Quan Zhisui was born for sports. She had achieved three first places and made a remarkable performance at the school sports meet, leaving a lasting impression on all the athletes.
Afterward, the homeroom teacher personally took Quan Zhisui to the shower, then to the teachers' dormitory to clean up, and finally brought her to the office.
The other teachers in the office gathered around, especially the physical education teacher, who didn't leave and even brought a chair to sit beside them.
Qian Ya, with a smile on her face, asked affectionately, "Zhisui, were you an athlete before?"
Quan Zhisui thought for a moment and replied, "I practiced martial arts."
Martial arts also falls under the category of sports, so it counts as being an athlete.
Qian Ya's eyes lit up as she eagerly asked, "What kind of martial arts do you practice?"
Quan Zhisui answered, "I can practice any form of martial arts, such as Tai Chi, Xuanwu Fist, Bagua Palm, and other boxing styles. I'm also skilled in using knives, spears, and other weapons, as well as combat techniques."
Qian Ya jumped up in excitement and exclaimed, "Oh my! That's amazing!"
Quan Zhisui smiled as well. Of course, it was amazing. She had been studying martial arts for over ten years.
Qian Ya was so thrilled that she even held Quan Zhisui's hand, composed herself, and said, "Zhisui, here's the thing. You don't have to follow the regular path of taking the national college entrance examination. You know, life offers various paths, and with your exceptional athletic talent and the pressure you face in academics, it's a waste! You should participate in competitions as a student with special skills, apply to military academies, martial arts schools, or sports universities."
Quan Zhisui's smile faded, and she replied, "I know, but my father won't agree."
Thinking that it was the parents' concern about their child's hardships, Qian Ya continued, "In that case, we can explore another approach. You can still participate in competitions, but instead of aiming for sports universities, you can earn certificates or something similar. Then, you can gain extra points in the college entrance examination, just like what Wei Shixu did. Do you know Wei Shixu? He has won many awards! By the way, what are the ranks for martial arts athletes?"
Quan Zhisui answered, "Warrior and Martial Champion. Warrior levels one, two, and three correspond to athletes of the same level, while the Martial Champion level corresponds to outstanding athletes. The International Martial Champion level is equivalent to international top athletes."
Qian Ya's eyes sparkled, "You know all this so well. I'm sure you've considered it, right? Don't you want to participate in competitions? Or maybe martial arts competitions are more dangerous, and you're afraid of getting injured?"
Quan Zhisui shook her head, "It's not about private duels. Most martial arts competitions focus on forms and routines, so they're not dangerous."
Confused, Qian Ya asked, "Then why doesn't your father agree?"
Quan Zhisui explained, "To participate in the National Martial Arts Championship, there are individual and team competitions. To achieve the Warrior rank level two or higher, you need to participate in the team competition."
Qian Ya understood, "So you don't have a team?"
Quan Zhisui replied, "My team is in Yunyang."
The physical education teacher chimed in, "Our school only has one martial arts student, so it's difficult to form a team. How about we check with other schools or martial arts associations?"
Qian Ya looked at Quan Zhisui again and asked, "Why doesn't your father agree?"
Quan Zhisui replied, "First, he doesn't want me to return to Yunyang, and second, he doesn't want me to participate in competitions."
As a minor, whether it's competitions or taking the special skills path, she needs her guardian's consent.
Qian Ya frowned, "In that case, give me your father's phone number, and I'll talk to him as a parent."
The physical education teacher nodded approvingly, "What a talented student! She definitely has a bright future ahead!"
Quan Zhisui wrote down Zuo Zhiyu's phone number on the nearby paper.
Qian Ya gave her a reassuring look. "Don't worry, you can go back to your class. The teacher will talk to your father."
"Okay, thank you, teacher," Quan Zhisui replied.
If she could really get Zuo Zhiyu's signature, she wouldn't have to work so hard in regular high school and could pursue her passion for martial arts to get into a good university.
After Quan Zhisui left, Qian Ya immediately dialed Zuo Zhiyu's phone number.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Zuo Zhiyu sounded like he had just woken up when he answered the call.
Qian Ya's voice carried a friendly tone. "Hello, is this Mr. Quan Zhisui's father?"
There was a pause from Zuo Zhiyu's end, and then he replied, "Yes, what's the matter?"
Qian Ya smiled and said, "I am Qian Ya, Quan Zhisui's homeroom teacher. You see, Quan Zhisui won first place in three events at the school sports meet. She is a very talented athlete, and our school wants to plan a pathway for her as a martial arts specialist. What do you think?"
Zuo Zhiyu flatly refused, "There's no way I'll let her get involved in that stuff!"
Qian Ya tried to persuade him, "Mr. Quan, I understand your concerns, but I just talked to your daughter about it. Martial arts competitions are not dangerous..."
"What the hell are you talking about!" Zuo Zhiyu interrupted, even using profanity.
Qian Ya's face turned dark. "Mr. Quan! This is about your daughter's future. She can have a better future!"
"Shut up! You don't need to meddle in this matter! I will never agree!" Zuo Zhiyu said and hung up the phone.
"Mr. Quan? Mr. Quan!" Qian Ya couldn't believe that the call had been disconnected. She was on the verge of exploding.
The physical education teacher beside her was also shocked. "What kind of parent is he? He wouldn't even discuss it?"
Qian Ya was furious and wanted to throw the book. "How can someone like him be a parent? How can he ruin his child's future like this?"
The physical education teacher sighed, "No wonder the child said her parents wouldn't agree. It's obvious they've already had arguments about it."
Other teachers gathered around.
"Qian Ya is so angry?"
"No wonder Quan Zhisui is living with relatives. She's unlucky to have a father like that."
"What a pity..."
"There's no way around it. We need the parent's signature. If the guardian doesn't agree, Quan Zhisui will have to give up on being a specialist."
"What an unreasonable person! Such a promising talent wasted."
Qian Ya took a deep breath and calmed herself. "Let's try to communicate again in a few days."
The physical education teacher said, "I don't think we can communicate with him. I got excited for nothing."
Qian Ya replied, "I'll think of really harsh words to scold him in a few days."
The physical education teacher said, "..."
A young and beautiful woman woke up in bed, her eyes widening in fear as she looked at the glass shards on the floor. "Darling, what happened? Who were you talking to on the phone just now?"
Zuo Zhiyu waved his hand dismissively. "It's nothing. Go back to sleep. I'm going back to my home country."
The woman suddenly sat up, a look of reluctance on her face. "Darling, you just came back a few days ago, and now you're going back? I don't want that. I want you here with me and our son."
Zuo Zhiyu patted the woman's shoulder. "There's something I need to take care of at the company. I have to go back."
The woman sighed. "Fine, but when can our son and I go back to our home country? I really don't want to stay here. Everything is better in our home country."
Zuo Zhiyu's face darkened. "I've been working hard in my home country, earning money to bring you and our son here to live, and you're thinking about going back? It's a waste of my goodwill!"
The woman quickly reassured him, "No, darling, I just miss you!"
