[Restart Volume] Chapter 251: Attending Class

It is hard to put into words, Mo Xing asked in confusion.
Well, she is a pretty good mentor, Zhang Zhihao nodded, but...
But what? Mo Xing asked.
You will know when the time comes, Zhang Zhihao smiled.
Ah? Great God, stop keeping me in suspense! Mo Xing grew anxious, his curiosity flaring up even more, tell me about it!
It is not appropriate for me to comment too much, after all, she is also my mentor, Zhang Zhihao smiled faintly.
The Great God's mentor? Mo Xing exclaimed in surprise, does that mean you and I will have the chance to attend classes together in the future?
Let us hope so, Zhang Zhihao smiled again.
What is that supposed to mean? Mo Xing scratched his head, completely baffled, can you please give me a definitive answer?
Certainly, Zhang Zhihao took out an envelope and a packaged set of dark formal wear from his storage bracelet, handing them over to Mo Xing.
Th... this is? Mo Xing froze for a moment.
Congratulations on successfully passing the interview and officially becoming a member of the student union, Zhang Zhihao smiled.
Really? Mo Xing took the clothes and tore open the envelope to read the contents.
That is wonderful! Mo Xing finished reading the letter, then there should be a welcome party or something like that, right?
Yes, Zhang Zhihao paused, too bad you will not have the chance to attend.
Ah? Mo Xing was completely lost, why?
Because we have to participate in the Dragon Fang Island relief operation, Zhang Zhihao said calmly.
Ah, what a pity! Mo Xing shook his head.
It is fine, the welcome party can be postponed, Zhang Zhihao said.
That is right! I almost forgot that you are the student union president! You can just issue a notice to postpone the party! Mo Xing realized suddenly.
Whether the welcome party is postponed or not is not up to me, it is decided by the school administration, Zhang Zhihao turned his head, his gaze suddenly turning sharp:
Furthermore, I do not engage in bureaucracy.
Ah... alright, Mo Xing only then realized he had said the wrong thing...
Hey! We are here!
A familiar voice came from not far away. Mo Xing turned around and saw Senior Cai Hong and Senior Mian Hua, each holding two bags of things.
Why are you guys here? Mo Xing asked.
Naturally, to celebrate you becoming a member of the student union! Zhang Zhihao called us all out for a picnic on the outdoor lawn, Senior Mian Hua said with a grin.
This... Mo Xing was astonished, never expecting that the great Zhang Zhihao had arranged for the entire dorm to celebrate for him in advance...
Come, come, let us lay down a mat on the lawn first! Senior Cai Hong casually pulled a blue and white checkered cloth out of the bag.
Great God, thank you for your kindness! Mo Xing clasped his hands together.
You are welcome, Zhang Zhihao smiled indifferently.
A moment later.
The four of them, having arranged the mat and the food, began to chat.
Junior brother Mo Xing, Senior Cai Hong asked, what did Xia Ningxin talk about when she treated you to dinner last night?
This... Mo Xing paused, recalling how he had chatted with Xia Ningxin and the others at the shop last night until nearly nine o'clock just before closing time.

Except for Zhang Zhihao, who had flown out of the window on a flying sword, he, Xia Ningxin, and Orange had all left through the front door. Right at that moment, Senior Cai Hong happened to be wiping down the counter with a rag, and that little Moon Shadow was wagging its tail nearby, both man and cat staring at him with curious eyes.
Only now did Senior Cai Hong have the chance to ask for the details and catch some gossip on the side.
What? Did I hear that right? Xia Ningxin treated you to dinner last night? Senior Mian Hua jumped in first, what kind of ridiculous luck does a kid like you have? The campus belle actually asked you out for dinner alone?
Uh... this...
Mo Xing was suddenly at a loss for words. Xia Ningxin had indeed invited him to dinner, but it was not alone! The great Zhang Zhihao and Orange had been right there with them!
No, our store manager was there too! The three of them ate dinner together! Senior Cai Hong suddenly shot him a hostile look, making Mo Xing feel somewhat overwhelmed, spill it, what shocking secrets did you talk about?
You are something else, kid! Senior Mian Hua shook his head, no wonder I did not see you around last night! So you went off on a date!
Two seniors, you... you misunderstood! Mo Xing hurriedly explained, we were just having a normal conversation!
If you do not believe me, ask the great Zhang Zhihao! Mo Xing hastily pointed at Zhang Zhihao sitting nearby, he... he was there too!
How is that possible? Senior Cai Hong waved his hand, I clearly only saw the three of you walking out through the front door.
But the great Zhang Zhihao did not use the door, he flew out from the balcony, Mo Xing grew anxious now, appealing to Zhang Zhihao, Great God, please help me explain here.
How could that be? Mian Hua chimed in, how could little Zhang fly out from the balcony? If there is a front door, naturally one uses the front door!
I did indeed fly out from the balcony, Zhang Zhihao, who had been quietly drinking tea, finally spoke up.
...Senior Cai Hong froze.
...Senior Mian Hua was stunned as well.
I was present at dinner last night, Zhang Zhihao said calmly, we did not really talk about much, I was just helping Mo Xing expand his social circle.
Oh, so that was it! Senior Cai Hong suddenly enlightened, look at how good your seniors are to you, Mo Xing, even helping you expand your social network!
Exactly, everything has been prepared for you! Senior Mian Hua also chimed in eagerly, you have made two more friends now!
Uh... yes, yes, yes! Mo Xing nodded, thinking to himself that his two seniors could change their attitudes faster than flipping a book!
During this pleasant afternoon, Mo Xing chatted about many topics with his seniors, such as who the legendary figures in the school were, and what bizarre incidents had occurred. Senior Mian Hua even shared the heartbroken history of skipping classes, while Senior Cai Hong joked along from the side. Zhang Zhihao remained rather indifferent, occasionally joining in with a remark or two. Mo Xing felt like a curious child, listening intently to the stories told by his seniors.
Later on, whenever Mo Xing looked back, he realized that being able to enjoy such peaceful and carefree days was truly a blessing, but unfortunately... they could never return...
...
Monday morning.
Light Wing Teaching Building, third floor.
A youth was running wildly down the corridor. He had just finished his morning training and sprinted all the way from the academy plaza. He finally found his classroom and saw that the seats in the back row were already fully occupied. Mentor Xue Dinghai on the podium was checking his wristwatch, and he took advantage of this moment to quietly slip inside.
Isn't that Mo Xing? A classmate in the back row asked.
Yeah, he actually dares to cut it this close to Xue Dinghai's class, another classmate remarked, he must have a death wish.
Speaking of which, someone as outstanding as him should be rushing to take other mentors' theoretical classes, why would he come to Xue Dinghai's hypnosis class? A classmate wondered aloud.
Who knows? Maybe he has some strange hobbies, another classmate shook his head.
Mo Xing wiped the sweat from his brow, sat down in the front row near the door, and then took out his books and pens from his storage bracelet.
This morning's training had been far too time-consuming, and he had almost been late. He certainly did not want to have his credits deducted for skipping class like Senior Mian Hua.
Class is in session!
Mentor Xue Dinghai roared suddenly from the podium, and just shortly after sitting down, Mo Xing stood up along with the rest of the classmates.
Good morning, mentor!
The students chorused in unison.

