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The system told Jiang Jingshu that she would have to take the college entrance examination a year later, which could be understood as the imperial examination of the past.
Jiang Jingshu was utterly overwhelmed, and couldn't help but marvel at how times were truly progressing. In the past, how many people took the imperial examinations in foreign languages? Even someone like her father, the emperor, didn't understand foreign languages.
How is Jiang Jingshu supposed to learn this?
"Help, didn't you say that once the flowers are planted, everything will be fine? Won't the flowers mature if I don't conduct scientific research?"
Looking at the appalling report card in front of her, Jiang Jingshu had no idea how she had passed the exam. Her thoughts drifted back to the day of the exam.
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Jiang Jingshu only found out about the exam suddenly. It was only when Su Xiaoyue asked her how her revision was going that she realized it.
She knows absolutely nothing; how can she possibly review? She's more like a previewer.
So, the day before the exam, Jiang Jingshu secretly asked the system if there was any way to quickly pass the exam, "Help, is there any way to quickly pass the exam?"
The system told her not to worry too much, and that it didn't matter how many points she scored.
She didn't know whether Jiang Jingshu's academic performance was good or bad before. How could it be that it didn't matter how many points she scored? What if she was exposed?
There was no other way; she had to rely on herself. In the middle of the night, she spent a long time searching on her phone for quick exam preparation methods, including so-called "choose the longest among three long and one short" or "choose the shortest among three short and one long" techniques.
On the morning of the exam, the first thing Jiang Jingshu did after being woken up by the noise in her head was to look at the phone next to her pillow, which was lit up with the message: "How to cope with an English exam with zero knowledge."
Everything is ready; the rest is up to fate.
Having done her homework, Jiang Jingshu sat down in the examination room.
The first subject, Chinese, went well. Jiang Jingshu excels at analyzing words and phrases. The first reading passage was about popular science on artificial intelligence, which Jiang Jingshu treated as an opportunity to expand her knowledge, and she read it with great interest.
The following classical Chinese text was Wei Zheng's "Ten Thoughts on Advising Emperor Taizong," which delighted Jiang Jingshu, as she had read this article in ancient times.
At the time, she was still having an in-depth discussion with Zhou Mingyuan about the so-called "Ten Thoughts". For Jiang Jingshu, this article was like meeting an old friend in an unfamiliar environment, and she wrote it very smoothly.
Even the final essay question quoted Xunzi's idea of "the ruler as a boat and the people as water," discussing what the most important quality of a ruler is.
Although Jiang Jingshu did not understand what "ruling" meant, she thought it should be similar to her father's position, so she discussed it as "the one in power".
This was not difficult for Jiang Jingshu, who had been familiar with all kinds of articles since childhood. She even thought of her father, the emperor.
Even if you can't write, summarizing your father's actions is still feasible.
After all, in Jiang Jingshu's heart, her father was the best person imaginable.
In his early years, Emperor Yongning personally led military campaigns to fight enemy states, recover lost territories, and pacify the Central Plains.
Jiang Jingshu feels extremely proud whenever she thinks about this history.
She stretched her wrists and wrote a thousand words in a flowing style.
The smoother things are now, the more painful it is to do math.
Jiang Jingshu couldn't help but look at the astronomy in front of her, her mind drifting back to the posts she had searched for late the night before.
"If there are three long and one short, choose the longest; if there are three short and one long, choose the shortest; if they are all different, choose D."
Jiang Jingshu looked at the options in front of her: A: 2, B: 3, C: 7, D: 1
Jiang Jingshu: ...How come they're the same length?
Jiang Jingshu closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, and decided to choose the biggest one, no matter what.
Finally, having no other choice, Jiang Jingshu resorted to the simplest method: breaking the eraser into four pieces, thus entrusting her fate to heaven.
The multiple-choice questions were fine, but for the fill-in-the-blank and essay questions, Jiang Jingshu could only leave them blank.
Just as I was about to hand in my paper, I remembered the method I found yesterday—writing the "solution".
Jiang Jingshu even wrote "Solution" for multiple-choice questions.
Bringing her thoughts back, Jiang Jingshu picked up her report card.
Chinese: 70. Jiang Jingshu recalled Xie Zhijin's report card and couldn't help but nod. He did well.
Math: 20, Jiang Jingshu: ...
Jiang Jingshu didn't have the courage to continue watching the remaining subjects.
