Chapter 27: Stunning Skills

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The classroom erupted in laughter, with most students mocking Ji Feng without restraint. In the monotony of their senior year, Ji Feng, the "poor boy," had become their punching bag, a source of amusement. The boys who followed Xu Mo's lead laughed loudest, as if eager to prove their loyalty.

But Ji Feng's few friends, mostly from humble rural backgrounds, frowned at the jeers. They, too, were the "poor boys" the others sneered at.

Zhang Lei, seated beside Ji Feng, scowled. Furious at the mockery aimed at his friend, he shot to his feet, slamming the table. "Shut the hell up! This is a classroom, not your playground!"

The room fell silent instantly. Even Xu Mo, the class's usual loudmouth, bit back his retorts, seething quietly.

Zhang Lei glared around, then sat down, still fuming.

Ji Feng, unfazed, gave a faint smile and patted Zhang Lei's shoulder. Looking up at Xiao Yuxuan, he asked, "Teacher, can I start?"

"Of course!" Xiao Yuxuan nodded, her eyes glinting with curiosity.

Ji Feng scanned the room, took a deep breath, and began, "Well, let me introduce myself in English. My name is…"

As he spoke, the class's expressions shifted to shock. They stared, jaws dropping, as if witnessing the impossible.

Ji Feng's English was flawless, delivered in a pure Oxford accent, flowing with effortless fluency. Though the students struggled with spoken English, they'd heard enough practice tapes to recognize authenticity. Ji Feng's words matched those tapes perfectly—if they hadn't seen him, they'd swear it was a recording.

Not just the students, but everyone, including Xiao Yuxuan, was stunned.

Zhang Lei, Tong Lei, and Hu Xuehui, who knew Ji Feng best, were especially floored. To them, Ji Feng was diligent but shy, stumbling when called on in class. His spoken English had never been remarkable. Yet now, he was unrecognizable, his skill defying their understanding.

"Was he hiding his talent all along?" Hu Xuehui wondered, puzzled. Then she scoffed inwardly. *So what if he's good at English? He'll just be a translator at best. How much can that earn?* With poor grades in other subjects, she doubted he'd even make it to university. And with his family's finances? *Good luck affording it.*

Her disdain grew, but it couldn't dim Ji Feng's shine. At that moment, he was the star of Class Six.

Xiao Yuxuan, however, was the most shocked. As an English Department graduate, she recognized Ji Feng's standard Oxford accent—a level requiring years abroad or rigorous training. Fluency like this demanded an immersive environment, something rare in their small county.

*This boy I met yesterday is a language genius!* she thought, her cheeks flushing as she recalled last night's awkward encounter.

"…That's the end of my introduction. Thank you," Ji Feng finished, sitting down. The classroom remained silent, the only sound the faint rustle of breathing.

Tong Lei, in the front row, snapped out of it first, clapping enthusiastically. Her applause sparked others, especially Ji Feng's friends, who cheered loudly. His performance had silenced his mockers, giving his allies a surge of pride.

Zhang Lei clapped until his hands stung, thinking, *Madman, I knew you could do it with confidence!*

As the applause faded, Xiao Yuxuan smiled. "Class, wasn't Ji Feng's introduction impressive?"

"Amazing!" several students shouted in unison.

"Excellent. I hope you all practice your spoken English like Ji Feng," she continued, but Ji Feng barely heard her. He was lost in his own world, exhilarated. He knew he'd become extraordinary.

Though the Intelligent Brain had aided his introduction, guiding his pronunciation, he'd memorized and delivered every word himself. The sense of achievement surpassed any prize.

*This is just the start,* he thought, clenching his fists. *I'll create more miracles, turn the impossible into reality. I'll make those who mocked me speechless and those who sneered at my mother look up to her. I won't bully others, but I won't be bullied, and I won't let my mother be ridiculed. I'll make it happen.*

In his mind, he added, *Intelligent Brain, thank you. Without you, my life would still be in darkness.*