60: Chapter 60 This world is never short of geniuses

Jiangcheng Professional University, top floor of the administration building.

The Wu Tian's office.

Inside the spacious office, a thick wool carpet was laid out.

At this moment, a real-time broadcast of the Freshman Challenge Tournament was being projected onto one of the office walls.

Three middle-aged men with extraordinary temperaments sat on a leather sofa.

Sitting in the primary seat was Jiang University Wu Tian Wu Tian. Wu Tian was wearing a Zhongshan suit, his hair slightly graying at the temples.

He appeared kind and approachable, but his eyes, which occasionally flashed with sharp light, revealed a profound depth from long years of being in a high position.

To his left was Vice Principal Zhou Hanguang.

He was somewhat portly, fiddling with two smooth jade walnuts in his hand, an arrogant smile playing on his face.

Sitting in the lowest position was the first-year grade head, Tian Lin.

Compared to the leisure of the other two, Tian Lin's expression seemed a bit unnatural at this time.

"Old Zhou."

Wu Tian took a sip of tea, his gaze sweeping across the twelve teams on the screen as he teased nonchalantly:

"I heard your son's name is Zhou Tianren, right? He happens to be a First-Year University Student this year at our school as well. How is he? Did he make it into this Freshman Challenge Tournament?"

Hearing this, Zhou Hanguang's hand fiddling with the walnuts paused slightly, and a look of irrepressible pride blossomed on his face.

"Hehe, Old Wu, what a question."

Zhou Hanguang leaned back against the sofa, his tone carrying a hint of reserved bragging:

"Of course he did! As the saying goes, a tiger father does not have a dog for a son."

"That rebellious son of mine, although his awakened class isn't top-tier, I've put him through elite management since he was a child!"

"From the day he awakened, I hired a retired military instructor for one-on-one guidance, and he hasn't missed a day of various A-grade and S-grade supplements. To forge that set of equipment for him, I even put my old reputation on the line and asked several old friends for help."

Saying this, the corners of Zhou Hanguang's mouth curled up, his eyes full of pride:

"You could say that among this year's first-year students, while I wouldn't claim his level is unmatched throughout the ages, he definitely belongs to the very top echelon! He formed the Royal Squad himself this time. As for the goal, we're aiming for at least top three, and fighting for first!"

"Oh? Top three, fighting for first? It seems you're very confident, Old Zhou."

Wu Tian agreed with a chuckle.

However, sitting nearby, when Tian Lin heard the words 'Royal Squad' and 'Zhou Tianren,' his hand holding the teacup shook uncontrollably.

*Clack—*

The lid hit the cup, making a crisp sound, and even splashed a few drops of scalding tea onto the back of his hand.

Tian Lin felt bitter in his heart.

Others might not know, but he was crystal clear on the matter!

Looking at the four large characters 'Echo Gobi' displayed on the screen now, Tian Lin felt as if a knife were hanging over his neck.

If this matter blew up later, Zhou Hanguang would definitely sacrifice the pawn to save the king, and he would be the only one to suffer!

This slight movement immediately caught Zhou Hanguang's attention.

He turned his head, his sharp gaze staring coldly at Tian Lin:

"Old Tian, what's wrong?"

"Why are you trembling just drinking tea? Is the work pressure too much lately, or is your body getting weak?"

Tian Lin shuddered at the look, hurriedly put down his teacup, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and forced a smile that looked worse than crying:

"No... no."

"It's just that the tea was too hot, and I accidentally... accidentally slipped. Vice Principal Zhou, please continue, please continue."

Zhou Hanguang gave a light snort and withdrew his oppressive gaze.

He turned back to Wu Tian and changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, it's such a pity about the Nightfall Team, which was originally the most promising candidate for the championship among this year's first-year students."

Zhou Hanguang shook his head and sighed:

"Whether it's that freshman Shen Ye or the entire team's composition, they were at a completely different level among this year's freshmen. I originally thought that Jiang University could gain some prestige through them in this year's regional challenge tournament."

"In the end... they were just so unlucky."

At the mention of Night Curtain and Shen Ye, the atmosphere in the office froze slightly.

There wasn't much change in the smile on Wu Tian's face. He put down his teacup, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and said indifferently:

"Hehe, there's nothing to be sorry about."

"Since one has made up their mind to become a Professional, they must take life and death lightly."

"That is fate."

These words were spoken extremely coldly, even somewhat heartlessly.

Hearing this, a clear look of surprise appeared on Zhou Hanguang's face.

"Oh? Wu Tian Wu, that doesn't sound like something you would say."

Zhou Hanguang leaned forward slightly, his tone playful:

"Who in the circle doesn't know that you, Wu Tian, cherish talent the most? When that Shen Ye first enrolled, he was a prodigy personally designated by you!"

"I remember you even specially approved many resources to recruit him to Jiang University. You could say that without your initial support, the Nightfall Team might not have even been formed."

"How is it that now... your reaction is... rather indifferent?"

Zhou Hanguang's words were pointed, as if testing something.

Hearing this, a trace of imperceptible panic flashed deep in Wu Tian's eyes, but it was gone in an instant.

He also seemed to realize that his cold attitude just now was a bit too abnormal and didn't fit his usual persona.

So, Wu Tian quickly waved his hand and changed his tune:

"Oh, Old Zhou, look at you, what are you talking about?"

"It's just that... I'm getting old."

Wu Tian sighed, a look of compassion appearing on his face:

"Think about how old I am. I've sat in this position for so many years and seen far too many geniuses fall and too many partings of life and death."

"Shen Ye... my heart aches for that child too; he really was very talented."

"But!"

Wu Tian's tone shifted, becoming earnest and heartfelt:

"This world never lacks geniuses; what it lacks are geniuses who can stand until the very end!"

Saying this, Wu Tian looked at Zhou Hanguang:

"In this regard, I really admire your vision and educational methods, Old Zhou."

"For example, your son, under Vice Principal Zhou's elite cultivation, not only has solid strength but also knows how to seek advantage and avoid harm. Look, he's already been able to smoothly enter the Freshman Challenge Tournament."

"In my view, although Shen Ye has fallen, Jiang University's future remains."

"Who's to say that by the time he finishes his first year and enters his second, your son won't be the next pillar of support, the next genius to become famous throughout the Southern District?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hanguang felt entirely comfortable.

Nothing makes a father happier than praising his son, especially for someone as extremely protective and vain as Zhou Hanguang.

"Hahaha! Wu Tian Wu, you flatter him! You flatter him!"

Zhou Hanguang laughed out loud without reservation, the walnuts in his hand clacking loudly, the wrinkles on his face blooming with laughter:

"But... to be honest, I do have that thought."

"I've paved so many paths for that kid Tianren, just hoping he can truly live up to our expectations."

"To stand out in this Freshman Challenge Tournament, successfully reach the top, and secure that spot to compete in the Southern District!"

"As long as he enters the Southern District tournament and gets noticed by the military... then Jiang University will have some prestige in the future, wouldn't it?"

Seeing that he had smoothed things over, Wu Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and lifted his teacup with a smile:

"Haha, that's natural."

"The tournament has only just begun. Let's wait and see just how outstanding your son's performance will be."

"Come, drink tea, drink tea!"