My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 282 - 224 You Can’t Beat My Wife (Thanks to the alliance leader "It’s Me It’s Me" dear brother!)_2

Chapter 282: Chapter 224 You Can’t Beat My Wife (Thanks to the alliance leader "It’s Me It’s Me" dear brother!)_2

She treated all the students in the hall equally, setting down old-fashioned rules that, while not conforming to the slightly lax culture of the Academy’s Six Halls, made Shuaixing Hall a unique presence among them, drawing quiet ridicule from some students in the other five halls. Outsiders often looked at the Shuaixing students with curiosity, but it also genuinely enhanced the hall’s cohesion and sense of collective honor.

In the first mid-month major test, because Fan Yushu’s weakness was too great, Shuaixing Hall just missed first place overall, which was taken by the Cultivation Hall.

But in the recent second mid-month major test, they won against the Cultivation Hall by a narrow margin, finally achieving first place among the Six Halls. Although Fan Yushu’s absence might have "contributed" to this victory, Yu Huaijin’s management was undoubtedly invaluable.

And this first-place ranking truly benefited all the students of Shuaixing Hall, influencing the evaluation scores for the teacher-apprentice ceremony a year later.

This also greatly excited the students within the hall, who were all eagerly preparing for the next mid-month major test, which was also the last of the autumn season.

The academic atmosphere within Shuaixing Hall grew even stronger, with both cohesion and a sense of collective honor rising each day, and everything was moving in a positive direction.

These were Jia Tengying’s sincere feelings. He felt the barriers between him and the other students within the Academy seemed to have dissolved quite a bit. Although there were still some, Jia Tengying had gradually integrated into the collective that included Teacher Yu.

Now he was being actively invited to join some of the student gatherings and autumn outings, he had made a few good friends, and even Xiao Hongyu would sometimes initiate conversations with him, though her style and tone still made him hesitant to respond.

Jia Tengying felt that things were already very good.

However, just as the morale of the entire Shuaixing Hall was on the rise,

Fan Yushu came back.

And with him returned his new roommate, the friendly Ziyu.

It was said that Ziyu, like Fan Yushu, was a special talent directly added by a respected Teacher of the Academy.

Moreover, judging by Ziyu’s performance in the Art Classes over the past few days, especially Music Art...

You should know that in the last mid-month test, Shuaixing Hall had only narrowly defeated the Cultivation Hall. The two halls’ strengths were closely matched, with overall results hanging in the balance, and previously, Fan Yushu had been that unstable factor. Now, it seemed as if another had been added...

Inside the southern room, Jia Tengying stood by the bed, staring at the cucumber in his hand, his brow slightly furrowed.

He keenly sensed the change in the atmosphere within the hall since the return of Fan Yushu and Zhao Rong to the Academy.

Although the students of Shuaixing Hall possessed strong cohesion, this was in reference to those who didn’t drag their feet and who had the ambition to improve, like he had been before.

But for someone like Fan Yushu, who seemed to lack any will to progress, the relationship was just not very harmonious.

Jia Tengying shook his head with a sigh, set down the white cloth in his hand, and then, picking up a bamboo basket, he walked outside with the cucumber he had wiped countless times.

As Jia Tengying crossed the threshold, the strict woman standing by the stone table, holding a ruler to monitor the students, caught his eye.

His brow relaxed gradually.

He wasn’t too concerned about Fan Yushu, but regarding Zhao Rong, his new roommate, Jia Tengying didn’t want him to be ostracized by the other students, because Jia Tengying had experienced that feeling himself, and it was very unpleasant.

Fortunately, Teacher Yu was there.

A slight smile played on Jia Tengying’s lips. When he had first started at the hall and attended the Art Class, like Zhao Rong, he had no knowledge of zither skill. The only zither he had ever touched was the old and worn one treasured by the teacher who had given him his name in his hometown private school.

Jia Tengying had only reluctantly touched it, feeling that compared to the vivid descriptions given by his playmates about the sensation of pinching a girl’s hand, it probably wasn’t any different.

Then, in his first Art Class after starting school, he had no zither at all, surrounded by new classmates each with a different ancient zither, leaving him the only one empty-handed.

At that moment, the looks from his new classmates were unforgettable, making him feel even more embarrassed than Ziyu had recently appeared, because Ziyu had met everyone’s gaze with a lifted head and a welcoming smile, inducing Jia Tengying’s envy.

But later, like Ziyu, it was Yu Huaijin who came forward to help him.

Jia Tengying glanced at the stone table again.

At that time, Yu Huaijin not only gave him a zither but also tutored him, just as with Ziyu at the moment.

And he, with a deep breath of determination, studied earnestly and soon mastered the zither within three days, no longer needing her to worry about tutoring, and was able to proceed with self-study and improvement.

However, what made Jia Tengying feel slightly disappointed was that in those brief three days, aside from "your pointers and my attentive learning," they hardly had any other conversation, just one-on-one tutoring.

Jia Tengying sighed softly but then promptly lifted his chin, his thick brows coming together in the middle as a rare hint of pride flickered in his eyes.

Teacher Yu must be quite pleased with me.

Jia Tengying came back to his senses, looked down at the clean cucumber in his hand, and after a moment of silence, blinked and placed it in an easily accessible spot in the bamboo basket. Then, he looked up to survey the situation in the courtyard, noticing that the three people by the stone table were not paying attention to him.