Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 194 - 164 (Extra) Acting Up in the Classroom_2

Chapter 194: Chapter 164 (Extra) Acting Up in the Classroom_2

Because Li Qingrong is too strong, no matter what exam it is, she’s the same—stronger when facing stronger opponents.

Li Hua is different, though. Aside from English, he looks at Chinese dialectically. By examining the fluctuations in his math and science scores, you can calculate the amount of fluff in the exam results.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian glanced at Old Ma and talked openly during self-study.

"If you’re saying that, then I’d better add a few more points."

Ma Guojun scratched his chubby face; that’s how he always did score analysis. For example, last time in the mock exam, he scored 583 and Li Hua 634. This time, he only scored 562, while Li Hua got 604.

He took the 583 from the last mock exam and removed 20 points of fluff, getting a result of 563, which is almost the same as this exam’s 562—not progressing at all.

He was too embarrassed to share his personal exam fluff formula with Jiang Nian and quietly plugged Jiang Nian’s mock exam score of 573 into it, concluding that Jiang Nian should have scored 553 this time.

But despite going off-topic in the Chinese essay, Jiang Nian managed to score 590. If he had been a bit luckier, he could have reached 600. Hmm... a 40-point increase in a month?

Jeez, Chi Shi’d it.

"Jiang Nian, you don’t go home for lunch every day; what are you doing in the classroom?" Ma Guojun chatted quietly with Jiang Nian over a corridor and a Li Hua.

Jiang Nian thought he was still joking and replied without looking up.

"Flirting in the classroom."

Hearing this, Ma Guojun understood in his heart; Jiang Nian must be solving questions in the classroom during lunchtime. He hadn’t paid attention then but now realized how competitive Jiang Nian was.

Some people seem sunny but are actually dark inside. Their sunny exterior is just a façade, leading to the conclusion that both Jiang Nian and Li Hua are fake sunny types.

Three people walking, competing like mad!

Jiang Nian saw Ma Guojun’s mouth moving again from a distance, squinting suspiciously. It was already dark; why was the chubby boy still acting like it was early morning?

He nudged Li Hua next to him, asking.

"What’s Ma Guojun mumbling about?"

Li Hua snapped his fingers, "OK, let me decode that."

Saying this, he leaned over, half his body crossing the aisle to listen carefully. After a while, he sat back upright, turning to Jiang Nian with a wicked smile.

"Nothing much, just cursing at us."

"Oh, great." Jiang Nian nodded, "How old is chubby baby now? Still holding grudges?"

"Almost eighteen."

"The perfect age for PMS, no wonder he’s so irritable."

The people behind couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

The people at the back of the classroom looked up, puzzled, at the corner in front, quickly lowering their heads again.

Sun Zhicheng did quite well this time, scoring a full 568. He guessed five consecutive listening questions correctly in English, and also guessed two multi-choice questions right in Physics. His luck was truly extraordinary.

Although still far from Chen Yunyun’s score, he at least saw a glimmer of hope. There’s still more than half a year left, and it’s not yet the time when scores are fully set in stone.

The classroom was brightly lit, the sound of the person in front shaking their matcha green pants. The night wind blew in from the windows, entering the collar and down the back of the neck, feeling as cold as a woman’s hand.

The sky outside was completely dark, with a yellowish light painted on the sky. Everything was taken in by Sun Zhicheng’s eyes, feeling it with every inch of skin.

He was completely immersed, full of confidence for the future.

Suddenly, academic committee member Tao Ran walked onto the podium, holding a list and shaking it briskly.

"Ahem, fill in the scores."

Hearing this, the class immediately buzzed with activity, with the front and back seats starting to murmur.

"How many did you get?"

"Ha, I’m not telling, you first."

"Hey hey, Cailang, what’s your total score?"

The fragmented voices intertwined into a growing buzz, eventually catching the attention of class committee member Cai Xiaoqing.

She looked up around the room, her brows furrowed.

"Quiet!"

The classroom discussions gradually quieted down, but the room couldn’t return to its previous tranquility. There were still occasional low murmurs, quietly flowing.

