Even though Qin Chuan had mentally prepared for his Dream World identity to be exposed sooner or later, he never imagined that it could happen so quickly.
He still lacked a sufficient understanding of the power of the national machinery.
At this moment, he believed that the Special Affairs Group wouldn't be able to track him down in such a short time, so after stirring up a new storm, he went to school as usual, carrying his backpack.
As soon as he arrived at the classroom, the early-arrived chubby boy grabbed his hand fiercely, "Qin Chuan! You were right!"
Qin Chuan: "... Ah?"
At first, he couldn't remember which of his words had hit the mark.
"It's what you said yesterday, that a good university would definitely take notice of me!" Chubby boy chuckled with excitement in his eyes.
"So it was that." Qin Chuan suddenly understood, then smiled, "Has a university's admissions office contacted you?"