Chapter 9: Change of Mindset

“Brother!”

At the school gate, a tall girl’s face lit up with a smile when she saw Wang Donglai. She walked over and called out sweetly.

“Hmm, how have you been lately? Can you keep up with your studies?”

Wang Donglai nodded and asked about Wang Chenyue’s academic progress.

“Mm, everything is fine.”

Looking at them from the outside, the two standing together didn’t look like siblings; instead, they looked more like an older sister and a younger brother.

This was because Wang Chenyue was 1.71 meters tall, roughly the same height as Wang Donglai.

Coupled with her good proportions and long legs, even though they were about the same height, to onlookers, Wang Chenyue appeared slightly taller.

Their relationship was often misunderstood by outsiders.

In the past, Wang Donglai would have just perfunctorily taken Wang Chenyue out for a meal before they went their separate ways.

But the current Wang Donglai would not do that.

“Wang Chenyue, tell me your final exam scores from last semester again,” Wang Donglai said.

Although Wang Chenyue didn’t know why he was asking, she didn’t overthink it. After a moment of recollection, she began, “A total of 723 across nine subjects: English 115, Math 109, Chinese 120, Science combined 214, and Humanities combined 165.”

Upon hearing these scores, two figures quickly appeared in Wang Donglai’s mind.

Science stream: 558. Humanities stream: 509.

“You’ll be choosing between science and humanities in the second year of high school. Do you want to study science or humanities?”

“Or, which one do you feel is easier to learn and gives you more confidence?”

This time, Wang Donglai didn’t make the decision for her like he did in his previous life; instead, he wanted to seriously listen to Wang Chenyue’s own thoughts.

Seemingly surprised that Wang Donglai would ask this, Wang Chenyue paused for a moment before saying, “I don’t know. Looking at my grades, my science scores are a bit better, but I’ve heard that science gets harder the further you go, while humanities just require rote memorization.”

“Brother, which one do you think I should choose?”

Wang Chenyue didn’t have much of an opinion of her own, and by the end, she threw the question back to Wang Donglai.

After some thought, Wang Donglai pondered and said, “Let’s put it this way: what kind of job do you want in the future? Do you want to be a teacher, a doctor, a civil servant in the government, or work in a company?”

As soon as he said this, Wang Donglai suddenly realized something.

It didn’t matter whether Wang Chenyue chose humanities or science.

In their previous life, coming from ordinary backgrounds without any influential figures to guide or support them, they could only struggle in the mundane world.

A good major and a decent school meant more opportunities for a rural child.

But that didn’t apply to a reincarnator with a cheat.

In this life, even if Wang Chenyue didn’t get into college, as his sister, she wouldn’t end up living an unsatisfactory life.

No matter how good jobs like teacher, civil servant, doctor, or nurse were, they couldn’t compare to having a brother who was taking off.

After realizing this, Wang Donglai said directly to Wang Chenyue, “Choose whichever you like. However, I recommend humanities. Humanities are easier; while rote memorization can be tiring, it’s better than losing handfuls of hair because you can’t grasp science.”

There was another reason Wang Donglai didn’t mention.

If Wang Chenyue chose humanities, he could provide her with special training later on.

With the reading system, mastering high school knowledge was just around the corner. He could pass that knowledge on to Wang Chenyue, which would help her build confidence and get into her dream university.

If she chose science, it wouldn’t be as convenient as humanities.

“Mm, Brother, I’ll listen to you.”

Wang Chenyue didn’t overthink it and nodded in agreement.

The two found a random restaurant on the street outside, had a meal of *maocai*, and then returned to school.

Since the classrooms had been set up as exam halls, Wang Donglai didn’t choose to go there to read, but returned to the dormitory instead.

There were five people in the dorm. Except for Wang Donglai, everyone else was from the county town and had gone home for the half-day break.

Wang Donglai didn’t feel lonely; he took out his history and politics textbooks and began to read.

These two subjects only needed a bit more experience to level up. Although he wouldn’t gain a derivative ability like he did with geography, Wang Donglai wasn’t disappointed.

As long as they leveled up, it would allow him to perform well in this week’s exams.

At the same time, it would allow Wang Donglai to see the relationship between levels and grades.

Thinking this, Wang Donglai immersed himself in reading.

“Ding-dong, Host read ‘Politics 2’, gained +2 experience points.”

“Congratulations to the Host, ‘Politics’ has successfully leveled up to Lv4.”

Sure enough, when ‘Politics’ leveled up this time, it didn’t grant any derivative abilities.

And he was still two full levels away from level six.

Complex and intricate political common sense and knowledge flooded into Wang Donglai’s mind in an instant.

There was no discomfort, no abruptness; it was as if this knowledge had always been in his mind.

Since obtaining the system, Wang Donglai’s perspective had changed drastically.

In the past, studying was like washing clothes in a dark room; without turning on the light, you never knew if they were clean, so you just had to keep washing and washing.

But now, with the system, every bit of effort he put in yielded a visible return.

Even without the system’s attribute points or skills, just by being able to quantify things, Wang Donglai was confident he could create a career for himself.

If everyone could obtain such an ability—to quantify all information—the Great Harmony world where everyone is like a dragon wouldn’t be far off.

“Hmm? Could this be the change that occurred after I leveled up ‘Politics’?”

“Otherwise, I shouldn’t be having such thoughts…”

Suddenly, Wang Donglai realized, a flash of understanding crossing his eyes.

In elementary and middle school, they studied ‘Ideology and Morality’; in high school, it was called ‘Politics’; in university, it became ‘Fundamentals of Ideological and Moral Cultivation and Legal Literacy.’ The changes were quite interesting and worth deep reflection.

Wang Donglai had a premonition that if he raised ‘Politics’ to level six, it would surely give him a big surprise.

He shook his head, suppressing this strange thought, and began reading his history book again.

10:30 PM.

Huang Cheng, Song Yi, Dang Caizhi, and Liu Jun returned to the dormitory together.

Anshui Middle School, as the only high school in Anshui County, was not located in the county town but had moved to a town six kilometers away.

Therefore, students living in the county town often traveled together to share the taxi fare to school.

“Old Wang, are you serious?”

After entering the room, Dang Caizhi saw Wang Donglai studying intently and said with some surprise.

“Sharpening the spear at the last minute is better than not sharpening it at all. Reading more never hurts!”

Wang Donglai replied with a smile.

The dormitory soon quieted down as everyone went about their own business.

Huang Cheng lay on his bed reading a novel, Dang Caizhi watched a movie he had downloaded on his phone, Song Yi exercised with dumbbells, and Liu Jun held his phone, grinning as he chatted with someone.

Only Wang Donglai was holding a book, frantically grinding for experience points.

One dormitory, two different scenes.

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(End of chapter)