Lu Hui was very confused.
He was very confused.
You are also a top scholar, and he is also a top scholar.
But I am also a top scholar!
Why is there such a big difference between the top scorer and the second top scorer?
"No, have you decided everything?"
Jiang Miaomiao looked at his somewhat broken eyes and spoke with a sympathetic tone: "Ah, actually, when I was in my third year of high school, I took time every day to read the introductory book lists of various majors."
Thinking that there might be classmates watching the livestream, she shared her experience: "It's quite easy to find. Every year during the admissions season, major universities will share some book lists on their official websites or social media."
"So I think I've been thinking about this for a long time."
Then she turned her head and looked at Good. She really remembered that Good seemed to have said that he wanted to be a teacher.
The audience in the live broadcast room quickly helped her find evidence.
Because the concentration of top scorers in this variety show is a bit too high, many viewers who have never seen the top scorers before directly turned on the split screen to do some research.
This archaeological excavation revealed something was wrong.
"This guy who speaks so formally like an old scholar is Good???"
"Don't ask me, I've been doubting my life for a long time."
"Don't ask me either. I doubt the Goode I saw earlier was a clone."
"Hahaha, at the 43-minute mark in Good's episode, he actually said he was considering becoming a teacher."
"I told you I wouldn't be wrong! That's when everyone started calling him Mr. Mao Ning."
"Damn it! I feel like we've all been deceived by him."
Good felt the quiet atmosphere around him, and when he looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him.
He looked at the lamb spinning in his hands and asked uncertainly, "Um...are you hungry?"
Yan Xianjue: “…”
He now suspected that Goode had done it on purpose.
He snorted, "Have you also been thinking about this for a long time?"
Good nodded frankly: "Of course."
"My entire senior year was spent reviewing. I've almost learned so much that I don't know what there is to review."
Lei Xuan was speechless. What kind of Versailles statement was this? What do you think those candidates who worked so hard for three years and had a very difficult senior year will think?
Anyway, Lei Xuan felt unbalanced when he thought about it, so he decided to make amends: "That's why you got the lowest score among the top scorers."
The one who seemed to be studying hard got the highest score so far.
Good said indifferently: "Our test papers are different."
Neither he nor Jiang Miaomiao took the national exam.
"Besides, I don't have any obsession with whether I can get the top spot."
After a pause, he remembered what Jiang Miaomiao had said just now and said, "When I was in my third year of high school, I practiced papers every day to keep my hand in shape. The rest of the time I read books related to economics."
So everyone's attention shifted to Lu Hui.
Lu Hui: "..."
Lu Hui covered his face. "So I was the only one who studied obediently for a whole year?"
"Hahahaha, there's an honest guy here, come and bully him!"
"Wait! Only those who have studied diligently for a whole year are worthy of publicity! They represent the general public of the test-takers."
"Oh, it's just a joke, don't take it so seriously."
"Even if an average person studies like this for another ten years, they still won't be able to get the top scorer."
"Indeed, just because this program has such a high concentration of top scorers doesn't mean they are worthless."
"In fact, one thing that can be seen at the top of every industry is that hard work is nothing compared to talent, and the same goes for learning."
"To patch up the building, more than 90% of people don't actually need talent, so hard work does help."
Among those present, Ji Xi, needless to say, had already started working in his last few months of high school.
The twin brothers don't look like the type who would listen to the class attentively.
So Lu Hui turned his expectant gaze to Jiang Xinyi.
Jiang Xinyi gave an awkward but polite smile.
Lu Hui understood.
Lu Hui withdrew his gaze and stopped humiliating himself.
The other two senior high school students present, Shen Fangli and Yan Xianjue, who had also studied for a whole year but whose grades were far behind theirs, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Shen Fangli lay beside Yan Xianjue and whispered in his ear: "Although I can empathize with him, I don't know why, I always feel that I don't want to comfort him."
Yan Xianjue nodded and gave her a firm thumbs up to express his approval.
At the same time, he also confirmed that Ji Xi was trying to trick him.
What's the difference between letting him bring up this topic and asking the last-place student in the grade to host a social event for eight top students who are tied for first place?
He glanced at Ji Xi coldly, and then received an innocent look from Ji Xi.
"Grass……"
Shen Fangli looked at him.
Yan Xianjue: "...It's a plant."
He murmured in Shen Fangli's ear dissatisfiedly: "Ji Xi tricked me and pretended to be innocent!"
Shen Fangli thought for a moment and asked him, “Have you ever considered the possibility that Ji Xi might have learned this from you?”
After doing something bad, he looks at others with an innocent face. Isn’t this Yan Xianjue’s normal behavior?
It is true that birds of a feather flock together.
Yan Xianjue firmly denied it: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"I'm simple, kind, and gentle, super innocent, okay."
Shen Fangli: “…”
She complained speechlessly: "I almost don't recognize these words anymore."
"Look at the words you used. Are they what you should say with your Chinese grade? You've pissed off your Chinese teacher to tears."
Yan Xianjue uttered a "hmm".
But he couldn't let the silence continue.
He gave Lei Xuan a look, and Lei Xuan silently looked away.
He looked at Ji Xi again. Ji Xi really wanted to learn from Lei Xuan, but Yan Xianjue gave him a threatening look as if he would settle the score later.
In order to save himself tomorrow, Ji Xi coughed lightly and said, "There is still some time before the registration period, which is enough time for you to think about it."
Lu Hui: "No, in fact, I haven't considered it at all."
He sounded a little lost: "I thought that with my grades, it would be a waste if I didn't go to the best school with the best major."
"But I never seemed to consider whether that school or that major was suitable for me."
Good: "If it's not suitable for you, just learn another major on your own."
He picked up the knife and sliced off a piece of mutton from the surface, put it in his mouth and tasted it: "Hmm, it's cooked. Try my cooking."
"Or you can choose the one with the most scholarships, and then you will have your first pot of gold."
Lu Hui: "..."
"Thank you, I'll think about it." He replied politely, and it seemed that he would not consider this as one of his options.
"How pitiful." Yan Xianjue sighed softly.
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