What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?

It was one o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Yu, having finished his security guard shift, was on his way back to his rented apartment in the suburbs, squeezing onto the subway and bus.

As for why the buses and subways were still packed at one in the morning, it was naturally because one in the morning was the peak of the night shift in Songyang City, with many people commuting to and from work.

After returning home, Zhang Yu first took a shower, then looked at the balance in his account, wondering if he could buy an air conditioner.

After all, a savings of 8300 yuan made him feel much more financially secure this month.

However, the thought that in two weeks it would be the next month and he would have to repay a loan of 15,000 yuan made him frown.

He recalled what Bai Zhenzhen had said.

He murmured in his heart, "The school's contract?"

If signing the contract could give him a large sum of money every month, then he wouldn't have to worry about the loan.

However, Zhang Yu also knew that overthinking was useless. Whether it was his performance in front of the Celestial-Human Martial Arts Diagram or the school's contract, everything ultimately depended on his own talent and strength.

Thinking of this, he took out the nerve-filling agent he had bought at the stationery store at the school gate today and swallowed it.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to circulate the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method, feeling the strands of spiritual energy between heaven and earth pouring into his body.

Although today, for the test of the Celestial-Human Martial Arts Diagram, he had switched the specialization of the Feather Book to the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art, the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method would have to wait 24 hours to switch back before he could continue to improve it quickly.

But anyway, he couldn't practice the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art because his Dao Heart wasn't at level 3 yet, and next he had to prepare for the magic competition to improve his magic power.

Although the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method couldn't be improved quickly today, the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method, which had already reached level 4, could help him effectively increase his magic power.

So, the rest of the night passed in Zhang Yu's silent breathing.

...

The next morning.

As soon as Zhang Yu entered the classroom, he noticed something different from usual.

Normally, most students in Songyang High School focus on their own studies and cultivation every day and don't pay much attention to other ordinary students in the class.

Even two classmates might not say a word to each other for months.

It was as if no one would pay attention to Zhang Yu when he entered the classroom every day.

Only someone like Zhao Tianxing would think about whether his classmates were looking at him when he entered the classroom every day.

But today was different. Zhang Yu could clearly feel that after he entered the classroom, students were secretly sizing him up from time to time.

As soon as Zhang Yu sat down, Zhou Tianyi patted him on the shoulder and said, "The news that you were accepted as a disciple by a Golden Core cultivator has spread in the class."

"It seems that the people who went to the art exhibition with Qian Shen said it in the group chat."

As everyone knows, schools are one of the places in the world where gossip spreads the fastest.

And Songyang High School, as a key high school, has a lot of cultivation pressure, many celibate youths, and everyone has a mobile phone, so the speed of gossip is even faster.

Not to mention text messages, even the photo of Zhang Yu wearing a security guard uniform yesterday has been spread in the group chat.

Zhang Yu smiled when he heard this.

"My deeds have begun to spread in the class? As expected of Songyang speed, then let it continue to spread."

In these days of being forced to cultivate hard every day, it was a rare pleasure for Zhang Yu to feel the attention and discussion of others behind his back about his excellent performance.

But then he curled his lips, thinking of a trouble.

Yesterday, Li Xuelian secretly called him to a small meeting to talk about rejecting him.

This led to the fact that many people present did not know that he had actually been rejected by the Golden Core cultivator, and still thought that, as Li Xuelian said on the spot, he was going to be accepted as a disciple by the Golden Core cultivator.

"It seems pretty stupid if I run to the podium to clarify now."

"Forget it, let them spread it however they want, they should forget about it in a while."

Zhang Yu closed his eyes and continued to circulate the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method, breathing in spiritual energy.

The students' discussions were just a temporary amusement after all.

As planned before, his main purpose now was still to fully improve his magic power and prepare to participate in the city's magic competition.

However, Zhang Yu was called out by the head teacher, Su Haifeng, after only a few breaths.

...

I remember the last time Su Haifeng asked him to talk was on the third day Zhang Yu came to this world.

At that time, he still didn't have a deep enough understanding of Songyang High School and the teachers of Songyang High School.

He even mistakenly thought that Su Haifeng was a good teacher who cared about poor students at first.

But at this moment, outside the classroom, as Zhang Yu followed behind Su Haifeng, he could feel the terrifying pressure of this demonstration class head teacher and grade director.

Wherever Su Haifeng passed, the classroom instantly became silent, and many students trembled.

Qian Shen didn't dare to move and breathed seriously.

Zhao Tianxing, who had just stood up to go to the toilet, quickly sat back and picked up a book to read.

Even Bai Zhenzhen sat upright like a primary school student, staring intently at the textbook in front of her.

Everyone's nerves were tense at this moment, hoping that Su Haifeng's gaze would not fall on them.

