The Urban Dao Child. Chapter 2
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Yang Dao gave the old man a cold stare. The old man however ignored his look completely. He then glanced at Steven and said, "Boy, you did a good job. You can go to the accounts. Your monthly tuition fee is waived off by me."
Steven was about to rush out when he felt a death stare from his side. Although he was a bit guilty, it was human nature to be selfish. The boy exited the room with his eyes, avoiding Yang Dao. The principal spoke, "Yang Dao, you can rest at your lodgings. All the charges of your education have been waived off by the college. We hope that you like it here."
Yang Dao spoke, "Mister Principal, I have not yet completed the registration. Also, I will not be addressing the students today. This is not up for discussion. Or I do not mind taking a taxi straight to the Soldiers Academy." his voice was low and his pace was slow.
The principal looked at him with his eyes wide open. He could not believe why this boy in front of him refused such an honor. He also did not think that this boy would dare to threaten him with Soldiers Academy. He asked in a calm voice, "Yang Dao, why do you refuse to address the students?"
Yang Dao spoke, "Sir, I dislike to be the center of attention."
Brad Mcqueen spoke again, "Yang Dao, this speech does not make you the center of attention. Just give off a single liner and walk down the stage. How about it?"
Yang Dao shook his head, "No, I have seen and heard about a lot of narrow-minded pricks. This slogan might turn into a wave of trouble for me."
Brad Mcqueen spoke again, "Yang Dao, I understand your worries. Relax, I will take a step in if anyone tries to make things difficult for you. You are young and be wild. Do you think you have no background? You are the national record holder. Do you know how many people are watching over you from the shadows? These people are big shots of the government. You don't have to worry at all. Believe me, we will support you." his tone was calm and his eyes were sincere.
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Yang Dao fell into deep thought. He breathed heavily and said, "Okay, I will do it. But if someone comes looking for trouble, then do not blame me if I eliminate troubles from the root."
Brad Mcqueen heaved a sigh of relief and nodded. Inside, he was thinking, 'Phew, who said this brat was easy to get along. I had to coax him with the support of the leaders. I hope no one seeks trouble with him or things will get messy.'
Yang Dao then asked where to go to complete his registration. The principal gave him the directions and sent him out. Yang Dao came downstairs by the automated stairs and walked around with his luggage. Not like he needed help, but who doesn't like to be pampered. He asked some senior students passing by to confirm the direction. After following the direction, he came to a hall-like structure. He saw a registration window. A long queue of students was already standing there.
Yang Dao fell in the queue, patiently waiting for his turn. The queue drifted and Yang Dao felt his phone vibrate. He took out a brick phone and accepted the call. It was a familiar number. He spoke, "Hello! Sister Emma... Yes, I reached... No, it was an easy journey... Now? I am about to complete the registration... Yes, don't worry. You tell others to take care and give little ones my love... Yes, bye."
A girl standing beside him was listening to his conversation. She couldn't help but speak, "Hello, I am Kiya. Nice to meet you. We will be classmates in the future. How about we get to know each other?"
Yang Dao gave her a slight smile and said, "I am Yang Dao, nice to meet you."
Kiya was a pretty girl. This prettiness was common. So few people felt jealous about it. But soon a girl in high heels walked over and stood behind Kiya. She spoke, "Damn, Kiya. Found a friend as soon as you arrive. Why do people not talk to me?"
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Kiya giggle and said, "Well, Sasha, is it not because you make them run away after one sentence."
Yang Dao did not take part in the conversation. He did not know this new person, so why should he interfere. The girl Sasha was at least ten points more beautiful than Kiya. She was 1.7 meters tall, with slender legs. Oval face, blue eyes with blonde hair. She was very fair. The boys have been checking her out for a long time.
She noticed that Yang Dao did not take any initiative to introduce himself. She raised her eyebrow in surprise usually people would flock around her. She was dressed in brands all over. Her identity was that of a princess of a rich family. She wanted to get to know this boy who ignored her charm, yet her ego stopped her from approaching him. She started chatting with Kiya. Kiya also did not introduce her to Yang Dao. Kiya was among the top hundred. She was a focused girl and did not compare or care about other people's results.
The queue crawled slowly and Yang Dao answered some congratulatory calls. Now it was his turn to register himself as a student. He took out his invitation letter and national ID card. The documents were passed on to the chubby clerk sitting behind the window. He looked at the ID and typed in the number. Soon the details of the student appeared on the computer screen. The chubby clerk's eye dilated into pinpoints. He could not help but scream loudly.
"ARE YOU YANG DAO? THE TOP SCORER IN THE WHOLE COUNTRY?" the man shouted loudly, successfully attracting all the attention of the people inside the hall. Some people even started clicking pictures. Yang Dao hated this kind of reaction. He even regretted scoring the highest. But what could he do in this situation other than nod? He cannot go up and just slap this fat man to shut up.
He nodded and the fat man became excited. He hurriedly printed a pre-filled form. He handed the form to Yang Dao. The fat man said, "Student Yang, you can sign here and the process will be complete."
Yang Dao nodded. He did not bother with the pen offered by the man. He took out his own ordinary pen and signed his name. He returned the form and was about to go out when the man said, "Student Yang, the details of your parents are not mentioned here. It is needed for the University."
Yang Dao nodded and took back the form. Then he wrote something on the form. Returned it to the man and left after passing a faint smile to Kiya, who stood there shocked. Sasha and the other students were also shocked. They did not know that the mysterious National topper would come here. The details about this student were not known to many people.
Sensing that it was a good chance, another clerk snatched the form from the shocked fat man to see what was written. The clerk was also shocked. A flash of pity flashed in his eyes. The students saw this and asked, "Sir, what is written there?"
"Yes, yes, sir. Tell us, which big family does he come from?"
The fat man spoke with a sad voice, "What big family? That boy is an orphan."
Some people exclaimed, "What? He is an orphan? Oh my god."
"How is this possible? Doesn't this mean that this by scored and defeated this whole country on his own?"
"Fuck, this is scary. I like it."
Yang Dao was unaware of all this and he walked towards his dormitory. Even if he knew, he could not care less about it.
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