Chapter 125 The Fear of Being Dominated by Ying Scholars [3 Updates]
Silence, and more silence.
Ying Zijing stared at the back of the answer sheet and remained silent for a full five minutes.
The students next to him were always on guard against Ying Zijing copying his answers, so they naturally noticed it when they glanced at her.
It seems that Ying Zijin has given up on herself and doesn't even want to plagiarize anymore; she's just started spacing out.
Why make a bet with Lu Fang then?
That's it?
He scoffed lightly, with disdain, and then lowered his head to continue writing his own exam paper.
Over here, Ying Zijing put down her pen expressionlessly.
She needs to retract her previous thought.
The purpose of Chinese composition topics is to counteract her existence.
Eight hundred words would kill her.
She stopped writing.
Ying Zijing looked up at the clock on the blackboard. There were still more than two hours until the end of the exam, enough time for her to take a nap.
She took two soft earplugs out of her pocket, put them on, and buried her head in her arms.
The girl's actions did not attract the attention of the other gifted students, since sleeping was something they were used to.
Since there were no rules against sleeping during the exam, the proctor didn't remind us.
There was a top student in the previous gifted class who would always sleep for an hour before taking an exam, and then get up to answer the questions.
Even so, Yemen is still number one.
Can Ying Zijin compare to this academic genius?
If she sleeps, that's a waste of time.
With thirty minutes left before the end of the exam, the proctor walked past the girl and glanced at her instinctively.
They stopped when they discovered that she hadn't even written a title in the essay section of her answer sheet.
He looked at the question, and this year's Chinese composition question was indeed very difficult.
It's very likely that they won't even understand the question, let alone go off-topic.
But not writing a single word is equivalent to giving up the opportunity; even writing a title can earn you two points.
Because the answer sheet was pressed under Ying Zijing's arm, the proctor had no idea how well she had written on the front.
But then I noticed that there was no trace of writing on the test paper; it was as clean as it was before it was opened.
Putting aside the other questions, the first question is about reading the text, so shouldn't I make some annotations?
This big question is only worth nine points, but many students get a maximum of three points.
The proctor sighed, shook his head, and left.
Ying Zijin slept until the next exam.
As they left the exam hall, Zhong Zhiwan, who had been holding back for two and a half hours, finally spoke up: "Cousin, did you stay up late last night? How could you sleep so long during the exam?"
Ying Zijin left without even turning her head or listening to what Zhong Zhiwan said.
She really didn't want to spend another second with some of the students in the gifted class.
Zhong Zhiwan's smile froze.
"Zhiwan, don't try to be nice to her when she's being ignored." The girl next to her took her arm. "Just let her sleep. If she loses the bet, she'll have to apologize to you in front of the whole school. Why are you still asking her questions?"
Zhong Zhiwan pursed her lips and said nothing: "Let's go, we have a math exam this afternoon."
For students in the gifted program, mathematics is of paramount importance.
I have no idea where they found the teachers who set math problems for the gifted class; they're so ridiculously difficult that the gifted students never want to look at math problems again.
In the final exam last semester, Zhong Zhiwan only scored 112 points in math.
In order to improve her grades, she specifically asked her older brother for math problems from the Imperial University of Tokyo.
Zhong Zhiwan watched the girl's departing figure and smiled.
The math exam was so difficult, how could Ying Zijing understand the questions?
She's taking it way too seriously.
As expected, Ying Zijing slept for a long time during the math exam at 3:30 pm.
As soon as the exam bell rang, she picked up two pens and left the classroom without lingering for even a minute.
As soon as the girl left, the students in the gifted class became restless.
"I'm dying of laughter. You guys didn't see it. Ying Zijin actually finished the math test in thirty minutes. I bet she was just scribbling something on the answer sheet."
"I thought she was going to cheat, but she didn't even do the questions. I won't even go into how difficult the math questions were this time."
"It was really difficult. For the last two big questions, I really didn't understand what they were trying to tell me. I could only bite the bullet and write down a few formulas, hoping that the grader would give me some points."
"Zhiwan!" Lu Fang called out, coming closer. "Do you think the math problems are difficult?"
Two consecutive exams put Zhong Zhiwan in a good mood, so she replied to Lu Fang, "I should be able to get 125 points."
This score on the math test for the gifted class is indeed very high.
"Zhiwan, you're amazing!" one girl said enviously. "You come from such a well-off family, yet you work so hard. I really admire you."
