Chapter 73

In the summer night, Xia Tian went straight to Ye Qingsnow's house. Ye Qingsnow knew about his college entrance exam and did not disturb him. The next morning, Xia Tian continued to take the exam.

The exam lasted for two days.

The invigilators for the second day were the same as the first, consisting of professors from seven prestigious universities.

This exam was crucial for the reputation of Jing University, so they could not afford to be careless. Xia Tian's answering speed was still as fast as before.

During the last subject of the exam.

"I warn you, don't try any tricks, and don't have any侥幸心理. After the exam, we will immediately use teachers from our seven universities to grade your paper and give you the final score. If you score low this time, then the previous incident was cheating, and we will sue you. You will also have to apologize publicly to the media," the professor from Jing University warned.

"SB," Xia Tian said without lifting his head.

The exam ended quickly. After his exam, under the attention of the media, the seven universities jointly reviewed his test paper.

This exam was made public and alternately reviewed due to media attention.

The review took one day. Many media outlets had already surrounded the grading site, but Xia Tian, the subject of the matter, was not at all nervous.

The video from the previous time went viral. The attitude of the Jing University professors was called arrogant. Because of those three professors, people across the country believed that Jing University had inside dealings, especially for the special admissions, which were not as strictly reviewed as claimed.

Instead, they entered through backdoor connections.

The impact of this incident was significant, so the three professors were temporarily suspended upon their return. Moreover, because they had made things difficult for a good student, the impact of this incident was no less severe than the first.

If Jing University handled it poorly, it would have a significant impact on its reputation, and good students would dare not go to Jing University.

However, if Xia Tian was indeed found to have cheated, the three professors would be reinstated, and they would be hailed as righteous professors who exposed the cheating student.

Therefore, everything hinged on this grading. To maintain fairness, the grading was conducted jointly by teachers from seven prestigious universities, live-streamed by Jing TV. The live broadcast was to quell external rumors.

Such as the rumor that the grading teachers had been bribed.

After the exam, Xia Tian saw a pile of messages on his phone, including blessings from his cousin and Bingxin, a message from Huolajiao asking to be his disciple, a message from Zeng Rou asking when he was free, and a chat message from Li Ying, whom he had saved the night before. The last one was from Old Xu.

"Old Xu, it's Xia Tian."

"Brother Xia, you finally turned on your phone. Are you ready for tomorrow?"

"What's there to prepare? Just start the fight."

"Brother Xia, A San is not an ordinary person. I know you know some martial arts, but A San is also very skilled. Why don't you see if your master is free and can come along?"

"Don't worry, Brother Xu. Since I promised you, there won't be any problems."

Xia Tian hung up the phone. He knew that Old Xu's concern was normal. After all, if Xia Tian lost, his life would be in danger. Over the years, the Xu family had been suppressing him, disrupting his business at every turn.

A San had become famous earlier, and Old Xu had personally witnessed A San's skills, which was why he was worried.

Although Xia Tian was not clear about the current classification of martial arts, the Level 2 assassin who died last time had said he was at the late Yellow level, so Xia Tian had a certain understanding of his own abilities.

He had seen A San's skills, which were about the same as the Level 2 assassin, and he believed he was stronger.

After replying to messages from Zeng Rou and Li Ying, Xia Tian went back to the bar he had visited the previous day, sitting in the same spot. He came here to adapt to the life here.

His father had once told him that true experts could be divided into two types: one type was so outstanding that no one or thing could overshadow their brilliance, like a crane among chickens. The other type could quickly blend in wherever they went, becoming one with the people.

In simpler terms, it meant being good at whatever they did.

He had never had the opportunity, money, or time to come to such places before. Now, things were different. He could come here often to become an ordinary person in this place.

"Back again?" It was the same beautiful woman from yesterday.

"Yep," Xia Tian nodded.

"You're a strange one," the beautiful woman said, looking at Xia Tian.

"How so?" Xia Tian turned to look at the beautiful woman, his eyes roving over her body without restraint.

"Your eyes are always wandering, looking at everything. You have lustful thoughts, but it seems you lack the courage," the beautiful woman smiled.

"Is that so? Then what counts as having the courage?" Xia Tian asked.

"Look at the people in the dance floor and those sitting over there," the beautiful woman glanced at the people in front. The dancers were looking for targets, and those who found targets would dance provocatively in front of the women, occasionally touching them. The people sitting there either brought women with them or picked them up here, playing games with them while touching them.

The women, knowing they were being taken advantage of, seemed very generous, possibly due to the influence of alcohol.

"See? That's what it means to have lustful thoughts and the courage to act," the beautiful woman said lightly.

"Yep," Xia Tian nodded.

"Hey, miser, you're back again!" A beautiful girl came to Xia Tian's other side and directly picked up his drink.

"You're stealing my drink again," Xia Tian said unhappily.

"You're not wrong to call me a miser," the beautiful girl was the same beautiful thief from yesterday.

"Tch," Xia Tian turned away, not looking at her. Compared to the beautiful thief, the beautiful woman in front of him was more appealing.

"Hey, am I that ugly that you won't even look at me?" the beautiful thief said unhappily.

"Looking at you is boring," Xia Tian said without turning his head.

"How is it boring? I'm still a beauty," the beautiful thief was even more unhappy after hearing Xia Tian's words.

"Your chest is too small, not worth looking at."

"How is my chest small?" The beautiful thief deliberately puffed out her chest.

"Would you rather look at a 32B or a 36D?"

"Hmph, who knows if hers is real or fake. Maybe it's padded," the beautiful thief felt very embarrassed after Xia Tian's words.

Hearing the beautiful thief's words, the beautiful woman came to her, took her right hand, and placed it on her chest: "Feel it, is it real or padded?"