Chapter 642: Chapter 522: King
Jiang Nian handed the phone back to Yao Beibei, "Your test paper is all yellow, how could I copy it?"
"Hmph, you’re the yellow one!"
Yao Beibei took the phone and left, too lazy to chat. Old foxes of the same age don’t bother with pleasantries.
"Remember to check for Zhizhi, she’s afraid to use the phone."
"Hmm..." Jiang Nian fell into contemplation, just got appointed as class president, do I really have to choose between two things?
"Log in for you then."
"Huh?" Zhang Ningzhi opened her eyes wide at him, a bit hesitant, "But, class is about to start."
"Chinese class, what’s there to be afraid of?" Jiang Nian didn’t care, handing it over, "Lao Liu spends the first ten minutes slacking off."
"Well, you’re right..." Zhang Ningzhi took it, bowed her head, and began entering the password, "Let me know when the teacher comes."
"OK."
Zeng You turned his head, looking back. This conversation feels strangely familiar, isn’t this what I often say?
Didn’t expect good students to also secretly play with their phones.
"What’s your combined science score?"
"254." Zhang Ningzhi found her science score and suddenly felt a huge relief, "Luckily."
For her, this counted as a stable performance.
Even though she lost a few points in English due to the thunder, the total score still remained above 630.
Apparently, the difficulty of this provincial exam wasn’t high.
"Seems like everyone’s scores are quite high." Zhang Ningzhi said, "But the teacher said the joint exam paper is very hard."
"Fake news, just bluffing." Huang Fang said, "The homeroom teacher is like that, you’ll get used to it over time."
"Huh?"
"Woohoo!!" Li Hua came back boasting from outside the classroom, "It’s just a bit of a breeze!"
"What’s your score?" Jiang Nian asked.
"286." Li Hua leaned back strategically, "Not saying I’m the first, but at least I can smash through the ancient road of the stars!"
The next second, he suddenly surged up, headbutting Jiang Nian like a charging bull, acting like a complete clown.
"Eternally burning wings, carry me away from the mundane abyss!"
Jiang Nian: "..."
"You’re truly one of a kind, leaving me speechless. If an angel were to be chosen, can you still save your skin?"
Li Hua: "I’ll just hide under the tower."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian and Zeng You couldn’t help but laugh.
"Damn, you rascal."
The class bell rang twice before Lao Liu leisurely arrived. The first thing he did when he entered was talk about the college entrance exam countdown.
Occasionally slacking off, spreading motivational talks as usual.
"Well...it’s almost New Year, and even scammers and thieves need a holiday. So, everyone needs to stay alert."
Down below, Jiang Nian slowly reported his science score.
"Not much, just 2....."
"What?" Li Hua got anxious, counted on his fingers, feels like he’s about to lose to Jiang Nian again, "Damn it!"
"Welcome to my Lion’s Tooth!"
"Ha."
Jiang Nian wasn’t bothered, Li Hua acting all crazy now. When the total scores come out, it’s gonna be a pearl drop moment.
This is the result of low-quality revision.
Guaranteed tears.
The afternoon classes went by in a flash, nearing the last self-study session before school ended.
Jiang Nian was laying on the desk, diligently working on math problems.
Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from the classroom door. "Call your class’s Jiang Nian to the Chinese office."
Hearing the message relayed by a classmate by the door, Jiang Nian casually got up and left his seat.
"What does Lao Liu want you for?"
"Probably for my scores."
"Then help me check my Chinese score, there will be a reward someday." Li Hua cupped his fists, acting all streetwise.
"No need for that." Jiang Nian left.
He guessed right, Lao Liu wanted to discuss scores. The Chinese scores were out, gathered through special channels.
"Is it reliable?" Jiang Nian was skeptical.
"Of course it’s reliable, it’s not like there’s a lack of silver outside." Lao Liu leaned back in his chair, arms folded, rocking back and forth in wait.
With a buzz, the opponent sent the scores over.
But they sent them separately, only sending the score excluding the essay, which was 64. And the full score for basic questions was 90 points.
Generally, scoring seventy would make one a prodigious student.
Sixty for basics, even if the essay is just forty, one can easily surpass a hundred, maybe even hit 110.
Lao Liu glanced at it and let out a breath of relief.
"You did quite well this time."
"Just average." Jiang Nian sipped his tea, staring at the screen, "Teacher, when will the essay score be released?"
"Don’t rush, just wait a bit." Lao Liu said, but couldn’t help feeling unsettled himself, "What’s your science score again?"
"264."
"Ah... 264, 264." Lao Liu repeated twice, unable to hide a slight smile at the corners of his mouth, "Oh, I see."
In the meantime, two other teachers entered the office.
"Teacher Liu, chatting with students again?"
"Still too competitive."
The two teachers half-joking, also adopting a soft attitude. The competition king of the byd, you are the one spoiling the environment.
The weak not only lament the environment but also resent the strong.
"Alas, nothing can be done." Lao Liu spread his hands, beginning his boasting, "This student progresses fast, so I have to focus on them."
Hearing this, even Jiang Nian found it hard to keep a straight face.
Is this the workplace?
The adult world, to an eighteen-year-old like myself, seems a bit too dark.
"So, did someone break 700 this time?"
Lao Liu reflexively replied, "That’s another one of my students."
