"You've been talking nonstop since I entered the classroom. You were talking when Mingyue was talking, and you were talking after Mingyue finished. How much do you have to say? Why don't you come up on stage and introduce yourself so that everyone can see what kind of mouth you have?"
"..." Zhao Haizhou blushed with embarrassment and kept his head down without saying a word.
The counselor frowned and stared at him, saying with exasperation, "Your grades are terrible, you always have conflicts with your roommates in the dorm, and you can't even behave in class... Zhao Haizhou, have some self-respect."
"Look at Jiang Jingwen and Zhu Jinzhao in front of you, they're both looking annoyed because of your noise! Can't you create a better learning environment for the students around you?"
Zhu Jinzhao, who was suddenly called out, thought: "...Huh?"
Why did I suddenly become the object of my counselor's affection?
"Pfft..." Jiang Jingwen almost couldn't help but laugh.
"..." Zhu Jinzhao stared at her with a pair of bewildered eyes and blinked innocently.
“You’re the best.” She raised her hand and gave Zhu Jinzhao a thumbs-up under the table. “Luckily, I listened to you and didn’t argue with him, otherwise I would have been criticized too.”
“…Ah…” Zhu Jinzhao nodded blankly, “I knew we shouldn’t argue with this kind of person, right?”
Jiang Jingwen wholeheartedly agreed: "Yes!"
It was past eight o'clock. The counselor glanced at the time, temporarily stopped criticizing Zhao Haizhou, and left the classroom after saying "Pay attention in class".
The old man, who had been standing at the classroom door for a long time, finally came in with his books.
"Damn it!"
As soon as the counselor left, Zhao Haizhou cursed indignantly from behind: "That stupid counselor must be blind. I wasn't the only one who spoke, so why was he only criticizing me?"
"..."
No one around him paid any attention to him.
He muttered a few meaningless curses, then, finding it pointless, shut up dejectedly.
Finally, all was quiet... Zhu Jinzhao sighed comfortably, followed the teacher's instructions to open the textbook on the table, and then he was dumbfounded.
...
What is all this? She can't understand any of it.
Financial markets and macroeconomic regulation? Monetary policy and financial development? Research on the international financial system?
She recognized each character individually, but she couldn't understand them when they were put together.
She stared blankly at the dense text and inexplicable graphs in the book for a long while before she remembered something—
In the original novel, Zhu Mingyue is a gifted academic star with exceptionally high grades. Upon transferring to Imperial Capital University, she immediately became the top student in her major, racking up scholarships left and right. The fact that the fake heiress could become classmates with someone like her proves what? It proves that the fake heiress is also an academic star!
Today, an ordinary, mediocre student from a second-tier university transmigrates into a book and becomes a top student at a 985 university. His identity has changed, but what about his brain? His IQ? His knowledge?
Can this thing be inherited?
Moreover, if she wasn't mistaken, the fake heiress majored in financial management, which left a lousy teacher training student like her wondering how to compete.
I can't understand it at all!
"No, no..." Zhu Jinzhao panicked a little. After all, they shared the same brain, so she closed her eyes, trying to inherit the fake heiress's knowledge as if inheriting her memories.
The good news is that she did inherit something; the bad news is also just that.
"..." She opened her eyes, staring blankly at the PowerPoint presentation on the whiteboard. The knowledge in her mind was like constipated feces, dry and smelly.
Sigh... Oh well, there's no use worrying about it now. She took out her phone from her bag and searched for reliable financial courses on A-site. Seeing that netizens were recommending a particular teacher, she went to the website and bought that teacher's course.
"Since I'm already here, I can't fail every subject and not even get a diploma," Zhu Jinzhao comforted himself.
Since the fake heiress didn't leave her with much "talent," she could only make up for it through hard work.
She picked up her pen and took notes while silently shedding tears in her heart.
After two solid classes, Zhu Jinzhao felt completely drained.
She packed her bag with a sullen face, stood up stiffly from her seat, and looked at Jiang Jingwen with eyes that showed no warmth whatsoever.
"I'm hungry, let's go eat."
Jiang Jingwen nodded, first agreeing, then winked at Zhu Mingyue: "Should we invite her along?"
"No..." Zhu Jinzhao subconsciously wanted to say no, but when her eyes met Jiang Jingwen's nervous gaze, she suddenly stopped.
In the novel, Zhu Mingyue's accusation against the fake heiress at school was "ostracism and isolation." Today is Zhu Mingyue's first day at Imperial Capital University, and she's completely unfamiliar with the place. If Zhu Jinzhao doesn't take the initiative to help her, wouldn't that be playing right into her hands?
No, absolutely not! We must never let such a tragedy happen again!
"Of course I'll invite her!" She changed her tone abruptly, and even though she was terrified of Zhu Mingyue, she still mustered up the courage to invite her to dinner.
"Mingyue, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch together."
Zhu Mingyue paused in packing her schoolbag, then looked up at Zhu Jinzhao with a hint of surprise.
"No need." She hesitated for a few seconds before declining Zhu Jinzhao's invitation. "You guys go ahead and eat. I have something to do and I'm not in a hurry to eat."
"What's wrong?" Zhu Jinzhao asked, feigning concern. "This is your first time at school, so you're not familiar with the campus yet. If you don't mind, Jiang Jiang and I can accompany you. We can keep you company and give you directions."
“Yes, yes.” Although Jiang Jingwen didn’t know why Zhu Jinzhao was suddenly so enthusiastic, she still chimed in.
Zhu Mingyue raised an eyebrow, glanced at Zhu Jinzhao's hands which were clenched into fists out of fear, and said with a light laugh, "No need, I don't need anyone to accompany me, you guys go eat by yourselves."
After saying that, he got up from his seat, picked up his schoolbag, and left.
“…Zhao Chao?” Jiang Jingwen turned to look at Zhu Jinchao. “She doesn’t need it, let’s go by ourselves.”
Zhu Jinzhao sighed helplessly, "Oh."
The school is too big; it takes almost ten minutes to walk from the teaching building to the cafeteria.
Zhu Jinzhao and Jiang Jingwen glanced at the cafeteria and, seeing a long queue inside, decisively turned around and headed out of the school gate.
Jiang Jingwen: "I'm going to eat light meals. I ate a lot of meat and fish over the weekend, and my belly has gotten bigger."
"Ugh..." Zhu Jinzhao couldn't help but scoff at the words "light food," "This stuff isn't fit for human consumption."
"Buzz—Buzz—"
Just as she finished speaking, Zhu Jinzhao's phone vibrated twice in her hand. She turned on the screen and glanced at it; it was a WeChat message from someone whose contact name was "Xiaozhou".
—I have something to do at noon today, so I won't be having lunch with you.
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