Office of the Mathematics Department of No. 1 Middle School
"Impossible! This year's math exam was so difficult, and the last big question was from last year's National Mathematics Competition. Someone actually got a perfect score!" The math teacher of Class 1 looked at the test paper in his hand, his eyes filled with shock.
"What? Quick, open it and see who it is. It should be Lu Hansheng from your class."
The teachers, who were busy grading the papers, all gathered around.
When the math teacher of Class 1 saw this, he opened the bound test papers and everyone was stunned when they saw the names.
"Shi Miao? That transfer student from Class 8?"
The test paper was passed around among the people, and those who had seen it were undoubtedly impressed by Shi Miao's solution to the last question.
The math teacher of Class 3 said in disbelief, "Impossible! Didn't Shi Miao get in through connections? When did her grades become so good?"
"Teacher Yu, is Shi Miao in your class really that good at math? I've never heard you mention it before."
Yu Bo was still reeling from the incident and said awkwardly, "Ahem, I only found out about this now."
"Such a promising talent shouldn't be wasted in Class 8," everyone chimed in.
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"I just heard from a rumor that someone got a perfect score on the math test!" Wan Yang, the class monitor of Class 8, rushed in.
"It's definitely Lu Hansheng from Class 1, no doubt about it."
"Yes, he's been at the top of the list for years. Who else could it be but him?"
"A top student is a top student indeed. Even though the math exam was so difficult this time, they still managed to get a perfect score."
...
Hu Tiantian cupped her round face in her hands and said enviously, "I wish I could be this good at math someday, sigh."
“I can teach you,” Shi Miao suddenly blurted out, who was playing a game.
"Um, Sister Miao, your math isn't as good as mine."
"..." The last time Shi Miao was speechless was the last time.
"Yeah, Sister Miao, you're such a slacker, don't get involved." Ji Sinian, who was playing games with Shi Miao, mocked.
Shi Miao clicked her tongue and raised an eyebrow slightly. "What if I'm in the top three of the grade?"
"Tch, if you were in the top three of your grade, would you dare answer if I called you 'Dad'?"
"Just you wait, my good son."
Ji Sinian thought that Shi Miao was just putting on airs because she was too embarrassed to admit it, so he didn't expose her.
Just then, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Ma, walked in with the report card.
Old Ma's smile hasn't stopped since he walked in. "Classmates, you'd never guess that Shi Miao from our class is the second-place winner in the grade this year!"
"Holy crap, is this for real?"
"Awesome, Sister Miao."
"Who exactly is spreading rumors that Sister Miao's grades are bad?"
Class 8 was in an uproar.
Old Ma continued his bombshell: "Shi Miao, you've really made a name for yourself! You got full marks in everything except Chinese. If it weren't for the blank essay, you would definitely be number one."
"......."
The students in Class 8 were so shocked they couldn't speak; the only word that came to mind was "awesome!"
Ji Sinian's eyes were filled with shock. He pointed at Shi Miao and accused her, "Damn it, Sister Miao, we agreed that we'd stick together through thick and thin, and whoever leaves first is a dog."
"When did I say that? Call me Dad." Shi Miao remained expressionless, arms crossed, looking at him calmly.
Ji Sinian scratched his head and reluctantly began, "Dad...Dad..."
"Um... Sister Miao... I didn't know you were so amazing. Um... do you still stand by the promise you made about teaching me math?" Hu Tiantian, who sat in front of her, looked at her cautiously.
Shi Miao raised an eyebrow and curled her lips into a smile, "It counts."
"Waaaaah, I love you, Sister Miao."
Old Ma walked over and said with a smile, "By the way, Shi Miao, your Chinese teacher wants to go to her office."
"Okay." Shi Miao nodded and got up to go to the Chinese language office.
......
In the Chinese Language Group Office
"Shi Miao, do you have a problem with me?" The Chinese teacher looked up at the girl standing next to her.
Shi Miao touched the bridge of his nose and said lightly, "Cough, no."
The Chinese teacher complained, "Then why did you get full marks in all the other subjects but not in Chinese? Why didn't you write an essay?"
"Writing essays is too difficult, I don't want to write them."
"You got all the Chinese questions right except for the composition. You're saying you can't write?" A hint of suspicion flashed in the Chinese teacher's eyes.
"I'll definitely write next time," Shi Miao promised.
"Alright, go back now. If you don't do it next time, you'll have to copy the test paper ten times."
Shi Miao: "......"
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Classroom
"Holy crap, did you hear? This time, the second place went to Shi Miao from Class 8."
"No way, isn't Shi Miao from the countryside?"
"I also heard that Shi Miao didn't write the essay, otherwise she would definitely have gotten first place."
"Is this fake news? It can't be, can it? Could someone be even more powerful than Lu Hansheng?"
The students in the class chattered excitedly.
At this moment, Lu Hansheng, one of the main characters everyone was talking about, was sitting in his seat writing a question, calmly as if he wasn't the subject of the discussion.
The boy had neat, short black hair, with wisps of hair slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes. His features were delicate and well-defined, with deep black eyes and a high, straight nose. He was writing with great concentration, his long, thick, dark eyelashes hanging down.
Lu Hansheng came from a poor family and often worked part-time after school, always keeping to himself.
Moreover, he always gave people a feeling of being unapproachable, and was cold to everyone, so not many people were willing to talk to him.
Zeng Tingting turned her head to look at the girl next to her and hesitated, "Xinxin, didn't you say that Shi Miao came from the countryside and had very bad grades?"
Gu Yanxin's face stiffened. She bit her lip and said softly, "I don't know either. My sister has never told us, so Mom and Dad both think that my sister's grades are bad."
Upon hearing this, Zeng Tingting's eyes flashed with understanding, and she whispered a reminder: "Do you think... she might be cheating?"
A glint of light flashed in Gu Yanxin's eyes, and she hesitated before speaking, "No...it's impossible. Although my sister grew up in the countryside, I believe she wouldn't be that kind of person."
Zeng Tingting snorted coldly and said with certainty, "You can know a person's face but not their heart. She definitely cheated."
Gu Yanxin lowered her eyelids and remained silent, her eyes flickering slightly.
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