C27

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

Xia Yuntian had already woken up, and the condition of his injuries had slowly turned better.

During this time, Long Junxuan and Ye Fei came over to visit a few times, and brought along fruits and other nutritious items.

These few days, the two of them had been using all their connections to investigate and did not manage to find out the identity of the people who took action against Xia Yuntian.

Although he strongly suspected that it was Yunhai's motive, he was not completely sure due to the lack of evidence.

Furthermore, Xia Yuntian himself did not know why, but that group of people had arrived too suddenly, and their actions were too quick and violent.

The police had come a few times to make statements, but for the time being they had not solved the problem.

As the time for the Battle Mecha exam got closer, Xia Mang could only calm his mind and make his final attempt.

Life in the third class was considered relatively peaceful, so Zhou Chengyun did not come to look for him again. Bai Ke also did not throw over a small shoe like how Ye Zhongliang did from time to time. Compared to the Special classes, this place was like a paradise.

If they made any movements, they would be threatened by the latter in all seriousness, but luckily, it was still within their range of tolerance.

Xia Mang also realized that Zhou Chengjun was actually a very talented young man.

He would often compose his own music and write his own song. In any case, his focus was not on studying. Cough, cough, he had gone too far.

However, occasionally hearing him hum, the melody was indeed very beautiful.

Xia Mang himself lacked artistic bacteria. On the contrary, he admired this kind of genius who possessed artistic bacteria.

Today, he finished his meal and returned to his classroom as usual. Just as he sat down, he suddenly heard Zhou Chengyun's light humming next to him.

Compared to before, it was still really beautiful. However, as he listened, Xia Mang discovered that he had unknowingly been brought into the concept of a song, and following that, his entire soul gave birth to a strange resonance.

"It's so nice to listen to."

He couldn't help but exclaim, "Whose song is this?"

Zhou Chengjun's chanting suddenly stopped, he turned around and looked at him: "What did you say?"

"Huh?"

Xia Mang was shocked, and awkwardly laughed: "Sorry, your singing just now was too good, I couldn't help but exclaim, I immediately quieten down and promise not to speak anymore."

As he spoke, he took out the book.

Zhou Chengjun continued to look at him, and only after a long while did he speak again: "Are you sincere?"

"Huh?"

Hearing his question, Xia Mang subconsciously raised his head.

"I say, when you said my song was nice, are you serious?"

Zhou Chengjun rarely repeated himself.

"Of course."

Xia Mang vigorously nodded his head, "Just now, I felt as if I was running freely and freely on the Great Prairie. The sky above my head was dark blue, and below my feet was a flow of green desire. "It's simply too beautiful."

"Fine."

Zhou Chengjun calmly replied, and then turned his head back again.

Seeing that, Xia Mang also entered into his own state of learning, but he did not know that the person beside him, who was looking at his notebook, had tears trickling down his cheeks. At this time, Bai Ke suddenly appeared in the classroom, and walked straight to Xia Mang's side, "Come out with me for a while."

"Huh?"

The latter, who had just entered a learning state, looked up in puzzlement.

"There are some policemen who want to know more about you."

Bai Ke said softly.

"Oh, okay."

Xia Mang stood up and followed him to the office.

Different from Ye Zhongliang, the normal class teacher's office was with the other teachers. However, the room was rather large, with only around ten desks placed in the room with a space of a few hundred square meters. It looked relatively empty, and a few uniformed police officers were sitting near Bai Ke's desk, whispering and talking to each other.

Upon seeing this, the other teachers were also curious.

Coincidentally, when Bai Ke led Xia Mang in pushing open the door, everyone's gaze fell on the latter, and wondered if this student who was so famous in the academy recently caused some sort of trouble.

"Comrades, Xia Mang is here."

Bai Ke did not mind, he only greeted his, then smiled and stood to the side.

One of the middle-aged male police officers extended his hand out, "Hello, Xia Mang. I am Li Song from the Emerald Lake Road's Public Security Bureau."

He showed his work card.

"Hello, Uncle Police."

Xia Mang also shook hands with him, and upon hearing him call his by that, Li Song laughed, then said with a stern face: "Actually, the reason we came was mainly to ask you about the case that happened in Hengying Group a few days ago. According to the records we made previously, the one who was injured was your father, right?"

"Right."

Xia Mang nodded, it was good that he did not mention this, but when this matter was mentioned, he immediately became angry.

Even this simple word was filled with anger.

"Don't be too excited, we can understand your feelings, but this case has made a new breakthrough recently and we're here to get some information from you."

The speaker was a policewoman with an electronic notebook.

Hearing this, Xia Mang nodded his head, "Big sister and uncle police officers, please do not hesitate to ask. I will tell you everything I know."

"Alright."

Li Song said: "A few days ago, did you and Black Tiger Gang have a conflict?"