After filling out the form, Jiang Nian handed it to Zhang Ningzhi with a swoosh.

"Here."

.....

"What are you standing there for? Take it."

In the brightly lit classroom, Le Zhi suddenly snapped back to reality, taking the score sheet from the front row classmate.

"Oh oh."

At the moment he got the form, he still couldn’t calm his inner turmoil.

This time, he had cheated a little, buying some of the exam questions from a group of less than twenty people. This resulted in a huge improvement in his scores; the problem was...

He accidentally scored too high.

He looked at the 521 on the scratch paper, feeling it was unbearably glaring, his head spinning. He mentally berated himself for being stupid, wondering why he didn’t hold back and copied a bit extra!

Jiang Nian had already moved up classes, and there were only so many in the class who could score over 500. You could count them on one hand, with some fingers left, and now the first place was Zhou Yuting.

Le Zhi smoothened the densely packed score sheet, silently praying. Hopefully, Zhou Yuting didn’t screw up, or he’d be first in the class and doomed on the spot.

Class first... You better have the strength to be first in the class.

He carefully found Zhou Yuting’s name, first glanced at the total score, 556, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, scared me to death, lucky lucky.

Zhou Yuting performed normally, even progressing very quickly compared to the last mock exam.

As Le Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, he filled in his own score. At the same time, he thought of a solution: improve his scores for real by the next higher-level exam before the Six Cities big test.

If he successfully improved his scores by then, this instance of cheating wouldn’t count as cheating anymore.

A month, more than eighty points ahead, almost no one can do it.

Except... Jiang Nian?

He pondered silently, his brows furrowing.

Suddenly, the homeroom teacher walked in from outside, and everyone in the class looked up in unison. Seeing the teacher’s bad face upon entering the podium, they couldn’t help but look puzzled.

Stocks dropped again?

Le Zhi also instinctively looked at the podium, waiting for the teacher to speak. His first sentence was unexpected.

"Ah, everyone pause." The homeroom teacher’s voice was thick, with some emotion, "I need to take up some time to talk about a few things."

"The first thing is... Our classmate Zhou Yuting performed outstandingly in this exam. Her total score is 556, ranking first in the class. Let’s give her a round of applause."

"Wow!!"

"556, damn, so high?"

The class erupted in surprise, and applause boomed.

"The second thing: the second place is our classmate Le Zhi. Total score 521, a very lucky number, and also a great improvement, he also deserves applause."

The class became even more lively, with everyone looking at Le Zhi in unison.

"Whoa, Le-ge is even more awesome!"

"Didn’t see that coming, no wonder we’ve seen Le Zhi staying at his seat lately, sneakily advancing, huh!"

"Indeed, directly second in the class."

Le Zhi’s smile was somewhat forced amid the cheers, his head buzzing.

"The third thing is about class promotion." The homeroom teacher’s voice was loud, "There are a few openings in the Olympic class, and parallel classes will be filled based on scores and willingness."

"In our class, only Zhou Yuting meets the criteria for promotion. As for Le Zhi, it’s unfortunate, but don’t get discouraged; maintain your progress, and you can still catch up to the Olympic class."

Hearing this, Le Zhi felt a chill run through his body. Zhou Yuting promoted?

That means he’d be first in the class?

It’s over!

"Uh, there was originally a gap in the Olympic class one, but..." the homeroom teacher paused, "there’s now a change, and there might be a slight adjustment."

"Zhou Yuting, come with me to the office."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuting stood up from her seat and crisply responded with an okay.

The class watched as Zhou Yuting and the homeroom teacher walked out of the room, their conversation in the hallway faintly audible, occasionally words floated out.

Third class?

The gossipers quickly spread the news like little loudspeakers.

"Zhou Yuting is going to the third class, isn’t that Jiang Nian’s class?"

"Olympic third class? I remember there was a couple who argued at the dormitory canteen entrance last night, also from Olympic third class? I heard Ji Ming (the senior year group leader) was really angry."

"So, is it possible to promote first and then switch classes?"

Upon hearing this, Le Zhi couldn’t help but close his eyes in agony, remembering someone once mentioned that Ji Ming had a niece at Zhenan Middle School...