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Chapter 125: I took the test 655_1 after 125

Chapter 125: I took the test 655_1 after 125

On the day the exam results were released, there was a feeling of depression overshadowing Yizhong, it was a day to determine their fate.

All the students had arrived and were busy guessing their scores, worried about whether they’d get into their desired universities.

Lu Qingyi, as usual, was sleeping on her desk, appearing nonchalant about the whole situation.

"Qingyi, your mental endurance is truly remarkable."

"I bet Lu Qingyi will be the top scorer in the college entrance examination."

"She might have scored full marks again."

"No, didn’t Qingyi say she didn’t write the language composition?"

"But she still couldn’t possibly do poorly."

"I’m kind of nervous."

Xun Hanyu, Luo Jia, and Jiang Yumeng huddle together and initiate a conversation.

Lu Qingyi opens her eyes filled with sleepiness; she crosses her legs and bends over to look at her phone, completely ignoring the discussion around her.

In contrast to the nervousness of most people, Lu Qingyi’s indifference looks a bit abnormal.

"Qingyi, aren’t you nervous at all?"

Jiang Yumeng holds her mobile phone, staring at Lu Qingyi.

Although she has already secured a place at the university, facing the major exam and awaiting the results, her heart is tightly wound, her palms are sweating.

Lu Qingyi remains as detached as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Not nervous."

Lu Qingyi lifts her eyes leisurely, scans the crowd and speaks indifferently.

She already knows how many marks she scored, there’s nothing to be nervous about.

She wasn’t nervous during her first exam entrance examination, so she definitely wouldn’t feel nervous now during her second attempt.

Jiang Yumeng: "...."

Okay, she shouldn’t have asked, Lu Qingyi’s psychological endurance isn’t something an average person can gauge.

"Qingyi, how many points do you think you can score?"

Jiang Yumeng changes her approach and asks.

Her heart is pounding, fearful of her own poor performance.

If so, even if she gets into the medical school, she will feel like she has taken a shortcut.

Lu Qingyi replies casually.

"655."

Lu Qingyi’s eyes remain fixed on her phone as she lazily spits out a number.

Language composition has a perfect score of sixty points, with a perfect English composition score of twenty-five points, and ten points for correct English errors, she left them all blank, so she could only score 655.

Getting into a medical school is secure, and her score isn’t excessively high.

Upon hearing Boyan’s advice to score a few extra points, she did just that.

Jiang Yumeng: "..."

No way, when did Lu Qingyi lower her expectations?

She doesn’t possess that dominating spirit she displayed during the last two mock exams when she declared that she would score full marks and did just so.

"Scoring too high would be wasteful."

Lu Qingyi lifts her eyes to glance at Jiang Yumeng’s complex expression and slowly speaks.

Yeah, indeed.

Scoring too high is truly a waste indeed, she only wants to get into medical school, she has never considered the issue of a major.

There’s no need to score high.

Xun Hanyu: "...."

Luo Jia: "...."

Jiang Yumeng: "...Okay."

Jiang Yumeng doesn’t even know what to say anymore. Other people are trying their best to score high, but they lack the ability. Lu Qingyi, on the other hand, asserts that scoring high is wasteful.

How can the gap be so vast between people?

"Qingyi, so you really didn’t write the composition?"

Not many people knew that Lu Qingyi did not write the Chinese composition. Although Lu Qingyi said so herself, Xun Hanyu was still somewhat doubtful.

The composition part of the Chinese language paper is an easy source of marks.

"I did not write it."

Lu Qingyi shakes her head.

"It’s 10 o’clock, it’s 10 o’clock!"

Suddenly, the school yard erupts as someone starts to yell.

At 10 o’clock sharp, it’s time to check the scores of the college entrance examination. The students of class twenty immediately pull out their phones to check their scores with their candidate numbers.

Everyone is nervous, their hearts practically in their throats.

Some people are hugging their phones, their hands folded in prayer, their eyes closed, praying for good results.

Lu Qingyi glances at the crowd indifferently, bends over to look at her phone, showing no desire to check her score.

"Ah! Qingyi, I scored 600."

The moment Jiang Yumeng saw her score, she felt a huge sense of relief.

Evidence proves that hard work pays off. After working hard for so long, she was rewarded.

Although her score isn’t even close to medical school standards, Jiang Yumeng already feels that she had scored high.

This is the result of her hard work.

"Qingyi, I got 700."

Luo Jia is extremely excited. Lu Qingyi was her lucky star. Without Lu Qingyi, she wouldn’t have scored so high.

Coming to class 20 and believing in Lu Qingyi were the best decisions she’s made in her life.

"Qingyi, I scored 610."

Xun Hanyu’s eyes are sparkling with brightness; this score is enough for him to go to the university he wants.

"Qingyi, I scored 450."

"Qingyi, I scored 623."

"Qingyi, I scored 542."

"Qingyi, I scored 368."

"Qingyi, I scored 398."

"Qingyi, I scored 369."

"Qingyi..."

After knowing their scores, the students of class twenty report to Lu Qingyi one after another, provided they are above the undergraduate line.

The facts prove that every student in class twenty is very smart. They’re not stupid at all. The reason they performed poorly before was entirely because they weren’t studying.

Look, they can still create many miracles when they start studying seriously.

Lu Qingyi roughly estimates that about half of class twenty could go to university.

"Oh right, Qingyi, what’s your score?"

While everyone was reporting their scores, Lu Qingyi hadn’t mentioned her own yet.

"655."

Lu Qingyi speaks casually without even checking her score.

Students of class twenty: "...We don’t believe it."

Luo Jia even scored higher than Lu Qingyi, how is that possible? Anyway, they don’t believe it.

In class twenty, there are two or three students who also scored higher than Lu Qingyi.

"Qingyi, show us your score."

Xun Hanyu extends his hand towards Lu Qingyi. He definitely doesn’t believe that Lu Qingyi only scored 655, he is even more unwilling to believe it.

"Oh, I’ll go check."

Lu Qingyi lowers her head to look at her phone, her expression indifferent.

Students of Class 20: "..."

You didn’t even check your score and told us this number, how did you know how many points you scored?

"Qingyi, haha."

Jiang Yumeng laughs dryly. Lu Qingyi is indeed different.

She had set her score even without checking.

After checking her score, Lu Qingyi hands her phone to Xun Hanyu.

The score on the phone is precisely 655 points, no less no more.

Students of class 20: "..."

So, has Lu Qingyi checked her score or not?

If she truly just guessed, then Lu Qingyi is definitely skilled at estimating her score.

"Qingyi, I don’t believe..."

Luo Jia stares at the score and shakes her head, she casts an incredulous look at Lu Qingyi.

She doesn’t believe Lu Qingyi’s score at all, she scored much lower than her, how is that possible?

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