On Monday, Ji Yuzhi was called away by the principal as soon as he entered the classroom.

In the office.

"Ji, what's wrong with you?" The principal slammed his science exam paper on the desk. "Do you know that your exam instructor told me you left halfway through the exam?"

"Look at your combined science score this time. How many points did you lose for not answering the long-answer questions? What urgent matter did you have to attend to that time?"

The director was exasperated: "Do you know that you've fallen to the 50s on the school's overall ranking? Do you know that this directly affects your chances of being recommended for university admission? You're playing with your life, playing with the rest of your life."

Ji Yuzhi stood tall and slender in front of the desk, backlit, his light brown eyes revealing a cool gaze.

He listened quietly, his presence felt even without uttering a sound.

After the director finished speaking, he slowly said, "I don't want the guaranteed admission spot. Tsinghua and Peking University are not my ideal universities. My grades won't drop in the college entrance exam, so you can rest assured, director. Even if I get last place in the mock exam, I will still get into the school I want in the college entrance exam."

Ji Yuzhi dares to be so arrogant; he has the capital and the ability to back it up.

"Ji, it's the final stretch. You can't be complacent. I've been teaching for so many years, and I've seen far too many students who were good at their studies relax at the last minute and ended up with very poor results in the college entrance exam..."

The director talked on and on for most of the class before finally letting Ji Yuzhi go home.

"Yo yo yo..." Just as the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, Lu Yiran rushed up to Ji Yuzhi, looking very smug: "Some people actually got 58th place in this exam. Tsk tsk."

Ji Yuzhi's gaze was filled with disdain.

"I haven't even complained about you yet, and you're complaining about me?" Lu Yiran sneered. "Are you getting too big for your britches? If you're going to act like this, I can't entrust my sister to you. An unreliable man won't do."

“I used to think your grades were pretty good, but now that advantage is gone, and you don’t have any other advantages, so I’ve decided to reassess your qualifications.”

"What score did you get on your English test?" Ji Yuzhi asked.

What happened to 142?

"Let me see your report card." Ji Yuzhi stretched out his hand.

Even without Lu Yiran, the onlookers presented him with the report card.

They also wanted to know how a top student who was always first or second in the class could end up being last in the class.

Ji Yuzhi quickly glanced at his and Lu Yiran's scores and raised an eyebrow: "Leaving aside the science subjects, your total score across all subjects is 11 points lower than mine."

"What happened?"

"I didn't answer the big questions in the science section." Ji Yuzhi raised the corners of his lips and shoved the report card at Lu Yiran: "Go be happy with the first place I gave you."

Lu Yiran's expression changed immediately. He glanced at Ji Yuzhi's grades and asked, "Why didn't you answer the essay questions?"

Normally, Ji Yuzhi's combined science score is similar to mine, never more than five points lower. Even if Ji Yuzhi is five points lower, the extra 11 points in other subjects are enough to make up for it in the total score. In other words, if Ji Yuzhi answers the big questions in the combined science section, my score will definitely be lower than Ji Yuzhi's.

This line of reasoning made Lu Yiran very unhappy. Last time, Ji Yuzhi came in first place, and this time it was him again.

Ji Yuzhi rubbed his temples: "Tian Tian got injured during exercise. You found out when we raised the flag today."

"You're injured? Is it serious? So that's why you ran away halfway through your exam? How did you know Sweetie was injured?"

"Feel."

Lu Yiran really wanted to curse Ji Yuzhi's answer, but he couldn't, because damn it, it really was his feeling.

The boy who usually sat in third place came over and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ji Yuzhi: "Thank you, big boss, for letting me be second place this time. I think I can be the king of the house tonight."

Because Ji Yuzhi and Lu Yiran's grades were unbelievably high, he, as the third-place student, was often left behind by twenty or thirty points. Throughout his three years of high school, he was consistently overshadowed by the two. This time, although his grades weren't higher, his ranking improved—it felt like a dream.

"Heh." Ji Yuzhi was amused by him: "You're welcome."

During the flag-raising ceremony at recess, I don't know how the principal found the evidence, but Xiaolei and her friends obediently went on stage to make self-criticisms.

After the morning exercises, both of their parents came over and apologized to Zhen Tian.

Ye Qingyan and Yuan Yuan stayed by Zhen Tian's side. On the way back to the classroom, Ye Qingyan kept exclaiming, "This guy is amazing! Amazing! I declare myself a big fan of your brother!"

"The parents really came. My goodness, if I were Xiaolei's parents, I would probably want to beat this brat to death."

"That was so satisfying! Did you see the way those people were looking at Xiaolei?"

She kept repeating this to Zhen Tian and Yuan Yuan the whole way.

Zhen Tian also became famous because of this incident.

People from all grades came to see this poor little guy who was being bullied, and most of them came out of curiosity.

When everyone saw Zhen Tian's injured arm and calf, their curiosity turned into heartache and pity.

In the following days, Zhen Tian would always find several letters in her desk drawer.

Ye Qingyan clicked her tongue: "Finally, someone has discovered your hidden gem. You're one of those people who've received love letters now."

Zhen Tian pouted; she didn't actually want it.

As Zhen Tian watched Ye Qingyan gossipingly opening her letter, she suddenly asked a question.

"You don't seem sad anymore. Did something happen to you recently?"

Zhen Tian's words immediately dampened Ye Qingyan's spirits.

She hadn't expected her question to have this effect, and Zhen Tian quickly waved her hand, "It's okay, you don't have to say if you don't want to. I was just worried you wanted to ask."

Ye Qingyan took a deep breath and smiled at Zhen Tian: "What can't I say? I just broke up with my boyfriend."

"Heartbroken!!!" Zhen Tian almost jumped up from her seat. She stood up abruptly, and the chair leg creaked as it scraped against the floor.

Ye Qingyan didn't expect her to have such a big reaction, so she quickly covered Zhen Tian's mouth and sat down.

"What are you doing, my little darling? Do you want the whole class to know I'm heartbroken?" Ye Qingyan rolled her eyes.

"I'm sorry." Zhen Tian blinked. "When did you start dating? How come I had no idea?"

Ye Qingyan released Zhen Tian and picked up the letter on the table, fiddling with it: "You still remember when I went home during self-study class during my holiday tutoring sessions, right?"

"I remember!"

"I went to get some extra lessons."

"So you're dating the boy from your tutoring class?" Zhen Tian's eyes widened.

"No, no," Ye Qingyan shook her head. "I like that tutor."

Before Zhen Tian could react with surprise, she continued, "My dad hired a tutor for me; he's a top student from H University in our city."