Prestigious Prestige.

Cheng Academy: it is a prestigious school for prestigious children of prestigious people of prestigious houses. It was a school of prestige; last year, a commoner dared to enter the school.

He only came in thanks to some luck and a 'scholarship' program the school recently started.

Today, we go to our protagonist, Jia Pangzi.

Last night, this cruel bastard hired some of that scholarship student's 'friends' to send him off to a brothel. Of course, he would be drugged prior to their visit. Then, he had some disease ridden prostitute service the scholarship student.

"JIA PANGZI!" came a deafening scream.

"what do you want, senile fool?" asked 'Jia Pangzi'. "and before you tell me to stay awake in class, shouldn't you make sure you teach something that doesn't put me to sleep in the first place."

"kh—

"just look at that moldy Bean over there." he said, pointing at the scholarship student. "even he's sleeping, but he's the best in the generation with money."

"but this isn't finance?"

"well at least the other teachers can stop us from falling asleep."

"JIA PANG... zi... today is the last time I TAKE A BEATING FROM YOU! I QUIT! Have a great life! Fuck you! Go die!"

What an accomplishment. I made a teacher quit his job. Honestly, now that I think about it, I barely did anything, and I even took two years to get this far... I feel like a failure...

Even my other scheme seems to have failed? That whore definitely had a grade 3 disease. Unless the scholarship student is a monster, like brother blonde, he couldn't possibly have gotten out, unharmed.

We continued classes, like usual. Everyone seemed completely unbothered and unfazed by the fact that I made someone at the level of an imperial scholar quit job, and give up his civil servant's salary.

Just shows how spoilt these prestigious brats are. Not even imperial scholars seem to matter, in their eyes.

The subjects we learnt were the same as any other school for nobles. The only difference was the difficulty in subjects. You'd expect our school to have harder subjects and higher standards, but a 'genius' full 'A' report student only has intermediate mastery over the five compulsory etiquettes. The five compulsory etiquettes are horse riding, calligraphy, mathematics, dancing, and music. At least a basic proficiency was needed to be considered successful.

As an extra subject for overachievers and people who want brownie points, the option of war, diplomacy, government and economy was there, but it was usually the poorer or richer nobles, among those that can afford the school fees, that went for these subjects. There are also other subjects like archery, hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship, as well as swimming; etc...

Pangzi, despite being on the richer side only took the mandatory five subjects, but achieved a master level proficiency in horse riding and mathematics, and an advanced level proficiency in calligraphy. As for music and dancing, he sucked at it.

Not because he didn't bother, but because he was talentless when it came to that aspect of etiquette. Of course, he still achieved the bare minimum of basic level proficiency in those two subjects.

Each class was around an hour long, so the people taking the extra subjects had to wait longer than everyone else. Meaning if you want friends, don't take extra subjects. Pangzi chose the friend route; he had no friends, even after two years of perfect attendance.

The last subject for Pangzi was mathematics. It was his favorite subject. Not because he had a master level proficiency in it, but because it was the one thing he was naturally talented at, and better than everyone else at.

The horse riding 'talent' was only due to his father's training. And if he were to take swordsmanship as an extra subject, he would undoubtedly have a master level proficiency in it. It would also be the same with archery and hand-to-hand combat, as well as other martial art variants.

It was the final subject, and as usual, nothing interesting happened. As always, the teacher explained everything very slowly, and took what felt to be decades in discussing simple answers. It was a problem with his peers, he knew; he tried to ignore it.

At the end, after the teacher left, someone started talking very loudly.

"Da Xiong Qian, look what you've done!"

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"DA XIONG QIAN, YOU PERVERT!" screamed the same person.

The Da Xiong Qian person seemed to be staring at that woman's chest. I guess he really is a pervert.

"hit me more, my Goddess." he said, in an odd tone.

Yeah... a very big pervert, indeed. Sometimes I wonder what kind of family raises mutts like... wait, isn't that... ah, so it's just the scholarship student. No wonder, haha.

"hey, bitch. I'm tired right now, so can you stop hitting me? Come back later when I can tolerate you again." he said coldly.

Well, things are going fast, is all I'm gonna say, but... maybe he isn't that bad? If anything, I'm quite intrigued, myself.

"wh-what? Da Xiong Wian, are y-you ok-okay?"

*clapping*

"absolutely beautiful. Da Xiong Qian, was your name? Come with my to my family mansion. I will treat you with a lot of love~" I said in a half-seductive way, as I walked closer to him.

"yes, my handsome God! I will follow you to the ends of the world!" he said, immediately standing up.

He stared at me for a long time, as if he were thinking deep about something.

"oh, sorry, handsome brother God. I just realized, you look like Jia Pangzi. And anyone who looks like that will haunt me forever, y'know? If you want, we can go get some stinky tofu and bother my neighbours?"

I sighed very loudly: "ok, sure. Let's go, spineless bastard."

"a nickname? I've never gotten one before... what characters do you use and what does it mean? By the way, I'll call you smart and handsome brother, okay? It uses the characters for satoshi, bright, smart and gas. It suits you very well, doesn't it?"

"yes, but what is this satoshi?" I asked, annoyed.

"oh, I don't know. Ask someone who knows." he said, shrugging his shoulders.