Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 168 Zhao Menghua's Method, the Crown Prince (2.8K) (1260)

The poster was still described as a "frontline reporter from this station".

As the most important "authoritative gossip publisher" in the school at present, he has implicitly grasped the essence of gossip journalism: to tell the biggest story with the fewest words!
Therefore, after clicking on the post, all the students saw was a simple symbol, three characters, and an attached compressed file.

[@Zhao Menghua]

Such a direct and clear naming is enough for the audience to verify their guesses when they saw "the legend continues," but instead of putting the main course directly in front of them, it puts a lid on it, only letting people smell the irresistible aroma.

Nowadays, very few smartphones can directly decompress compressed files on their phones. Only a very small number support basic zip decompression, and the process is extremely complicated.

Fortunately, everyone was at home, and it only took a moment to open the computer, find the file, and unlock it. Simply put, the chef who served the dish handed over the experience of lifting the lid to the customer.

Soon, many people posted the contents of the unzipped file in the comments section, and some even thoughtfully provided screenshots of the contents. In a short time, the traffic to Shilan Middle School's campus forum surged, and countless bloodthirsty viewers flocked in, ready to feast!

The content is very simple—an Excel spreadsheet titled "Tutoring and Mock Exam Grade Report Card" and several high-resolution photos, named Chinese, Math, English, and Science respectively.

Those are high-resolution photos of Lu Mingfei's answer sheet taken by our frontline reporters at the time!

Opening the form, the column highlighted in red immediately catches everyone's attention. In fact, even without the red highlight, everyone would have found it immediately because…

Lu Mingfei ranked first with a total score of 749.

At that moment, countless people were stunned.

After a long while, someone finally spoke.

[If I hadn't seen the point deducted in Chinese, I would have thought the school had specifically listed the maximum total score to prevent people from not knowing...]

That sentence was like a spark that ignited the fuse.

As a private key secondary school, Shilan Middle School's mock exams are naturally of high quality, and there are many outstanding students among them.

Prior to this, the highest score recorded in the mock exams for the senior year at Shilan High School was 740 points, and the final college entrance exam score was 746.

That extraordinary person's name is Chu Zihang.

At the time, various prestigious universities in China were vying fiercely for Chu Zihang, but in the end, Chu Zihang chose to go to Kassel College abroad, leaving many teachers from prestigious universities feeling regretful and helpless.

Because afterwards, Kassel College really did showcase its faculty strength a bit. They weren't just academic bigwigs, but "kings" in various fields around the world. They were the kind of people who would give the Nobel Prize a chance to impress the Nobel Prize.

In short, because of Chu Zihang's "precedent," people are somewhat accepting of the possibility of another genius like 749 emerging, but the problem lies in...

He tried for nine days, nine whole days!

Someone couldn't help but speak up.

[He went from being at the bottom of the class to almost getting a perfect score in just nine days! And I looked at his Chinese test paper; it seems the points he lost weren't for the content, but for the neatness of the paper! What would he be like if he worked hard for a hundred days? Would he become the best in the world and soar to the stars?]

[Upstairs, don't forget, getting almost a perfect score in nine days isn't the limit for Lu Shen. You need to look at the time he spent on each exam. Being a few points short and getting a perfect score are two different things. He got that score simply because the test only allowed him to reach that level!]

[+1, perfect scores in math are common here, but with the ten-minute time limit... even Senior Brother Chu wasn't this insane back in the day, was he?]

Am I the only one who thinks getting 149 in Chinese is insane? That's Chinese, for crying out loud! It's like the test creator had dozens of tapeworms in their stomach!

[I feel like I'm living in a novel... Is this really reality? Or is there some supernatural force in our world that's been hiding all along, and the Road God is one of them, launching a dimensional attack on us?]

[Upstairs, please trust science! There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. If you're going to think like that, you might as well question whether it was cheating or a scoring error.]

[Those who suspect grading errors should just check their answer sheets, right? Now I finally understand the foresight of our "frontline reporter"...]

Taking photos of the answer sheets is not only to prevent malicious individuals from using underhanded tactics like tampering, but also to release them at such times, allowing others to judge their merits and demerits!

Shilan High School is full of geniuses. Although there aren't a bunch of freaks who get near-perfect scores in all subjects, there are still too many top students in each subject to count on two hands. Some of them have already started "grading papers".