"Your Highness need not be discouraged. After all, this is your first time encountering these things, so it is normal that you do not understand them."
Even so, Jiang Jingshu still felt a little embarrassed. But thinking about it, she realized she hadn't really studied much, and it was only a little over 300 points, so it wasn't a big deal.
The next day, Jiang Jingshu returned to class, and Su Xiaoyue quietly approached her.
Jiang Jingshu asked her what was wrong, and Su Xiaoyue took out a test paper and slowly said, "Jiang Jiang, you..."
She was holding Jiang Jingshu's math test paper. Thinking about her own test paper with a score of 20, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She was also thinking: Could it be that Jiang Jingshu used to be very good at math?
"Why are you even writing out the solutions for multiple-choice questions? You're going to make me laugh to death, Jiang Jiang."
Jiang Jingshu hadn't gotten the joke yet, "What's wrong?"
Su Xiaoyue simply smiled and handed the test paper to Jiang Jingshu before returning to her seat.
In math class, Zhou Xiao was reviewing the test papers.
After finishing the explanation of the multiple-choice questions, Zhou Xiao emphasized, "From now on, you are not allowed to write solutions for any questions other than the essay questions. There are answer sheets for multiple-choice questions, so what's the point of writing solutions on them? You'd be better off using that time to check the questions you've already answered."
Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and chuckled softly to Jiang Jingshu.
Jiang Jingshu: ...
Some boys in the class started teasing, "Teacher, who would write the solution somewhere else?"
"I'll kill time like this after I finish my test."
"Shut up, I'm just emphasizing this again, it's not just one person doing this." Zhou Xiao maintained order in the class and began explaining the next question.
Looking at her math test paper, Jiang Jingshu couldn't help but feel curious. "So this is wrong? Does anyone actually do this?"
The class finally ended, and during the break, Jiang Jingshu and Su Xiaoyue returned from the restroom only to hear arguing coming from the classroom.
"You treat her like a treasure, what business is it of yours what I have with her?" Wang Shengli's angry voice rang out.
Su Xiaoyue stopped Jiang Jingshu, who was about to enter the classroom, and gestured for her to wait a moment before going in.
"I just can't stand you. Is it really necessary to target that girl like this over a painting? I knew it was you posting on the forum right away. Posting something like that is really going too far."
Xie Zhijin's voice came again, tinged with displeasure.
"What, are you so sure it's not true that I'm targeting you?" Wang Shengli's voice was tinged with anger.
Although Jiang Jingshu didn't know what they were talking about, her intuition told her that this matter was related to her.
Su Xiaoyue, standing beside him, was already furious. "Wang Shengli is definitely spouting nonsense again. I'm going to tear his mouth apart."
The two walked in, and the arguing stopped abruptly.
Most of the students in the class were there to watch the commotion. Jiang Jingshu asked one of them, and the student handed her his phone.
Jiang Jingshu clicked on the picture. The picture showed a back view of a woman carrying a pink backpack and with her hair in a ponytail. It was easy to recognize her as Jiang Jingshu.
Jiang Jingshu was a little puzzled. "What's wrong?"
The classmate glanced at Jiang Jingshu, seemingly observing her reaction, then swiped to the second picture, which showed the pink keychain from Jiang Jingshu's backpack, which had been thrown into the trash can at the hotel entrance.
Jiang Jingshu frowned slightly because she saw the text below the picture.
The caption reads: "High school girl doesn't go home after school; her personal belongings are found in the hotel trash can."
Upon seeing this, Su Xiaoyue was furious and immediately rushed over, pointing at Wang Shengli: "What are you trying to do? Posting this kind of text is illegal, you know that?"
Having spent years in the inner palace, Jiang Jingshu was very sensitive to this matter. How could such a thing that ruins a person's reputation still exist thousands of years later? And what she didn't understand was how this pink pendant could become a personal item.
She quickly scrolled through the comments below, and they were all making lewd jokes about her.
As a princess who had recently come of age and was confined to the inner palace, purity was of paramount importance to women of that era, and Jiang Jingshu was no exception. She couldn't bear the direct onslaught of malice in the comments section.
Even if he was not favored in the past, he was still of royal blood, and royal dignity was above all else. No one would ever joke like that.
For once, she felt like crying.
Instead of criticizing the person who took the photos, people pointed fingers at a girl based solely on two pictures.
