Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 289 Uncontainable Secrets

Chapter 289: Chapter 289 Uncontainable Secrets

A few people looked at each other in confusion.

In the end, they really did agree to Song Yunuan’s proposal.

In the first year of high school, there were four classes.

More than a hundred students.

Those who failed to get into high school either had to repeat the year or enter society.

The age and other aspects were different from those who came after.

Nowadays, many sixteen or seventeen-year-olds had started working.

Those from the city might be arranged to work in their parents’ factories, while rural kids went back home to farm.

There were only two high schools in Nanshan County Town.

And those who could get into the first high school were the ones with good grades.

Most of them were from the county town as well.

So it was easy to call them back.

A few phone calls and almost eighty people had returned.

All in the school’s small auditorium.

Some were completely clueless and others knew the situation well, giving Song Yunuan very subtle looks.

There was some sizing up, after all, they didn’t know her, but mostly jealousy.

A summer camp, why give it to a transfer student?

Principal Cui Junior found it difficult to explain to people that Song Yunuan had connections in Beidu and it had nothing to do with them, which only led to more gossip.

After all, such summer camps had a high level of prestige, but the most, most, most important thing was the bonus points for college entrance exams.

Just thinking about that made their hearts pound with excitement.

In fact, such situations were also playing out in some schools in Beidu.

You can’t keep paper from fire.

After all, it wasn’t an open selection, but rather school recommendations followed by upper-level review.

The student who ranked first might not make it because their family was average, and they weren’t a ’Triple-A’ student. The second-ranked student had family connections and better overall conditions, so they got in, but the third-ranked student was also close behind, hence, too many wolves and not enough meat.

There was no rule saying to keep it a secret, so those who didn’t make it to the camp were green with envy and crying their eyes out.

Principal Cui Junior greatly regretted his reaction when he got the call; he spoke too loudly and was overheard by two loudmouths in the office, and the word soon spread. But it wasn’t like he couldn’t handle it coolly.

Song Yunuan, noticing the varied but clearly excited expressions of the students, asked, "Is there anyone among you who isn’t convinced I should go to the summer camp? If so, let’s have a contest."

The suggestion was refreshingly bold.

The students these days are mostly obedient, usually taking the teachers’ words as law.

Song Yunuan waited for the first one to step forward.

Sure enough, a boy stepped forward, "How do you want to compete?"

Song Yunuan responded, "You take the lead, you guys discuss it amongst yourselves and decide whatever you want to compete in."

Usually, the first person to stand up had organizational skills and a voice in the group.

This boy was called Qi Sheng.

He was the class president in junior high’s first class.

A handsome young man with a lot of influence.

In fact, he was more embarrassed than jealous when he looked at Song Yunuan, but the thought of the bonus points made him lose his shyness. Although he had never experienced this before, that didn’t stop a few outspoken and initiative-taking students from gathering together and actually coming up with rules to the contest.

The scores had to come first, but doing exams wasn’t feasible due to the limited time.

So they asked each subject teacher to set one question.

This was the literary competition.

There was also physical education. Since they were competing with a girl, they wouldn’t play basketball but instead have a running race—that was the physical competition.

Finally, there was a poetry contest, a test of cultural knowledge.

Principal Cui Junior and Director Shang, seeing Song Yunuan’s confident manner, knew that this girl always had things well in hand.

Moreover, once the arrow was on the bowstring, there was no stopping it.

So, they hurried to find teachers to set questions.

The teachers, although finding the principal and the students a bit abnormal and even absurd that day, quickly came up with questions.

The Chinese teacher didn’t want to assign essay writing or recitation, so she decided to go with literary knowledge questions.

Not every student could participate, and as the leader, Qi Sheng selected the five with the best middle school examination scores.

They didn’t want too many people because it would be challenging to grade the papers, so they ended up with Song Yunuan and five others.

Principal Cui Junior went looking for Song Yunuan and found that she was already chatting with several girls.

Song Yunuan was smiling brightly, and the eyes of the other girls were shining too.

