Upon seeing such good cigarettes, the math teacher immediately stopped hesitating, turned to the noisy students in the class, said "Let's start self-study," and then followed the other person into the corridor.

It's clear from Chaoyangyuan's enrollment strategy this year that their main goal is to spend a lot of money to produce a class of outstanding students, thereby increasing their reputation. Therefore, in addition to their usual broad-based approach, they will inevitably have quotas for "selecting the best students."

Based on the above, the admissions officer called the math teacher out, intending to inquire about the top students in the class.

In fact, the combined efforts of Chaoyangyuan this year have been extremely effective, and many of the top students in Class 1 of Grade 6 have started considering applying to Chaoyangyuan. Among them is Shang Yunmiao, who has been longing to attend Baishi No. 1 High School.

"Chen Bing, let's go to the entrance exam in seven days. If we do well, we can get ten thousand yuan!"

Hearing her words, many people around turned to look at Chen Bing, clearly wanting to hear his thoughts.

"Oh, he only said the maximum he could get was 10,000. In reality, these private schools will try their best to reduce expenses, so the 10,000 is not guaranteed to be given out. It is only given to those who actually get very good grades."

"But, Bing-ge, your grades are so good, you're sure you can get it, right? Why don't you give it a try?" A girl who was listening in said to Chen Bing in an advising tone after hearing his words. Obviously, she wanted to take the exam.

Upon hearing this, Chen Bing gently shook her head.

"Just getting a good score isn't enough. If you don't enroll, they definitely won't give you the money. Besides, the entrance exam for Experimental No. 1 Middle School (Shangping County Experimental Junior High School) is in seven days. They set the time like this to force candidates to choose between two schools. If you go then, you won't have a chance to get into Experimental No. 1 Middle School."

I reckon the entrance bonus threshold for Chaoyang Garden will be very low. When you see that you can get a scholarship of a few hundred yuan as long as you enroll, will you go there because you can't bear to part with it? Its tuition is very expensive, and it will make you spit out that meager entrance bonus in no time.

This private middle school is really dishonest. They want to attract students with high scholarships, yet they're so stingy with the details.

The above is not something Chen Bing made up or spread rumors about; it's all based on what he learned after starting junior high school in his previous life—the actual practices of Chaoyang Garden. He heard that the girl who ranked first in the entrance exam that year only received three thousand yuan, a significant reduction from the ten thousand yuan Chaoyang Garden claimed.

I did say the maximum was 10,000, but that's only if you get over 95% in every subject. What? You say you're number one? Sorry, the number one prize is 3,000.

Chen Bing's words were like a wake-up call for those around him, and they all understood at once.

"So that's how it is. No wonder you're called Brother Bing."

"Then I'd better not apply; they're all scams."

"That teacher spoke so well that I almost fell for him, but thankfully I had Brother Bing with me."

Everyone around looked relieved, and they were all criticizing the teacher for being unethical.

I wonder how the admissions officers would feel if they knew that the effect they had worked so hard to achieve over most of the class was negated by Chen Bing's few words.

It can only be said that Chen Bing had accumulated too much influence among his classmates, to the point that no matter what he said, everyone believed him without a doubt.

In fact, while what Chen Bing just said was correct, it was based on information from his previous life. In this life, there is indeed no objective information to corroborate Chen Bing's statement, but even so, no one else would find it problematic.

Seeing how much everyone trusted Chen Bing, Shang Yunmiao felt very proud.

Look! This is my neighbor's older brother. You all know he's good at school, athletic, mature, and loved by teachers. Everyone wants to play with him, but did you know that he played house with me yesterday, something we hadn't done in ages? He even made a promise to go to junior high with me. We're such good friends, you didn't know any of this!

Ever since that embarrassing incident in fourth grade, Shang Yunmiao and Chen Bing's relationship at school gradually went underground. To others, they were just ordinary friends—desk mates who sat next to each other, often walked to and from school together because they were neighbors, and occasionally chatted…

Hehe, it feels so good to be sneaky and underground like this.

Shang Yunmiao thought to herself smugly, then secretly tickled Chen Bing's palm with her little hand under the table.

Chen Bing turned to look at Shang Yunmiao with a calm expression, but the other party responded with a questioning look as if to ask, "Is there something you need?"

Okay, okay, Xiao Shang, is this how you play it?

Chen Bing remained outwardly calm, but secretly grabbed Shang Yunmiao's small hand. This action immediately broke Shang Yunmiao's guard; her eyes widened, and she nervously looked around, afraid of being seen.

Seriously, Chen Bing! It's fine to pat each other's heads, hold hands, and hug at home because we're just good friends. But at school, since we're of the opposite sex, what if people misunderstand if we do these things?

Seeing the eyes of the people around her darting around, Shang Yunmiao's heart was pounding with nervousness.

Fortunately, her math teacher, who suddenly returned to the classroom, saved her.

"Chen Bing, come out here for a moment... Stop making noise and study quietly."

After Chen Bing left, the classroom didn't quiet down; instead, it became even noisier, with everyone chattering about why the teacher had called Chen Bing out.

The doubts of the group were quickly answered, because after Chen Bing returned, several more top students were called out one after another. Through their explanations upon their return, everyone understood that they had been called out individually to ask if they had any intention of using inside connections to directly enter Chaoyang Garden for study.

"So, Brother Bing, did you agree?"

Faced with the questions from those around him, Chen Bing shook his head: "No, the conditions he offered were very restrictive and lacked sincerity."

"As expected of Brother Bing!"

After a brief chatter, everyone turned back to their studies at the urging of the math teacher.

When get out of class finally ended, Zhang Yuan, who had wanted to play soccer with Chen Bing, looked at the bright sun outside and finally sighed and gave up.

Just as he was putting the soccer ball back into his bag, he happened to look up and see a girl from his class walking past him with a pink piece of paper in her hand, and then heading straight for his Bingbing-ge's seat.

Another love letter to Bing Ge?

Zhang Yuan instantly perked up. He widened his eyes and took three steps at a time, quickly following the girl to Chen Bing's side.

"Chen Bing, here you go."

After saying that, the girl turned and left.