Chapter 545 Shi Yi and Others Learn the Score

Chen Yuan remained extremely calm about the score.

This reaction caused a tacit understanding to form among the classmates – to take Chen Yuan down and keep it a secret.

This kid was just showing off!

Indeed, Chen Yuan was being a bit too arrogant.

Lao Mo felt the same way.

Even though it was just a monthly exam, the score was still very high. Was there any need to be so calm?

Could it be that this kid knew he would score so high after finishing the test?

Unknowingly, Lao Mo started to sweat a little.

His class really had an incredible monster.

He originally thought Chen Yuan had some talent for math and hadn't studied much before. But now he realized that this guy was an absolute genius, but before the second year of high school, he was a piece of completely uncarved jade.

Lao Mo was afraid to think about it.

He couldn't even begin to understand where his limits were, as an ordinary teacher.

Could this be luck?

Using his own luck to drive the entire class.

And also to drive this Eleventh High School.

Well, he didn't know how to express it.

In some cases, teachers would give up on students if they had no potential for improvement.

But at this time, Lao Mo also felt a sense of helplessness towards Chen Yuan.

He had no idea how to help.

"Pass the papers around faster, and don't move around." Lao Mo said as he returned to the classroom, "This is the first time writing the national exam paper. I won't comment on how the questions were, but you should all be clear after seeing your scores. The national exam paper isn't scary. You need to be strong yourself. Laying a solid foundation is more important than anything."

That's what Lao Mo said.

Everyone went back to their own thoughts.

Indeed, it seemed alright.

The difficulty didn't seem higher than the Hai Dong papers.

After the score sheet reached Chen Yuan, he wrote down the scores for each subject on a piece of paper.

It seemed that there was still a little room for improvement in chemistry.

Then, all that was left was the Chinese composition.

With Lao Ting's help this time, Chen Yuan also understood that in this score range, whoever got good grades in Chinese would win.

"You're really exaggerating," Zhou Fu said, shaking her head as she looked at the score. "Although you study very hard, I still can't associate you with those super-achieving students."

Flat head, beard, dark skin, nearsightedness, and a majestic walking posture, that's what an academic genius should look like, right?

"Let me see yours." Chen Yuan looked at Zhou Fu's draft paper under her big eyes.

604.

"Hey, you've improved too," Chen Yuan said in surprise.

"Maybe it's because I haven't been going to Mom's cafe lately."

"So you're studying at home?"

"Does manga count?"

"Then what are you talking about the cafe for?"

Zhou Fu's test results were like most middle to upper students, purely dependent on her condition during the test.

"What about Jiao Jiao?" Chen Yuan turned his head.

Then, he saw He Si Jiao show a bright smile, and after seeing him turn his head, she giggled and said, "I've improved a lot."

"..." Chen Yuan blushed.

Looking closely at this Jiao, she was a little cute.

"You've been working so hard lately, it's normal for your grades to improve," Chen Yuan said.

"Right, right, starlight won't let down those who hurry on their way," He Si Jiao said, accepting the praise without any pretense.

"I'm up too, brother."

Zhou Yu was also quite happy. Although the average score had improved this time, his ranking had also risen, so it was definitely an improvement.

"Chen Yuan, come out for a moment."

At this time, Lao Mo said to Chen Yuan.

Then, Chen Yuan got up and went outside the classroom.

Lao Mo looked at him for a while and asked, "Was the test paper not good?"

"Well, not very good." Since Lao Mo said it, Chen Yuan answered directly.

"In that case, I'll give you a set of the test papers from other schools that Class One printed, and you can do them in your spare time," Lao Mo said.

"Only me?" Chen Yuan asked, puzzled.

"After all, it's stealing and printing test papers from other famous schools. It wouldn't be good for people to know, so I'll just let Class One have them, and then add you. Just take them and practice," Lao Mo explained.

It was indeed not very good.

Currently, the teaching materials used by the students are all sold online, and those of high quality are already being written by everyone. It's simply not enough to brush them diligently, so some good schools will create their own questions for the students to do.

Although it's not illegal to steal and print from other schools, it will always make people feel uncomfortable, like there's a thief...

"Okay." Chen Yuan thought it was okay, so he nodded in agreement.

