13: Chapter 13 College Entrance Examination Registration and Match Lottery

Ever since the spar between [ Changyou ] and the [ Double-Pupil Warrior ], this courtyard has become much quieter.

[ Changyou ] has completely transformed into a top student, having already learned several skills from book materials.

As for the [ Double-Pupil Warrior ], it is still foolish and dazed; in Teacher Yang's words,

cards that do not awaken a [ true name ] are all like this, and they have no way to learn skills on their own.

A freak like [ Changyou ] is unheard of.

...

A month's time slipped by in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the day of the [ Gaokao ] registration.

Early in the morning, people in the class group chat were spamming messages.

Liu Jianren: "I have already crafted a peerless card. Tremble, ants!!

Hhahahaha hahahaha"

Below was an image of a red-eyed panda person.

However, the group chat was completely silent.

Suddenly, the sound of a cough came from the group chat.

A line of text appeared on the screen.

Head Teacher: "So scared, I am already trembling."

Liu Jianren: "????"

Looking at the crazy 999+ messages in another chat group, Sun Po smiled knowingly.

Shen Jinbin: "Awesome! Casting an ultimate right in front of Old Yang's face in the class group! Jianren, you are the one!!"

Lu Renjia: "Hhahahaha, Old Yang woke up and became an ant."

Liu Jianren: "I xxxxx..."

...

The joy of lurking is always fleeting. Soon,

Sun Po rode in Yang Xinyue's car to the registration location—the school playground.

When Sun Po climbed out of Yang Xinyue's car, the boys in the class boiled over with excitement.

"Holy crap! Sun Po, and Teacher Yang..."

"Awesome! Brother Po, open a class; your little brother will listen on his knees..."

Sun Po, who was usually just a transparent background character in the class, was suddenly pushed into the limelight.

The pop-up sound of direct messages was instantly more than all of the past year combined.

While it was lively, a pot-bellied, greasy man stood on the podium holding a microphone and shouted:

"Ahem! Everyone, quiet!!"

The playground slowly quieted down.

"Next, the senior high school students of each class will be led by their respective head teachers to register here in the front row in order."

The noisy sounds rang out once more:

"I'm done for. I only have a [ Green 1-Star ] [ Warrior ]. I feel like I'm going to reunite with the bros at a vocational college."

"You Versailles flexing scoundrel, go die!!!"

"Damn! Look at those aristocratic families over there! Give me those good cards, and I can slaughter randomly too!!"

"Sigh, there's no helping it. We lost right in the womb,

a [ Warrior ] fighting their [ true name card ],

a [ Spirit Monkey ] scratching their [ Tiger Vanguard ],

and nobody told me that the watershed of life was amniotic fluid..."

Besides the idle chatter among classmates, there were also words of encouragement from parents and relatives.

"Shanshan, maintain a good mindset. You are the best!"

But the face of the girl called Shanshan was already blushing red.

"Changyu, grades don't matter. Come to your uncle's house for dinner after the exam, and I'll cook your favorite Yuxiang eggplant."

Hearing this, Sun Po couldn't help feeling a bit sad. What about his family?

At this moment, a fair hand patted him on the shoulder.

Turning around to look, it was none other than Yang Xinyue.

"Relax, just perform normally."

Sun Po felt a warmth in his heart and nodded, which once again elicited a chorus of wolf howls from behind him.

"Teacher Yang's Class 6! Prepare."

Not long after, the first 5 classes finished registering and were in the waiting area.

Only Sun Po's class was left.

"Lin Guo, Apprentice Card Maker, Gray 4-Star [ Warrior ]!"

"Qiao Mu, Apprentice Card Maker, White 2-Star [ Wrongfully Deceased Scholar ], Gray 3-Star [ Warrior ]!"

"Liu Jianren, Apprentice Card Maker, Green 6-Star [ Red Snake ]!"

...

Just as Sun Po had anticipated, most students were Apprentice Card Makers with gray and white card qualities.

Occasionally, a green one would pop out, which was most likely a class cadre or someone from a small family.

Soon, the line reached the end. The principal nearby and the head of discipline beside him started chatting:

"The quality this year is not quite good enough. There are 7 green cards and not a single blue card. It feels like it will be hard to break into the provincial competition."