Principal Cui Junior heaved a sigh of relief. He hoped there wouldn’t be any conflict. Managing kids nowadays is quite tough, and a young girl like Song Yunuan could easily be isolated and left without friends.

After all, she really was quite pretty.

The test was held on stage, with no need for proctors, as the students watched eagerly with excitement on their faces.

Sitting on a chair, Song Yunuan looked at the questions and thought to herself that they were indeed difficult.

But for someone like her, a genius even before she "transferred" into a book, this was nothing more than a drizzle.

The results came out quickly.

Song Yunuan was among the top scorers.

Qi Sheng came in third, while Wang Xinyu, originally second in the middle school exams, ended up last.

Her face immediately looked unpleasant. Angrily, she slammed her pen onto the floor and stepped on it several times. People hurried to comfort her. This girl’s father was an official, her mother worked at a department store, and she had only one brother in college, so her family was quite well-off and she was rather spoiled.

Song Yunuan pretended not to notice and asked Qi Sheng, "What’s next, a poetry competition or a race?"

Touching his head, Qi Sheng was still muttering to himself in doubt. Maybe the teacher had given out the questions in advance.

Otherwise, how could she have gotten all those difficult math and science questions right, and answered so well to boot?

Competing academically might have been a misstep, and they might have played right into her hands. Who knows, maybe they had arranged several backup plans in advance.

He signaled to Fang Cheng to go and placate the upset Wang Xinyu, considering that she had memorized poems since childhood and had a vast repertoire of poetry.

Fang Cheng also felt it was impossible for Song Yunuan to be that strong.

Even with tutoring, she couldn’t have improved so quickly, which left only one explanation: all of this had been pre-arranged, and they had all been duped.

Thus, Fang Cheng stealthily went to find Wang Xinyu.

Qi Sheng said to Song Yunuan, "For the next poetry competition, let’s all stand on stage together and take turns reciting a poem each, nothing too long and you can’t repeat one that someone else has recited, how about it?"

Song Yunuan replied, "It doesn’t sound very good."

Qi Sheng: "Huh?"

Song Yunuan said, "Do you know what the ’Flying Flowers’ game is?"

Qi Sheng was confused again, "What is the ’Flying Flowers’ game?"

Wiping her tears, Wang Xinyu excitedly raised her hand, "I know the ’Flying Flowers’ game!"

Song Yunuan clapped her hands, "Great, ’Flying Flowers’ it is!"

For those who didn’t know, Wang Xinyu explained it, but Fang Cheng disagreed and suggested, "How about we play a poetry linking game instead, where if you can’t continue, you have to step down."

Principal Cui opened his mouth but ended up swallowing his words.

Nowadays, children really do blossom with just a little sunlight.

They didn’t have the slightest regard for the principal or teachers in their eyes.

But since everyone knew how to play poetry linking and they had recommended a few who were particularly good at it, two of the students who had just taken the test stepped down because they were not as skilled.

So they stood in a casual circle, and Principal Cui Junior said, "I’ll start with the first line, and then we’ll go from Wang Xinyu. ’To the west, out of Yang Pass, there’s no old friend,’—’friend’!"

Without hesitation, Wang Xinyu blurted out, "The beauty of April in the human world is completely gone," the word ’gone’...

Ah, what poems start with the character ’gone’?

Fang Cheng, who was next to her, looked at Wang Xinyu with a cry-without-tears expression, thinking, "No way, am I the first to be eliminated? That would be too embarrassing."

Song Yunuan helpfully said, "You can use a word that sounds the same but with a different character, like ’advance’ or ’gold’."

Grasping at this, Fang Cheng quickly said, "Jinling’s disciples came to see me off," on to ’off’!

He discreetly wiped away the sweat.

The next student was anxious. Why did it feel different from the game they usually played? Was it supposed to be this difficult from the start?

He spoke, "’Off,’ ’Song,’ ’pine,’ ’Underneath the pine trees, I asked the boy,’... ’boy’..."

Everyone wanted to laugh out loud, "Oh my, finally not the first one out."

But this was tough too.