ACultivator'sCampusLife

Chapter 103 We Are the Communists-to-be

This was the first night after the college entrance examination, and it was a sleepless night for many people.

Except some students who did not care about their studies and some irresponsible parents, all the examinees estimated their scores under their parents' ardent anticipation.

Under the leadership of the Shuangta Education Bureau, all the city's school leaders and elite teachers worked together and made a list of the estimated minimum passing scores for several enrolment batches this year.

Because this year's mathematics exam was a rare difficulty in recent years, everyone unanimously agreed that this year's minimum passing scores would be much lower than the previous year's.

The Education Bureau announced that the first batch minimum passing score for students of science was 480 points, the second batch 430 points; the first batch minimum passing score for students of arts was 500 points, and the second batch 450 points.

Many parents, based on the scores, visited all relatives and friends they could think of who were related in the educational field or had children enrolled in college in the past couple of years, in search of information of the schools their children could possibly apply for. They tried their best to find the best college.

Shuangta TV station also continuously broadcasted information about some of the popular universities and majors in recent years, as well as some experts and scholars' analysis of the popular majors and the employment rate after graduation. They were offering anything that was closely related to the college entrance examination.

Many communities' lights were lit the whole night.

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Inside a cell in Shuangta Tanan Detention Center.

Da Biao and his lackeys were leaning against the wall in line.

Goateed Brother Yang and the other people who had been fighting the most fiercely, were driven closest to the latrine by Lu Yao. Some stood back-to-back and some face-to-face. They were tightly squeezed in a small space that was less than a square meter. They were afraid that they would accidentally step out and then Lu Yao would beat them up.

Lu Yao's methods and strength were deterrents to them, and they didn't dare to rebel.

Some of the others who were at the back of the attackers' group and held back their strength, could lie on the board to sleep. However, none of them dared to truly fall asleep. They just squinted their eyes and pretended to be asleep.

It was true that they were afraid of Lu Yao, but they were also afraid of Da Biao.

They did not know how long a ruthless person like Lu Yao would stay in this prison, but they all knew that Da Biao would definitely stay here for a period of time.

If they really fell asleep for the sake of this temporary enjoyment, then after Lu Yao left, they had no way to stay in this cell peacefully.

Gods had divine means while ghosts had evil methods. These people who lived in the dark all year round also had their own way of existence.

Lu Yao leaned against the wall and did not fall asleep. Tonight, he did not practice martial arts, which was rare for him.

This was not because he was afraid that these people would secretly learn his skills, but because he was thinking about his future path.

People often said that poverty was the biggest obstacle to one's imagination. In the past, when he had no strength, Lu Yao could not imagine that he would have such a rich and colorful life now.

Li Jiang guided him on the path of cultivation, letting him understand what cultivation was and how to cultivate. Li Jiang also let him know that there was actually infinite potential in a person's body. Flying to the sky, going deep into the earth, moving mountains, and filling up the sea were not an illusion.

Yang Linchi and Lu Yiqian, two simple and honest people, taught him how to live in awe, how to love, how to enjoy love, how to be grateful, and how to give.

Fang Jinghua, the richest man of Shuangta City, although he had just intended to cooperate with Lu Yao, he also taught Lu Yao how to deal with others like a businessman and how to grasp the business opportunity, just like the bet he had placed on Lu Yao.

However, after thinking about it tonight, Lu Yao felt that these things in front of him were far from enough. He who gave no thought to the future was sure to be beset by worries at hand. Lu Yao wanted to think further.

In the end, Lu Yiqian and Yang Linchi still had to face all kinds of unhappiness and helplessness in life. And Lu Yao could not always talk to Fang Jinghua about every detail of his business, either.

These things had distracted too much of Lu Yao's attention, causing his current cultivation's speed to be far slower than it was when he first started cultivating Tuiyun Hand and Poti Fist.

One person may find it hard to collect enough firewood, but many people together could start a high flame easily. One person could not lift a heavy stone, but many people together could move a mountain. One thread was easy to break, but ten thousand threads together could pull a boat. One person could not step down grass, but many people together could create a path.

He learned from the experiences of his predecessors that the strength of one person was limited after all and it was impossible for him to deal with everything alone.

In the past, he always thought that his strength must be a secret, otherwise, it would lead to disaster and calamity.

But now he thought it through. The more he wanted to keep a low profile, the more he would always be looked down upon by those who thought too highly of themselves or treated themselves too seriously. The more he wanted to avoid them, the more he could not avoid them.