This was Su Haifeng, the first-year grade director of Songyang High School, the nightmare in the hearts of countless Songyang students, and the author of the research paper "On the Application Prospects of Electric Shock in High School Teaching."

This was a man who would make a dog read a few pages of a book if it passed by him.

Zhang Yu followed Su Haifeng to the office all the way, watching this demon king smile at him and say, "I heard that True Person Xinghuo wants to accept you as a disciple?"

Zhang Yu didn't plan to deceive the school that he had become a disciple of the Golden Core, after all, the lie of whether or not he was accepted as a disciple could easily be exposed, and then he would be put in a passive position.

So he told the truth, "No, I think True Person Xinghuo's conditions are a bit poor, so I rejected it."

Su Haifeng's mouth twitched when he heard this.

Zhang Yu's family was already poor, and he hadn't given him any gifts for three months since school started. Now that he had finally made a splash, he was actually pretending.

"Is it to raise your own value... for the sake of signing a contract?"

Sure enough, these poor ghosts are prone to swelling.

But in this case, Su Haifeng felt that the contract would probably not be easy to sign later.

"Hmm." After pondering, he took out a document and said, "The school already knows about your performance at the Central Building Art Exhibition."

"Although your grades have declined recently, you have been criticized by the physical education teacher, you are not actively buying medicine, and the collection company has called me, the school still cares about talents and has decided to provide you with some help."

Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed when he heard this.

As expected of the recognized nightmare of Songyang High School, he started with old PUA, didn't he?

Zhang Yu thought of what Bai Zhenzhen had said about the contract and guessed that this might be a prelude to discussing the contract conditions next.

And as he expected, Su Haifeng put the document in front of him and then said, "The school has prepared a student aid contract for you, the conditions are much better than the previous poor student subsidy plan, see if there are any problems."

Zhang Yu took it and glanced at it, and found that after signing this contract, the school would give him 10,000 yuan a month, but the money had to be repaid, but the interest rate was much lower than borrowing.

In addition, it requires him to work in the school's education group for ten years, regardless of whether he is admitted to university or not.

Songyang High School is a high school under the Wanxing Education Group, and the Wanxing Education Group belongs to the Wanfa Sect among the top ten sects.

That is to say, after signing this contract, Zhang Yu will have to work in the Wanxing Education Group for ten years in the future.

In addition, Songyang High School has the right to decide which university and major students should apply for in the process of applying for universities.

"10,000 yuan a month, and you want me to sign this kind of indenture?"

Even if Zhang Yu hadn't seen other students' contracts, he could tell that this contract was a bit disrespectful.

Zhang Yu put down the document and frowned, "Teacher, this treatment is too low, isn't it? I earn 800 yuan an hour as a security guard in the Central Building."

"Can temporary work last?" Su Haifeng first denied it, and then changed the subject, "I know that the treatment of this contract is indeed a bit low, but the school leaders naturally have their reasons for doing so."

"After all, what kind of content is tested in the assessment of the Celestial-Human Martial Arts Diagram at the art exhibition? What are the selection criteria? What is the specific quality of all the candidates? The school does not have first-hand information, so it cannot judge personally, let alone you did not practice the martial arts in it in the end."

"On the contrary, your grades have declined significantly this month."

"The school is ultimately a place that values ​​grades. The evaluation system of 700 points in six subjects is certainly more immortal, more reasonable, and more valued by the school directors than the Celestial-Human Martial Arts Diagram. The contract process cannot escape this point..."

Zhang Yu's brows furrowed even more, only because what Su Haifeng said was not unreasonable.

In Songyang High School, grades are ultimately the first priority.

After all, apart from him, people in the school don't know the specific difficulty and power of the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art, let alone that this martial art has the requirement of level 3 Dao Heart.

And Zhang Yu doesn't have the right to spread the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art, and no one will endorse him to make people believe his remarks about the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art.

Zhang Yu: "I can't accept this contract."

Su Haifeng smiled slightly, thinking that he wanted to increase the price?

He said lightly: "Don't worry, I'm your head teacher after all, I can help you fight for more."

Zhang Yu: "Can it be as high as the conditions you offered to Bai Zhenzhen?"

Su Haifeng didn't answer directly, but laughed first, but the connotation of the laughter was self-evident.

Then he said: "I'm not responsible for Bai Zhenzhen's contract, but I can give you a response. Bai Zhenzhen is the first in the grade with 650 points, how many points do you have?"

Zhang Yu: "Is it true that as long as I get the first place in the grade, everything can be discussed?"

Looking at Zhang Yu's serious face, Su Haifeng smiled and took the contract back: "How much you can test depends on your own ability."

"The contract mainly looks at grades, there can be some fluctuations in the details, but in general, it is only divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D."

"The monthly exam will be in two weeks. If you are not satisfied with the D-level contract, you can wait until your next monthly exam results come out and we will continue to talk."