Chapter 88

Song Yi delivered an impassioned speech. “This world belongs to adults, but it also belongs to us kids. We have to resist!”

Being led around by adults like this, left in such a passive position, did not suit Song Yi’s style.

Lin Ze and Li Wenwen clapped loudly, then asked, “Little Yi, can I go report you? Then I’ll be liberated. Heh heh.”

Clearly, in the two of their eyes, Song Yi’s idea was far too unrealistic and doomed to fail. Since she was doomed anyway, she might as well hand the head over to one of her own.

If Song Yi tried just a little harder, her brothers could live the good life.

Lin Ze and Li Wenwen exchanged a look, competitive sparks flying in their eyes, as if they were saying, The head is mine!

Song Yi, who had already been treated as a trophy before she was even done for, began a deep self-reflection. Why did I get to know kids like this? Why did I treat these two kids as friends?

Damn it. With her vigilance, shouldn’t she have kicked them off her friend list at the first possible moment?

She had chosen her friends poorly!

Wenwen poked Song Yi’s puffed-up cheek. “Little Yi, it’s not that we’re trying to rain on your parade. It’s just that this kind of thing is impossible.”

This was not the Old Era, when people could casually change their names and surnames.

The household registration system centered on the Heavenly Fate Stele collected information on all living beings within the Human Realm. Even Tie Yuan had an identity token. Was it possible for some “big shot” with no information whatsoever to suddenly pop up?

The greatest possibility was that this person did not exist at all.

Right now, everyone had not paid attention to the identity information of the “mysterious big shot” because many people believed that it was not a person, but a remnant soul. It was even more likely to be merely an abnormal phenomenon formed by the folding of a pocket realm and Cloud City’s realm gate, and that the other party might not even be in the Human Realm at all.

But if some “person” wanted to enter the Ministry of Education, then the information verification required would be extensive.

Leaving aside the issue of identity, Li Wenwen got Song Yi a set of exam questions. “Come on, try and see whether you can pass the exam to get in.”

After Song Yi looked at the many questions on educational knowledge and principles inside, her eyes turned into mosquito coils again. She slapped the table in rage. “Why does everything have to involve studying and exams?”

Could the routine not be a little simpler? Whoever was stronger got in?

She had the confidence to shave everyone else down.

Lin Ze said, “Probably to stop certain unreliable people from sneaking in and muddling through... I don’t mean you!”

His survival instincts were still very strong.

Song Yi swept the jade slip aside and let out an evil kuku laugh. “Your thinking is still too narrow. I’ve thought of another route: special admission.”

Their math teacher, as well as Old Yang, had both been specially recruited into the school.

The math teacher had no cultivation, while the basic cultivation requirement for elementary school teachers was Foundation Establishment. And Old Yang, with the way he refused to do anything, did not look like a reliable teacher fit to serve as a model for others either.

“Strength is still the key.”

They were all relatively strong in certain areas.

However, the two of them splashed another bucket of cold water on her. “Little Yi, this isn’t a matter of strength. It’s a matter of contribution. Strength and contribution aren’t the same thing. The math teacher made contributions to the study of protective restrictions. As for Old Yang, there’s no need to explain that. His military achievements are numerous.”

These were two concepts Song Yi always confused.

But it was not as if she could not understand.

To give the simplest example: being able to come up with something like the lucky mystery box could only count as strength. But being able to improve the assembly line was a contribution.

Being able to fleece the Heavenly Dao all by herself was strength. But if she could popularize this method and allow large amounts of Heavenly Tribulation energy to be used as a conventional energy source, that would be contribution.

How to increase one’s strength was simple: study hard and cultivate hard.

How to make contributions, however, had no fixed answer.

Song Yi scratched her cheek in distress.

Although she, Li Wenwen, and the others seemed to have made quite a few “contributions” together, they themselves knew perfectly well that they had never been aiming to make contributions in the first place.

Sometimes it was for good food and fun. Sometimes it was to make money... In any case, it was all for themselves.

As for a spirit of dedication, what even was that?

Suddenly asking Song Yi to do good deeds? Song Yi did not know how. She turned to look at the two of them. “Do you guys know?”

Li Wenwen and Lin Ze spread their hands and said with great self-awareness, “If we were that kind of person, would we be hanging out with you?”

Before Song Yi “showed her talent,” the two of them had been the top problem students.

Song Yi: ...

