This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

From Chapter 174 onwards, the Zhang family will be together like this every day.

Chapter 174 [From now on, we'll walk home together like this every day!]
Evening self-study finally ended, and the classroom instantly became lively again.

The grades for all subjects have been handed out, but the school rankings haven't been released yet. However, everyone in the class is already asking each other about their grades.

"Chen Shi'an, what's your total score?" The two girls at the front desk turned around.

"549, what about you guys?" Chen Shi'an asked while tidying up the table.

“I’m 624,” Zheng Yining said.

“I’m 629,” Xie Mengxuan said.

A score that would easily put you first in a regular class is unfortunately just average in Class 5.

A score between 600 and 620 is considered to be in the lower end of the class.
A score of 620 to 650 is considered average in the class.
Only those who score 650 or above can be considered among the top students in the class;
As for scores above 700, those are considered superior to others.

Before the intensive review and score-boosting phase begins, Lin Mengqiu is the only one who can consistently score 700 points on tests.

"549! Chen Shi'an, you're amazing! You really never went to school before?"

"Not having gone to school doesn't mean I haven't read books."

"...Anyway, it's unbelievable. I feel like you'll do terribly on your next test."

The two girls turned to Lin Mengqiu and asked cautiously, "How many points did the class monitor get this time? It should still be over 700, right?"

Before Lin Mengqiu could speak, Chen Shi'an said on her behalf, "The class monitor got 711.5 points this time, so she should be first in the grade, right?"

"7,711.5 points!!! That's first place!!"

"Waaah... The class monitor is almost a hundred points ahead of me..."

"This must be God!!"

Upon hearing their class monitor's grades, Zheng Yining and Xie Mengxuan felt as if they were facing Mount Everest, a mountain they could never cross in their lifetime...

I asked all the classmates around me, and without exception, they all had numbers starting with 6.

Who understands the oppressive feeling of suddenly having a number starting with 7 appear out of nowhere!

Is this what it means to be superior to others?
Lin Mengqiu: "~~~~"

To be honest, it feels different when you say your own achievements than when someone else says them for you. This stinky Taoist priest is a pretty good mouth double.

While his classmates were still chatting excitedly about their scores, Chen Shi'an picked up his bag and prepared to leave.

"The squad leader is gone."

"..."

Lin Mengqiu gave him a long, wistful look.

All you do is run around all day, let's see when you can beat me in the test!
……

The results of the monthly exams for all classes came out tonight, and Class 11 was no exception.

Chen Shi'an had only been waiting in the first-floor corridor for a short while when he saw that pretty figure running quickly toward him, pulling on the backpack strap that was about to slip off her shoulder as she ran.

"Taoist priest! What score did you get?!"

"Don't rush, help me with my bag."

"...Take it then!"

When the English test papers were handed out, Wen Zhixia knew she had lost the bet.

Her mood was like a rollercoaster; she was so close to that stinky Taoist priest agreeing to something.

Fortunately, the ice cube spirit didn't get his wish; grabbing a bag was no big deal.
Before Chen Shi'an could even take the backpack off his shoulder, Wen Zhixia took over the task herself.

"Hey! Are you going to take off my backpack or my clothes?!"

"Hurry up, stop dawdling..."

Chen Shi'an finally got his backpack in his hands. The girl didn't carry it or sling it over her arm, but hugged it to her chest like she was hugging a pillow.

"You still haven't told me! What score did you get?"

"A total score of 549 points."

"...!! So tall!!"

"It was alright, but I didn't do well on the math and combined science exams."

"So what was your English score? You're not the one who got 149, are you?"

"What are you talking about? Is it strange that I scored 149 points?"

"It really is you! Ahhhhhh—"

Wen Zhixia was furious.

As he walked, he kept nudging him like an angry little calf.

Chinese and English are her two best subjects, and she has always been first in her grade.

As a result, that stinky Taoist priest was actually planning to have him kill Lin Mengqiu. In the end, instead of killing the ice demon, he stole her first place in Chinese and English!
145 in Chinese and 149 in English!

Wen Zhixia herself had never scored so high...

