Bored out of his mind.
Lin Mo leaned against the chain-link fence beside the sports field, watching the students drift in and out of the grounds, struggling to muster any enthusiasm.
To be honest, the prized students of Qinghua University weren't much different from ordinary people.
They walked, chatted, scrolled through their phones, and some even watched anime on their tablets as they moved.
Yeah, they also ran, played ball, and rode bicycles.
Everyone was busy savoring their youthful sweat.
Lin Mo looked up at the sky, then glanced at the energetic figures on the basketball court.
Indeed, they really knew how to sweat.
Su Mei, meanwhile, kept explaining the layout of the sports field.
Just then, a sharp whoosh cut through the air. A basketball slipped from someone's hand, spinning as it hurtled straight toward his face.
It was moving at a decent speed.
A few nearby girls let out brief, startled gasps.
Without so much as lifting an eyelid, Lin Mo extended his right hand, fingers spread wide.
Thud.
A dull sound.
The rapidly spinning basketball seemed to slam into an invisible wall, stopping dead in an instant and landing securely in his palm.
He didn't even take a step back.
A guy in a red jersey jogged over, his tone fairly polite.
"Sorry, buddy. My bad, my bad."
It really wasn't intentional. Lin Mo's spiritual sense had already covered the entire court; it was just a routine passing error on the other guy's part.
None of that cliché provocation nonsense.
But the next second, the guy's gaze shifted past Lin Mo and landed on Su Mei behind him, and his expression changed instantly.
"Hey, Su Mei? What are you doing here?"
The guy's voice carried an unmistakable note of surprise, along with a hint of undisguised interest.
Well, clichés find you anywhere, don't they?
Su Mei maintained her harmless, sweet-girl look, pointed at Lin Mo, and said in a sugary tone, "Upper level asked me to show the new junior around campus."
Lin Mo tossed the ball in his hand a couple of times, then casually lobbed it back, not bothering to say a word.
The guy caught the ball, but his eyes swept over Lin Mo with a scrutinizing gaze.
He remarked offhandedly, "The ones getting campus tours by request are either geniuses or people with connections."
Ah, there was some heat now.
Lin Mo glanced at Su Mei, curious to see her reaction.
But Su Mei was watching other people play on the court with apparent interest, as if she hadn't heard the exchange at all, a perfect smile on her profile.
Fair enough.
Lin Mo made a mental note. Since this senior wanted a show, he wasn't interested in sticking around.
He turned and walked straight toward the exit of the sports field.
Saying one more word would be a waste.
This kind of outright dismissal was far more cutting than any retort.
Especially for a young man used to being the center of attention.
Hormones and adrenaline get to young people.
Seeing Lin Mo completely ignore him, the guy instantly got ticked off.
He dropped any pretense and let out a contemptuous snort, loud enough for everyone nearby to hear: "Pretending to be above it all. Who here isn't a genius to get into this school?"
Lin Mo stopped.
He turned around slowly, not angry, not offended, just looking at the guy with eyes as calm as deep water.
Then he let out a light laugh.
It was a quiet laugh, but it cut through the tense atmosphere like a needle.
"I've seen plenty of geniuses," Lin Mo said, his voice soft yet crystal clear to everyone present.
"But they all called me the genius."
--System: That's right! The prodigy!--
"Genius! This is definitely a genius! Xiaobai, are you sure you didn't leak the questions?"
A bald professor with a long beard stared at Lin Mo's answer sheet, his tone laced with doubt.
"Professor Chen, the questions were written here on campus. We only saw them when we arrived. Even if I wanted to leak them, there's no way I could."
That much was true.
Lin Mo's answer sheet had already been taken to a separate office for several Qinghua professors to study.
Just getting the answers right wasn't all that remarkable.
But being fast and accurate—that was worth attention.
The exam lasted several hours, but Lin Mo had finished in under an hour.
That fact alone said volumes.
"Snatch him up! We have to snatch this kid up!"
Teacher Bai smiled and said, "No worries, I've already sent someone to get him. Young guys today all like romance, so probably..."
Before he could finish, the professors all stared at him in unison.
"Nonsense! You're being completely reckless! How can you lure such a talented student with such sleazy methods?"
"Exactly! This is Qinghua, not some place like Beida! This should be a paradise for science students!"
The remarks left Teacher Bai a bit embarrassed.
But then, his phone buzzed with a message.
"Teacher Bai, I have some things to take care of, so I'll head off first. I'll make my own way back to the training base."
A message from Lin Mo.
Seeing this, Teacher Bai immediately called Su Mei.
"Su Mei, how did you let Lin Mo get away?"
Su Mei stammered a little on the other end, but she had to hide what had just happened. "Teacher Bai, it's not that I didn't try to keep him. He said from the start he wouldn't stay in Beijing, that staying here would upset too many people."
Teacher Bai listened, frowned, and sighed.
He had no reason to doubt Su Mei's words.
After all, Lin Mo had said multiple times that he wouldn't stay.
Meanwhile, Su Mei was sitting by the side of the court, replaying what had just happened in her mind.
After Lin Mo made that arrogant remark, he had turned to leave again.
But the guy had hurled the basketball at him fiercely.
Without turning his head, Lin Mo caught it one-handed.
Then, with no hesitation, he threw the ball straight at the guy's knee.
The basketball, driven as if by a motor, struck with enough force to knock the guy onto one knee.
"Ah!"
The ball rolled back to Lin Mo's feet, and he scooped it up again.
"Let me tell you something: I'm here through connections, but I'm also a genius."
With that, he simply lifted his arm and tossed the ball toward the hoop—a good several dozen yards away.
Swish.
Nothing but net.
Everyone turned to stare at Lin Mo as he shot.
Without acknowledging anyone, Lin Mo walked straight out.
Su Mei just watched his retreating figure. She suddenly felt that Lin Mo was unlike any guy she had ever met before.
Or rather, she had never met anyone like him.
She could sense that Lin Mo had always been looking down on her from a height.
Could he really just be someone with connections?
Just then, a car pulled up by the road next to the sports field.
Someone got out, nodded respectfully in Lin Mo's direction.
Lin Mo frowned but still walked over.
In the eyes of everyone watching, that moment spoke volumes.
Because it was well known that, without special permission, outside vehicles were not allowed inside Qinghua University.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
