Chapter 29 Praise
No one dared to speak in the classroom.
They were all silently muttering to themselves.
At this point, Lao Guan let out a cold laugh, his voice suddenly rising.
"Those who know it are from the school, but those who don't would think they've come to the vegetable market. Have they all gone crazy from spending their summer vacation?"
"I've been standing at the door for ages, and out of all the students in the class, not a single one is studying."
"What's wrong? You guys came to school just to chat, huh?"
...
The group of people below all bowed their heads, silently enduring the anger emanating from the podium, their fingers unconsciously picking at anything they could find.
Suddenly, the school bell rang, breaking the silence.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the person angrily throw down the words "Pay attention in class" and turn to leave.
I've never thought the school bell sounded so nice.
Chen Yu was stunned by the scolding, "He talked for so long and didn't repeat a single word."
Today marks the first official day of school. All the teachers introduced themselves before setting the rules.
At the end of the day, it felt like the group of people had spent the whole day playing.
However, just before school ended, they received news that was like a bolt from the blue.
"School starts tomorrow with exams."
"ah?"
When Wen Jiu returned home that evening, Wen Chengyu was still not there. She couldn't help but feel a little strange. How could he bear to leave without taking the money he had?
Just as she was wondering, the phone in her palm suddenly rang.
She looked down and saw it was a text message from Lin Meng.
"Could you explain this problem to me, deskmate?"
Wen Jiu opened the photo the girl sent and walked into the bedroom.
When they arrived at school the next morning, the group was not as relaxed as the day before, and some even had dark circles under their eyes.
What did you do last night?
"Don't even mention it. I fell asleep in a fit of anger because I couldn't solve a math problem, and in my dream, a domineering math maniac forced himself on me all night, asking me why I wasn't more patient with him. Damn it, why didn't he ask him why it was so hard to understand?"
The group burst into laughter.
But despite the jokes and laughter, everyone picked up a book as soon as they sat down.
But some are studying, and some—
"Are you sure you can do this?" Su Shun looked at the person who was writing formulas on the table with a pencil, his face full of doubt.
"It's not like you get points just for writing out formulas. I'll copy all these formulas down later, and I should get at least ten points."
That's not what I meant.
"Um?"
"I mean, what if we change seats later?"
"..."
Lao Guan arrived ten minutes before the exam, carrying a stack of exam papers.
The first thing he said after placing the test paper on the podium was, "Switch the positions of the papers."
Wu Feng: "Damn it."
The exam consists of a comprehensive test paper with a duration of 120 minutes and a total score of 150.
After explaining the precautions, Guan Zhi began distributing the test papers.
The students who received the exam papers looked them over from beginning to end, and their already shattered hopes were completely dashed.
Chen Yu looked at the person next to him who had taken the test paper and started writing diligently, his eyes filled with surprise. "Are your grades that good?"
The moment this thought crossed his mind, the hand holding the pen put it down, folded the paper, pushed it to the side, and suddenly collapsed.
"?"
"Finished writing?" Chen Yu's eyes widened as he curiously peered at the paper that had been pushed to the side of the table.
Name: Zhou Yanchuan Class: Grade 11, Class 9
Then, he looked at the answer area, his surprised expression gradually turning into speechlessness.
That's all there is to it—name and class.
“I’m not as good as you,” he said, turning his gaze away and beginning to write his own test paper seriously.
"I'll pick whoever's name is on my list."
*
The exam results were announced during the last period of the second day, and in Lao Guan's words, they were "unbearable to look at."
The full score was 150. Out of more than 50 students in the class, only about 30 reached the passing grade.
There were 15 students who scored above 120, and some of them were exactly 120.
The only thing that comforted him was—
Guan Zhi looked at the test paper in his hand, his eyes filled with undisguised praise and satisfaction: "Wen Jiu, 145."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole class gasped.
"Holy crap!"
"How many?"
Guan Zhi's only smile all morning was when he handed Wen Jiu the exam paper.
This child is good-looking, well-behaved, and capable; I like him no matter how I look at him.
“Keep going,” he encouraged softly.
Wen Jiu nodded.
The crowd below couldn't help but look at them with admiration.
Many of them knew Wen Jiu before they were assigned to Class 9. Last year, when the grade average score dropped below the passing mark in an exam, she still got a perfect score.
Her name can always be found on the honor roll.
Upon hearing the score, the boys in the last row all looked up.
However, they don't care how high the score is.
I just wanted to see people.
Wen Jiu didn't care about the gazes falling on her from all directions.
He lifted his foot and walked back to his seat.
At this moment, the person on the podium said again, "Besides Wen Jiu, there is another person I want to give special praise to."
Old Guan emphasized the word "emphasize," which immediately caused an even greater stir in the class.
Who is it?
Is it more than 145?
"This is insane."
Just as everyone was expressing their feelings, Lao Guan called out names.
"Zhou Yanchuan."
Chen Yu stared in disbelief: "Damn, Zhou Yanchuan?"
The students in his class reacted similarly.
Wen Jiu's eyes also showed subtle changes in emotion.
She wanted to look up at him, but she held back.
Everyone's gaze shifted to the back.
In the shadows at the back of the classroom, the boy leaned back in his chair, his long legs casually crossed.
He seemed to be looking at something, but when the name "Zhou Yanchuan" was mentioned, he turned his gaze to his teacher.
Old Guan gestured for him to go up.
He sat up straight and slowly rose from his seat.
Wen Jiu wanted to quicken her pace back to her seat, but after only a couple of steps, she ran into people coming from this direction.
The students' eyes all fell on the two people in the aisle.
Upon seeing people approaching, the girl instinctively turned to the side.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yanchuan also took a step to the side.
The path in the middle was wide enough for two people to walk side by side, but neither of them moved.
After a few seconds of silence, Wen Jiu lifted her foot, just as Zhou Yanchuan also moved a little to the middle.
The two stopped in the middle at the same time once again.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but chuckle.
Wen Jiu curled her fingers around the test paper and said softly, "You go first."
As she spoke, she turned to the side once again.
Hearing the girl's soft voice, the people around her all laughed.
"You've made everyone nervous."
Old Guan also shouted from the podium: "Zhou Yanchuan, tell Wen Jiu to go back to her seat."
Zhou Yanchuan smiled and stepped aside to indicate, "The teacher wants you to go first."
Seeing this, several boys in the back row discussed it.
"Even though Brother Chuan didn't do anything, why do I have this feeling that he bullied the class monitor?"
"Maybe it's because his face is too awful."
"The first time I've ever seen a girl avoid Brother Chuan."
"But I have to say, every time I see the class monitor's face, I think he looks so innocent and damn pure."
"I advise you not to have any improper thoughts. Putting everything else aside, if you mess with the squad leader, Lao Guan will kill you."
...
In school, students with good grades and those with poor grades are essentially two parallel lines.
Moreover, the girl in the corridor right now has an exceptionally cute and harmless face.
I feel like an idiot when I talk to her.
They suddenly said these things only because Zhou Yanchuan's face easily sparked some fantasies; whenever a girl got involved with him, the atmosphere around them would drift into ambiguity.
However, there isn't one available right now.
The difference between the two was too great; just standing together felt like he was bullying her.
So they just said it casually, and it was over in no time.
Because subconsciously, everyone assumed that Zhou Yanchuan would never associate with this kind of girl.
Old Guan looked at the young man who walked up to him and asked, "Do you know why I'm praising you in particular?"
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