"Black Tiger Gang?"

Xia Mang was startled by these words, and then said angrily: "Could it be that it was them who did this?"

"Don't get excited yet."

Seeing that the child's emotions were out of control every now and then, Li Song quickly comforted him.

"Oh, oh, sorry."

Xia Mang took a few deep breaths and slightly relaxed.

"The reason we came here, was mainly to ask you what caused the conflict between you and the Black Tiger Gang."

Li Song asked again.

Thus, Xia Mang told Yun Hai about everything that he could think of to fully display his memory and his ability to organize his things. He really didn't hold anything back.

The beauty shorthand writer beside him quickly used an electronic notebook to record the information.

"In other words, the main reason for your conflict with Black Tiger Gang is because Yun Hai spent so much money to hire people, right?"

Li Song had a rough understanding of the situation.

Xia Mang nodded his head: "Yes, Uncle Police, can you reveal a little to me now, is this matter related to the Black Tiger Gang?"

After Li Song heard it, he replied seriously, ", we have to be responsible for this case, so we don't have any conclusive evidence right now. We can't make any conclusions, so please wait a bit longer, and give us some time, okay?"

"Alright, alright. Thank you uncle police officer."

Xia Mang promised repeatedly.

"My identity chip ID is ahs990xxxxxx. Take note, if there are any new situations, you can report to me at any time."

After finishing his work, Li Song brought along a few policemen and left. After Bai Ke sent them off, he returned and said to Xia Mang: "Xia Mang, I never thought that your family members would be in such a predicament. As the homeroom teacher, I didn't manage to understand the situation and came over in time to offer my condolences.

His courteous appearance was in stark contrast to the sarcastic Ye Zhongliang, and this moved Xia Mang considerably. He quickly waved his hand, "Teacher Bai, you're too …"

For a moment, he was actually a bit speechless.

Bai Ke sighed: "Student Xia Mang, actually, I have some understanding of your previous situation in Special classes, and Professor Ye has also greeted me, but my views are a little different from his. I think that every student has his own special talent, and I think your special talent should be a Battle Mecha."

"Ugh."

Xia Mang was startled, he did not think that this form teacher, who they had not known each other for long, would actually be able to understand what he was good at.

"Haha, you're very strange, aren't you?"

Bai Ke laughed, "It's actually very simple. Ever since you came to our class, I have been paying careful attention to you, and discovered that you have been reading your books on mecha discipline everyday. Your dream should be to become a mecha master, right?"

"Yes, my dream is to be a mecha pilot."

Xia Mang replied seriously.

"Mm. To tell you the truth, my goal before entering school was to be a mecha pilot as well. It's a pity I didn't pass the test when I didn't have the talent."

Bai Ke laughed self-deprecatingly, then looked at the student in front of him with a stern look: "However, if I can bring out a student who is a Mecha Master, then that would be too wonderful., did you sign up to participate in the Beginner Mecha Pilot examination a few days later?"

Hearing this, Xia Mang was indeed somewhat shocked.

This was the first time he'd ever heard someone take the initiative to ask him about the mecha pilot exam.

You have to understand that back then, even Long Junxuan and the others were quite frightened when they knew that he was going to take the examination this time around.

No one would think that a student, especially a high school student, would be able to pass a test that would be difficult for many adults.

However, Bai Ke took the initiative to ask around, proving that he felt that there was hope in his heart.

With this trust, Xia Mang felt like he had been acknowledged. He immediately nodded his head: "Teacher Bai, I have indeed registered to participate."

"Haha, good, then I wish you success!"

Bai Ke was very happy, he then said: "But I do have a presumptuous request."

Xia Mang said: "Please speak, Teacher Bai."

Bai Ke looked troubled: "I know that this request might be a bit unreasonable, but actually this time, the head of the Education Bureau called me and told you to return to Special classes."

Xia Mang nodded his head: "I know, but I think the atmosphere in the third class is better, so I want to quietly study here for a while."

Bai Ke nodded his head: "Yes, that's why I want to ask for your help. It's when we go back, can you advise me to go to the Special classes?"

"Huh?"

Xia Mang was confused, "What do you mean?"

Bai Ke coughed awkwardly: "In other words, I want to be the teacher in charge of Special classes."

"The teacher in charge of the Special classes's class?"

Even if Xia Mang was shocked in his heart, he still controlled his voice and said: "Teacher Bai, I do not have the ability to decide who should be appointed or removed by the school."

"Yes, I believe a high school student's Beginner Mecha Pilot is enough to change the school's decision."

Seeing that the words were clear, Bai Ke did not try to hide his feelings anymore.

"But …" That's not good. "

Xia Mang still did not understand.

Bai Ke said: "Actually, I want to return to Special classes because I want to seek justice for teacher."

"Fair?"

Hearing that, Xia Mang was even more confused.