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Two hours later, Lin was still sitting in the metal room, but there were no other people around—only him, Lu Liang, and the drowsy Fatty.
Fatty Chen bobbed his large head up and down like a nodding dog, his hefty brain seeming unable to stop, which was quite annoying to watch.
Finally, Fatty's head suddenly dropped with a thud, hitting the table.
"Ouch!"
Grimacing in pain, Fatty finally woke up. He muttered, "That hurts..." while rubbing his forehead and glancing over at Lin.
Lin sat upright, silent, with his eyes slightly squinted as if he were dozing off. Lu Liang, feeling bored sitting next to Lin, had even started to practice Inner Strength during his free time!
This must be the effort behind the talent aura—finding any gap to cultivate.
"Hey, has that chubby female teacher not come back yet?"
Fatty looked out the window but saw no one. He could still hear the rhythmic lecture from the Spirit Teacher in the next room.
The second group of students had been called into the next room for a new round of recruitment, but Lin and the others still hadn’t left.
It was because that female teacher hadn’t returned since she walked out the door and hadn’t given any news; that’s why Lin and the others were waiting here.
Hearing Fatty's question, Lin opened his eyes and looked outside. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Perhaps that seemingly kind female teacher didn’t have the authority of the dean; what she said might just have been her own imagination.
As time passed without any sign of her return, Lin Xin couldn’t help but start thinking negatively.
"How long has it been?"
Lin turned his head away, disappointment clearly visible on his face.
"It's been over two hours, hasn't it? That's really slow..."
Fatty glanced at the clock and casually replied.
"Oh, then let's go."
Putting away his disappointment, Lin's expression gradually turned cold. He didn't want outsiders to see his disappointment. Showing weakness was not Lin's style.
"Aren't we waiting anymore, Brother?" Fatty asked in surprise, feeling a bit regretful for speaking up earlier.
"We're not waiting. It seems she won't be coming back."
With that, Lin stood up and tapped his fingers on Lü Liang's table before turning to walk out.
Lü Liang suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and then shouted loudly, "Lin, are you done? Did you report your name?"
The figure heading toward the door paused slightly but did not respond; Lin just walked back with a belly full of disappointment.
"Stop shouting. That female teacher hasn't returned. It seems Brother's chance to go to Fourth Academy is gone..."
Fatty quickly covered Lü Liang's mouth to prevent him from continuing to shout. Then the two leaned their heads together and whispered.
"Fat Black Man, what's going on?"
"Listen to me, Killer. Just now..."
At some point, these two had become so familiar with each other that they started calling each other by nicknames. The way they whispered and leaned against each other was quite remarkable, like two old friends...
Everything is because of Lin. He is like a gear, bringing together those unrelated people and then leading them to turn towards the unknown distance.
...
...
The metal building cast a long shadow, enveloping Lin in darkness as he walked forward silently, his head lowered. Even if he didn't want to express it, others could see how lost he felt.
Fatty Chen and Lu Liang followed behind Lin, neither daring to speak, not even to breathe loudly, fearing they might disturb him.
They walked like this until they reached the entrance, but no miracle occurred; the admissions officer from the Fourth Academy never appeared.
Reality was like a bucket of ice water, drenching Lin to the core.
Inside the examination hall, he deliberately slowed his pace, always holding onto a glimmer of hope: perhaps a miracle would happen, and that female teacher would smile and appear before him.
However, the scene he imagined did not materialize.
It seemed everything had settled; the Warrior Qualification Exam was nearing its end, and Lin Jin's special admission treatment had also concluded.
"Well! It's all over. Maybe I should go home and take a good look at the introductions of those culinary schools to see which one I should apply to..."
Taking a deep breath, he tried to lift his spirits and comforted himself.
He stood there quietly for a long time before snapping back to reality and straightening up to walk forward again. He thought to himself: It's okay if I can't get into the four prestigious schools or go to Wuyuan Star; I still have the Hero Live Streaming System!
Failure is not terrifying; life is filled with many failures. Only by stubbornly getting back up after each failure can one move toward ultimate victory!
Just as Lin adjusted his mood and prepared to face this failure, a surprised exclamation from Fatty rang out behind him.
Hearing the voice, Lin turned his head and followed Fatty's gaze into the distance. He paused for a moment, and a smile broke out on his face.
The joy was heartfelt, and that smile was quite handsome; Lin looked very good when he smiled.
In the distance, a slightly plump figure was running toward him, waving her arms while seemingly shouting "Lin... Tong... Tong..."
It was the female teacher. She wanted to call out "Lin," but unfortunately, she was out of breath from running and couldn't get the words out. She wasn't a martial artist and didn't have a strong physique, so running was a struggle for her slightly plump body.
After quite some time, the female teacher finally reached Lin's side, her face pale as she gasped for breath, letting out a series of labored breaths.
Once she had caught her breath and her complexion improved somewhat, she hurriedly said, "Lin, I'm sorry. I just contacted our dean and didn’t expect that the dean would... uh, anyway, our dean didn’t receive the virtual call. It took a long time to get through, and just now the signal was bad, so I ran over..."
"I don't want to hear about these trivial matters; I just want results."
Lin frowned slightly. He wasn't interested in what the female teacher had gone through. Even if she told him about the incredible adventures she experienced during those two hours, Lin Ye wouldn't be interested.
Impatiently, Lin just wanted to know the outcome.
"Uh, okay, Lin."
The female teacher paused for a moment before quickly organizing her thoughts. Clearing her throat, she continued seriously, "Our Wuyuan Star Affiliated Academy has decided to start constructing the Culinary Department this summer. The project has been approved today and will begin tomorrow."
"And we are specially recruiting Lin for enrollment with the following benefits..."
"No need; I accept!"
The corners of Lin's mouth rose higher as he waved his hand to interrupt the female teacher's chatter and turned to walk out of the examination hall.
"Hey? Lin, your enrollment notice will be sent to your email after our Star League Examination ends!"
The female teacher looked at Lin's back and shouted anxiously.
"Whatever!"
Lin waved his arm dismissively, appearing unconcerned.
He walked faster and couldn't help but break into a run. As he ran, Lin suddenly leaped into the air, extending his right arm and swinging it vigorously while shouting, "Yay!"
At that moment, nothing could make Lin happier than entering the Fourth Academy.
...
Sunlight streamed into the examination hall as Lin soared high, blocking the dazzling light and casting a long shadow that obscured Fatty and Lü Liang's view.
The two stood in Lin's shadow, seeing his back radiating a strong sense of joy. They exchanged glances and shared a knowing smile.
The finale of the Star League Examination was unexpectedly intricate yet wonderfully beautiful.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, time continued to move...
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