Chapter 5: Linghu Chong I

  And let Guo Jing and Huang Rong continue to cultivate their feelings, we know this will take a very long time. Absolutely do not believe what some angry youth says, the difficulty of getting a girl into bed is completely different from making a girl thoroughly fall in love with you, the former is probably the difficulty of 7-8 years of imprisonment - Ou Yangke from law school is very familiar with this and can explain it to everyone, while the latter is life imprisonment.

  Let's take a look at the angry youth who once wrote a brilliant chapter in the history of our university.

  Linghu Cong was not so angry at first, except for occasionally making sarcastic comments about the Song Dynasty government officials during high school, which scared his teacher's heart racing. He didn't think that everyone in the world was corrupt and he was the only one who was clean. However, on the first day of school, he was caught by the school police team led by Hou Tonghai. This incident had a profound impact on Linghu Cong's self-esteem. At that time, Hou Tonghai didn't have much time to carefully sentence Linghu Cong, and when Huang Rong was around, most of his attention was focused on looking at her. After Huang Rong left, Hou Tonghai began to think about how to deal with Linghu Cong. Based on Huang Rong's beautiful face and figure, Hou Tonghai came to a conclusion after patting his head. He then said to Linghu Cong in a serious tone: "Young people making mistakes like this is inevitable, but you can't bully female students while also bullying minority classmates, right?"

  Linghu Cong immediately fainted. The scene that came to his mind was himself grinning and trampling Guo Jing's head, while wildly using the Luoshan claw on Huang Rong, with a fiery flame representing the devil rising behind him. Alternatively, we can replace Linghu Cong, Huang Rong, and Guo Jing with the three words "cruel landlord", "commoner woman" and "laboring people".

  Moreover, it was later discovered by Linghu Chong that the actual situation was completely opposite to what Hou Tonghai had imagined. Since Huang Rong became Guo Jing's girlfriend, they often sat on Linghu Chong's bed together for meals. This greatly disrupted Linghu Chong's habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, as Huang Rong would often punch him through the quilt with her fist and say: "Linghu Chong, don't sleep, we have nowhere to sit!" Linghu Chong felt very oppressed, but since he was after all a man one and a half years older than Huang Rong, he didn't dare say anything.

  Linghu Chong, who was detained by Hou Tonghai for a full five hours before being released, originally had an unrelenting hatred towards Guo Jing. However, after entering the dormitory, he discovered that Guo Jing did chores twice a week and often led Duan Yu in cleaning up. As a result, Linghu Chong couldn't muster up much anger. Later, when Linghu Chong caught a cold, Guo Jing kindly helped him with his chores for two days. From then on, in Linghu Chong's eyes, which were as sharp as 500 degrees, Guo Jing was undoubtedly the model for all young people.

  So in the end, Linghu Chong couldn't bring himself to resent Guo Jing. He thought deeply and carefully, and decided that it was all Hou Tonghai's problem as the head of the school security team. The reason why the school security team was so poorly qualified and often bullied students was because the school leaders were too incompetent. And the incompetence of the school leaders was due to systemic problems. Just like this, Linghu Chong suddenly felt a surge of heroic spirit and anger in his heart, vowing to become a pioneer in reforming the school system.

  Yang Kang had been watching Linghu Chong staring out the window and clenching his fists for some time, but he didn't know that Linghu Chong was planning to make a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. He just said to Guo Jing: "Look at Linghu Chong, he seems to have a bit of the Monkey King's spirit..."

  After the pain subsided, Linghu Cong discovered that he was facing a small problem. Firstly, although Linghu Cong had read many books, he was not some kind of authority figure, and he also didn't have any confidence to use Nietzsche's Superman philosophy to persuade Hou Tonghai. Secondly, at that time, the world was at peace, and it wasn't possible to stage a coup like Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin did in the past, seizing power by force. Within the school, apart from Linghu Cong himself, the only unstable elements were the migrant worker brothers who worked on the construction site of the science building, and Linghu Cong also didn't have confidence that he could persuade them to stand together with him on the same front line to reform the school system.

  So in the chaotic world of Dreaming of Jianghu where heroes rise and fall, Linghu Chong decided to first do something to prove his own abilities.

  In the courtyard of the University of Bian, it's not easy to show off. Unlike the Song Dynasty University next door, there are no traffic lights on campus, so Linghu Cong didn't have the opportunity to help an old lady cross the road. And helping female students move textbooks, a kind of hard labor, was usually quietly done by other male students, and Linghu Cong never got a chance to grab such an opportunity. When moving wooden boards into the dormitory to build bookshelves, Linghu Cong even found that he couldn't even push a tricycle as well as Yang Kang, which made him feel extremely depressed.

  So Linghu Cong found that he had to first put himself in a position where he could show his face, such as the Minister of Student Union Organization Department. Because Linghu Cong's physical education was always failing, he was not good at any recreational activities, and was not even a member of the team... So Linghu Cong thought that the title of Minister of Organization Department was more suitable for him.