Forget it. She would not pursue the issue of their “cognitive error” for now. It seemed to make a tiny bit of sense too. “I know who to ask.”

Then they would go find Lu Shan, who would not hang out with them.

Little Lu Shan had messed around with them for a period before the New Year. When she looked back at her vacation plan, her guilt shot upward. She could not keep degenerating like this! She had to stay alert!

So she studied hard for a while before the start of school.

As a result, the moment school started, she was surrounded by Song Yi and the others. Facing the aggressive group, Lu Shan was not particularly afraid. “What are you doing? Don’t tell me you didn’t do your homework? I won’t be lenient, you know.”

At the mention of this, Song Yi and the others’ tears started streaming down. “We did!”

They had been watched every day while doing homework. How could they not finish? They could not slack off even if they wanted to. This was exactly why Song Yi had made up her mind to resist!

“We have decided to thoroughly mend our ways and become people who can make contributions. Do you know what we should do?”

Faced with those burning gazes, Lu Shan was a little dazed. She often could not keep up with these people’s rhythm, but she was also a little touched. A scholar separated for three days should be looked at with new eyes; they had changed so much!

She said, “My mom says that for kids at our stage, studying hard is the greatest contribution.”

Song Yi said without the slightest hesitation, “Change it.”

Lu Shan: ...

She took out the new Moral Education textbook for the new semester. “How about you follow what’s written in here?”

Song Yi was already familiar with the contents. It was nothing more than loving one’s classmates, being honest and trustworthy, enthusiastically helping others, and things like that.

That was enough for children, but for Song Yi and the others, who wanted to create a fake person and obtain a special contribution to enter the Ministry of Education, it was far from enough.

Song Yi rejected it again. “We want to do a bigger good deed.”

Unexpectedly, Lu Shan said with a solemn face, “Do not fail to do good just because it is small. When you do good deeds, no matter how small the good deed is, you will gain a sense of satisfaction and achievement. Try it if you don’t believe me.”

She felt that this was the best opportunity to transform them into good classmates. Being able to bring them such a positive influence was also a meritorious deed for her.

An academic committee member was supposed to help other classmates.

Song Yi and the others were not very interested.

Lu Shan gritted her teeth and steeled her heart. “How about this? Next time you have something going on, I can help you cover for the teachers. For example, not having to hand in homework or something like that. But this time, you’ll try starting with small things.”

She had sacrificed far too much to lead them onto the right path.

Their eyes lit up. There was such a good thing?

“Then no problem!” This time, they agreed with exceptional speed.

But a new problem arose: in such a short while, they could not find anyone who needed help.

Song Yi cleverly made arrangements. “Lin Ze, go bully a classmate, then Wenwen and I will speak up for justice. What do you think?”

If there was no problem, they would create a problem.

Lin Ze objected. “Why am I the one playing the bad guy?”

Lu Shan was already emitting dark energy.

Song Yi changed her tune. “Then let Old Wang do it? A senior bullying the lower grades is even more unacceptable.”

Lu Shan turned and walked away. She really had believed their nonsense!

How could they possibly let a sheep that had already reached their mouths run away?

Everyone hurriedly stopped Lu Shan. “Ahem, Little Yi was joking just now. We absolutely must not do that kind of thing! We sincerely want to relieve our classmates’ worries and solve their difficulties.”

Could they not be sincere when doing one small thing could be exchanged for Lu Shan covering for them?

In order to let Student Little Deer see their efforts, the group decided to take the initiative.

Song Yi set her sights on the student seated in front of her. The group moved to surround him, each of them putting a hand on one of his shoulders, while the person at the very front asked, “Have you had any worries lately? Anything we can help you with?”

Lu Shan, off to the side, was already covering her face. They did not look like they were going to help. They looked more like they were going to pick a fight.

The “wolf light” in their eyes made the little classmate a little scared. “N-no...”

How ferocious this fellow was was probably something no one in the entire class, or even the entire school, did not know by now, right?

After thinking it over, he silently offered up the snacks in his hand.

Although they did not seem to have ever actively bullied classmates, he should be a bit more tactful on his own. The New Year had just ended, and his classmates’ pocket money was currently at a peak. If Song Yi and the others wanted to make some side money, that would be bad.

These snacks smelled pretty fragrant, huh.

They all wanted to grab a bit and try some, but after sensing Lu Shan’s unfriendly gaze, they snapped alert. They could not lose something big over something small.

