Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 121: What is called a Divine Song

Li Zheng suddenly turned his head and met the fervent gaze of the drill leader.

Rival!

Is it really you?

The drill leader couldn’t withstand Li Zheng’s glare, and turned his head away, unable to meet his eyes.

Li Zheng quickly stepped forward, "Lei Tong?"

"Oh?" the drill leader exclaimed, "You know me..."

"With exercise so well done, how could I not recognize you." Li Zheng said with a smile.

Lei Tong’s face turned red instantly, and scratching the back of his head, he chuckled foolishly, "You too, you’re good at the exercises, I’ve noticed you a long time ago."

"And thanks for teaching me the standard moves." Li Zheng said, patting Lei Tong on the shoulder, "We’re all buddies here, always open for a chat about academic stuff."

"Studies... we’re quite different, aren’t we?" Lei Tong swallowed, "I am... the slower kind."

"Don’t rush to label yourself. Follow me, step by step, let’s elevate your level first." As Li Zheng spoke, he raised his finger, "Let’s set a small goal first, score 130 in math."

"Bro... I’ve never even scored 100..."

"Why the hurry? Listen to me, start with a set of ’...’"

Li Zheng was about to recommend a textbook, when Sun Xiubin came charging over.

"Li Zheng! Can’t you say a few ceremonious words? Can’t you?"

"I did," Li Zheng spread his arms, "Hard work pays off."

"...Is that two lines?" Sun Xiubin retorted harshly.

"There’s also ’thank you’." Li Zheng frowned, "Just these two lines, and you didn’t even catch them?"

"I... you..." Sun Xiubin’s brain seemed a bit scrambled, he then glared at the failed interviewee Zhifei, looking to squeeze someone weak.

But just as Sun Xiubin was about to speak, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Seeing Zhifei trembling, clutching the microphone, with a quivering nose, moist eyes, and a slight sob.

He was about to be bullied into tears by Li Zheng.

"Alright, alright." Xiao Dong came over with a goofy smile, "It’s not about quantity, simplicity reaches far, ’hard work pays off,’ if the students can remember that, it’s enough."

Li Zheng nodded in agreement.

Even though he considered himself very emotionally savvy, he had to admit, Principal Liu was a notch higher.

Even though the conversation was obviously about to collapse, now everything seemed fine, even more enthusiastic than before.

This countermove of taking the lead actually made Li Zheng somewhat embarrassed.

"As for Yu Jing, the school respects her decision." Xiao Dong said with a hearty laugh, patting Li Zheng’s shoulder, "You go and convey this message for me, as always, whatever is needed, just ask, the school fully supports it."

"Thank you, Principal." Li Zheng quickly asked, "About the specific learning meal costs, are there any limits on the amount or time?"

"..." Xiao Dong instantly turned and walked away, turning to Zhifei who was still gathering his emotions, "That Zhifei, about the competition, go up and add a few words, let the other students understand it better."

"I..." Zhifei’s mouth trembled, "I can’t anymore..."

"Alright, don’t worry about Li Zheng, follow your own pace. Everyone says you have a way with teaching, give me a chance to enjoy your public lesson," Xiao Dong said with a goofy smile, "It’s only when you speak that the students can really listen, go ahead."

Zhifei quickly wiped his eyes, nodded earnestly, and then, gathering himself, went on stage to methodically explain the competition process and when to start preparations among other topics.

These mundane things, delivered at Zhifei’s pace and in his style, had a unique flavor.

The students in the audience also listened with great interest.

Especially the juniors, who still had plenty of time, among them some excelled in individual subjects and were already eager to try.

Li Zheng was only among the top few in his grade before winning the award.

If he can win a provincial top spot, so can we!

Isn’t it just about who’s more dedicated?

It must be said, Zhifei’s speech truly qualified as a motivational lecture.

Li Zheng, watching Xiao Tang on the stage speaking so freely, felt a touch of envy.

If she was participating in a succubus challenge, just this once, she would probably have fascinated dozens into immersing themselves in their studies.

Li Zheng was not only envious of her eloquence, he was also angry.

After all, it was I, Li Zheng, who won the award.

But how come the inspirational effect has been stolen by your stinky foot?

In his indignation, the goofy laughter of Xiao Dong came.

"Li Zheng, I’ve kept the entire school waiting here, aren’t you going to hurry up?"

"Hm?"

"To convey the school’s spirit to Yu Jing."

"Okay." Only then did Li Zheng realize, and he swiftly walked toward the teaching building.

Watching Li Zheng leave, Xiao Dong felt quite perplexed.

I, as the principal,

doing this,

is it really appropriate...

...