He had wanted to keep a low profile and study on his own so that the entire world would not notice him.

However, the more low-key he was, the more troublesome things came to him. The more things he had to deal with, the more energy he had to spare dealing with these things. It would waste more of his time and then he would have no time for cultivation.

Without the time for cultivation, his efficiency in dealing with troublesome matters would be lower...

It sounded very complicated and also very laughable, but it was the truest.

Back then, when Lu Yao was not that familiar with Li Jiang, the reason why he chose to believe Li Jiang and embarked on the unknown path to cultivate immortality was more than just to survive.

Lu Yao had experienced many hardships and setbacks. To him, death was no longer something to be afraid of. But he knew he had to live. He knew that humans were mortal, and the significance of people's death varied.

If he died, what would happen to Lu Yiqian and those who cared about him?

So he chose to live on, for the sake of his Godfather, and for the sake of those who cared about him.

In this way, Lu Yao thought it through. From now on, he would no longer stay low-key. He should start changing his mind.

He remembered words from a movie he had seen. It was what a senior character told his lackeys.

"Keeping a low profile is understandable, but when you make money, you must not keep a low profile. Instead, you must keep a high profile. The more you keep a high profile, the better. Otherwise, after a long time, you will forget why you need to make money and how to make money."

For the same reason, Lu Yao felt that he should keep a low profile in life but keep a high profile in cultivation. The higher the better. This would make many people with evil intentions stay away from him. Even the people he cared about would be respected and valued by others.

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Although Lu Yao hadn't slept the entire night, his spirit was exceptionally good.

At the first glimmer of dawn, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming towards the cell he was in.

Lu Yao knew that this person must be Tang Cai, who was here to see how badly Lu Yao had been taught a lesson so that he could take credit in front of his master and ask for a reward.

"You guys sing We Are the Communists-to-be together. If I don't let you stop, don't stop. Keep singing!" After last night, Lu Yao decided not to keep a low profile anymore. Instead, he wanted to let others know that he was not to be trifled with. Thus, when he heard Tang Cai's footsteps, he ordered everyone in the cell to sing this classic Shina song.

"We are the communists-to-be, inheriting the glorious tradition of the revolutionary ancestors, loving the motherland, loving the people..."

After Tang Cai entered the prison cell, everything was quiet. He began to fantasize about Lu Yao's miserable appearance in his heart. But before he got happy enough, he heard a "melodious" song.

His good mood was completely ruined by this "melodious" song.

When he confirmed that the voice was coming from the cell where Lu Yao was imprisoned yesterday, he was even more furious.

He quickly walked to the entrance of the cell, raised the police baton in his hand, and knocked on the iron door.

"Da Biao, what the hell are you doing? Why are you shouting so early in the morning?" Tang Cai shouted loudly.

Da Biao hid in the crowd and wanted to give Tang Cai a hint, but when he saw the look in Lu Yao's eyes, he was so scared that this idea was killed in the cradle. He raised his voice and sang even louder.

Tang Cai was even angrier when he saw Da Biao ignoring him.

The sound of twenty people was very loud, and with their respect for Lu Yao, their voices were louder.

"Da Biao, are you f*cking looking for death? What are you doing so early in the morning? What did you do with the task of teaching the newcomer a lesson last night?" Tang Cai shouted at the top of his lungs.

But at this moment, an extremely ridiculous thing happened, and this matter became a key case that was repeatedly mentioned in the Tanan Detention Center later.

Tang Cai shouted hysterically because he wanted to attract Da Biao's attention, but unexpectedly, at this time, the chorus stopped, and only his voice echoed in the entire house.

When Tang Cai realized what was happening, it was too late. Not only did he attract Da Biao's attention, but he also successfully attracted the attention of hundreds of prisoners in the entire detention center.

After Lu Yao found out about Tang Cai's situation last night, he also understood that it was useless to act like this. A person like Tang Cai did not care at all. Moreover, Tang Cai would definitely leave together with Lu Yao when he left the detention center.

Because if what Da Biao said was true, his identity would absolutely not allow him to stay in such an environment for too long. His appearance here was all because of Lu Yao.

Lu Yao did this only because he wanted to add some weight to his success in getting out of the Tanan Detention Center. It did not sound an honor for a jailor to order the prisoners to bully a newcomer.

"Warden Tang, are you asking about me?" Lu Yao suddenly appeared in front of Tang Cai, which scared him.

"You..."