The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 566 - 570 My Grandson is the Villain (17)

Chapter 566: Chapter 570 My Grandson is the Villain (17)

During the first class, he got into a verbal spat with a classmate, which escalated into a physical altercation, and several new students ended up in the school’s infirmary. He was marked with a major demerit point once again.

The incident had not even settled down when he got into a clash with the brother of a cute Noble Miss he wanted to be friends with.

But it had only been half a month since the school year started, and Turand had already caused several bad incidents.

Every day he was either instigating conflicts or actively engaging in fights and brawls.

Compared to Luo Luxi, who was in his element, the similarly common-born Turand faced the resistance and opposition of most students in their grade.

Facing such hostility from so many people, even Turand, who was innately self-reliant and never cared about others’ opinions, found it unbearable.

Feeling indignant, he marched into Teacher Qiu Tian’s office with a multicolored and bruised face, point-blank saying, "Teacher Qiu Tian, this academy is nothing like what you described..... Those noble ’little ghosts’ are all incredibly bad..."

If his classmates had openly ridiculed or fought with him, Turand wouldn’t have felt so suffocated.

That way, he could’ve proudly told himself that they were just jealous of his talent.

But they didn’t do that; they didn’t even show a hint of disrespect when they faced him.

Their way of speaking was neither too distant nor too close, but it was this very attitude that made Turand feel extremely suffocated, wanting to scream out loud.

The contempt and revulsion in their eyes were poorly masked; as long as he paid close attention, he could always find traces of it.

Yet he had no reason to get angry because, on the surface, they acted very nicely. It was he who had been berated by teachers numerous times.

The more this happened, the stronger his destructive urges became.

He would intentionally provoke and pick fights...but all he earned was deeper prejudice from his classmates.

Even the teachers gradually began to harbor some dissatisfaction towards him.

Who would like a child who was always causing trouble and lacked manners?

At this point, Turand had lost the vivacity he had when he first enrolled, his whole being exuded an irritable thorniness.

Facing Teacher Qiu Tian, whom he greatly admired, Turand felt aggrieved and said, waving his hands angrily, "I don’t want to stay here anymore, this place is nothing like what you said."

Turand emphasized this point again.

During this time, Teacher Qiu Tian was also troubled by Turand’s series of rash actions.

Already irritated, he found it increasingly difficult to calm down.

After losing authority, his voice in the academy was not as assertive as before. Adding to that, many colleagues who didn’t get along with him seized the opportunity to mock and ridicule him.

The troubles caused by Turand also gave them leverage to attack him.

After all, it was he who had strongly recommended Turand for admission.

Teacher Qiu Tian himself felt a bit resentful about Turand’s underachievement, but on the outside, he still maintained the friendly demeanor of a mentor, "Turand, you must understand that fools are always the most abundant in this world.... and with your enthusiasm and brightness, as long as you’re willing, you can influence them to change their view and follow in your footsteps....."

Turand was bewildered by Teacher Qiu Tian’s smooth talk, quickly forgetting the purpose of his visit and truly believing that he was the embodiment of truth, about to lead these lost sheep onto the right path.

In reality, Turand was also unclear about what the right path looked like.

He just believed in Teacher Qiu Tian, that whatever he pointed out must be the right way.

Turand, this commoner boy had many flaws, but the one and only thing that Teacher Qiu Tian truly valued in him was his unparalleled worship and reverence towards himself.

This made it very hard for Teacher Qiu Tian to give up on him.

After taking a spin in Teacher Qiu Tian’s office, Turand quickly returned, feeling somewhat dizzy.

His thoughts were no longer confused, which just made his lethal potential multiply.

However, the little ghost Luo Luxi was, for the moment, unaffected.

Currently, he was hopelessly engrossed in his studies and social interactions, barely sparing time even for sleep, let alone minding the series of incidents Turand caused at the Academy.

Sometimes though, he didn’t need to look for trouble for trouble to come looking for him.

Today, Luo Luxi temporarily set aside his textbooks to meet up with a few young friends, having made a commitment. He straightened out his clothes and headed towards the Academy’s cafeteria.

These new friends he had made were all children from highly esteemed noble families.

Though they were not considered top-tier, their status was far from the bottom.

Luo Luxi had really put in a lot of effort to build connections with them.

One should know that the only point of contention for him was his commoner status; aside from that, he was in no way inferior to many noble boys and girls who had been raised with elite education, and in fact, often excelled beyond them.

Ignoring his commoner identity, many were still very willing to associate with him.

Very few people who had interacted with Luo Luxi would have ill things to say about him.

His empathy and the refreshing feeling he gave people were beyond what many long-time adults could achieve.

The children didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary, but teachers who had been observing the students were amazed.

And Teacher Qiu Tian was one of them, who instead of admiration, felt an increased wariness towards Student Luo... quite the oddity.

A mere ten-year-old achieving such a level—given time, what heights could he reach?

If only his nature were not so stubbornly untamed...

Teacher Qiu Tian’s thoughts were unbeknownst to Luo Luxi, who was currently puzzled as to why his new friends had chosen to meet in the cafeteria.

It wasn’t that the cafeteria was bad; in fact, the Sports Academy’s cafeteria was lavishly built, fitting the aesthetic preferences of the nobles.

The dishes inside were exquisite and delicious.

Out in the world, some common folks might not be able to afford the cost of a single meal with several months’ wages.

But here, everything in the cafeteria was free, except for those few extra high-class small cafeterias.

Still, very few students of noble descent chose to dine in this free cafeteria, preferring food delivered from their home chefs or, occasionally, a meal at a high-end restaurant.

Luo Luxi, although not of noble descent, conducted himself no differently from them.

After Su Li’s little ghost moved on campus, she hired a new formidable chef, who also made an extra portion to deliver to the little ghost.

After all, the little ghost was in the prime of growing, and it was unthinkable to skimp on his physical development.

While parents were forbidden from entering the Sports Academy and students from leaving, normal communication like phone calls, letters, and parcels were still allowed.

Su Li ensured three meals a day were delivered to Luo Luxi.

Today, as Luo Luxi rushed to meet his new friends, he forgot to ask his grandmother to cancel the usual meal delivery.

As a result, the freshly made steaming hot lunchbox was sent straight to the cafeteria, right onto Luo Luxi’s dining table.