"Then do you have any other needs, or things that are inconvenient? Tell me, okay?" Chen Yuan was so reassuring that Lao Mo didn't know how to help, so he could only take the initiative to say it.

"Well, I'll definitely come to you if I need anything."

After Chen Yuan said that, Lao Mo nodded slightly.

Then, Chen Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "After the last evening self-study every day, can the classroom lights not be turned off? If I go back to the dormitory, I still can't concentrate as well as studying in the classroom."

Generally, after the evening self-study, people were not allowed to stay in the classroom, and they were not allowed to turn on the lights.

This was also inspired by the 'classroom door' incident that happened in many high schools across the country.

In order to prevent people from staying in the classroom, security guards would check the building and turn off the lights.

"Okay." Hearing Chen Yuan say this, Lao Mo was a little happy and directly nodded, "Then I'll notify the school's security department. Don't worry about the lights in our class, feel free to use them."

In fact, he didn't need Lao Mo's help with anything.

However, he could understand Lao Mo's feelings.

Therefore, he chose to give Lao Mo a little sense of participation.

That way, he would also feel his own value.

*Emotional Intelligence*.

"Okay, teacher, thank you," Chen Yuan said.

"Don't stay up too late at night, you still need enough rest."

"Understood."

After there was nothing more he could help with in terms of grades, Lao Mo completely became Chen Yuan's housekeeper, or a provider of emotional value.

When you can carry, your teammates are willing to do anything for you.

One person, I eat all three lanes, and I explode with output in team fights!

Just like that, Chen Yuan returned to the classroom.

The first class was Chinese.

After Liu Fang had the class representative distribute all the answer sheets, she also called Chen Yuan out before class.

"What happened to your Chinese this time? Why such a big improvement all of a sudden?" Liu Fang asked with a smile, "What, are you finally willing to learn my Chinese?"

"... I got lucky, I got lucky," Chen Yuan said modestly.

"You're still being humble?" Liu Fang was amused and smiled, then asked, "This time, your Chinese composition was a narrative essay, very smooth and perfect. But in the middle, were there some places of 'literary creation'?"

"Ah, yes." Chen Yuan honestly admitted, "To be precise, it's about my grandfather, and my parents didn't get divorced... Of course, my grandfather is still alive too."

"So you didn't tell a single truth?" Liu Fang was stunned.

He didn't tell a single truth, but he wrote such a sincere composition. This kid was a little scary.

It felt like he could make up lies in the future and make them sound vivid and lifelike.

"... After all, it's a composition, you can also think of it as a novel, and 'I' am the protagonist in it," Chen Yuan explained.

"That's true." Liu Fang nodded and said, "Composition is actually encouraging lying. Art comes from life, but it can also exceed life."

"Well, I think you're right," Chen Yuan said.

"Then since it's artistic creation, it's reasonable," Liu Fang looked at Chen Yuan and said, "Then I'll print out your composition for everyone to see. Do you have any objections?"

Chen Yuan: "..."

Teacher, I want to ask, are you going to print my composition?

Or, have you already printed it?

"No, no objections," Chen Yuan said.

"Okay, then go back to your seat."

Just like that, Liu Fang said with a smile.

And after returning to the podium, she handed out a stack of A4 papers, "On these, are the four excellent compositions from this exam, three 56 points, and one 60 points. The 60 points one is Chen Yuan's from our class."

Holy crap!

Looking at the composition in his hand, Chen Yuan's mood was a little subtle.

Liu Fang, you're so overbearing!

"Ohhh!"

"Full marks for the composition, awesome."

"Didn't they say you wouldn't get full marks for compositions on regular exams? This is an exception."

"Damn, there's really something to it, Chen Yuan is a literary genius..."

Since Chen Yuan had already agreed, Liu Fang did it this way.

And when everyone saw Chen Yuan's sixty-point composition, they were all amazed.

Zhou Fu next to him was a little sad as she read.

So she slowly turned her head and said with a slightly flushed face, "Is this a true story? You're so pitiful..."

"Bullshit, haven't you met my dad?"

Yang Jun Lian and Chen Jian Ye were very much in love!

"Little writer, you're so good at writing," He Si Jiao behind him also began to tease Chen Yuan.

Hmph, even if you praise me as a little writer, I won't be happy.

Just as everyone was reading, there was a sudden sob in the class...

