Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 480 - 439: Jiang Zhe, Full Score?

Chapter 480: Chapter 439: Jiang Zhe, Full Score?

Fatty also shook his head, "Thanks, teacher, but we really won’t eat."

Sam Gold also waved his hand, showing no interest in the food in front of him.

"What is this..." The teachers were puzzled. Every time a field military training session ended, didn’t these students act like they were just released from prison, going crazy over food?

Why was it that in this group, everyone was so reserved, even picky about food?

"Aren’t you guys hungry?" the teacher asked curiously.

That couldn’t be—it’s been so many days since they were in the dense forest.

"We are hungry," Xiaobao said, "How could we not be?"

After speaking, she took out a roast chicken from her backpack, tore off a leg, took a bite, and then asked the teacher, "Do you want some, teacher?"

Teacher: "..."

They were waiting here for the students, and because the accommodations were temporarily constructed, the supplies and food were limited. Although they ate better than the students, they didn’t have luxuries like roast chicken.

How did Xiaobao and her group still have this?

Seeing the teacher wasn’t eating, Xiaobao handed it to Fatty, who shook his head, "No thanks, I’m sick of it."

Sick of it?

The teacher’s eyes widened. What on earth was going on with this group? Where did all this food come from?

Jiang Zhe walked past the food without so much as a glance.

Teacher: "..."

Soon, Jiang Zhe got the notification that the teachers were about to announce the scores.

Jiang Zhe gathered everyone to sit in front of the teacher, waiting for the results.

Clearing his throat, the teacher said, "This is the performance evaluation form sent from the school authorities. Now, I will share the details with you."

He opened the envelope, pulled out the score sheet inside, glanced at it, and was very surprised.

"Jiang Zhe, 750 points?" the teacher said incredulously as he looked at the numbers, "Full marks for basic knowledge, full marks for problem-solving, full marks for performing surgery during rescue..."

As the teacher read, he looked up again at Jiang Zhe standing before him. How could such a young girl have accomplished so much along the way?

The assistant director spread his hands while looking at the screen.

As per the instructions of Assistant Xu, he didn’t want to give Jiang Zhe full marks.

But giving less than full marks would not have been acceptable to everyone.

He had no choice but to do it this way.

Jiang Zhe took the score sheet and said, "I should have even more points coming later."

"How so?" the teacher inquired.

"I sold a lot of emergency items to other groups along the way. They promised to exchange points for them. When they come over, I will have even more points," Jiang Zhe briefly explained.

Teacher: "..."

Next up were Xiaobao and Fatty, who, although they didn’t score as much as Jiang Zhe, still had a very respectable score of nearly 700 points each.

"Thank you, teacher. We also have lots of points yet to be collected," the two said with a grin.

Teacher: "..."

Beifeng was an instructor, so he didn’t have a score sheet, but his performance would be recorded in the military appraisal report.

Sam Gold didn’t have any points either.

...

Although the destination didn’t have as abundant supplies as they had on the way, Jiang Zhe’s mood had improved significantly since there was no need to travel further.

Sitting leisurely in the valley, enjoying the breeze, she felt quite content.

Beifeng came over and handed her a can of cola.

Jiang Zhe accepted it, "Thank you."

"Don’t move." Beifeng got closer, whispering in her ear, "There are a lot of cameras around here too, and the live broadcast hasn’t stopped."

"For me, it makes no difference," Jiang Zhe said.

"For me, it does," Beifeng said. He exhaled gently after speaking.

The warm breath poured into her ear.

The difference was, he still couldn’t kiss her or hold her as he pleased.

Jiang Zhe smiled, her fox-like eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief.

Beifeng picked a straw out of her hair, "It’s fine now."

Jiang Zhe saw some unfamiliar faces coming in and asked, "What’s happening over there?"

"Looks like some school officials are starting to come in, waiting to pick up people and leave," Beifeng explained.

"Hmm," Jiang Zhe nodded but noticed that Sam Gold was getting quite close to the school officials.

That was normal, too. After spending so many days here, everyone was eager to leave.

Jiang Zhe asked Beifeng, "Why do you think Sam Gold agreed to participate in the military training?"

"I don’t know." Beifeng didn’t understand the entertainment industry and its rules.

"And why did you come to participate?" Jiang Zhe asked.

Beifeng smiled, "For love."

Jiang Zhe laughed along, "You really have profound love for your profession."

Beifeng didn’t respond, but a faint smile lingered in his eyes.

...

A young janitor handed a beer to Sam Gold and smiled, saying, "Quite tiring, huh?"

"Not too bad, thanks." Sam Gold opened the beer and took a sip.

"Mr. Gold, I’m a loyal fan of yours. I’ve prepared something for you here and I hope you won’t disdain it. I also wrote you a letter! Please be sure to read it! You must read it!" the janitor said earnestly.

Sam Gold was a performer of a certain superhero, with a large male fanbase.