Song Yi righteously pushed the snacks to the side. “Not taking even a single needle or thread from classmates is our tradition. But think a little more carefully. Is there really nothing you need help with?”

They actually knew that they were acting a little fierce, but they were doing it on purpose.

If they were too polite, the classmate would directly refuse their “help,” and then they would have to go find the next target. How long would it take before they could trade for Lu Shan’s reward?

But if they were a bit fiercer, a tactful classmate ought to know: even if he had no need, he should create a need and casually find something to send them away with. That way, everyone would be happy.

The student in front thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, “I didn’t finish my vacation homework. How about you help me copy it?”

Song Yi, who had been forced to do her homework seriously, jumped up. “Hah? Even I did my homework properly, and you dare not do yours?”

Was that reasonable?

But very quickly, Song Yi remembered that she was supposed to be “helpful,” so she could only squeeze out a smile with effort. “Fine, fine. We’ll help you.”

Lu Shan, who had been watching them the whole time, could not bear it anymore. She pulled Song Yi and the others aside. “You’re not helping! This kind of indulgence isn’t doing a good deed! Just like teachers won’t indulge you just because you don’t want to do homework.”

“Is that so?” Song Yi and the others smiled happily. “Then does that mean forcing him... Oh no, supervising him while he studies counts as doing a good deed?”

Helping someone copy homework had never been their true intention. The smiles they wore now were the real ones.

Lu Shan kept feeling that something was not quite right, but for the moment, she could not find the logical flaw. She could only nod hesitantly.

Meanwhile, Song Yi’s group had already pounced on the poor student in front like wolves and tigers. Looking ferocious, they said, “You dare not do your vacation homework? You even want to copy homework? Hurry up and write!”

After suffering persecution themselves, persecuting someone else felt amazing.

Then they turned to look for Lu Shan again, pointed at the student in front who had begun biting his pen and doing his homework, and asked, “How is it? Does this count as us doing a good deed? We pulled a classmate who almost strayed onto the wrong path back.”

Their eyes sparkled as they looked at Lu Shan, waiting for her to fulfill her promise.

Lu Shan looked at the classmate whose eyes were brimming with a packet of tears and truly could not bear it. Between what these guys were doing and the words “good deed,” the only overlap was “deed.”

But what she had said just now had come from her own mouth: indulging a classmate was not helping him; supervising him while he studied was.

The original condition had also been agreed to by her.

So, in order to put an end to this farce, Lu Shan had no choice but to say, “Fine, fine. When you need it, I’ll help.”

But Song Yi held her hand and said, “Thank you, Lu Shan. You were right. Do not fail to do good just because it is small. Now I have felt the sense of achievement and satisfaction that comes from helping others.”

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Lu Shan’s heart. She saw Song Yi wave a hand and say, “We’re going to help even more people.”

She was going to spread the atmosphere of supervising studying throughout the whole class.

Before liberating children, Song Yi first stepped onto the road of no return in persecuting children.

Song Yi planted her hands on her hips and stood on the platform. “I heard that a lot of people haven’t handed in their vacation homework and are even planning to copy homework. Let me see exactly who.”

Song Yi was only the disciplinary committee member. She usually did not care about homework matters. After all, she copied homework herself, so how would she have the nerve to stop others from copying?

But now that she had started caring, the results were excellent.

Those who were copying homework hurriedly returned other people’s homework. Those who had not planned to hand in homework hurriedly started writing.

The classmates who wanted to sneak in little movements felt their backs go cold. When they turned around, they saw Lin Ze and Li Wenwen standing behind them, even scarier than the homeroom teacher.

“Lu Shan, I’m going to hand in my homework. Wait for me.”

“I wrote it myself. I’ll be done right away.”

Lu Shan looked at the vacation homework gradually being collected: ...

She had originally already prepared herself to urge them three or four times.

Looking at the listless classmates, Lu Shan’s conscience hurt a little, but she also felt a strange kind of happiness. If only collecting homework could be this smooth every time.

Whether Song Yi and the others had helped their classmates was hard to say, but from this angle, they really had helped her.

So, she had not lost out?

Lu Shan’s original intention had been to help them and prevent them from straying onto the wrong path. But now, she kept feeling as if she was the one who had strayed onto the wrong path, and it seemed that even her merit had been folded in.

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