Having received the principal’s task, Li Zheng didn’t dare to delay and sprinted up the stairs four at a time.

Upon entering, he found Yu Jing leaning against the windowsill, humming a tune while happily kicking her legs as she watched Zhifei’s speech.

Even as Li Zheng approached her from behind, she remained oblivious, still blissfully kicking her legs.

Li Zheng initially planned to sneak up and startle her,

but hiding behind her now, listening to her tender hum, watching her circle and twist her hair around her fingers,

Li Zheng suddenly froze.

It almost smelled like a fragrance, faint, soft, and fluffy.

Li Zheng was a little overwhelmed.

His heartbeat gradually quickened.

There was an inexplicable urge.

No...

Keep it together.

Keep it together.

Quickly use the theme song of Doraemon, silently recite "The Laboratory Preparation of Ethylene" —

Three parts sulfuric acid to one ethanol?

Reaction temperature one hundred and seven?

Prevent bumping by adding porcelain chips?

No ether produced, only ethylene?

Phew...

This, damn, is the Divine Song.

After steadying himself, Li Zheng quietly took a few steps back before saying, "I’ve dealt with Liu Xiaodong."

"Hmm!" Lin Yujing was scared out of her wits, clumsily falling off the windowsill with inertia, landing sprawled on the desk.

From peeping while prone to sprawling on the desk, the transition was seamless.

"Heh." Li Zheng slightly smiled and casually pulled out his phone. "I joined a competition QQ group; it has IPhO experts in it. Interested?"

Lin Yujing, still sprawling on the desk, shook her head, "I don’t have QQ."

"Suit yourself then." Li Zheng muttered under his breath about her not knowing what’s good and went back to his seat to relax by picking up his paintbrush.

Drawing had unwittingly become his standard relaxation activity.

Although his skills were still terrible, this form of self-entertainment was indeed very soothing.

With nothing in particular to draw at the moment, why not sketch Lin Yujing.

Li Zheng then began to outline her form.

The current sidelong prone sleeping posture was quite typical, often seen.

However, Lin Yujing suddenly turned her head with a look of wanting to be fierce, but failing to muster it, gritted her teeth and asked, "The last two questions of problem eight... did you solve them?"

Li Zheng was taken aback.

It took him a long time to realize she was talking about the Chem Competitions prelims paper.

Ha, it was the crystal problem that put him ahead by four points.

Several days had passed already, why was she still thinking about it?

This kid was so engrossed in studying, communicating with her was difficult.

While sketching Lin Yujing’s prone sleeping outline, Li Zheng couldn’t help but smile, "Of course, I solved it. Didn’t I send you the standard answer?"

"Tch..." Lin Yujing turned her head back towards the window. "I didn’t really look at the crystal part..."

Li Zheng laughed again, tilting his head back, mimicking Zhang Xiaoke’s sarcastic tone, "Have you stooped so low as to make excuses for failing, Master Ye?"

Lin Yujing slammed a fist on the desk, turning her head and baring her teeth, "I’ll scratch you!"

Li Zheng laughed and shook his head, saying no more, and continued painting.

"Anyway..." Lin Yujing slowly lowered her hands, her chin resting on the table, staring blankly ahead, "Thanks."

"Don’t mention it, it was just the standard answer." Li Zheng responded fluidly.

"Not that..." Lin Yujing softened a bit then started to become irritated again, her index finger tightly coiling her hair, her voice getting lower, "And about Principal Liu... thanks for that."

"Him? He’s not even worth the standard answer," Li Zheng smacked his lips and commented, "You, you just have too low emotional intelligence, only know how to study, can’t even express yourself normally. Such a simple matter, just speak out and it’s done."

"Cough!" Just as Lin Yujing was about to speak human words, she was bluntly silenced and straightened up as usual, becoming fierce, "You enjoy this only for today. Wait for the physics contest!"

"Don’t move." Li Zheng frowned and said, "Stay put."

"What are you doing?"

"Drawing you."

"!!" Lin Yujing quickly pulled the curtains around herself.

And then sprawled on the desk again.

"Hey, you’re being really boring." Li Zheng put down his brush and sighed.

"I’m never talking to you again!"

"Heh."

"Hmm."

"Why are you back to that again?"

"Hum!"

"How about we compromise; let’s draw each other, how about that?"

"..."

Lin Yujing, this time, was more intense than imagined.

She literally wrapped herself in the curtains for the whole morning.

Others thought she was just upset with the principal, acting moody.

Only Li Zheng knew, women don’t need a reason to be moody; it’s purely about creating drama for the sake of it.

Dealing with it, just four words.

Don’t indulge it.