He smiled, took the items, and also signed an autograph for the janitor.

He usually received a lot of things from fans and always left them for his assistant to handle.

But since he was idle at the moment, he went back to his room and simply opened the box which turned out to be some special snacks prepared by the janitor according to his taste preferences.

There was also a letter, which Sam Gold directly opened.

After reading the contents, he frowned slightly before continuing to read on.

It turned out to be a letter from his agent, passed on by the worker, not some love letter from a fan.

Only now did he realize that he was actually taking part in a live broadcast—and a global one at that!

When his agent had asked him to come over, the reason given was to motivate the students to complete their military training. Having a gap in his schedule and since the Beicheng Continent was able to pay, he had agreed.

He had only just found out it was a live broadcast!

No wonder the janitor had to use this method to deliver the letter, otherwise it would have been too obvious.

Sam Gold felt a certain inexplicable suffocation. Did this mean that his lack of performance along the way had been seen by everyone?

He immediately read the letter carefully and indeed, the best performer Jiang Zhe, had become the new generation’s popular icon.

Through various performances and winning fans over, Jiang Zhe’s name mentions had already far surpassed his own, and he was said to possess a tremendous valuation, now just waiting for an opportunity to monetize that popularity.

In the letter, his agent told him that many companies wanted to sign Jiang Zhe now, and with her ranking and looks, whichever company managed to sign her would make a fortune.

He was now in a great position of advantage, close to the source, and was given two tasks.

First, to interact with Jiang Zhe more, in order to boost his own fame. Even though he was already a performer of a certain superhero, in M Country, there were too many superheroes, and the competition was still fierce.

Second, to try to persuade Jiang Zhe to join his own company; if successful, the company would give him a huge reward.

Having finished reading, Sam Gold felt a headache coming on. Throughout the journey, in order to avoid others leeching off his popularity, he had been very cautious, keeping a proper distance from everyone, and rarely truly integrating with them.

As a result, he hadn’t had much interaction with Jiang Zhe.

Now, all of a sudden, he was supposed to establish a good relationship with Jiang Zhe, which was somewhat difficult.

...

In the evening, although supplies were limited, to express a welcome to Jiang Zhe’s group, the teacher still held a small dinner banquet, inviting their group to eat.

Looking at the food on the table, there was more than usual, clearly because the staff had brought extra supplies that day.

However, probably because of the long distance, the supplies brought were mostly storable food, with few fresh items.

Jiang Zhe was not very interested, picked up a few items, and sat down in a quiet spot.

Sam Gold followed her and said with a smile, "Jiang Zhe, why are you sitting over here?"

"It’s peaceful," answered Jiang Zhe.

Sam Gold sat down opposite her and then asked, "Can I sit with you?"

"Don’t you think the question you’re asking is a bit redundant?" Jiang Zhe countered.

"So that means I can sit." Sam Gold had a pair of charming blue eyes. Looking at Jiang Zhe, he realized that she had extremely beautiful and striking features.

No wonder with just one live broadcast she had gained what the agent described in the letter as "incomparable, unimaginable" popularity.

"Here, try this. It’s delicious gold-flaked Wagyu," Sam Gold handed over the food to Jiang Zhe.

Beifeng and Fatty were walking together. Glancing at Fatty, he said, "You love Wagyu the most, right?"

"Yeah!" Reminded by this, Fatty happily ran towards Sam Gold, "Sam, can I have a bite?"

Now that Sam Gold knew this was live, he had to maintain his gentlemanly image and replied with a smile, "Of course."

Fatty directly took it, and Sam Gold took out another portion.

"Idol, would you like some?" Fatty asked Jiang Zhe, adopting Xiaobao’s form of address for her.

"I’m not fond of it. Since you like it so much, why not let Mr. Gold give you more?" she suggested.

"Is that okay?" Fatty asked.

Sam Gold could only hand him another portion.

Beifeng then sat down next to Jiang Zhe and handed her a bowl of porridge, "I just asked the teacher for some millet and cooked it in a tea cup."

Jiang Zhe took it and said, "Thank you."

She suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Where did Mr. Gold get such high-quality Wagyu?"

"Oh, one of the workers is a fan of mine; he gave it to me," he said.

"It looks like he gave you quite a lot. No wonder Mr. Gold is so generous, sharing it with everyone," Jiang Zhe remarked.

Sam Gold had only intended to use the food to establish a good relationship with Jiang Zhe, but with her saying that, he had no choice but to play the generous giver, smiling as he said, "Yes, I was planning on bringing it for everyone tonight anyway. Since everyone’s here, please don’t be shy."

Left with no choice, he took out all the food. Fatty, being a big food lover, couldn’t resist such temptation and immediately started to enjoy it uninhibitedly.

"Isn’t Xiaobao not here yet?" Jiang Zhe mentioned.

"I’ll go call her!" Fatty said right away.

So Xiaobao came over too and joined Fatty in tackling the Wagyu.

Sam Gold: "..."