TMH:RID.

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Chapter 491: Shocking News: All Bigshots Have Gathered At No.1 High School In Yu City – 3

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fu Zhi walked out of the classroom with her phone in her hand and made a call through WeChat.

The call was soon picked up, and the moment she put her earphones on, a myriad of worried voices blared out.

"Did she get hacked?"

"I thought she had already forgotten about us!"

"Why isn't she speaking? I'm sure someone must have hacked into her phone!"

"But isn't she a hacker herself?"

"Well, it's not impossible for her to lose her touch sometimes, right?"

"Master? Are you there? If you're there, can you say something?"

"Shush, come one by one. Don't all talk at once," Fu Zhi said. She was in the restroom washing her hands right now.

The group fell silent. Then, after what felt like a century, Bai Ji's excited voice rang out. "Master, did you finally remember the password to your WeChat ID?"

While he was talking, there was a hint of sadness in his voice. "You've been ignoring me ever since I helped you settle the matter in the QQ group. Do you know how long it has been since the last time you gave us a lecture? It has been 3 years and 3 months!"

Fu Zhi turned off the tap and giggled. "It has been more than 3 years already?"

"Yes!" Bai Ji replied. "What are you doing in Yu City? Are you working on some kind of secret project? You should've told us so that we could lend you a hand."

"Nope. There's no secret project," Fu Zhi said. "I'm just attending school here and preparing to take on the college entrance examination."

Bai Ji was speechless.

'Hah. What a funny joke.'

Bai Ji did not know why but he felt like a maxed-level character wasting his or her time killing slime in the novice village.

"We won't force you if you don't want to tell us," Bai Ji said after he came around to his senses. "Anyway, what do you want us to do for you?"

"About that..." Fu Zhi said. She had already come out of the restroom, and as she walked down the corridor, she added calmly, "Tell He Ming and Chen Xin to pack their stuff and come to Yu City. The final examination is around the corner, and I need them to teach my classmates."

*

By the time Fu Zhi returned to her class, Song Fang, who had already recovered, was guiding the students in the class through organizing their notes for different subjects.

Self-help was always better than receiving help from other people. That was Song Fang's motto. Besides, there was a solution to every problem, so all they had to do was keep on trying.

The class session soon ended, and it was time for them to go home.

After Zhou Zihuai finished teaching his friends about a certain Physics question, he approached Fu Zhi with an exercise book in his hand and said, "Based on my observation, our class's weakest subject is Mathematics. I can score about 138 in a normal examination, but I've never scored more than 130 in the final examinations."

Fu Zhi was rummaging through the books in her drawer. There was a lot of stuff in her drawer, and most of it was just rubbish and whatnot.

When she heard Zhou Zihuai's voice, she threw a badge aside and replied, "Are the math questions of the final exams that difficult?"