Chapter 206 - Differences Between Them
Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman
At this moment, Gu Xiqiao suddenly turned her head towards her direction.
Being looked at by Gu Xiqiaoâs pair of bright, clear eyes, Fu Xuejun wanted to throw up on the inside, but she still forced a smile on the outside.
The phone in her pocket rang, and it was absolutely perfect timing. Fu Xuejun took it out to answer, placing it at her ear.
âIâm at the airport in the capital,â A low, husky voice came from the other side, affection clear in it as though he was talking to a lover. âWould you want to pick me up?â
Seeing Gu Xiqiao walk away, Fu Xuejun wasnât really listening to the person on the call. âDonât you have your secretaries around for this kind of thing, it doesnât need to be me, right?â
âThey canât be compared to you.â Wanqi Jue chuckled. âWho has made you mad again? Come and vent it out at me.â
Hearing those words, Fu Xuejun stopped in her tracks. âI saw my so-called sister today.â
âShe made you angry?â Wanqi Jueâs tone changed to a more serious one, his voice raised slightly.
âItâs not that, but the other gave me a shock. Forget it, my classmates are with me, Iâm hanging up.â Fu Xuejun hung up after saying that, and left with the girls.
The girls didnât have the courage to ask for an autograph from Gu Xiqiao in the end, and they could only mourn the lost opportunity inside.
After taking a few more steps, she saw Luo Wenlang and the head of faculty coming out.
âThatâs our most talented man in the economics faculty, Luo Wenlang. He entered the academy with close to full marks on the test,â said the girl beside Fu Xuejun with a glint of admiration in her eyes. âHeâs the only other person in the entire A University that doesnât need to attend classes.â
âThe only other?â Fu Xuejun felt that she didnât want to know who the other one was, but she couldnât help but ask, âThen whoâs the other one?â
âOf course itâs Beauty Gu! Both of them received unprecedented grades in the traditional entrance exams, so they were granted this exception.â
Fu Xuejun had to try really hard to maintain the smile on her face, as Luo Wenlang and the head of faculty had bumped into them at this time.
âDean, Student Luo,â Fu Xuejun greeted with a smile.
Luo Wenlang nodded his head, turning to the dean. âThen, Iâll take my leave first, dean. I still have some matters to attend to.â
âAlright, alright.â The dean nodded as he waved him off, hurrying him to leave. Out of sight, out of mind after all.
After Luo Wenlang left, Fu Xuejun looked at the dean for a while before opening her mouth, âDean, I heard that I missed an exam?â
Not expecting Fu Xuejun to ask such a thing, the dean was surprised before pasting on a smile in a hurry to answer her. âDoes Student Fu also want to give a try for our traditional entrance exam?â
âIf I could, that would be for the best. I am a student of A University after all,â Fu Xuejun said, smiling.
Hearing her say so, the dean didnât say anything much, but asked her to come to the office after dinner. When she came, he handed her three test papers. âWe have three main courses, and the time limit is five hours. Good luck, Student Fu.â
Fu Xuejun took the papers and started them on the spot.
With just three papers, she didnât think that it would even take her two hours to complete it. But when she went through the questions, it felt like she was a blind person in new surroundings. The hand that held her pen trembled a little, and it took several minutes to calm herself.
The further she got into the papers, the more sweat broke out on her forehead.
When she was done, even her back was drenched in sweat.
She didnât expect that questions would be that hard, and every single one of them was complicated and technical. Not only that, it also involved various kinds of comprehensive knowledge. When she was done writing, her mind felt like it had been fried.
âDone?â The dean raised his head to look at Fu Xuejun.
Fu Xuejun handed the papers to the dean, her expression a little stiff. She had only spent three hours on the exam, and didnât complete everything. But she didnât want to continue anymore, because... she didnât know how to.
The dean saw her look and said soothingly, âItâs alright, Student Fu. These topics are quite extensive, and only a few people would pass the exams in their year.â
These words made Fu Xuejun relax a bit, but she was still nervous as she watched the dean mark the papers.