The two teachers fell silent, though Lao Liu was showing off, but indeed their class had a Qingbei seed, truly infuriating.
"How about him?"
"This student has a weaker foundation, likely around 640 guaranteed, still waiting for the essay score."
Lao Liu was pretending to be calm and collected as he spoke slowly.
"Two months, a mere increase of two hundred and forty-something points. This improvement speed is just okay."
Putting on a tough front, not giving an inch of air.
Jiang Nian was sweating just listening to it, did Lao Liu usually provoke so much hatred that he wouldn’t go out after dark?
Never mind, better run a little faster later.
In case those two teachers on the other side suddenly pull out some fan support sticks and zap me with them, putting me right to sleep.
With a buzz, a new WeChat message popped up.
Lao Liu was pleased with his act, and turned to look.
"Essay, 52."
For a moment, Lao Liu was stunned. Looking at the number on the screen, he couldn’t help but slightly open his mouth.
Essay 52, Chinese total score 116 now.
He was silent for a while, exchanging glances with Jiang Nian. Finally, he couldn’t hold it in and directly took out a calculator from the drawer.
"Zero! Zero!"
"123+.....equals 652."
When this cold number echoed in the silent office, everyone’s gaze changed.
A difference of a single line can mean a big difference.
"Yo, everyone here?" The balding male teacher walked in with two others, "Teacher Liu is here too."
Xu Yuanshan, originally with his sister, was called out by Lao Zhao, the headteacher of the zero class, to check Chinese scores in advance.
Before entering, he seemed a bit down.
But as soon as he saw Jiang Nian, his eyes lit up.
"King!"
Xu Shuang also saw Jiang Nian, and was thinking of greeting him. Upon hearing the stupid comment from Oodou, she couldn’t help but cringe.
King, King!!
All he knows is to say it like a machine. Repeating "King" twenty-four-seven with drool flowing.
It’s bad enough that he’s obsessed, and now I’m starting to lose it myself.
Now whenever Xu Shuang hears the word "King," she almost reflexively pictures Jiang Nian’s face.
With a thud, she nonchalantly kicked Xu Yuanshan.
"Shut up."
"Oh." The foolish Oodou dared not speak.
He was usually most afraid of this sister of his, seen by others as quiet and graceful, a dream goddess.
Only he knew that if the goddess didn’t accidentally send him to sleep with three kicks, it meant she wasn’t full in the morning.
Moreover, their parents didn’t care.
"Teacher Zhao, what’s going on here..." Lao Liu got excited instantly, bullying little Kalamis wasn’t interesting anymore.
Bald Lao Zhao was his real opponent.
So what if there’s a zero class?
Do the top students of the zero class have a monopoly on superiority? His Olympic competition class three was on par with the zero class, head-to-head.
"Ah, checking scores with the students." Teacher Zhao said, "Have you finished checking, how many points did you improve?"
Above six hundred, progress becomes increasingly difficult.
"Ah?" Lao Liu showed an expression of surprise, "How did Teacher Zhao know, 652, improved by 26 points."
"Ah, what a pity."
"You say, wouldn’t it be nice if the improvement were a whole number?"
Hearing this, Lao Zhao was momentarily speechless.
He clearly remembered Jiang Nian, the bug Lao Liu pulled out.
It’s unclear from which parallel class he dug out that bug and hard-stuck it to snatch the Motivational Star of the grade.
The tone just now was also teasing.
But...a short month later and he improved again, directly breaking through six hundred and fifty points, this is the potential of a C9 seed.
Moreover, this improvement curve hasn’t exhausted the potential.
The nature changed completely,
"Ah, this... such a big improvement?" Lao Zhao, who usually looked down on others, stumbled over compliments.
Xu Shuang stood aside, and couldn’t help but look at Jiang Nian several times.
She used to regard him as a friend, now she felt she could see Jiang Nian as a rival and compare herself against him.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her gaze became heavy.
Xu Yuanshan: "Hurry hurrhurry, when will the king draw the sword!"
....
After school in the afternoon.
Jiang Nian came out of the office, his steps were noticeably lighter, even seeing the sunset felt free.
[Letter Paper] is truly awesome, directly scoring 52 on the essay.
Ordinarily, it’s just 42 points level.
He opened the skill panel, showing [Letter Paper] was cooling down. Next use, it probably won’t be available by the finals.
Oh well!
But no worries, the provincial joint exam holds more weight than the final grades, he can directly use this score to celebrate the new year.
He was just about to head to the canteen, when suddenly a hand pulled his clothes from behind.
"Hey, Jiang Nian..."
"Hmm?"
He turned his head, instantly being pulled aside by Yu Zhiyi. A few steps away, he almost lost his balance and fell onto her.
"What are you doing?"
"I need to ask you something, I really can’t stand it anymore." Yu Zhiyi paused, "Let’s go talk in the grove."
"No way, it’s shady under the vines and trees." Jiang Nian freed his hand, "Besides, I haven’t eaten yet."
Yu Zhiyi gritted her teeth, "I’ll treat you, anything you want."
Jiang Nian finally stopped, glanced at her.
"Really?"
"Absolutely." Yu Zhiyi didn’t want to waste time, dragging Jiang Nian’s clothes and heading towards the grove.
"You know, quickly help me think of a solution."
"Are you showing?"
"Get lost!"