to turn things around… how difficult is that, needless to say.
“Bai Sister… what do you think about me taking this younger brother of mine to Witch Academy?”
“Taking him to Witch Academy?” Bai Sister was taken aback by my proposal. “Is it possible?”
“I don’t know, but… Teacher Lina jokingly said she wouldn’t mind having an average student in the academy.”
“That’s truly… haha…” The thought of this situation made Bai Sister instinctively laugh.
“So, Xiao Han, you really plan to do this? Have you thought about the psychological impact it could have on him?”
“I’ve thought about it… but he has lived in such a dysfunctional family since childhood; only tough love could reshape his distorted values. There are so many senior students and talented individuals in Witch Academy, and they’re humorous; I believe many senior students would be willing to teach him how to be a person.”
“So, you’re still saving him? Returning good for evil?” Bai Sister’s smile remained, as though she found this rather insignificant.
“Yes, a good sister like me is hard to come by~” I said, and ultimately, I laughed along with Bai Sister.
Perhaps I was amused by my own shameless statement.
“Alright, alright… Xiao Han, since you’ve made up your mind, let’s get back to the main topic…”
“The main topic… let’s leave that for tomorrow; it just so happens that tomorrow is a weekend. I remember they even hired a stern tutor for that younger brother of mine.” I recalled the information from the Earth Vein Identification Technique.
“It’s time to lay everything on the table; thinking back, this was just a small matter, yet it held me up for so long.” I said while playing with the fate coin.
I wonder where this choice of fate will ultimately be used… or perhaps I might not get to use it at all?
“So… Xiao Han, tomorrow, what image do you plan to present to them? In the past as a boy…”
“No, I think this is good enough, being all secretive… how can that be considered laying everything on the table?”