Sit down, everyone, Mentor Xue Dinghai said, please open to page fifty-nine of Modern History of Aslant.
Hoo—finally made it to the classroom.
Right at that moment, two students appeared at the classroom door, panting heavily. Mo Xing recognized them vaguely; they had attended Xue Dinghai's class together last week, sitting right in front of him. The spiky-haired boy seemed to be called Xiao Feng, who had bolted out the door the moment class ended last time, complaining that Xue Dinghai's lectures were too soporific and the like. The other boy wore goggles on his head and seemed to be friends with Xiao Feng.
Though to be fair, what they said was the absolute truth...
You two are late, do 1,000 sets of squats by the side before returning to your seats, Xue Dinghai said without even looking at them.
Huh? Isn't there still half a minute before the class bell rings? The spiky-haired boy frowned.
Do them immediately! Xue Dinghai turned around and paused, isn't this student Xiao Feng? Didn't you say last time that you never wanted to attend my class again?
N... no, it wasn't me! The spiky-haired boy waved his hands.
Late, arguing back, and talking back to a teacher last time, Xue Dinghai reprimanded, you will do 3,000 sets of squats, and the other student will do 1,000 sets. Do not even think about eating until you finish.
Ah! Xiao Feng's jaw dropped in disbelief.
What? You want to add more? Xue Dinghai asked, his tone carrying a trace of chilliness.
No, no, no, no! I am doing them right now! Xiao Feng immediately covered his head and started doing squats, while the boy beside him silently began doing them without uttering a single word.
This theoretical class was extraordinarily boring. First of all, he had already read through all the material beforehand, and his chats with the seniors had more or less touched upon it. Combined with Xue Dinghai's dull teaching style, the brothers in the back row dropped like flies one by one, only to be called up by Xue Dinghai one by one to do squats.
And his own greatest source of entertainment was watching Xiao Feng doing squats by the door, silently counting for him to make sure he did not fall asleep during these three hours.
That is right! Three hours! A single class at St. Kong Royal Academy lasted a full three hours, so any student who could endure Xue Dinghai's three-hour lullaby was truly a warrior!
One fifty in the afternoon.
Hades Training Grounds.
When Mo Xing arrived at the gathering point, many students had already gathered nearby.
He looked over the faces of these people, thinking to himself that these would be his classmates from now on. He wondered if classes were divided by occupation or grades—he had forgotten to ask his seniors about that yesterday.
Damn it! That Xue Dinghai is an absolute demon!
A string of curses came from behind. Mo Xing turned around and saw it was Xiao Feng, the student who had been punished by Mentor Xue Dinghai that morning. Beside him was the boy with goggles on his hair, who remained quietly silent and merely nodded.
If I get the chance, I will definitely get good revenge on him, hmph hmph! Student Xiao Feng muttered angrily, right, Xiao Ling?
Yeah, Xiao Ling nodded, and then pointed ahead, look, Xiao Feng, it is Mo Xing!
Oh? Xiao Feng looked over as well, this guy ended up in the same class as us?
Hello, fellow classmates, Mo Xing scratched his head, we even had class together this morning!
Not good at all! Not good in the least! Xiao Feng shook his head, what you call attending class, we call corporal punishment.
Uh... let us get to know each other, then, Mo Xing stepped forward and extended his hand, thinking that since it was already the third week of the semester, he ought to get acquainted with his new classmates.
Hmph, you want to get to know me? Xiao Feng did not shake his hand, but instead sneered, no way!
Ah? Mo Xing was puzzled, this suddenly made things rather awkward!
Unless—Xiao Feng paused.
Unless what? Mo Xing was completely lost.
You vote for me to be class monitor!