Chapter 6 This is a Set-up!

Zhao Yibing's eyes flickered slightly.

It looked like everyone was standing on her side.

But——

This was completely wrong!

She had intended to dump Shen Ye in public, but now the situation was completely reversed by him.

——Now it was he who was dumping her in public!

I'm not his lapdog, why is this happening!

"Shen Ye, we haven't cleared things up!" Zhao Yibing said anxiously.

"You stop right there!" A male voice rang out at the same time.

On the stairs, a male student blocked Shen Ye.

"And you are?" Shen Ye asked.

"Sun Ming." the male student said.

Oh, third in our grade.

"Classmate Sun, class is about to start, don't block the way," Shen Ye said.

"You apologize to Zhao Yibing first," the male student said, folding his arms and looking down on Shen Ye from a superior position.

"Apologize?" Shen Ye glanced at him, then at a look of grievance on Zhao Yibing's face.

"Classmate Sun, you've got it wrong. It was Zhao Yibing who called me here, not me pestering her," Shen Ye said, spreading his hands.

"Apologize!" Sun Ming yelled, punching the wall and making a "thud" that reverberated.

Shen Ye was startled.

Huh, an Otherworld version of Fei Yangyang?

He had no choice but to turn around, walk over to Zhao Yibing, and say in a low, soft voice:

"Alright, you win..."

He seemed to have made a decision, his eyes reddening as he said through gritted teeth:

"Zhao Yibing, you can keep harassing me, are you satisfied now?"

"?" Zhao Yibing.

"?" Sun Ming.

With a face full of grievance, Shen Ye ran towards the stairs.

Zhao Yibing couldn't contain herself and shouted loudly, "Wait a minute—I didn't mean to force you—don't listen to Sun Ming!"

Ah, what was I thinking!

Why did I say something like "I didn't mean to force you"?

Sun Ming is really screwing things up!

With that thought, Zhao Yibing shot Sun Ming a fierce glare.

Sun Ming was also panicking.

He had clearly come to support Zhao Yibing and to take a jab at that guy who couldn't get into a key high school.

How did it turn into this?

No, this won't do.

He has to rectify it immediately!

Just as Shen Ye was rushing past him.

"Kid, don't run. Stop and explain yourself!" he said, throwing a punch at Shen Ye.

Shen Ye chuckled lightly, not taking it seriously.

As the former top student of his grade, Shen Ye's strongest attribute was Agility.

He had 2 points in Agility.

——Twice that of a normal adult man.

At this moment, adding his only Attribute Point, he had 3 points in Agility.

This had already surpassed the level of a middle school student.

Plus, with the combat experience from dodging spears with the "Moonlight Deer Step" the night before——

In full view of everyone,

Shen Ye suddenly dodged the other person's punch, hopped lightly, touched the top of their head with a tap, used the momentum to slide towards the wall, took several steps on the wall, and vaulted over the crowded masses like a shadow, landing in the corridor.

The onlookers let out a chorus of exclamations like "wow," "ah," "what?" in surprise.

His movements were so graceful and natural, running up walls as if walking on flat ground, carrying the innate elegance of the Elf Race.

It was unforgettable to all who saw.

Even Zhao Yibing was dumbfounded.

Sun Ming had his head pushed in front of everyone and couldn't even react in time to continue the fight?

Ridiculous!

Such a level of movement technique should surely earn full marks.

The crowd thought to themselves.

Yet, Shen Ye couldn't care less about these people anymore, heading straight back to the classroom to do problems.

Dinglingling——

The bell for class rang.

A female teacher, carrying a tea cup and some papers, walked upstairs only to find the stairwell blocked and completely impassable, causing her to exclaim impatiently:

"What are you all doing here? Don't you know it's time for class?"

The students scattered, each hurrying back to their respective classrooms.

A few minutes later.

Class 3 (5).

A short, plump old man carrying a stack of papers walked into the classroom and announced directly:

"We'll have a 30-minute class test, followed by a practical exam in the field."

The papers were quickly distributed.

Shen Ye had already put the previous events behind him, picked up his pen, and began looking at the questions.

The papers were filled with very simple questions, such as:

Please choose from the following options the Footwork best suited to increase movement speed.

What is the main role of the Agility Attribute in combat?

What is the most effective basic practice for training Footwork and why?

...

The knowledge points of the written test were not many, accounting for thirty percent of the total score.

The remaining seventy percent was in the field test.

Shen Ye picked up his pen and got to work.

Many points of knowledge gradually came back to him as he worked through the questions.

Shen Ye nodded slightly.

——It seems that he would need to drill problems like crazy before the exam.

Time slowly passed.

When the papers were handed in, the whole class began to gather to head to the field for the mock test.

"Brother Ye."

Chen Haoyu walked at the end of the line, quietly tugging at Shen Ye.

"What's up?" Shen Ye asked.

"The test will take a long time, and they won't be calling us for a while, so why not hang out for a bit before we come back? How about that?" Chen Haoyu suggested.

"Where to hang out?" Shen Ye asked with a smile.

"A comic book café has just opened behind the school gate. There are a lot of new series I've never seen before, let's hop over the wall and check it out," Chen Haoyu said.

This reminded Shen Ye.

While everyone was warming up on the field and waiting for the test, he could complete today's Evaluation Entry first.

"You go ahead, I don't feel like it today," Shen Ye said.

Chen Haoyu's face showed disappointment.

Shen Ye was somewhat amused and asked, "What are you plotting?"

Chen Haoyu looked in a certain direction, pursed his lips, and whispered, "I didn't want you to see it, I was afraid it would spoil your mood."

Following Chen Haoyu's gaze, Shen Ye saw students from Class 3 (2) and Class 3 (3) had also arrived at the sports field.

In the Class 3 (2) line, a pretty girl was chatting with several other girls.