Chapter 20 Fire and water are incompatible
Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment, it's just a small effort." Shangguan Siye looked at her, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes: "Jiang Zhiyu, I really admire you more and more. Your intelligence and wisdom make me feel inferior." Jiang Zhiyu blushed and felt a little embarrassed: "Master Siye, please don't say that. I'm just doing my best." Deng Ziqiu, who was standing aside, was filled with emotion. He was a disciple of the Xuan class. He sneaked into the Huang class to listen to the lecture just to experience the infinite charm of Jiang Zhiyu. From the time when he met her by chance at Mo Yunting until now, this Jiang Junior Sister gave him a very sacred and wonderful impression, just like a magician, omnipotent! The disciples of the Huang class can study with her, which is simply a treasure! But after he stayed in the Huang class for a while, he was surprised to find that the other nine classmates in the Huang class were all hidden. The talents and brains they possessed can be said to be top-notch in the entire Imperial College! Incredible!
After the competition with Xiang Tiange from Xuanzi Class 3, Deng Ziqiu returned to Xuanzi Class 4 with his head held high. His classmates gathered around him and congratulated him.
Deng Ziqiu responded with a smile, but he was not too happy in his heart. This competition was just a contest among many students in the Imperial College. The real challenge was still to come.
He needs to work harder to live up to the expectations of his classmates.
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In dormitory No. 69, it was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.
Jiang Shuyuan and Wu Xi were speechless, each with mixed emotions in their hearts. Yang Jiamin's departure and Zhang Xinyue's departure made this originally not very harmonious dormitory even more deserted.
Wu Xi broke the silence, shook his head and sighed: "Shuyuan, what do you think Xinyue is thinking? Jiang Zhiyu's notes are the treasure of our Imperial College, the treasure that so many people dream of. How could she have the heart to take them?"
Jiang Shuyuan sneered: "Do you think she is stupid? Of course she knows how valuable the notebook is, but you also heard that she has the support of the Minister of War behind her. The road ahead is paved with a bright future. Why would she care about these things? It's just a small matter. Even if she is kicked out of the Imperial College, it's not a big deal for her."
Wu Xi was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "But Shuyuan, tell me, if we expose this matter and let everyone know who is behind Jiang Zhiyu, will Xinyue receive the punishment she deserves?"
Jiang Shuyuan's eyes flickered and she bit her lip slightly: "Do you think I haven't thought about it? It's just that we can't be sure whether Xinyue has really colluded with Li Dormitory Manager. If we make random accusations without any evidence, we ourselves may be implicated."
"Besides," Jiang Shuyuan continued, "even if Xinyue really colluded with Li Dormitory Manager, we may not be able to produce solid evidence. Don't you see? In this Imperial College, everyone is fighting for their own future. Who has the time to meddle in other people's affairs? Even we have to think about our own future."
Wu Xi said sadly: "What about our friendship?"
Jiang Shuyuan sneered: "Friendship? What is friendship in the face of power and interests? She just wanted to improve her status by stealing Jiang Zhiyu's notes."
Wu Xi was silent. She knew Jiang Shuyuan was right. In this Imperial College where success or failure was the key to success, who had the time to pay attention to other people's mistakes?
Wu Xi sighed: "I hope she can realize her mistakes and correct them. After all, we used to be friends."
Jiang Shuyuan glared at her and said, "You are so kind. She won't appreciate it. You should cherish our friendship."
At this time, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Yang Jiamin walked in. She looked at Jiang Shuyuan and Wu Xi, a little surprised: "You are still here? Has Xinyue been kicked out of the Imperial College?"
Jiang Shuyuan nodded: "That's right. She brought this upon herself, so she can't blame anyone else."
Yang Jiamin sighed: "Oh, what a pity. She was originally a very good student."
Wu Xi said: "We all feel very sorry for what happened to her. But it has already happened, and we can only accept it."
Yang Jiamin walked to the bedside and picked up her book: "I know you feel bad, but we still have to continue our lives. We can't let her affairs affect us."
In addition to attending classes in the classroom, students at the Imperial College would choose to stay in their dormitories to study hard. They would either lie on the bed and read, or do their homework while going to the toilet. Some would also walk around with books in their hands, reading aloud and reciting.
That day, Wu Xi from dormitory No. 69 went outside to the boulevard with his books to recite. Unexpectedly, he ran into Liu Mengmeng from class Huang.
Liu Mengmeng and Wu Xi met on the boulevard, and both glanced at each other coldly, as if the air around each other was filled with an intolerable atmosphere.
In the Imperial College, the Huang class and the Xuan class are incompatible. The dispute between the two is like two rivers that never intersect. The confrontation between Jiang Zhiyu, Liu Mengmeng and others on the one hand and Jiang Shuyuan, Wu Xi and others on the other hand is well known to everyone.
Wu Xi glanced coldly at the "Zizhi Tongjian" in Liu Mengmeng's hand, and a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said sarcastically: "Students in Class Huang are also learning "Zizhi Tongjian". Do they think that their shallow knowledge is not enough and need to be supplemented?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Mengmeng's face darkened, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. She snorted coldly and responded without showing any weakness: "So what if you are a student in the Xuan class? Are you the only ones allowed to read Zizhi Tongjian? My students in the Huang class are also qualified to study."
The two of them were talking fiercely, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Just as they were about to continue arguing, a burst of laughter suddenly came from not far away, attracting their attention. It turned out that Jiang Zhiyu, Xiao Wen and Qi Zimo from Class Huang came over.
"Liu Mengmeng, you don't have to argue with Wu Xi. The students in the Xuan class are just so-so. There is no need to lower your status." Jiang Zhiyu patted Liu Mengmeng's shoulder gently and said in a firm tone.
"That's right, Liu Mengmeng, ignore them. The students in our Class Huang are not so easy to bully." Xiao Wen also echoed.
After listening to what Jiang Zhiyu and Xiao Wen said, Liu Mengmeng felt a little warm in her heart. She knew that she was not alone, at least she had her classmates in Class Huang by her side.
She smiled and said to Jiang Zhiyu and Xiao Wen, "Thank you, I know what to do."
Just then, Jiang Shuyuan, Wu Xi and Yang Jiamin from Xuan class came over.
Jiang Shuyuan looked at Liu Mengmeng coldly and said, "Liu Mengmeng, do you think you can be arrogant just because you have the support of your classmates in Class Huang? Don't forget, this is the Imperial College, we are all students of the emperor, you should put yourself in the right place."