Here Comes The Immortal Swordsman Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Beichen's Humility

It was too late to turn on the mobile phone APPs now.

He wanted to consult Chu Hen, but was told that the prizes must be chosen by himself, and that no one could give any advice.

He simply took a chance.

Lin Beichen stopped thinking and directly selected Formless Sword Body and Rejuvenator Powder.

After all, these two were placed foremost, respectively.

But the next moment, he knew that he seemed to have made the wrong choice.

Because Chu Hen, Li Qingxuan, Ding Sans.h.i.+, and other teachers opened their eyes wide in an instant, staring at Lin Beichen as if he was a fool lacking judgment.

s.h.i.+t!

He chose the wrong things.

What should he do next?

It seemed that there was a rule that he must not regret it if he made his choice.

“Alas…”

In the extremely embarra.s.sing occasion, a good idea occurred to Lin Beichen's mind, and he smiled calmly.

“I can understand why you're surprised, but I've already been very strong now. The better things are naturally for the other three students who are not strong enough so that they can improve their strength in a short time, try to win in the qualifying match of Talent Battle and become the candidates for the Talent Battle. After all, compared with my personal gains, the Third College's glory matters most.”

He explained it seriously.

Just after he finished speaking, a weirder thing happened.

The dark clouds that had blocked the sunlight suddenly cracked without any signs, just revealing half of the sun.

The golden sunlight shone from the gap between the clouds, and seemed to be a beam of light just falling on Lin Beichen's body so that he was covered with a layer of bright, golden light.

At this moment, Lin Beichen seemed to be glowing.

Around Lin Beichen was a sacred and solemn atmosphere.

Chu Hen froze.

He felt that his heart was touched fiercely.

Look, what a great young man he was!

How pure, simple and broad-minded he was!

This might be his true colors.

Li Qingxuan also looked at Lin Beichen gently.

Only Ding Sans.h.i.+ still doubted it.

He knew that Lin Beichen was not a kind man.

There must be something wrong.

In short, this young man seemed to be playing some tricks.

The grade dean Chu Hen was deeply moved and sincerely said, “You're so great and generous, choosing the worst combat skill and also the worst potion. But I cannot make the best-talented student in Grade Two suffer from injustice. So, you can put forward other requirements. As long as I can do it by using my power, I will try my best to satisfy you.”

Lin Beichen was startled.

Eh?

It seemed that he could obtain other awards.

How about asking for money?

It seemed unrealistic.

What did he need most now?

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, saying, “Dean Chu, to be honest, currently, I don't have a roof over my head, and I'm even short of food. I don't ask for much. It would be very nice if you could lend me a room in the college, so that I could have a place to live.”

Living in a tent was hard for him especially when it rained.

Chu Hen laughed and said, “Of course, there is no problem with this kind of trivial matter. Well, now I can decide to allow you to temporarily live in the Bamboo House on the east side of the Practice Court for Grade Two. As long as you are still in the Third College, you can live there all the time.”

Lin Beichen slowly widened his eyes.

Did he hear it wrong?

Bamboo House?

That was… Well, a single villa, in the words on the Earth.

Next to the forest where Lin Beichen's tent stood these days, surrounded by a specially planted green bamboos, there were ten separate small houses, each of which was equipped with a courtyard and named after orchids, bamboos, plums, chrysanthemums, and other plants.

It was said that these places were used to entertain the respected guests, or to temporarily accommodate some high-profile figures in the college, heavily guarded, quiet and safe.

Even in the entire Cloudy Dream City, they were considered high-end residences.

The grade dean was really generous to immediately lend him a villa.

Although he could only live there instead of owing the house, Chu Hen was very sincere and generous.

“Thank you, Dean Chu.”

Lin Beichen agreed on the spot, fearing that Chu Hen would regret it.

Chu Hen was greatly touched by Lin Beichen's n.o.bility and generosity, and said with a smile, “Currently, such a young man as you has been already rarely seen. I used to have prejudices against you, but I have changed my opinions on you. Well, you guy, work hard. If you have any difficulties or requirements in the future, you can come directly to me.”

Big man's favorability: +100.

Lin Beichen seemed to see the value of Chu Hen's favorability for him shockingly increasing on Chu Hen's head.

He did not expect that he could harvest such a perfect result by chance.

Compared with being favored by the grade dean Chu Hen, it seemed that the wrong choice of combat skills and potions was not a loss at all.

Ding Sans.h.i.+ was stunned aside.

He had known it!

He ridiculed to himself wildly in his heart.

This little guy was really tricky.

He deliberately chose the two worst prizes, which seemed to be a loss, but in a flash, the grade dean favored him because of Lin Beichen's words.

That man was the grade dean.

The grade dean had great powers, only second to the princ.i.p.als.

Moreover, Ling Taixu, the princ.i.p.al of the Third College, had been lingering in the brothels and bars and playing with women all the time. He had no intention to manage the school affairs which were actually decided by the three grade deans themselves.

In Grade Two, Chu Hen was definitely a dictator.

Having Chu Hen as his backing, Lin Beichen could basically have an easy time in the Third College in the future.

It was also a shock to those who shouted at the school gate and wanted to cut off Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen's words and deeds just now were really impressive.

Ding Sans.h.i.+ really admired Lin Beichen.

After that, Mu Xinyue, Wu Xiaofang, and Yue Hongxiang selected the prizes one after another.

The Midyear Compet.i.tion of the Third College had completely ended.

There was only one winner among the students in Grade Two.

That was Lin Beichen.

The remaining three people, if in the past compet.i.tions, would definitely attract a lot of attention.

After all, they were very excellent.

But in this compet.i.tion, all the glory of the Grade Two was captured by Lin Beichen alone.

Especially Wu Xiaofang and Mu Xinyue.

The former went for wool and came home shorn. Although he was born in a rich family, losing twenty gold coins was definitely a big loss. The latter not only lost an opportunity to make a great coup, but also missed the chance of skipping to the Grade Three because of failing to win the first place.

They would never forget the great loss they suffered.

Of course, it did not matter to Lin Beichen.

When Lin Beichen got the reward of fifty gold coins, he felt as if he were stepping on the cloud, and about to float up.

“Ah, I'm floating.”

He shouted in his heart.