Fortunately, the thought that Chen Shi'an's high score was partly due to her contribution helped to dispel her slight frustration.

"Hey, how do you walk? You're squeezing me into the green belt!"

Heaven knows if the girl was using this as an excuse to cause trouble. As they walked together on the school path under the night sky, she kept bumping and pushing against Chen Shi'an, eventually pushing him onto the green belt.

Chen Shi'an reached out and pressed down on the girl's soft shoulders to straighten her up.

Wen Zhixia tensed up for a moment, then finally calmed down.

"How many points did Little Cicada get on the test?"

I don't want to talk to you about it.

"Go ahead and tell me, I want to hear it."

"...146.5."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shi'an was immediately delighted.

"Could it be that he got that one question wrong? And he just missed it by 2.5 points?"

“Ahhhhh——!”

Wen Zhixia was annoyed and was about to argue with him again.

She put in her best effort and care for this English test, and she thought she could get 149 points. But she failed on the question that was different from the one he had chosen.

In fact, students who usually score high in English are more likely to misjudge that question. Many students, like her, originally chose B, but then changed it to C after thinking about it. In Teacher Ye's words, they overthought it and complicated the question.

Ultimately, it comes down to a lack of self-confidence; there's always a feeling that something is wrong.

"How many points did your class monitor get?" Wen Zhixia asked curiously.

"I'd say 142.5 in English."

what!
That's it?

Wen Zhixia felt she should be happy, but why was she still so depressed even though she scored higher than her? It was definitely that damned question again; if it had been the other way around, she would have gotten 149 points this time! Being far behind makes one feel at ease, but being just a little behind is the most frustrating…

"What was her total score?"

"711.5 points, I guess. How many points did Xiaozhi get?"

“语文142、数学137、英语146.5、文综267，然后总分692.5分！”

As she spoke, the girl's voice was sweet and bright. She was holding Chen Shi'an's backpack, and her shoulder-length hair was swaying gently, giving her a proud look.

"692.5 points?"

"Um... Hey! Can you be a little surprised? My score of 692.5 in humanities isn't worse than my score of over 700 in science!"

"692.5 points!!" Chen Shi'an exclaimed in surprise, as if belatedly realizing something: "Xiao Zhi has improved by 4.5 points since the last monthly exam?!"

Seeing Chen Shi'an's reaction, Wen Zhixia was finally satisfied.

Then I started explaining to him why it's harder to score in humanities subjects than in science subjects, and what the humanities comprehensive exam is difficult, things I couldn't understand.

These are all irrelevant matters. All that the stinky Taoist needs to know is that even if Wen Zhixia's total score is not as high as the Ice Cube Spirit's, she is no worse than the Ice Cube Spirit!

"You're amazing, Xiaozhi! Humanities subjects are so difficult, and I didn't even get a higher score than you."

"Hmph~ Good to know~ You'll see how difficult it is when you switch to humanities later."

Chen Shi'an smiled.

Chen Shi'an had always met Wen Zhixia outside of study time. Her cleverness, liveliness, cheerfulness, and unparalleled energy were his deepest impressions of her. He was quite curious about what Xiao Zhixia was like when she was studying in class.

Does Little Cicada talk during class?

"I talk about it occasionally, but it's usually Xiaoyan who comes to me to talk about it."

"real or fake."

"It must be true, I pay super attention in class, okay?"

"Hmm... even the little cicadas only talk occasionally, so it seems they are really serious."

"Well, I don't usually talk much either."

"..."

"Taoist priest, do you talk to your class monitor when you sit next to him?"

"I told you."

"...How much to say?"

"No, we don't cover that in class."

"So, throughout the day, did you talk to her more or to me more?"

Wen Zhixia, holding his bag, suddenly looked up at him and asked.

Chen Shi'an was taken aback: "What kind of question is this?"

"Statistics, let's exchange statistics!"

Others might not be able to accurately count the numbers, but it's not a difficult task for Chen Shi'an, who has a good memory.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "I talk to you a lot."

"How much more?"

"Much more."

