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Chapter 189 - 187, The New School (First Update)_1

Chapter 189: 187, The New School (First Update)_1

Kunlun had already announced a period of operational time needed, and it wasn’t clear yet how far it would go, while Dota progressed steadily. Ren He was relieved to have found several more game designers to share his workload. After all, Dota would need them for the various version updates in the future. He couldn’t possibly keep planning every update himself, right?

Now, he finally had the chance to attend to other matters, such as discussing the school transfer with Ren and Mrs. Ren.

The freshman military training was set to begin on August 16th, just a few days away, and the admission confirmation from Capital Fourth Middle School had already arrived in Ren He’s hands. As he looked at the red seal stamped on it, Ren He finally felt at ease.

But he still needed to discuss his household registration with Ren and Mrs. Ren.

As soon as Ren He mentioned this significant matter over the phone, both Ren and Mrs. Ren rushed back, and the three of them sat on the sofa. Mrs. Ren carefully examined the admission confirmation Ren He handed to her, puzzled, "Capital Fourth Middle School invited you to attend school there?"

Even though Ren He had achieved the top score in the middle school exam, Ren and Mrs. Ren still found it somewhat dubious; perhaps because Ren He had dangled at the bottom for too long, and they hadn’t quite wrapped their heads around it...

Ren He said cheerfully, "Well, I am the exam’s top scorer, aren’t I? Capital Fourth Middle School is a top-tier high school nationwide, so naturally, they would want to attract top scorers from various regions."

While his explanation made sense, Ren He still sweated a little and continued to bluff seriously, "Moreover, this is part of a talent introduction program. I could even get my household registration moved to the Capital. That’s also something I need to discuss with you. No.4 Middle School doesn’t accept nonresident students, so I need to transfer my registration there. When the time comes for the college entrance exam, I won’t have to return to my original place of residence to take it. You both know how much lower the required scores are in the Capital."

It was something to consider. Ren and Mrs. Ren glanced at each other. Although they felt there were many things amiss, they were also unaware of the specific issues since they hadn’t paid attention to such matters.

Indeed, the fact that Ren He became the top scorer in the middle school exam was already unbelievable. They hadn’t even bragged to their friends, fearing it was a mistake by the admissions office, which would turn the situation into a big joke.

After all, to this day, no one from Ren He’s school had approached them about a scholarship; something didn’t seem right. Unknown to them, Director Liu and Xie Miaohan were immensely vexed every day, finding it hard to believe that Ren He would continue to stay at their school. If they learned that Ren He had already decided to transfer, they would probably set off fireworks in celebration.

In the end, Ren and Mrs. Ren decided to accompany Ren He to the Capital to take care of the admission procedures before attending to their own affairs.

With this decision secured, the stone in Ren He’s heart finally dropped. As long as the two agreed, Elder Zhou would cooperate with him.

Thinking about attending school in the Capital, Ren He felt quite eager—new environment, new classmates, and Yang Xi.

Moreover, No.4 Middle School truly was a legendary institution; it was in his past life, and after learning about it in this life, Ren He believed it remained legendary. Founded in 1907, how many high schools with a hundred years of history could there be nationwide?

Furthermore, Capital Fourth Middle School had always been the first choice for the offspring of the Capital’s elite. Prominent political figures had emerged from there, with a good number having been investigated and disciplined. For instance, a certain middle-aged man surnamed Bo had even returned to his alma mater at Capital Fourth Middle School to give a lecture.

Not to mention the countless figures from the scientific and academic worlds.

Well-known celebrities were no strangers either; Gao Xiaosong, Li Ao, Yu Dan, Chen Kaige, each possessing a Jewish-like extreme cleverness and self-important demeanor.

Ren He had always imagined why high schoolers from certain foreign elite schools could engage in so many activities: rowing, sailing, musicals, dramas, bands, etc. Why did Chinese students have to immerse themselves in rote learning?

As it turns out, high school students from renowned domestic schools enjoyed the same opportunities!

What’s it like to be in a class where each of the thirty-plus students can play an instrument?

What’s it like to be both an academic achiever and a main creator of the drama club in high school?

What’s it like to have a classmate who is proficient in five languages in high school and is currently intensively learning a sixth?

In his previous life, Ren He had never experienced this, nor had he thought about studying abroad, but in this life, he decided to take the opportunity to visit Capital Fourth Middle School and meet these legendary geniuses. He hoped they wouldn’t disappoint him.

Because Ren He had friends who had attended Capital Fourth Middle School in his previous life, he was well aware that some of the things said online were true; you couldn’t deny that there were people who had been stunning from the moment they started high school.

Nobody would have thought that Su Ruqin’s decision to transfer Yang Xi would lead Ren He to plunge into that century-old prestigious school known for producing geniuses like a gigantic shark. That place was filled with legends. Yet, when students from No.4 Middle School looked back on that era to remember if there had been a universally recognized astonishing figure in school, they would probably tell everyone who asked: Ren He; because you would never know what his limits were, until he chose to tell you.

When Ren He left for the Capital, he didn’t tell any of his classmates. He quietly departed Luo City with Ren and Mrs. Ren and arrived at his intended destination. Only Little Fatty Xu Nuo knew he had gone and, while sending him off, cried a mess of tears, reminding Ren He to come back to Qinghe Games often and not to completely abandon it...

When Duan Xiaolou left, many classmates were there to see her off, each presenting her with their greeting cards and blessings, wishing her well-being and success in Australia, in both her studies and career.

However, as Duan Xiaolou looked back at the crowd seeing her off before she entered security, she sighed softly; that person never came to her farewell after all.

Duan Xiaolou turned and walked through the security gate, disappearing from sight, while Ren He was heading north, Duan Xiaolou took a huge Boeing plane southward, parting ways from then on.

This is life abbreviated, regardless of whom you liked or disliked in that era, all will eventually part ways.

We must slowly learn to say goodbye to others in this process and resolutely step into an era accustomed to farewells. Perhaps you will still remember them, but you also know very well that remembering is meaningless.

Maybe one day you’ll see each other again in the same city, both of you indifferent, and barely even able to remember the other.

Because what you remember is nothing more than a symbol: a bold symbol that once appeared in your life and brought you joy.

Then, after exchanging pleasantries, you’ll part ways and return home to text your good friends or besties: "I ran into so-and-so. It’s been years, and they’ve changed so much, haha."

But you don’t like them as much anymore, you even wonder why you liked them in the first place.

Nevertheless, he or she remains a unique presence in your life until you place him or her in the box within your heart, until it’s covered in dust waiting for the memory to be awakened again.

Then, the sky is as blue as your mood while the clouds are those fleeting, vague memories. You’ll laugh out loud to yourself because nothing else seems that important anymore.

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End of middle school years, finished.