Chapter 3

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The anger grew, and Huang Jingyao tried to calm himself down. As he thought, he really did calm down.

He almost forgot that things were different now.

Even if things were the same as before, as long as he was willing to wait a few months or a year, with his abilities, he was confident he could pass the teacher recruitment exam and enter another public high school. Not to mention, he now possessed such a transformation, obtaining the Record of Destiny and the Great Seal of Literature.

These two immortal treasures were incredibly powerful. Even if they couldn't be used on the holder themselves—he had tried but couldn't see his own various talents—he had also tested and found that there was still a part of literary qi remaining in the immortal treasures. Even with just over four hundred points, it was an impressive number.

With this literary qi, finding a place to settle down, where couldn't he rely on himself and these immortal treasures to forge a new path? It might even be a glorious road beyond his imagination.

After all, he wasn't stupid. Without the immortal treasures, he had always been at the top of his class at Ancheng Teachers College. The recruitment for Ancheng No. 1 High School, one of the most popular in the province, had very limited spots, and he succeeded on his first try. In just one year, his teaching skills had rapidly improved, and he was at least as good as Li Hui, who had been teaching for four or five years.

Without the immortal treasures, he would have wasted at most a year. What about now?

Thinking about this, Huang Jingyao took a deep breath, turned to the minivan driver behind him, and walked in the direction of the dormitory building. Just as he took a step, his phone rang, startling him. He pulled out his phone, his expression changed, and he forced a smile, trying to laugh as he answered, "Dad, have you eaten? Is there something you need?"

"Since you're not doing well there and have offended people, come back. I've arranged it for you to return to our county's No. 1 High School. It's also a provincial model high school, not much different."

A voice with a hint of drunkenness and full of concern came from the other end of the phone. Huang Jingyao was stunned. He had just resigned yesterday, how did his father know? And he had already found a school for him, back in his hometown's county No. 1 High School?

"Dad, you've arranged it for me? How did you know I resigned?"

"Ah, you silly child, you called me last night and cried. You forgot?" The father on the other end was also surprised. "After I heard your call, I started thinking of ways. This morning, I called an old classmate, who is the brother-in-law of the principal of our county's No. 1 High School. After explaining your situation, Principal Yang nodded. He's the vice-principal in charge of teaching, and the old principal is about to be promoted. He's the most likely new principal. Knowing you're from Ancheng Teachers College and that you entered the city's No. 1 High School on your first try but resigned due to offending people, he easily agreed. You can come back anytime."

"..."

Huang Jingyao was speechless.

He had called his father last night and cried? He was so shocked that he wanted to slap himself. What had happened last night?

He hadn't cried in years, not since primary school when he was often beaten by his father for being mischievous. From junior high school onwards, even when he broke up with his girlfriend last year, he hadn't shed a tear.

He was introverted, and it was hard for him to let his emotions run wild.

But those things had already happened. His father not only knew but had also arranged everything for him to return home.

Huang Jingyao's hometown was in Luquan County, a rural area in Ancheng City. His parents were primary school teachers who had taught for over twenty years in a rural primary school.

He had no relatives with power or wealth; they were either farmers or working in coastal cities.

Huang Jingyao felt both ashamed and puzzled. How could his father, who only learned about it last night, have solved his job issue today?

Luquan No. 1 High School was also a provincial model high school, theoretically on par with Ancheng No. 1 High School. Huang Jingyao had spent his high school years there, so he was familiar with it.

He knew that among the four high schools in Luquan County—No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and Pingguan High School—only No. 1 was a provincial model high school, while the others were ordinary high schools. In Ancheng City, with its three counties and two districts, there were eight provincial model high schools. If you counted the entire province, it was even more.

The reputation, strength, and status of provincial model high schools varied greatly. Ancheng No. 1 High School was a well-known school in the province, attracting many teachers from other provinces and a large number of students competing for admission.

Luquan No. 1 High School, like a third-tier university compared to a first-tier university, was of a different nature.

But it couldn't be denied that No. 1 High School was the best in the county. The principal also served as the deputy director of the county education bureau. How could his father, a rural primary school teacher, have arranged this so quickly?

He knew his father's character. After teaching for decades, he had always been an ordinary teacher. Even with his average teaching skills, it was more because he didn't know how to network or seek help from others.

It wasn't as easy as his father made it sound, just because an old classmate was the brother-in-law of a principal. What was the actual process?

His father had suffered from a cerebrovascular disease when he was in his first year of college. Although he had recovered four years ago and hadn't relapsed since, he had stopped drinking alcohol after that, as it was necessary for his condition.

But he could hear the drunkenness in his father's voice on the other end of the line.

What next?

He was a bit averse to using connections and had confidence that he didn't need to do so. But now, he was suddenly going to become a "career indicator" in the colloquial sense?

If he didn't return, his father had already done a lot for this matter, sacrificing dignity, energy, and possibly money. Not returning would only make it harder for his father to deal with the aftermath.

"Come back. I'm still having dinner with them. I just called to give you the good news. I'll hang up now." Huang Jingyao was silent, and his father mumbled and hung up.

Huang Jingyao stood there, still holding the phone, in a daze.

"Ah? Xiao Huang, you...?" As Huang Jingyao was in a daze, a shocked voice came from the side. When Huang Jingyao looked over, he saw Li Hui looking at him with a barely suppressed smile. "No way, you resigned from our city's No. 1 High School? I thought you had a new path. How could it be back to your county's No. 1 High School?"

Huang Jingyao had stopped in his tracks due to the shock and what he had said was heard by the other person.

Li Hui was also shocked. Although he often spoke sarcastically, he knew Huang Jingyao's abilities. Being able to enter Ancheng No. 1 High School on the first try was no less impressive than passing the civil service exam and entering a popular position like the city's finance bureau right after graduation. After a year or so, he could move to the provincial capital and have a good chance of entering other well-known high schools in the province. But Luquan No. 1 High School?

What a twist, a twist that could make anyone laugh. What did their small county have? Terrible college admission rates!

"With his teaching skills, going back to Luquan No. 1 High School would be a waste of the students' time," He Peijun said with a hint of surprise, quickly turning to disdain.

To He Peijun, he and Huang Jingyao didn't have a deep grudge. Even if He Peijun was usually arrogant and looked down on new teachers, he wouldn't go too far. That time, he was already angry about personal matters and took it out on a student who violated school rules. Huang Jingyao's intervention shifted his anger. After all, it wouldn't look good if a student knelt and cried.

If Huang Jingyao had just taken the scolding without responding, once He Peijun's anger subsided, the matter would have been over. But Huang Jingyao dared to hit him, and in front of the students. This was the reason He Peijun wanted to ruin Huang Jingyao. Being publicly humiliated, he couldn't take that kind of loss. Afterward, he made things difficult and humiliated Huang Jingyao. When Huang Jingyao resigned, the vice-principal of the second year also didn't want to be too harsh and planned to end it. He even talked to He Peijun, saying the boy had suffered enough and should learn a lesson, so it would be better to let it go.

Although core teachers were important, He Peijun wasn't the only one. If he went too far, how would the other middle and senior teachers view it? It would have a bad overall impact.

But after hearing this, He Peijun told the vice-principal, "Either I go or he goes," which led to this situation.