Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 70 - 070 was scared by the muscular man.

The final three minutes.

On the court, Class 2 reorganized their offense.

For some reason, they had completely lost their momentum.

There were hardly any cheers from our class.

Even the Slime Monster, he was starting to lose his grip too.

Liu Xin directly intercepted a pass in the paint and hurled it far down to Jiang Qinghua.

Jiang Qinghua couldn’t believe he had actually shaken off the Slime Monster.

My rhythm is finally back.

A standard Jiang Shuai-style layup, take that!

33:31!

We’re in the lead!

I’m the MVP!

He looked towards his fan club first thing, his finger already resting in front of his lips, attempting to replicate Li Zheng’s celebratory gesture.

"Li Zheng Li Zheng MVP!! Li Zheng Li Zheng MVP!!"

But the fan club was shouting another name, not caring to look at him at all.

Huh?

They’ve been turned against me?

When?

How… even you guys…

Damn it, we’ll talk about this later.

On the sidelines, Ling Shijie could no longer stay crouched.

"Get your asses moving!"

"What are you thinking!"

Yet the players from Class 2 were still listless.

A series of plays by Li Zheng.

Had completely shattered their fighting spirit.

What followed was simply garbage time.

Li Zheng even frequently passed the ball, letting Chen Sen and Liu Yonghui score a few points.

"Toot toot!"

The whistle sounded, marking the end of the game.

The scoreboard froze there and then.

[Class 4: 41 - Class 2: 33]

Cheers filled the entire area.

Li Zheng and his teammates embraced each other.

The girls from his class also formed a circle with Tang Zhifei.

Class representative Liu Yuexuan had already burst into tears.

From its inception, Class 4 had never been this united.

Qiao Bixia hugged Xu Mengxi, her eyes brimming with tears.

"My son Lu Bu is unparalleled in the world!"

Xu Mengxi was breathless with excitement, barely able to catch her breath, but still couldn’t help saying, "So… are you Dong Zhuo then…"

Because no one wanted to hug Liu Xin, he could only run over to Qiao Bixia and start teasing: "I did alright, didn’t I Sister Xia? Didn’t embarrass you, right?"

"Not bad, my nurturing wasn’t in vain," Qiao Bixia laughed, "I’ll name you the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo."

"Eh, that’s passable," Liu Xin chuckled foolishly.

Elsewhere, Jiang Qinghua, supporting Li Zheng, headed to the edge of the court.

"How’s your nose?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"It’s fine," Li Zheng tapped the cotton stuffed at the tip of his nose, "Lin Yujing was pretty quick-witted, sending this over in time."

Jiang Qinghua instantly let go, transitioning seamlessly.

"Hey hey hey!" Li Zheng nearly toppled to the ground.

"Walk on your own, be strong," Jiang Qinghua said, moving away with an air of cold indifference.

But Li Zheng caught up and leaned on his shoulder, limping forward, "Let’s not talk about the game, you contributed a lot, and thanks for everything else."

"What?"

"Pressuring the referee, very effective," Li Zheng turned his head towards Teacher Wang, who was packing up, "When you rushed up to stand up for me and pressured the referee into ejecting Ling Shijie, we could win—truly, Coach Jiang knows too many tricks."

"Ah, that... hehe..." Jiang Qinghua scratched his head and chuckled foolishly, "Couldn’t help it, just the benefits of experience."

"Tactical fouling was pretty brilliant too."

"Eh, still not as accurate as your shooting."

Amidst the cheers, the two praised each other’s dirty work on their way back to victory, with the actual dirty work quickly stepping forward to offer them drinks and towels.

"You’re all heroes," Tang Zhifei pumped his fist, "The teacher and the girls have agreed, you’re exempt from chores for a week, need to properly recover."

"Uh, Teacher Tang..." Jiang Qinghua sheepishly scratched his head, "About that incident, I was wrong… It felt like a trivial matter at the time, just fooling around, but on reflection, big problems often start from small antics, I deeply regret it."

"That’s in the past now," Tang Zhifei then turned to Li Zheng, "Can you go to the infirmary now?"

"It’s really not serious anymore," Li Zheng nodded, "I should get back to my noon self-study."

"If you study again, I’ll beat you up, come with me!" Tang Zhifei helped Li Zheng towards the teaching building.

Li Zheng didn’t dare resist any further.

Physical beatings, as a man, I’m not afraid.

But chemical weapons now, those are scary.