Everyone was puzzled, and after looking for the sound, they realized it was Tang Si Wen.

Crap.

Her parents' relationship had always been bad, then they divorced, and she followed her mother... Wen Zi wouldn't think I'm calling her out, would she!

And Tang Si Wen's crying was also noticed by some people.

So she quickly stopped crying, pursed her lips, picked up a tissue, wiped her little pearls, and felt a little better...

However, when she turned her head and gave Chen Yuan's composition a look of approval, it was quite touching.

The words that Zhu Ting Ting left in this world still touched some people.

Pretty good.

Wait.

Looking at the compositions from other classes on this paper, Chen Yuan suddenly realized, has it already been promoted throughout the school?!

………

Class One.

"Wow, it's written so well, no wonder he got full marks. He really has the ability."

"So awesome, this kind of writing feels like reading an article in a physical book."

"This one wouldn't be out of place in reading comprehension."

"But I didn't expect Chen Yuan to have such a hard life..."

The students in Class One only looked up to Chen Yuan as a god.

So when reading this composition, they were also full of a learning attitude.

Even though they were the elite of Class One.

But compared to the saint son of Class Eighteen, there was still a big distance.

It's enough to go to Class One, there's no need to force your way into Class Eighteen.

"Teacher, what was Chen Yuan's total score this time?" Because each class only had the class score sheet, so a person curiously asked.

"It's a little scary to say, you have to promise me, be quiet," the teacher said, predicting in advance.

""Okay~""

After everyone agreed, the Chinese teacher said, "Chinese is so 141, the total score is 728..."

"Ohhhh!"

Obviously, his words were fart.

Everyone was very noisy.

Because this score was impossible to see in reality.

This was like a 100-meter race, the excellent level was between 11 seconds and 12 seconds, and running in 11 seconds was a strong person. At this time, a 9-second run appeared, pure dimensional strike, definitely making people crazy.

Just like that, this outrageous score basically spread throughout the entire third grade.

And in the Internet age, there was no privacy.

So……

At this moment, in Fourth High School, after the late evening self-study, when Shi Yi was preparing to return to the dormitory, his friend next to him suddenly said, "Do you know? Eleventh High School had a monthly exam, and Chen Yuan scored 728!"

"…!" Shi Yi, who had always been extremely calm, was suddenly shocked.

Hearing this number, he was completely stunned.

Fourth High School also had exams, but he only scored 724...

No, is this fake?

How could this be real?

Could a human being get this score?

He was puzzled, he was confused, he was nervous.

So after returning to the dormitory, he was still a little angry.

Why did my classmates know his score first, but he didn't tell me?

So, he started to question Chen Yuan in the group.

Shi Yi@Chen Yuan: Did you score 728 on this monthly exam?

As soon as he typed this, it stirred up a thousand waves in the group.

Shen Ya Ting: ?!

Shen Ya Ting@Chen Yuan: Tell me quickly, it's not true! This isn't true!

Bai Ming Ze: ?

Liu Cheng Xi@Chen Yuan: Is there such a thing?

Shen Ya Ting: Everyone is working hard for 710, and you're almost at 730, are you kidding me?!

Liu Cheng Xi@Chen Yuan: Are you there? Is it true?

Although they were not in the same place, everyone's mood was the same.

They dared not believe it, and they were unwilling to believe it.

If this was the case, wouldn't it be a complete kill?!

Just like that, everyone was full of anxiety and worry.

Worrying that this was true.

Finally, Chen Yuan replied.

Chen Yuan: No, although it's true, this score has no value.

Chen Yuan: The test paper from Eleventh High School is really bad, I've encountered quite a few of the question types.

Chen Yuan: And everyone's average score has improved a lot, it's not just me!

Liu Cheng Xi@Chen Yuan: How many points did others improve?

Chen Yuan: Three or four points...

Shen Ya Ting: Then what are you talking about!

Bai Ming Ze: ?

Shi Yi: ?

Liu Cheng Xi, who had always been more serious, also slowly typed out a: ?

At this moment, Chen Yuan, who was in the dormitory, sent a "Please don't question me anymore" emoticon, and his heart was full of guilt...

Lao Ting, what should I do next time? You're putting me on the fire to roast!

(End of this chapter)