Hearing Chen Shi'an say that, Wen Zhixia felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

She couldn't explain why, but she always tried to find other ways to compensate for the fact that Lin Mengqiu spent more time with Chen Shi'an, such as the Taoist priest talking to her more, or the Taoist priest accompanying her to and from school and to meals every day...

But she couldn't deny the fact that the Ice Queen had spent more time with him, as if this woman could remain invincible forever simply by saying, "He sat next to me at the same table."

┗|｀O′|┛Ahhhh! My deskmate is amazing!

The campus is so small, and Wen Zhixia wanted to talk to him more, so she walked very slowly. But even walking slowly, she soon arrived at the parking shed.

Chen Shi'an pushed his bicycle out and walked along, with Wen Zhixia carrying his backpack beside him. The two walked together to the school gate.

"Give me your backpack." Chen Shi'an straddled the car and held out his hand to her.

Wen Zhixia didn't return the backpack to him, but simply stretched out her small hand and patted his outstretched hand.

"No need, I'm willing to accept defeat."

"If you take my backpack and carry your own bag, will it be inconvenient for you to take the bus?"

"I can sit sideways, you idiot!"

"Ok?"

Under Chen Shi'an's gaze, the girl stood on tiptoe and sat sideways on the back seat of his car.

There was only one foot pedal on one side, but fortunately the girl's feet were small enough, and her white shoes were only size 36. The two white shoes took up a little space on the foot pedal, which was enough to accommodate her legs.

She shifted her weight back slightly, and once she was settled, she slipped Chen Shi'an's backpack through her arm and hung it in front of her. She gently pressed the backpack against her soft bosom with her left hand, stretched her right arm forward, wrapped it around Chen Shi'an's waist, and hugged him tightly.

Wen Zhixia remained silent, but her heart was pounding. She tightened her grip on the backpack, trying to hide her racing heartbeat.

Under the cover of night, she lowered her head slightly, her small ears peeking out from her hair, looking all pink and delicate.

He acted as if nothing had happened, calmly saying, "I'm seated! Taoist, let's go!"

Chen Shi'an's gaze fell on her lower abdomen, where a slender arm was wrapped around her.

The same blue and white long-sleeved school uniform as his was wrapped around the girl's arms, with only half of her fair wrist showing at the cuffs, her delicate fingers clutching the fabric of his school uniform jacket.

His abdominal muscles tensed instinctively, like a spring that had been turned on. Every time he tried to relax, the girl's hands would tighten, her palms pressing against his waistline, leaving him no extra gaps.

Chen Shi'an took a deep breath and turned around with a hint of helplessness:

"Little cicada."

"……what?"

"Why don't you give me your bag? I'm afraid you'll fall if you sit like this."

"do not want!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhixia hugged him even tighter, her voice still assertive: "I'm a man of my word! I said I'd help you with your bag, so I'll help you with your bag!"

"So, are you holding on tight?"

"Well, let's go."

"...Can you not hug me so tightly? I won't be able to breathe in a minute."

"No, I'm afraid you'll fall if I don't hold you tighter!"

"..."

When the girl, who had been pampered since childhood, started acting spoiled, Chen Shi'an couldn't do anything about it. He had no choice but to look away, step on the pedal, and ride his bike home with her.

Wen Zhixia, sitting in the back seat, secretly curled her lips into a smile, smugly tightening her grip on him and the backpack in her arms.

As she cycled home, the cool autumn night breeze ruffled her hair, and the warmth and comfort ahead made her instinctively lean against his back for a moment.

Are you cold?

"Hmm, it's cold. Taoist priest, ride slower, it's dangerous to ride too fast."

"It's very slow."

"I just think you're riding too fast..."

"Then why don't you do it?"

"I do not."

Wen Zhixia snorted, "That stinky Taoist priest has absolutely no sense of romance."

She secretly took her phone out of her pocket, switched to selfie mode, and took a picture of her pleasant nighttime bike ride.

Caption: [From now on, we'll walk home together like this every day!]
Then I posted it on my WeChat Moments.

Visible only to Ling.

……

It was 10:30 PM after evening self-study ended.