Meanwhile, the rest of the onlookers who lacked this ability began to perform their own duties.

[@Zhao Menghua, speak up! What's the saying about scoring over 600 points? Our Road God not only passed, but also gave you an extra 149! You could win even without the Chinese exam!]

[@Zhao Menghua, surely no one wants to be an ostrich, right?]

[@Zhao Menghua...]

On the campus forum, the name @Zhao Menghua was listed in a row.

At this moment, as the one who initiated this launch, Xu Yanyan was extremely grateful that she had revealed Zhao Menghua's affair back then... otherwise, he would be the one being tagged now!
It remains to be seen what choice Zhao Menghua will make.

……

Zhao Menghua's home. In the bedroom, Zhao Menghua's hand holding his phone trembled slightly.

This was the first time he had ever been subjected to such public condemnation. Normally, he was the pride of heaven, standing in the spotlight and enjoying the limelight! How could he have fallen to such a state?

It's all Lu Mingfei's fault!

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly swallowed up by the pressure of reality. It wasn't that he hadn't considered some methods, but they were all too easy to leave traces, and he couldn't afford to offend anyone.

Leaving aside the mysterious transfer student Ling, and even if we exclude Su Xiaoqiang, whose family is rich... there's still Chu Zihang, whom he can't afford to offend!

How did things get to this point? Why do so many people support him?
Chaotic thoughts swirled in Zhao Menghua's mind, but he quickly forced himself to shake them off.

He is quite capable; he knows what is most important right now and what needs to be addressed immediately.

He definitely couldn't afford to lose all the money; it was simply unrealistic. He didn't have that much money, and if he told his parents, they would never agree. At most, they would arrange for him to transfer schools. With his grades, he could find work anywhere; he could still be the top student in any city, and no one else would know about this.

But Zhao Menghua was not willing to give up!

So he came up with a solution early on.

It only requires paying a tiny, insignificant price...

He looked at his phone, opened his contacts, and found the contact.

The solution is simple—call the police.

Gambling is illegal, especially when it involves such a large sum of money! Given that the students are all minors and their families generally have some connections... so there's unlikely to be any real trouble, at most a stern warning.

The contact person Zhao Menghua found could remove him from the picture and keep the "whistleblower's" information confidential. Then, by administratively detaining him for a few days, they could avoid a criminal record, prevent any impact on his future life, and successfully get through the matter!

This strategy can be described as a self-inflicted injury, so that others naturally have nothing to say. After all, Zhao Menghua can say, "I've already been administratively detained, do you really expect me to pay back the money and go to jail for gambling? I'll treat everyone to a meal to apologize!"
The plan was perfect and feasible. Zhao Menghua felt that even if someone vaguely guessed the truth, they wouldn't go so far as to kill them, after all, they were all classmates, and some minor disputes weren't life-or-death feuds!
At least, that's what he thought when he was at a disadvantage. As for if he had the upper hand… well, sorry, but being in a winning position doesn't mean you can't kick someone when they're down? What kind of logic is that!
"Now is the perfect time..."

He muttered to himself, about to press the call button.

Just then, my phone vibrated; a call was coming in.

It was a phone number Zhao Menghua had never seen before, with the contact name listed as "Prince," but Zhao Menghua clearly remembered that he didn't know this person and had never saved this number.

"Who?"

As if possessed, he pressed the answer button.

"what's up?"

"I can give you enough money to pay off your debts."

The prince's voice clearly used a voice changer, and the content was straightforward and to the point.

The bedroom fell into a deathly silence. Countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Menghua's mind before he finally asked slowly.

"So...what's the price?"

"Lu Mingfei."

The "Crown Prince" chuckled softly.

"I have a minor disagreement with him. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, isn't he? You're a smart person."

"...How can I trust you?" Zhao Menghua's heart stirred.

"Remember this string of numbers."

The "Prince" read out a few numbers, "Then go to this address, and you'll know what to do. I'll contact you if anything comes up."

The call was abruptly ended, leaving only a dial tone.

Zhao Menghua stared at his phone in a daze for a while before finally realizing what was happening. When he tried to check his call logs, he couldn't find anything. He also searched his contacts but couldn't find anyone named "Prince."

Nothing was left behind, as if what had just happened was merely a hallucination caused by excessive psychological pressure.

"There's still time..."

Zhao Menghua thought for a moment, then got up and went out.

"Go and try?"

(End of this chapter)