"Holy crap, where did this freak come from? He just... just kicked him away?"
"This is terrifying! That's Kong Xiangnan! Kong Xiangnan! A master of the Silver Dragon Eighth Rank! He didn't even have a chance to fight back!"
"Qin Sheng must have trained in the legendary ancient martial arts world. Even that's something no normal person could do!"
"..."
A moment later, a chorus of horrified and astonished voices erupted from the crowd, while the students of Class One just chuckled.
What happened to Kong Xiangnan again?
They probably haven't seen the scene of Boss Sheng lifting the 186-pound Fatty Lin in mid-air with his bare hands. That's fucking fantastical!
Even someone like Kong Xiangnan wouldn't be able to be easily defeated by their boss, Sheng!
Boss Sheng adding an extra foot is already giving her a lot of face!
However, no one said these thoughts aloud, only giving those around them a disdainful look that said, "You ordinary mortals are too ignorant and make a fuss over nothing."
Then they all stared at Qin Sheng with shining eyes.
Qin Sheng had already walked up to Kong Xiangnan, her lowered almond-shaped eyes revealing coldness and arrogance, her voice neither cold nor indifferent: "Still want to fight?"
Kong Xiangnan: "..."
She wanted to, but the crucial thing was that she could still stand up!
Kong Xiangnan clutched her possibly dislocated lower back, wanting to cry but unable to.
Then you see the girl lift her foot.
Kong Xiangnan's eyes widened in terror: "What do you want to do?!"
Are you trying to break her kneecaps too? How could you be so cruel?!
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he heard two soft "click" sounds. Just as Kong Xiangnan instinctively tried to push the person away, he jumped up with a burst of strength.
He stumbled and lunged towards Qin Sheng.
Kong Xiangnan spun around quickly, barely managing to regain his balance. Just as he was about to say something, a loud shout rang out like a thunderclap: "Kong Xiangnan! What do you think you're doing!"
While shouting, Director Wang, the head of the teaching department, rushed over and blocked Qin Sheng's way.
He first glanced back to make sure that Qin Sheng, apart from looking quite impatient, didn't seem injured, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he turned to Kong Xiangnan, his expression immediately changing: "Kong Xiangnan, I'm warning you, don't think you can be the king of the students just because you've studied Sanda for a few years and have some skills! Bullying weaker classmates, or I'll give you a major demerit!"
Kong Xiangnan, whose side waist and stomach were still aching badly, was speechless.
"Director Wang, I didn't..."
"You're not anything I didn't see!" Director Wang pointed to his own eyes, then to Kong Xiangnan, "You were the one who tried to pounce on Qin Sheng!"
Kong Xiangnan almost cried!
Before she could explain, the girl's cool voice slowly rang out: "Anyway, I didn't manage to pounce on him, so let it go."
Kong Xiangnan: "..."
All the students present: "..."
That's fucking outrageous!
Director Wang, who only saw the ending and not the middle part, was so moved that he almost shed tears. If it weren't for the difference in gender, he would have wanted to hold Qin Sheng's hand: "Qin Sheng is not only gentle, considerate, kind and academically excellent, but also so tolerant, generous and broad-minded. She is truly a role model for the younger generation!"
Turning to the students, he said fiercely, "See that? You all need to learn from Qin Sheng! If any of you were half as hardworking, half as sensible, and half as excellent as Qin Sheng, we teachers would be..."
Director Wang wanted to say that teachers wouldn't have to be so angry they'd go bald every day.
But then I thought, wait a minute!
If everyone were like Qin Sheng, playing games and sleeping all day without doing homework and still getting first place in the grade, then there would be no need for teachers to exist, right?
So he changed his tune: "We teachers can die without regrets!"
Everyone: "..."
Qin Sheng: "..."
There's no need to curse yourself like that.
Qin Sheng pressed her temples, glanced at the large stack of report cards in Director Wang's hand, and reminded him, "You're here to announce the results, right?"
Oh oh oh oh oh!
Director Wang finally realized what was happening and quickly walked towards the notice board.
Because the overall scores are recorded by the group leaders of each teaching group and then sent to the academic affairs office for statistics, even the teachers only know the ranking of the subjects they teach, but not the overall scores and overall rankings.
So now, not only the students, but also the homeroom teachers and subject teachers from each class have gathered around.
Among them, the most prominent are Wen Muyun and Cheng Shuya, the homeroom teachers of Class 1 and Class 2, respectively.
It wasn't that they were particularly good at squeezing in; rather, the teachers knew about the bet between Class 1 and Class 2, so they specially gave up their seats for them, just waiting to see the show.
Of course, the vast majority of people favored Class Two.
After all, Class 1 already had Qin Sheng, who always submitted blank papers and seriously dragged down the class's average score. Now, two more students, Song Yanzhi and Chi Sangsang, who are only slightly better than Qin Sheng, have joined the class. The gap in the average score is probably going to widen from the original ten-odd points to the thirties.
Amidst a chorus of expectant, anxious, or gloating glances, Director Wang began posting the report cards one by one onto the bulletin board.
There are a total of eighteen classes in the senior year of high school. The posters will be posted starting from class eighteen and going forward.
Class 18, Class 17, Class 16...
Every time a class's results are released, the students in that class flock to see their scores. Some are disappointed, some are pleasantly surprised, and of course, some are just indifferent.
Some people left after watching, while others stayed.
After about seven or eight minutes, Director Wang finished posting the grades for Class 3. He took out one of the last two sheets of paper from his hand, glanced at it, and nodded in satisfaction.
"The students in Class Two performed very well this time, especially Ren Changtian, who only dropped one place but maintained second place. Very good, quite good."
Everyone was like: "???"
What do you mean by "dropping one place but stabilizing second place"?
It is worth noting that after entering No. 1 High School, Ren Changtian consistently ranked first in every exam, and each time he was able to leave a gap of nearly 20 points between himself and the second-place student. He was undoubtedly the top student at No. 1 High School.
When Ren Changtian was ranked first, Director Wang didn't specifically praise him, but this time he dropped to second place, yet he was specifically singled out for praise.
Are you sure this isn't a veiled criticism disguised as praise?
Cheng Shuya's heart tightened, but she still managed a smile and feigned surprise, asking, "Changtian only got second place this time? Who got first place?"
His gaze fell on Qin Sheng, and he smiled: "Could it be Qin Sheng?"
"After all, in the past few years, Changtian has always been number one in both major and minor exams. Only Qin Sheng's score was slightly better than Changtian's in the entrance exam."
Director Wang looked inscrutable: "Let's keep you in suspense for now, you'll find out soon enough."
Cheng Shuya's face stiffened, and even Wen Muyun clenched his hands, clearly nervous.
Amidst a sea of curious gazes, Director Wang quickly pasted up the last two report cards.
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