Suddenly,

"Sun Po, Primary Card Maker, Purple 3-Star [ Changyou ]!!"

The gymnasium, which was still noisy just a moment ago, instantly quieted down.

Then came quiet murmurs.

"Auditory hallucination? Purple?"

"Impossible, right?"

"A Primary level can make a purple card? His spiritual space should have exploded already, right?"

"Where did this heaven-gifted freak come from? None of our teachers have purple cards, right?!"

"[ Changyou ]? What kind of card is that? Never heard of it!"

The registering teacher was an old pedant. Only after the words left his mouth did he react.

Raising his head in disbelief, he looked at the handsome youth before him and asked tremblingly:

"Purple 3-Star?"

Sun Po nodded and took out the card shimmering with a faint purple light.

There was a sudden boom in the venue.

It turned out that students from other classes in the waiting area were anxious to come over and see the purple card, knocking down the isolation belt over there.

You ask where the security guards were?

The security guards indicated that they were also watching.

The principal finally reacted, picked up the microphone, and shouted excitedly:

"Silence!"

The director of the disciplinary office on the side had already crowded over, lowered his head, and asked amiably:

"Student Sun, can you come to our Class 1 and represent Class 1 to participate in the municipal competition? We can discuss the price later."

Sun Po looked at this greasy Mediterranean-haired man. He was the one who had harassed Yang Xinyue back then,

and then had his [ Wrongfully Deceased Scholar ] beaten to wrongful death many times fiercely by [ Yang Wulang ];

and hadn't made things difficult for Yang Xinyue any less over the years.

Sun Po put away the [ Changyou ] in his hand and smiled:

"Sorry, I'm doing quite well staying in Class 6."

...

At noon, in the cafeteria:

Sun Po was clearly already considered a celebrity within a small circle.

People even gave up their places for him when queuing for food.

Sun Po expressed that he was still not quite used to feeling so much attention.

"Sun Po, let's go eat outside."

Just as Sun Po was still hard at work queuing up for food,

Yang Xinyue twirled her car keys and called out.

Soon, the two of them arrived at a private room in a restaurant near the school.

Yang Xinyue ordered the dishes and asked with a grin:

"How does it feel to show off in front of others?"

Sun Po shook his head:

"So-so."

Yang Xinyue didn't commit to an opinion and continued:

"There will be plenty of opportunities like this in the future.

The rules of the [ Gaokao ]:

school-level competition, municipal-level competition, provincial-level competition, national-level competition—

every time you advance a level, you need to register again.

By the time of the national-level competition, it will be broadcast nationwide, and major media outlets will interview every participant."

Sun Po had also watched the national broadcast of the [ Gaokao ] before, so he naturally knew this.

Yang Xinyue continued speaking:

"A rare-class purple card, under the condition of not running into any freaks,

should have no problem clearing the municipal-level competition."

Sun Po responded:

"Yeah, and this past month has seen a huge improvement for [ Changyou ].

The things it's learning now are very mixed; even I can barely understand them anymore."

...

In the afternoon, it was still the playground.

What was taking place this time was the drawing activity for the school internal selection tournament.

All students from the 6 classes put their names into a large cardboard box,

drawing lots randomly for head-to-head duels.

Then the winners' bracket and losers' bracket duel sequentially,

until the top three are decided to represent the school and class in the municipal-level competition.

Sun Po was also aware of this. If it were the past when he only had a [ Gray 1-Star ] [ Spirit Monkey ] in his hands,

he would naturally be walking on thin ice.

But now, the ones walking on thin ice should be others.

"Tomorrow afternoon, Match 7 — Liu Jianren, versus, Sun Po!!"

As the vote-calling teacher's voice fell, the playground instantly erupted into an uproar.

A certain short red-haired boy directly began to wail:

"We're in the same class!! Why hound each other so ruthlessly?!"

...

Liu Jianren? He seemed to hold a [ Green 6-Star ] card, which wasn't weak.

At this moment, Sun Po felt much more excitement in his heart.

Having prepared for so long,

the first battle of the [ Gaokao ] had finally arrived!!