In this unfamiliar world, her familiar nanny is no longer by her side, and her revered father and close friends are all from a thousand years ago.
Whenever she suffered injustice, her nanny would stay by her side. At this moment, she suddenly longed to return to that deep palace, to return to her nanny's side.
Noticing the emotions of the person beside her, Su Xiaoyue quickly patted Jiang Jingshu's back, "Jiang Jiang, don't cry, I'll go with you to find the teacher."
The classmate raised his hand shakily and said weakly to Su Xiaoyue, "Could you give me back my phone? I brought it secretly."
Su Xiaoyue promptly returned the phone, then went back to her seat and took out her own phone. "I'm not afraid. Come on, Jiang Jiang, I'll go with you to find the teacher."
Jiang Jingshu and Su Xiaoyue arrived at the office. Su Xiaoyue handed her phone to Zhou Xiao and recounted what had happened, then kept speaking up for Jiang Jingshu.
Zhou Xiao also had a sullen face. She comforted Jiang Jingshu for a couple of minutes and then called Wang Shengli to her office.
Jiang Jingshu returned to the classroom, only to hear Xie Zhijin's voice, "You're back?"
Jiang Jingshu responded with a muffled sound.
"I know it's all fake. I remember what you were wearing that day. We went home together that day." Seemingly feeling that Jiang Jingshu was too depressed, Xie Zhijin spoke up, wanting to cheer her up.
Jiang Jingshu nodded. "I know, he has no proof that the pink pendant is mine."
Su Xiaoyue nodded, as if she had thought of something, and said, "But you were wearing this pendant in the previous photo."
"It's also possible that someone deliberately bought the same thing and threw it in the hotel trash can to frame me." Jiang Jingshu's eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool. She didn't need to think about such a small trick to know it.
The school bell rang. "Jiang Jingshu, I believe you. The innocent will clear themselves. These petty tricks are utterly worthless." After saying this, Xie Zhijin returned to his seat.
Jiang Jingshu thought, "It's so unfair that a woman's innocence is being slandered by others with nothing but empty words."
However, the comments under that post were really unpleasant to read.
After Wang Shengli came out of the office, he said to Jiang Jingshu, "What evidence do you have to prove that I was the one who posted this?"
Su Xiaoyue was not to be outdone. She once again shielded Jiang Jingshu behind her in a protective stance, glared at Wang Shengli, and said, "Everyone knows that you and Jiang Jiang have a conflict. It's not a conflict," as if realizing something, Su Xiaoyue added, "it's you who unilaterally started the trouble."
"Just because your mother left you to pursue her art abroad, do you hate all the talented artists in the world?"
As if Su Xiaoyue had touched a raw nerve, Wang Shengli suddenly grabbed Su Xiaoyue's collar and yelled at her, "Shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."
"What's your hurry? Did someone hit a nerve? There are so many women in the world who are good at painting, can you criticize them all?" Su Xiaoyue was not to be outdone, but due to the disparity in strength between men and women, she did not push Wang Shengli away immediately.
Jiang Jingshu pushed Wang Shengli away abruptly, finally understanding why she had been targeted all along.
In her view, Wang Shengli was an extreme person. He hated all female painters just because of one thing.
Jiang Jingshu shielded Su Xiaoyue behind her, saying, "You don't need to prove yourself, and neither do I. Once I find out the IP address, the truth will naturally come out. Why waste words?"
"Jiang Jingshu, I've been annoyed with you for a long time." Wang Shengli looked at Jiang Jingshu with a sinister expression.
"You may be unhappy with me, but I'll still be here just fine. If I find out that you posted this, I will definitely pursue it to the end and see who has the last laugh."
Without evidence, Zhou Xiao couldn't say anything about Wang Shengli, so Jiang Jingshu had to find evidence herself. She asked the system, "Help, what was the IP address you just mentioned in my mind?"
"The IP address tells us the approximate location of the poster," the system explained.
"That's amazing, how can I find out the IP address?"
"Your Highness, you can't find anything."
Jiang Jingshu: Why can't I find it?
"Your Highness is just a student, where would you have met someone with such advanced skills?"
Realizing the system's words made sense, Jiang Jingshu rolled her eyes. "Help, do you know how?"
system:……
"Why aren't you saying anything, Master Golden Finger?" Jiang Jingshu asked expectantly.
After a long silence, the system finally said calmly, "...Yes."
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