Chapter 287 Live Broadcast, Revealing My Identity [3 Updates]
As soon as the girl said that, everyone in the class turned to look at her.
Filled with curiosity and doubt.
In the month or so since they officially entered their senior year of high school, they have already taken three mock exams, and Ying Yuexuan's results are indeed outstanding.
Even if Zhong Zhiwan were still alive, she wouldn't be able to outperform her.
Without Ying Zijing, the top spot in the grade would have belonged to Ying Yuexuan.
The students in the elite class were surprised by how much Ying Yuexuan's grades improved after just one year of studying in O continent.
“How is that possible?” Ying Yuexuan was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, and shook her head. “How could I be number one? Although I hid my username, I am currently only number 112 on the overall ranking.”
As she spoke, she generously showed her phone.
The students around gathered around to take a look and found that it was indeed the case.
No. 112: Username hidden, China, 478 points
The ISC qualifying tournament had a significant score gap; the top 20 all had over 2000 points, but the 21st place only had 1508 points.
The 100th place score is 996.
Ying Yuexuan was more than 400 points behind the 100th place.
The difficulty of ISC does not lie in how bizarre the questions are.
Whether it's basic questions or bonus questions, none of them are as difficult as a mock exam for the students in the gifted class.
However, the ISC exam covers a very broad range of topics, and the bonus questions also have time limits.
Once the questions are outside the nine subjects taught in high school, the contestants struggle to keep up.
After seeing Ying Yuexuan's ranking, the class monitor wasn't as excited, but still offered a compliment.
"Yuexuan, you're really amazing. I'm only ranked 408th on the overall list. It seems you're the highest-ranked person in Qingzhi."
After all, the participants are high school students from all over the world. While Qingzhi is one of the top universities in China, its international competitiveness is not particularly strong.
"The final international finals, it seems there are 600 spots available," the girl at the table said. "Xiaoxuan, you're guaranteed to make it to the international finals. Maybe you'll even be grouped with Ying Zijing and bring glory to our Qingzhi."
Upon hearing this name, Ying Yuexuan fell silent.
She gripped her phone tightly and continued working on her questions.
"Speaking of which, Ying Zijin is back from the capital," the class monitor said again. "Class 19 is acting like they've gone crazy. Why didn't we notice she was such a good student back then?"
This sentence silenced many people in the class.
Since the establishment of the elite class at Qingzhi, the top student in the grade has always been from the elite class.
Their class was the only exception.
When Ying Zijing was still in the elite class, most people were indifferent.
Lu Fang and Ying Feifei's group were constantly mocking and even resorting to underhanded tactics.
Whether through words or physical violence, they were all involved in the bullying of Ying Zijing at school.
But everything changed after Ying Zijing went to Class 19.
Especially those boys who used to mock her are now ashamed.
They have had regrets, but it's too late now.
The more Ying Yuexuan listened, the more agitated she became.
Unbeknownst to them, the gaze that had been focused solely on her had now completely shifted to Ying Zijin.
Now, no matter where she is, she can hear people discussing how amazing Ying Zijin is in her studies and how good she is in art.
It is ubiquitous.
Ying Yuexuan took a few slow breaths, then got up and left her seat.
"Xiaoxuan?" The girl at the table asked casually when she saw her leave, "Where are you going?"
"I have a question about an English question," Ying Yuexuan said slowly. "I'll go ask Teacher Deng."
**
At this moment, in the English group office.
Teacher Deng called Ying Zijin over, first asking about her health, and was very pleased.
Teacher Deng couldn't help but sigh, "I had high hopes for you back then, but I never imagined you would achieve such amazing results."
Who would have thought that a student who was at the bottom of the elite class could now represent China in competitions?
Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "You've helped me a lot too."
“This is what teachers should do,” Teacher Deng shook her head. “It’s your own ability.”
As a teacher, all she can do is not give up on any student, unless they are truly beyond help.
She has always disagreed with some teachers who treat students differently based on their grades, arguing that not every student is gifted in learning.
As she spoke, Teacher Deng pulled up a file on her computer: "Zijin, I need your help with something."
Ying Zijin leaned down slightly to look over.
“Next month, a research delegation from O continent will be coming,” Professor Deng said. “The professor leading the delegation is from the royal family of Y country, but they have since left, so I would like to ask you to help me receive them.”
She also remembered that Ying Zijing spoke authentic Queen's English.
