Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 14 Gu Xintong, the "Witch" Who Isn't a "Witch"

Just as the female students were about to start complaining, they noticed Zhang Qingzhe's back muscles.

Suddenly, the beautiful female students seemed to be silenced by a spell.

Zhang Qingzhe landed lightly on the ground, his forehead slightly damp with sweat.

The muscle lines on his back were clearly visible in the morning light, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

"classmate……"

The senior student leading the race hesitated before speaking, her cheeks flushed slightly from the exercise.

She picked up a sports drink bottle, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the bottle.

"I...I have water here."

Her companions were stunned for a moment, then laughed and shoved her.

Her face flushed red instantly, and her gaze darted nervously into the distance.

"No need, thank you."

Zhang Qingzhe smiled, shook his head, and turned to walk towards the teaching building.

"Hey classmate, classmate, oh dear..." the senior student groaned in disappointment.

Zhang Qingzhe climbed the steps, and with the help of the [Magic Circuit], his breathing quickly calmed down.

Suddenly, someone lightly patted his left shoulder.

Zhang Qingzhe instinctively wanted to turn left, but his senses, enhanced by the [Magic Loop], clearly detected the airflow on his right.

So Zhang Qingzhe turned to the right, and just then his eyes met those of the prankster Wang Dong.

"Wow! Bro, that's a pretty inhuman reaction!"

Wang Dong was so frightened that his hand froze in mid-air.

He was wearing running clothes, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his chest was heaving violently.

"You went for a run? That's rare!" Zhang Qingzhe said with a smile.

"I need to prepare for the apprentice selection process. I need to train my body so I can adapt to the transplanted [magic circuit] as soon as possible."

"Oh! That's good."

Wang Dong wiped his sweat, then suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "How are you feeling right now?"

"I am fine, and you?"

"Sigh! Two [magic loops] have died."

"Huh!? The transplanted [Magic Circuit] can die?"

Zhang Qingzhe frowned slightly.

I feel a little sorry for my old friend losing that 200,000 yuan.

"Isn't that obvious? If there were a 100% survival rate, wouldn't all the rich people be Grand Card Masters?"

Wang Dong shrugged with a wry smile, "I'm lucky that only two of my dogs died."

"What should we do then? You don't have enough for ten anymore."

"The family has mortgaged the car again, and they're planning to transplant two more cars."

"Your family is really going all in."

"There's nothing I can do. If I had a witch sister like you, I'd want to just lie down too."

Zhang Qingzhe shook his head helplessly.

He really didn't understand why having a "witch" sister meant he was automatically considered a kept man.

"You really don't plan to transplant the [Magic Circuit]?" Wang Dong pressed.

"I have no money," Zhang Qingzhe replied simply.

"What about the apprentice selection? Don't you want to be chosen by the professor?"

"Not interested."

"That's strange. Isn't your ideal job to be a 'medic'? Apprenticeship is clearly a shortcut!"

"My ideals haven't changed, but I have my own methods."

"Alright, alright, since you have a witch sister, you can do whatever you want."

"Could you please stop mentioning my sister?"

"Okay, okay, okay—"

Wang Dong grinned and changed the subject, "Speaking of which, now I understand why you want to be a [medical practitioner]—it's a really lucrative profession. Just transplant a few tubes for me, and I can easily earn hundreds of thousands."

"Sigh! Money is so important!"

"yes!"

"Let's not talk about those distant things. I have a few cards here; could you help me sell them for money?"

"No problem! I have connections."

Zhang Qingzhe pulled out a few No. 8 batteries and stuffed them into Wang Dong's hand.

Wang Dong's eyes lit up immediately.

"Last time it was size 9 batteries, but this time it's size 8? Who did this this time?"

"I did it."

"Keep it up. I've never heard of anyone improving this fast. Was it your 'witch' sister who did it?"

Zhang Qingzhe was too lazy to explain and gave a perfunctory reply, "Yes."

"Oh! I can help you sell them, but I'm worried about being targeted by Ding Yongkai."

Wang Dong showed a hint of worry.

"Don't worry, Ding Yongkai won't dare to do anything reckless lately."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say yesterday that someone taught a few thugs a lesson? Actually, those people were Ding Yongkai's accomplices, so he'll be behaving himself for a while."

"oh--"

Wang Dong nodded, then sighed enviously, "I really want to be a [Combat Card Master] too! It's a pity that with our aptitude, we can only be [Production Type] at most."

He suddenly remembered something and leaned closer to ask, "By the way, how many [magic loops] do you have right now?"

Zhang Qingzhe pondered for a moment.

If you keep lying, saying you only have one thing to say.

That made it seem very unreasonable when making premium cards afterwards.

It's better to gradually "reveal" yourself, giving people time to accept it.

Just as Zhang Qingzhe was about to say "ten points", he saw Wang Dong's eyes suddenly light up.

"Hi, Gu Xintong! What a coincidence!"

Seeing his expression, Zhang Qingzhe couldn't stand it and turned his face away, following his gaze to the top of the stone steps.

As the morning light slowly spread across the slope, it illuminated a slender girl.

The morning breeze brushed against her snow-white ankles, and her heels tapped lightly on the long blue stone steps.

The white dress shimmered in the sunlight, rippling softly with each step.

Hearing the greeting, she lowered her eyes slightly and looked over.

The long, slender lines from her jawline to her neck were softened by the sunlight, and a few strands of hair gently brushed against her fair cheeks.

She smiled gently at Wang Dong, but the smile carried an innate sense of arrogance.

Zhang Qingzhe shrugged and silently made way for him.

"Hi, Gu Xintong! I heard you've made quite a bit of progress lately."

Wang Dong excitedly stepped forward, his eyebrows practically flying up.

Even someone as clueless as Zhang Qingzhe could tell that this guy was interested in her.

Unfortunately, "the falling flowers are willing, but the flowing water is heartless."

Gu Xintong's slightly upturned lips carried a very obvious sense of distance.

Zhang Qingzhe turned around and began to admire the sunrise.

To be fair, Gu Xintong is indeed very beautiful.

At first glance, Zhang Qingzhe even thought it was another "witch"!

However, since there was already a "witch" in the family, Zhang Qingzhe was not interested.

Gu Xintong frowned slightly and glanced at Zhang Qingzhe's profile.

The morning light streamed down his cheeks, gilding his features with a pale gold.

He gazed into the distance alone, his eyes cold and distant.

They seemed oblivious to the hustle and bustle around them, as if they had transcended the mundane world.

This was the first time Gu Xintong had encountered a boy who wouldn't even glance at her.

Ignoring Wang Dong's enthusiasm, she asked in a slightly cold tone, "Who is that?"

"My friend."

"Oh! How's your strength?"

"He's just an ordinary person, with maybe one or two magic loops."

"I see."

Gu Xintong shook her head gently, feeling a strange sense of regret.

—What a waste of such a handsome face.