Chapter 275 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 25
Boya High School will start school on the 16th day of the first lunar month.
As Zhuang Yan reached the classroom door, he heard Xin Zeming talking to his classmates. "I'm making a bet with Zhuang Yan: whoever loses this exam will run naked!"
Fatty: "Really? How did you do on the test?"
Xin Zeming was full of confidence, "I'm sure to win this time. Just wait and see Zhuang Yan running naked!"
When Zhuang Yan walked into the classroom, all the students' eyes were focused on him. Some were curious, some were expectant, and some were sympathetic.
He returned to his seat, put down his schoolbag, and chuckled. "The results haven't come out yet, so don't get too excited. Otherwise, you'll get slapped in the face and it'll hurt."
Xin Zeming didn't care. He strode over to Shen Xinran's desk and said, "Zixiao, I've already asked the teacher. My score this time is 30 points higher than the last monthly exam, and my ranking has also moved up five places."
After he finished speaking, he stared at Zhuang Yan provocatively with a smug smile on his face: "So, you are doomed to lose this time."
Shen Xinran looked up at Xin Zeming and sighed. Someone please save this idiot!
The bell rang, and Xin Zeming hurried back to his seat. Shen Xinran glanced at Zhuang Yan and asked, "If Xin Zeming loses, do you really want him to run naked?"
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a teasing tone, "Do you want to see him streaking?"
Shen Xinran instantly got goosebumps all over her body. She shook her head and replied briefly, "No, it's an eyesore."
Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Then I know."
The head teacher walked in with an A4 paper. The students all knew that this was the transcript of their last final exam, so they kept staring at the A4 paper in the head teacher's hand.
The head teacher walked to the podium, looked around, and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Overall, our class performed well in this exam. Some students, in particular, have made significant progress."
Upon hearing this, Xin Zeming straightened his back involuntarily, raised his chin proudly, and felt secretly proud of himself, thinking that the "huge progress" that the teacher mentioned belonged to him.
The head teacher picked up the report card and read it out, "Qiao Zixiao, total score 710, first in the grade."
Suddenly, warm applause broke out in the classroom.
When the head teacher saw the next name, she paused. Just as the students were puzzled, she looked at Zhuang Yan and said in a deep voice, "Zhuang Yan, 709, second in grade."
As soon as the head teacher said this, the classroom exploded.
The classmates were discussing: "Zhuang Yan is second in the grade?"
"How could Zhuang Yan, who always slept at the bottom of the class, be second in the grade?"
Zhuang Yan turned to Chen Xinran with a smug smile: "Look, our names are next to each other."
Shen Xinran simply glanced at Zhuang Yan, not wanting to say anything more. She seriously suspected that Zhuang Yan was manipulating his grades again. As long as he wanted, the top spot in the grade would be his.
After hearing the news that Zhuang Yan was second in his grade, Xin Zeming froze in his tracks. When he realized what was happening, he immediately shouted, "Zhuang Yan couldn't possibly be second. He must have plagiarized!"
Zhuang Yan sneered and retorted, "The top student in the grade and I weren't in the same exam room. Whose copying would have gotten me to second place?"
Xin Zeming glared at Zhuang Yan fiercely, his eyes bloodshot, "Then you must have stolen the questions!"
Zhuang Yan said sarcastically, "Then you really think highly of me."
The homeroom teacher looked at the chaos in the classroom and said seriously, "Alright, everyone, be quiet. Zhuang Yan must have put in a lot of hard work to get second place in the grade this time. I hope you can learn from him."
Although the homeroom teacher said he believed in Zhuang Yan, after the morning self-study get out of class, he still walked over to Zhuang Yan and said with a tone of unquestionable determination: "Zhuang Yan, come to my office."
Zhuang Yan stood up and followed the head teacher calmly. The two of them walked away in the corridor.
After arriving at the office, the head teacher handed Zhuang Yan a physics test paper and said calmly, "Try to do this set of questions first."
Zhuang Yan took the test paper, glanced at it, picked up the pen, and wrote the answer with the tip of the pen jumping on the paper.
The head teacher stood quietly by, his eyes closely following Zhuang Yan's handwriting. When Zhuang Yan finished writing one page in one class period, the head teacher's expression gradually became strange.
Only she knew that these questions were from the college entrance examination two years ago, and Zhuang Yan answered every one of them correctly. She had never even thought of the answering methods for some of them.
"Okay, you don't have to write anymore." The head teacher's voice broke the silence and she took back the test paper.
Zhuang Yan raised his head and asked, "Teacher, do you believe me?"
The head teacher smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone: "As a teacher, I always believe in my students."
Zhuang Yan stopped talking, but he knew in his heart that if he really believed in him, why would he call him to the office alone?
The head teacher asked curiously, "Your grades in the last monthly exam were at the bottom, so how come you improved so much in the final exam?"
Zhuang Yan smiled and replied, "I have to thank the teacher for giving me a good deskmate. Whenever I have questions, I can ask him. Under his encouragement, I gradually understand the importance of learning."
The head teacher was happy. If Qiao Zixiao could transform a poor student into a talent for Peking University or Tsinghua University within one semester, then wouldn't their class be able to produce two more students from Peking University or Tsinghua University in the next two semesters?
Zhuang Yan immediately saw through the teacher's thoughts. He said in a deep voice, "Teacher, let me make it clear first. Without Zi Xiao's encouragement, I can't guarantee that my grades will remain stable."
The head teacher understood the deeper meaning behind Zhuang Yan's words and glared at him. But she also realized that even with the encouragement of a top student, no one could make such rapid progress in such a short time.
I've heard that geniuses are often unique. I imagine Zhuang Yan is no exception, quietly accumulating strength and waiting for the moment to explode.
Teachers always have a natural preference for students with excellent grades. The head teacher smiled at Zhuang Yan and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay, there is nothing else to do, you can go back."
After Zhuang Yan left, the Chinese teacher in the same office turned to the homeroom teacher and said with a hint of doubt, "Do you really believe that he didn't cheat?"
The homeroom teacher explained, "The last final exam was a city-wide exam, and we both know how confidential the exam papers were. Even us invigilators didn't get the papers until right before the exam began. How could a poor student like him know the questions in advance?"
The Chinese teacher pursed his lips and said with disdain, "I just think that Zhuang Yan is a student with bad intentions."
The homeroom teacher saw the Chinese teacher's prejudice against Zhuang Yan. She put away Zhuang Yan's paper and stopped arguing. Because time is the best proof, it will slowly reveal all the truth.
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