No one is more familiar with these papers than the dean. He reviewed them quickly, and finally gave Fu Xuejun scores that werenât too high, but werenât too low either.
77, 72, and 69.
âNot bad, the only one who could obtain impossible results is Luo Wenlang. There isnât anyone else.â The dean said exaggeratedly.
Hearing those words, Fu Xuejun finally breathed a sigh of relief. âHow much did Luo Wenlang get in his?â
The dean gave Fu Xuejun a long look before replying, âTwo of it 92, and the last one 88.â
Fu Xuejun gasped, she had done the exams and naturally knew how terrifying the tests were, especially the two discussion questions at the end. It was a complete paradox, those questions, and impossible to start. Luo Wenlang scored 92 for two, and 88? How much more impossible could he be?
She was only convinced of Luo Wenlangâs capabilities at this moment.
After Fu Xuejun had left, another teacher in the office turned to the dean and asked, âDean, didnât you just embarrass the girl just now? 77, 72, and 69 arenât bad results, and you didnât have a single word of praise?â
âThe child was too eager for a quick success.â The dean glanced at the papers in his hands again. âWhat are seventy and sixty plus points? Donât talk about Luo Wenlang, that other student in the medicine department who scored almost full marks in all three subjects, thatâs what I call good!â
The difficulty of the exams was the same across all departments in the university, and the questions were all meticulously put together by the teachers from all subjects. The papers were logical, and the grade reflected a studentâs ability to be intuitive.
âDean, youâre joking.â That teacher shook his head. âYouâre actually comparing her to the other students?â
âThatâs true.â The dean thought about it, and logically speaking, the results from Fu Xuejunâs papers would have been placed as one of the top students in previous years, but because there were two very outstanding students in the school this year, they had overshadowed everyone else.
âHowever, why did you suddenly arrange a speech for Fu Xuejun?â The teacher was a bit puzzled, the dean didnât seem to place much importance on the girl, so why did he do that in the first place?
The dean placed the papers down. âDidnât Luo Wenlang come yesterday, I saw him holding a merger and acquisition plan in his hands. Sigh, you didnât see it. It was such a rigorous, acute, and broad plan. I asked him if he could give a speech, with this topic as his graduation thesis, but that kid refused! Really, I didnât have any choice but to find a temporary reprieve.â
Thinking about this, the dean was angry till he couldnât express it. When Luo Wenlang first came, he had been respectful and polite. It hasnât even been a few months since then, how did he suddenly become so sly?
Giving him full credits in advance, wasnât it good for him to graduate? He could still stay in school after to attend graduate school anyway. That kid really was something else, daring to say that students like him needed to attend classes properly!
At this time, the dean suddenly remembered the complaints and rants that Professor Jiang always came to him, and he finally understood how it felt to be helpless!
***
Gu Xiqiao had finally turned up at university, but she hadnât been to the medical faculty, but went to class with Xu Jing instead.
When Xu Jing attended classes, she didnât look at any books. She just had a notebook and wrote everything down.
Gu Xiqiao was holding her book, flipping through them one by one. Her appearance shocked everyone in the journalism department, because this person was someone you usually hear about but not see. They were involved in journalism, it was obvious they would be curious.
However, the girl kept her head down and was looking at the book intently. With such a cold exterior, nobody dared to bother her, and so they went to bother Xu Jing instead.
âXu Jing, why did you bring her here?â The person sitting behind poked Xu Jing in the back.
Xu Jing replied for the one hundred and eighth time, âBecause our Beauty Gu is too bored!â She had been ready to skip classes to go out and play with Gu Xiqiao, but the other had heard that she still had one more class, and insisted on accompanying her!
âCan I interview her after class?â
âNo!â Xu Jing snorted, Gu Xiqiao could only be interviewed by her, the other as*holes could all just get lost!
The chattering was naturally noticed by the teacher. The teacher for this class was a female teacher that wore glasses. She rapped her knuckles on the table, pointing at Gu Xiqiaoâs direction. âI seem to hear talking from there, so I want to ask this student a question. Why do the various big media corporations coexist rather than overtake each other in this era? This student, please answer.â
She was pointing straight at Gu Xiqiao.