…

Arriving at the infirmary, the school nurse quickly examined him, noting that his nose wasn’t crooked, likely only a blood vessel in the mucous membrane had burst. If the bleeding could be stopped quickly, it should not be a big issue, but it was still best to go to the hospital for an X-ray.

It was an utterly unsurprising and meaningless diagnosis.

After leaving the infirmary, Tang Zhifei still wanted to take Li Zheng to the hospital.

But Li Zheng insisted that it would be fine once Old Li felt it at home.

Tang Zhifei reluctantly agreed and then helped Li Zheng back to the classroom by propping his arm under Li Zheng’s armpit.

Li Zheng felt very uncomfortable being supported by Tang Zhifei like this.

Especially his arm, he always tried to retract it forcefully, afraid of accidentally touching somewhere.

However, Tang Zhifei didn’t feel there was anything wrong and kept praising Li Zheng all along the way.

"I really didn’t expect it, but in the end, it was you who saved our class."

"Even the teacher was charmed by you."

"You didn’t see it just now, all the classmates were hugging each other."

"Joining forces, united as one!"

"No problem, our class has no problem!"

"You really did a huge favor for the teacher."

Tang Zhifei muttered excitedly for quite some time before realizing that Li Zheng had been silent the whole time.

"Do you need the teacher to do anything for you?"

"You can... just let go, it’s mainly my right calf that hurts, I can hop back by myself," Li Zheng answered.

"No way," Tang Zhifei said sternly, "you are now an object of primary protection, you can’t strain your other leg either."

"..."

Although that was the case, Tang Zhifei seemed to realize she was getting a bit too close to the student, slightly turned her head away, and felt too embarrassed to speak again.

The scene fell into awkwardness.

Li Zheng knew that he had killed the conversation dead.

In the past, he wouldn’t have noticed something like this.

After all, besides studying, nothing else mattered.

But now, he was a person who had to develop in all aspects, someone who needed to relax everywhere.

To fit in, he should take the initiative, practice his conversational skills.

He naturally thought of his previous successful experience as a salesperson.

Women, quite simple.

Find some topics they like and just keep praising them in various ways.

He walked forward, limping with his head down.

He soon found a breakthrough.

"Teacher Tang," Li Zheng’s eyes widened as he excitedly complimented, "Nice new shoes, they really suit your foot shape."

"..." Tang Zhifei’s face contorted.

Are we never getting over this hurdle??

She had the urge to silence him.

Next.

Neither of them spoke a word.

...

Back at the classroom door, Tang Zhifei finally let go of Li Zheng.

Li Zheng, leaning on the wall, said good-bye in a friendly manner, while Tang Zhifei just gave a cold reply and then stormed off in a huff.

Alas.

Women, truly complicated.

Li Zheng hopped on one leg to the classroom door, leaning on the wall, and before he entered, he could already feel the warm atmosphere.

"Just that bunch from Class 2, all their tricks are sneaky, we got tricked last year, and almost got tricked again this year."

"If you ask me, Ling Shijie should have been expelled."

"Exactly, exactly, a black sheep."

"So what if he knows a few people, acting all high and mighty."

"Qinghua, that hit you gave him on the field was so satisfying."

"Li Zheng was awesome too, fighting bravely."

"We won, we won, this year’s champions for sure!"

Li Zheng felt quite emotional.

The class that had been scattered for over a year had finally come together.

He was just about to enter when someone tapped him on the back.

"That, your leg must be really sore, right..."

It was Xu Mengxi’s voice.

"It’s alright, it’s alright," Li Zheng turned and smiled, "You and Sister Xia worked hard too."

"What do you mean alright, you’re limping…" Xu Mengxi, looking down, presented two steaming brown bear towels, "Take these... apply them, it won’t be too sore, and you should feel better by tomorrow."

Li Zheng took the towels blankly, pausing for a moment.

Then he had a realization.

"I understand," he nodded vigorously, "Muscle soreness stems from lactic acid produced during exercise; applying a hot towel can speed up blood circulation, quickly remove lactic acid, and reduce soreness and damage."

"…Yes… I suppose so…" Xu Mengxi didn’t quite know what else to say.

"As expected of Teacher Mengxi, applying knowledge," Li Zheng said, holding the towel, "I will return it to you after school."

"No need… just keep it and use it…" Xu Mengxi waved her hands hastily and fled.

Li Zheng then noticed, around the corner of the hallway, a group of senior girls were peeking in. They all started giggling upon seeing this, and it took Xu Mengxi quite a while to push them away.

Li Zheng smiled slightly.

These puppies must have been scared by the sight of a fierce man.