This time, it was Duan Yuanchen's turn to perform the grand play of refusal.
He waved his hands repeatedly, a hint of helplessness hanging at the corners of his mouth. "Grandmaster! This won't do! At your age... I..."
Yu Xiaogang, however, was determined and refused to stand up no matter what. "Godfather! If you don't agree to take me as your godson, I'll just keep kneeling like this... and never get up!"
Tang San, watching from the side, felt a complex mix of emotions.
This scene was all too familiar to him; it was like seeing his former self.
He was anxious to get Yu Xiaogang to stand up. "Godfather, please don't be like this. Get up quickly!"
Yu Xiaogang was incredibly stubborn and rejected Tang San's kindness once again. "Little San! Don't come here and cause trouble. Your Godfather is paying respects to his own Godfather! Go wait over there!"
Facing those eyes full of expectation and passion, Duan Yuanchen sighed helplessly, a wry smile curling on his lips.
"Sigh... alright! Since your mind is made up and you're so determined, it would seem a bit unreasonable for me to keep refusing! Then..."
"Let's just address each other as we please. You call me Godfather, and I... I'll call you Grandmaster. That way, nobody feels awkward. How about it?"
Hearing this, Tang San was full of confusion and couldn't help but interject, "Then what about me? How should I be addressed in this web of relationships?"
Duan Yuanchen turned to look at Tang San, a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "You? Naturally, you have to call me... Grandpa! Come on, grandson... let me hear you say 'Grandpa'! Hurry up!"
Hearing the word 'Grandpa,' embarrassment and resistance instantly surfaced on Tang San's face. "This... this isn't very appropriate, is it?"
Seeing this, the kneeling Yu Xiaogang quickly spoke up to persuade him, "What's not appropriate? You are my, Yu Xiaogang's, godson. My Godfather is naturally your Grandpa. It's only right and proper! Quickly call him Grandpa, don't dawdle!"
Recalling his impulsive decision to take Yu Xiaogang as his godfather, Tang San couldn't help but feel a surge of regret.
But things had already reached this point; the die was cast, and there was no going back to the past.
He helplessly lowered his head, his voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz. "Grand... Grandpa..."
Duan Yuanchen gently pulled some gauze from Yu Xiaogang's pocket and carefully bandaged the wound on his forehead.
His eyes held a hint of doting, as if looking at a mischievous yet pitiable child. "Sigh... Xiaogang, let's head to the school infirmary to check on Little San's injuries. His forehead... you can practically see the bone. We can't be careless about this..."
Like an obedient child, Yu Xiaogang stood up compliantly and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes... we should go... we should go..."
The three of them thus set off on the road to the school infirmary.
The atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious, as if the relationship between them had transcended that of mere master and disciple or godfather and godson.
In the infirmary, after being treated by the school doctor's miraculous Spirit Ability,
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's injuries quickly and effectively recovered.
Afterward, they completed the enrollment procedures and received brand-new school uniforms.
The two of them walked toward the dormitory for Working-students.
As they neared the main door,
Duan Yuanchen had already opened his book and closed it again!
He had silently completed his modification of the upcoming plot.
Tang San pushed open the door, only to be met unexpectedly by Wang Sheng's pouncing attack.
Subconsciously, he knelt down to dodge the sudden assault.
Wang Sheng was also stunned by this sudden kneel.
He flew directly over the top of Tang San's head.
"Hey, kid, what are you doing? Why'd you kneel to me for no reason?"
Wang Sheng turned around, looking at Tang San in confusion.
Then, his gaze fell on Duan Yuanchen nearby, and he asked suspiciously, "Do you know this kid? Is there something... wrong with him?"
Duan Yuanchen gave an awkward smile and scratched his head. "This isn't the first time he's knelt today. I'd like to say I don't know him... but unfortunately, we're from the same village..."
At that moment, Xiao Wu, dressed in pink, slowly stepped into view from behind.
She parted her vermilion lips and asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Dormitory Seven?"
Tang San felt an impulse to stand up, but he seemed to be held down by an invisible force and could only continue to keep his head lowered.
Seeing this, Duan Yuanchen nodded slightly in response. "That's right, this is indeed Dormitory Seven. Are you also a new Working-student?"
Then, he turned his gaze to Wang Sheng with a hint of playfulness. "Hey, when a newcomer arrives, shouldn't you... test their skills? You looked like you wanted to go a few rounds with Tang San just now... why don't the two of you have a friendly match now?"
Xiao Wu's lips curled up in a brilliant smile. "Hello, I'm Xiao Wu, 'Wu' as in dancing! You really plan to spar with me?"
The surrounding Working-students began to cheer, and Wang Sheng, pushed by the atmosphere, had no choice but to accept the challenge.
In just a few moves, Xiao Wu easily pinned Wang Sheng to the ground. "Hehe, I won... so, do I get a reward?"
Duan Yuanchen reached out and pulled Tang San up from the floor.
A moment later, a teacher appeared, carrying bedding in hand.
Duan Yuanchen had become Yu Xiaogang's godfather.
The bedding assigned to him was no ordinary stuff; it was high-end and spacious.
The Book Martial Soul had long since modified this part of the plot.
The bedding had been improved, and as a result, it became even more spacious.
Xiao Wu, who hadn't brought any bedding, naturally walked over to Duan Yuanchen's bedside.
"Yuanchen, look, your bedding is so big, it's more than enough for both of us... why don't we just push our beds together!"
Facing Xiao Wu's suggestion, Duan Yuanchen feigned refusal. "That's not very appropriate, is it? Boys and girls should keep their distance..."
Xiao Wu leaned right in. "I don't mind, so what are you afraid of?"
Duan Yuanchen had no choice but to move the beds and push the two together.
Xiao Wu acted very quickly; with swift hands and eyes, she immediately spread the bedding over them.
As a result, a large section still hung off both sides, nearly dragging on the floor.
Duan Yuanchen feigned surprise. "This bedding is too exaggerated! How is it so wide?"
Xiao Wu placed her bundle in the middle of the two beds. "This is the boundary. If you dare to cross this line, then... don't blame my fists for being Merciless!"
As new students, Duan Yuanchen, Xiao Wu, and Tang San all quickly changed into their brand-new school uniforms.
Following the lead of the Working-students from Dormitory Seven, the group arrived at the cafeteria.
Xiao Wu was like a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time.
Her eyes were wide and round, finding everything fresh and new. "Wow, this place is really big enough!"
Wang Sheng kept introducing things on the side, when suddenly, students on the second-floor mezzanine began to taunt them. "Hey, you paupers, you can only make do with eating on the first floor!"
Hearing this, Xiao Wu's brow immediately furrowed, and she looked huffy.
But Duan Yuanchen appeared exceptionally calm.
He gently shook the heavy coin pouch in his hand. "Don't worry, let's go up and eat! I've got money in my pocket!"