Xu Jing had a look of bewilderment on her face. She wanted to stand up to tell the professor that Gu Xiqiao was not a student from their department, but then she realized that Gu Xiqiao had already stood up.
Gu Xiqiao didnât think much before directly answering, âBecause the various media have their own characteristics and advantages. The circulation of newspapers is large, itâs suitable for people in the city to read while they are on their way to their destination, and in the office...â
She spoke freely and easily, and Xu Jing was dumbfounded.
How could this little girl answer better than her? This was completely illogical!
âThatâs a good answer.â The female lecturer nodded her head. âWhat is your name, and which class are you from?â
âProfessor! Sheâs not from our department, itâs Beauty Gu from the medicine faculty!â Before Gu Xiqiao could answer, the people sitting below had exclaimed.
Gu Xiqiaoâs name was quite well known, and even the professor had heard of her. She adjusted her glasses and leveled a calm look at Gu Xiqiao, before saying in a serious voice, âStudent Gu, do you want to join our journalism faculty?â
As soon as she said that, the students in the lecture hall all broke out in excited chatter, slapping the table in excitement and agreement.
Gu Xiqiao: â...â Professor Jiang would beat her to death.
After the bell rang signaling the end of class, no one in the lecture hall left the class. All their eyes were fixed in a daze on Gu Xiqiao.
Xu Jing looked at Gu Xiqiao. âBeauty Gu, when did you learn my major?â She had even wanted to give her an answer to use just now, but she was shown up instead!
âNo, there was an answer in the âIntroduction To Journalismâ book just now. The second paragraph on page 231,â Gu Xiqiao said as she followed Xu Jing out, her voice soft and calm.
Xu Jing pulled out the mentioned book from her bag, turning to the page and saw the exact same words that Gu Xiqiao had said during class.
Xu Jing: â...â What do you do when you really feel like beating her to death?
The students around them also heard that, and were pulling out their own books to check. After reading it, they were all stunned speechless.
After a while, a brand new post appeared on the school forum.
OP: Last time, I didnât believe in the word âgeniusâ before, but now I finally do. Have some pictures before my story! [JPEG] [JPEG] [JPEG]
They were all pictures of Gu Xiqiao flipping through a book. The pictures taken by the students in the journalism department were always impressive, and of high quality.
And the comments below it were like this.
Anon 1: Firstly, those are beautiful photos! Then silent sympathy to the kids in the journalism department. Are you guys okay? Condolences from sophomores from the medicine faculty.
Anon 2: +1 on the photos. +1 on sympathy. Didnât expect our Beauty Gu to bulldoze you guys in the journalism dept!
Anon 3: As a student from the medicine faculty, all I can say is, get used to it. I want to complain at the same time, Beauty Gu, if youâre so free, why didnât you come to the lab instead QAQ
Anon 6: Hey hey hey, what are the guys on top here talking about, why donât I understand any of it, or am I just not able to keep up with the times? Isnât this post to show off the pictures of my beauty?
Anon 12: Still waiting for OP to elaborate.
Anon 55: Iâm back, to continue where they left off, OP watched Beauty Gu flip through that book which took only twenty minutes. The time she took doesnât matter. The key point is that she remembered everything inside it! Every single word! WTF? As a student from the journalism dept, Iâve been beaten down to the ground, completely smashed!
The post became popular quickly, and several hundred anonymous comments were up in just an instant.
Fu Xuejun, who was in a gloomy mood after the exam, sneered as she scrolled past this post. It was just an exaggerated joke.
Photographic memory? Genius?
***
At the same time, in the Tang residence.
âMr. Jiang, I am honored to meet you. I hope that I havenât caused you any trouble by coming back this time.â Wanqi Jue was introduced to Jiang Shuxuan and Tang Qinqiu by Murong Feiye.