  It's a pity that the fallen flowers have intention, but the flowing water is ruthless. In vain, Linghu Chong and the class director had been together for three to five times, almost, and threw countless charming eyes, but the class director still didn't see the hot blood and sincerity of this promising young man.

  Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were ultimately for the blind to see, and Linghu Cong himself began to doubt whether he was the material for that position. Every student in Bin Da is a hero, packing the best people from all over the country into this small courtyard in the suburbs of the capital. As soon as Linghu Cong entered school, he found that there were three brothers with sports talents in his class, two provincial champions in liberal arts, and a student who claimed to be a famous writer Fan Zhongyan and a member of the National Writers Association, while Linghu Cong himself had nothing to boast about except barely scoring enough points to get into Bin Da University, which made him feel even more ashamed.

  Linghu Cong is still Linghu Cong after all, and even if the duck dies, its mouth will remain hard. He decided to have a straightforward conversation with the grade director once and for all, and if it didn't work out, he would thoroughly give up on this idea.

  Linghu Cong had not yet mustered up the courage to go to the grade director to recommend himself, when Student Council President Qiao Feng came knocking on his door.

  Qiao Feng came with Xiao Chao, Qiao Feng said: "Haha haha, Linghu Cong? Looking for you about something."

  Linghu Chong was eating Qiao Feng's stir-fry with a mixture of surprise and unease, feeling like Little Red Riding Hood being stared at by the Big Bad Wolf. He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine as he wondered what Qiao Feng had planned for him. As the saying goes, "No one offers kindness without ulterior motives," and Qiao Feng, who was always tinkering with computers on campus, must be wealthier than him. Moreover, Linghu Chong didn't fit the description of being "wicked".

  "Hey, I have a favor to ask of you..." Qiao Feng said with a forced smile.

  Linghu Chong's voice trembled: "What happened?"

  "Your class lacks a monitor," Qiao Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, "the grade director asked me to take care of it, but honestly, I couldn't find anyone, so you help me out!"

  "This..." Linghu Chong scratched his head.

  Qiao Feng furrowed his brow, his face filled with distress. He was so anxious that he almost squeezed out a few tears from his eyes. He was on the verge of performing three bows and nine kowtows to Linghu Chong: "Brother, help me out, just for this year, I promise to find someone to replace you next year. Being the class leader is just a formality, if you don't want to do anything, there's absolutely nothing to do, just muddle through and it'll pass. Alas, that Level Director is purely oppressing the working class, rushing me so much my head is about to explode! It's like being in scorching water and raging fire, you won't abandon me to death, will you?"

  In front of Qiao Feng's bitter and resentful face, Linghu Chong finally couldn't bear to refuse.

  Linghu Cong is a man with ambitions higher than the sky. Although there are many people in the Bianjing University campus who have ambitions higher than the sky, Linghu Cong's ambitions are especially lofty. He truly believes that if he were to take charge of the Ministry of Rites in the Song Dynasty, it would immediately flourish, surpassing the Jin Dynasty in ten years and destroying Mongolia in thirty years. As for Western Xia and Uyghur, if they pay their tribute on time, Lord Linghu might consider sparing them. Therefore, the position of class monitor is somewhat beneath him, and he had originally wanted to "decline politely".

  Unfortunately, it was Qiao Feng who came to ask for his help.

  Linghu Cong would never forget the half day he spent at the Bian Dapai police station, although his mouth was hard, but that was the first time in his life to deal with a place like a prison.

  He and Hou had been vying with each other in a battle of wits and bravery, and after half a day's worth of verbal sparring, he suddenly turned his head. A wave of alarm surged up in Linghu Chong's heart. He suddenly realized that dusk was falling, the sun which had been hidden all day peeking out at dusk, the iron-barred window outside filled with the deep crimson color of sunset. This crimson color was so heavy and somber that it made Linghu Chong feel inexplicably terrified.

  He kept turning his head to look out of the window behind him, watching the vague figures passing by outside, students riding bicycles to the cafeteria after class, those were free people, while there were thick iron bars embedded in the window behind Linghu Chong.

  Hou Tonghai was still talking incessantly, a sense of despair quietly growing in Linghu Cong's heart. He didn't know anyone here, nor did he have anyone to help him, and he hadn't even reported yet, but it seemed that Hou Tonghai had no intention of letting him go. It wasn't easy to get into the University of Bin from afar, and his expected four years of university life might end in just one day? At that time, he was only one step away from the place where he was supposed to report to the International Politics Department, but would the department still accept him?

  All sorts of chaotic thoughts were swirling in his mind, the feeling of helplessness growing stronger and stronger... until a person pushed open the door to the police station office.

  "Hou Director," Leng Feng, a student from the National Politics Department who had just arrived and was handing over cigarettes to Hou Tonghai, said, "I'm here to pick up someone. Our department's teachers have all gone off duty."

  Linghu Cong was stunned, and in the end, it was that senior high school student who helped Guo Jing who came to his rescue.