"Next month?" Ying Zijing thought for a moment, "Okay."
"I was worried you wouldn't have time, so I'm letting you know in advance." Teacher Deng nodded. "If you encounter any difficulties at school, feel free to contact me anytime."
After exchanging a few more words with Teacher Deng, Ying Zijing left the office.
After the girl left, Ying Yuexuan turned around from another stairwell.
She arrived earlier and overheard Ying Zijing and Teacher Deng's conversation at the door.
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and remained outside the door without going in.
Ms. Deng is their English teacher in the gifted class. When such a good opportunity came up, she approached Ying Zijing first, without considering anyone else.
Ying Yuexuan ultimately decided not to go to Teacher Deng's place; she had figured it out.
Yes, Ying Zijin is very talented; she can get full marks on the tests for the gifted class.
There is a significant gap between her and Ying Zijing, but there are people who are stronger than Ying Zijing.
Can Ying Zijin compare to the number one on the ISC global ranking?
The ISC organizing committee has already evaluated the contestants currently participating in the selection competition. The top-ranked contestant's ability is no less than that of Ilna, who was specially recruited by Ilan Academy.
Ying Zijin is far inferior to these two.
Thinking of this, Ying Yuexuan's troubled mood finally calmed down.
Clutching the test paper, she returned to the gifted class.
**
That evening, at the Zhong family home.
Grandpa Zhong led Ying Zijin to the study, saying as they walked, "Your Grandpa Fu has fallen asleep again. He was just playing chess with me a moment ago, and he really does start snoring as soon as he sits down."
"Look, does he have some kind of illness again?"
Ying Zijing put down her schoolbag, gently massaged Grandpa Fu's shoulder, and checked his pulse.
"He's not sick." After reading it, Ying Zijing pondered, "But he's definitely not normal."
Generally speaking, people tend to sleep less as they get older.
"Yes," Grandpa Zhong sighed, "I asked your Grandpa Fu, and guess what he said?"
"He said he was too tired and didn't sleep enough before, and now he needs to make up for it."
Ying Zijing thought for a moment and said, "I'll go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital tomorrow to get some medicine."
"You don't need to go, I'll have someone go." Old Master Zhong put on his reading glasses. "Just write me a form."
Ying Zijin nodded and wrote down the five medicinal ingredients.
Grandpa Zhong folded the paper and put it away: "Will you be staying here tonight?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijing yawned. "It's been a long time since I've spent time with you."
"Good, good, good." Grandpa Zhong was very pleased. "Your room is tidied up every day. If you need anything, just tell your grandpa."
Ying Zijing left the study and went upstairs, taking out her laptop from her bag and turning it on.
An email popped up in my QQ inbox.
【Dear Chocolate Mousse, it's been 109 days since you left Shark Live. We miss you so much! When will you have time to pamper Little Shark again?】
Ying Zijin ruthlessly deleted the email.
However, this email did remind her that she hadn't logged into the live stream for a long time.
Ying Zijing opened the computer version of Shark Live and logged into the backend.
As soon as the live stream started, people immediately joined and simultaneously sent ten rockets.
[Great news! The master has finally remembered us, his hungry little ones!]
[It's been 109 days since the pro player left. I miss him.]
[Why did you use that name? Did the expert say they're male?]
Ying Zijing changed her voice during her live stream; it became neutral and indistinguishable between male and female.
Although only one hand was shown, some boys' hands are now no different from girls'.
So much so that every time she goes live, a bunch of people discuss her gender.
Ying Zijin took out a piece of paper, preparing to explain a few questions as usual.
At that moment, a striking red "Supreme VIP" comment appeared.
[Wow! You're amazing! I remember you said you still had midterms, so you're a high school student, right? Did you participate in ISC? Are you number one on the global leaderboard? Are you?]
Ying Zijing glanced at it and answered directly, "Yes, it's me."
The live stream was silent for a full half minute before the chat exploded.
Holy crap! I knew it, it couldn't be anyone but a pro.
[Stop, stop! Do you even know what it means to be number one on the ISC global leaderboard? A streamer trying to ride that wave? It's hilarious.]
[Keep bragging. You say you're number one in the ISC global rankings? I could just say I'm the president of Norton University.]
If you really don't have your app, then please remain silent. Thank you.
To be continued tomorrow~
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(End of this chapter)
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