Jiang Shuxuan felt the sincerity in Wanqi Jueâs words, and stretched out his hand. âOf course.â
Wanqi Jue flashed him a smile after shaking hands. He had heard of Jiang Shuxuanâs name for a long time, but he didnât expect the other to be so young, and doubts in his heart naturally began to build. âIâm looking forward to exchanging blows against Mr. Jiang in the competition this year.â
âHm.â Jiang Shuxuan replied indifferently, but his eyes were focused on the phone in his hands.
On it was a message he had received from Gu Xiqiao: Brother Jiang, Iâll be picking Little Huazi up with Xu Jing and heading out to eat. Donât wait up for me!
Irritation swelled up within him.
Wanqi Jue could feel that Jiang Shuxuan didnât want to continue the conversation, and so he didnât stay long.
After he left, Tang Qingqiu turned to Jiang Shuxuan. âWhat do you think it means, with Wanqi Jue coming back?â
âAs long as it doesnât interfere with China.â Jiang Shuxuan put away his phone. If it brought trouble to the ancient martial arts world, or threatened the ordinary world, then donât blame him for sending the guy packing back to England.
âNot necessary. Isnât England trying to reconcile their relationship with us? Donât you think that using Wanqi Jue would be a good point? England has many of our ancient martial arts people anyway.â Tang Qingqiu thought a bit more about that. âAlso, Aunt Baili has returned too, and it looks like she has the intention to settle down here long term.â
Jiang Shuxuan got up and took his coat, the indifferent expression still on his face. âDonât bother about them.â
Alright, if you say so.
âUncle Jiang has also rushed back these few days, youâre not going back to see him?â
âIf he sees me, heâll be even more annoyed.â Jiang Shuxuan walked out the door after wearing his coat, his voice vanishing in the air.
Tang Qingqiu thought about his words, and yeah, that made sense.
Only, he couldnât help but have some worries in his heart. It seemed that many people in the ancient martial arts already knew the existence of Gu Xiqiao.
***
âWhen do you plan on leaving this time?â Murong Feiye asked, looking at Wanqi Jue.
Wanqi Jue took off his glasses, getting into his new, sleek sports car. âIt depends on how fun things get here!â
Having said that, he stopped on the gas pedal and sped out, causing everyone that he passed to yelp out in alarm.
Murong Feiye: ... F*ck!
Wanqi Jue had called Fu Xuejun many times, but not a single one went through. He lit up a cigarette in annoyance, stopping the car on the opposite of an arcade. He smoked as he got down from the car with his long legs, walking into the place.
The arcade city was full of people playing inside, and it was mainly games for children.
Wanqi Jue didnât know much about China, and was immediately disappointed when he walked in to see it was just an arcade city. Just as he wanted to walk out, he caught sight of a child.
The kid kept playing the same game, losing every time when not even a minute had passed since the kid started the game. He played with perseverance, a bunch of game coins in his hands.
There were at least a few hundreds of them.
Wanqi Jue saw a few harmful teenagers eyeing the kid. He flashed them a sinister smile, and leveled them with a glance.
The few teenagers had intended to take the kidâs money, but they were scared away by Wanqi Jue. They felt that they shouldnât provoke this man, and so they left in a hurry.
âNot like that, here, let me.â Wanqi Jue patted the child on the shoulder, gently pushing him aside.
Hua Youlin was stunned, raising his eyes to watch Wanqi Jue in silence, and then stepped to one side to let him play. Heâd been playing the game for almost half an hour, and he couldnât pass at all. If someone had to help him pass, then it was better if the stage wasnât passed at all.
Wanqi Jue slipped the game coin in, and ten seconds later, he died.
He was startled, not believing that it had happened, and he inserted a coin again. Ten seconds later, he died again.
After repeating this for twenty times, Wanqi Jue couldnât hold back the expression on his face. âI...â
He wanted to say something as an explanation, but then a slender, white hand reached in front of him. There seemed to be a sort of ethereal glow to the hand under the dim lights, and he watched as those long fingers inserted the coin into the machine.
Two minutes later, the stage was passed.
He raised his head, and coincidentally, the other turned their head too.