After a brief silence.
With a "buzz," the classroom erupted in chaos.
Everyone turned around and stared at Lin Que as if he were a monster.
"149?"
"Brother Que, are you trying to reach the heavens?!"
Wu Di was clinging to the edge of the table, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
"I remember the highest score in the joint entrance exam for Chinese was only 146, right? This is a record-breaking score!"
The top students sitting in the front row, whose names had already been read, all turned around.
They are extremely sensitive to scores.
The joint entrance examination for Chinese language has a large number of subjective questions, and the examiners usually give lower scores.
This means that no points were deducted in reading comprehension and classical poetry fill-in-the-blank sections.
Only the final essay was deducted one point.
Shen Qingqiu tapped on the table.
"Quiet!"
She looked at Lin Que.
His eyes held undisguised admiration.
"Lin Que's essay, 'Summarizing the Past is Also Opening Up the Future'"
The essay was awarded full marks by the grading team and circulated throughout the city as a model essay.
"As for the point that was deducted..."
The whole class perked up their ears.
Everyone wanted to know which problem caused this one major blunder.
Shen Qingqiu held the test paper between two fingers and showed it to the whole class:
The examiner wrote in the comments section: "The essay is amazing, but the handwriting is terrible."
This point deduction is justified; it's to prevent you from becoming arrogant and also to remind you to practice your handwriting.
"Whoosh—"
A point was deducted because the paper wasn't neat? What's the difference between that and a perfect score?
"Total score..."
Shen Qingqiu continued reading.
"619, class ranking 13, grade ranking... 89."
He went from being ranked in the top 20 of his class to jumping straight into the top 15.
He went from being ranked outside the top 200 in his grade to breaking into the top 100.
This ranking is quite subtle.
Unlike the top students, they won't be treated like precious protected animals by the teachers.
They won't end up like the bottom student, constantly being dragged to the office for tea.
It belongs to the upper-middle range, a safe zone.
He remembered that at this time in his previous life, he was only ranked outside the top twenties.
It wasn't until his senior year of high school that he realized his family's financial difficulties.
I started studying like crazy and barely made it into a 985 university.
Now, he
Although he possessed the knowledge from his previous life, it had been lost over the years.
I've long since forgotten those formulas and theorems in science.
Getting 13th place is already the limit of what I could achieve by relying on my past knowledge and cramming during this period.
"Not bad, it hasn't regressed."
Lin Que expressed satisfaction with his achievement.
After handing out all the students' report cards, Shen Qingqiu's expression turned serious.
"I know what you're thinking. You think it's only the second semester of your junior year, and the college entrance exam is still a long way off."
She tapped the blackboard.
"But I have to tell you some data."
Next year will be the year you take the college entrance exam.
According to data from the Provincial Department of Education, the number of college entrance examination candidates in the province will reach a record high.
Your graduating class has the largest number of high school students in Jiangsu Province, and even in the entire country.
A collective gasp came from the audience.
"I don't need to explain what this means, do I?"
Shen Qingqiu's voice turned somber.
“In previous years, the scores that would have gotten you into a second-tier university might only get you into a junior college this year.”
Those scores that would have gotten them into a 211 university in previous years might not even qualify them for a first-tier university this year.
So, let's get back to normal.
"His grades are hovering around the middle of the class."
Especially for those who are severely unbalanced in science subjects, they should go back and discuss it with their families.
Should we pursue the special admissions program, the arts program, or...?
Shen Qingqiu's gaze swept over several students, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Do you have any other special skills that you could try?"
The atmosphere in the classroom became oppressive.
The students who were just excited about Lin Que's 149 points,
They were all thoroughly chilled by this bucket of cold water.
Lin Que twirled his pen.
Looking at the countdown timer on the LCD screen on the podium that read "429 days until the college entrance examination,"
The oppressive atmosphere had seeped into the entire classroom through the walls.
He wasn't flustered.
Whether it's the "Dream Weaver of Hell" or "Seeing the Deep,"
The benefits from these two identities are enough to ensure he will live a life of comfort and security.
But he didn't want to stop there.
If he only wanted to be a rich man, he could simply drop out of school and go home to write.
Even just by relying on the remnants of those works in one's mind, one can make a fortune.
But since he wanted to be a qualified "torchbearer" in this culturally impoverished world...
Then he would have to stand even higher.
He needs a ticket.
A ticket that would allow him to enter the highest institution of learning and access the world's most elite cultural circles.
Based solely on their current 13th place ranking,
Even if you work your hardest, you'll only ever get into a second-rate 985 university.
That's far from enough.
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