If she were a rich heiress, would she put so much effort into studying?
“My family’s good financial situation isn’t something I achieved through hard work,” Zhong Zhiwan said with a faint smile. “Grandpa will only be happy if I do well in my studies.”
"Zhiwan, after Labor Day, when the results come out, show your and Ying Zijin's scores to your grandfather," another girl said. "Without comparison, there's no hurt."
Zhong Zhiwan didn't say anything and started packing her things.
After all, Ying Zijing's total score couldn't compare to hers in just one subject.
**
Ying Zijin had already left the school gate.
Fu Yunshen knew she was tired lately and had exams to take, so he kept driving to pick her up.
He turned his head to watch her fasten her seatbelt: "How did your test go today?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijing leaned back in her seat. "I'm quite tired."
She even corrected her math test paper.
It was because she habitually used formulas that she couldn't learn in university mathematics that it took her thirty minutes.
She needs to restrain herself during tomorrow's combined science exam.
"Then go to bed early tonight and don't go online anymore." Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow. "Yaoyao, are you confident you can pass?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "It's in Chinese."
"You passed Chinese, which means you've improved very quickly." Fu Yunshen patted her head. "I knew it. Our little one is amazing at everything she does when she's serious."
Ying Zijing thought for a moment and said, "I am quite serious."
She was so meticulous that she even wrote out solutions to all the challenging math problems.
"Yaoyao, don't take that bet to heart." Fu Yunshen turned the steering wheel. "Even if you really fail, you still have your brother."
Ying Zijing propped her head up with her hand, glanced to the side, and raised her phoenix eyes slightly: "I've already agreed to it, and I'll just have some fun while I'm at it."
She accepted Lu Fang's bet because she had already made an agreement with Fu Yunshen beforehand.
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen's voice rose at the end, "Brother already has this much charm?"
“No.” Ying Zijing slowly inserted the straw into the milk tea cup. “It’s a beautiful female celebrity.”
"..."
Fine, the kid is as heartless as ever.
Fu Yunshen smiled lazily: "Little kid, pass one subject, and you'll get a pretty female celebrity."
Ying Zijing raised her eyes, seemingly intrigued: "What if it's a perfect score?"
"A perfect score?" Although Fu Yunshen didn't expect her to score so high, he still answered, "If you get a perfect score, I'll give you an entertainment company."
He turned his head and said gently, "Just do your best, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
**
The next day.
Because of the promise Fu Yunshen made to her, Ying Zijin arrived at the classroom ten minutes early.
This surprised the students in the gifted class, but they didn't take it to heart.
They estimated that Ying Zijing's Chinese and math scores were at most in the teens. Even if she answered the combined science questions carefully, what difference would it make?
Lu Fang was very excited and tried hard to hold back his laughter.
Soon, he will be able to get Ying Zijin to apologize to Zhong Zhiwan in front of the whole school.
There are two invigilators for each exam, and they are randomly selected and rotated between exams.
As soon as He Xun entered, he saw the girl sitting in the middle and frowned.
He also knew about the bet.
It can only be said that Ying Zijin overestimated herself, actually wanting to compare her exam scores with those of students in the elite class.
Why even think about the outcome?
He Xun didn't look at it any further and started handing out the exam papers with another proctor.
However, when he sent the message to Ying Zijin, he did so very quickly, clearly not wanting to wait even a second longer.
The science exam is only two and a half hours long, and the questions are very difficult, so there is simply not enough time.
As soon as the exam bell rang, students, including Zhong Zhiwan, seized the time to start working on the questions.
Ying Zijin first unfolded the paper and looked it over to make sure that none of the questions required too much writing effort before she started writing.
She solves questions very quickly, finishing a multiple-choice question in ten seconds.
In just a few minutes, I finished the physics experiment problem.
When He Xun was checking whether the candidates had written their names and student numbers, he only intended to take a quick look at Ying Zijing and leave.
But when he saw her glance at the exam paper and idly fill in the answer sheet with her pen, he couldn't help himself.
"If you're going to just write whatever comes to mind, you might as well not take the exam."
As he spoke, He Xun reached directly for the test paper in her hand.
Although I don't have many chapters, I still write nine thousand words every day, which is really quite a lot _(:з」∠)_
Don't you know that for someone who's terrible at naming things, chapter titles are just inhumane?
(End of this chapter)
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