You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Weekends after exams are always incredibly pleasant.

Without the heavy pressure of studying, Jiang Che slept soundly for two nights.

Su Qinghe stayed obediently by his side, either cooking him delicious food or playing games with him.

If he gets tired of playing games, Jiang Che will put them down and instead watch dramas with Su Qinghe.

A pleasant weekend always flies by.

Monday arrived quickly.

That morning, the atmosphere on the campus of No. 1 Middle School was more restless than usual.

Today is the day the list of successful candidates from the mock exam is released.

Jiang Che and Su Qinghe entered the campus one after the other, and then walked towards the small square where the results were posted.

The school's giant bulletin board was already packed with people, a sea of ​​heads.

Jiang Che had just stepped into the small square in front of the teaching building and hadn't even had a chance to walk towards the bulletin board when Wang Kai, who had rushed over, grabbed his arm.

"You two are finally here! Hurry up, the honor roll is out, let's see how many points you got!"

"Hey, hey, hey... Kai, slow down!"

Jiang Che was dragged and pulled by Wang Kai through the crowd until they finally arrived at a place not far from the bulletin board.

As for why they didn't continue... naturally it's because the area in front of the bulletin board was already packed with people.

Looking up, all I could see was a dense mass of heads, leaving absolutely no room to move forward.

"Holy crap... there are so many people!"

Wang Kai stood on tiptoe, straining to see inside, but could only see the backs of the students in front of him. "Brother Che, we can't squeeze in..."

Compared to Wang Kai's anxiety, Jiang Che looked lazy and showed no intention of squeezing in at all.

He already had a good idea of ​​what the results would be, so he didn't need to be as anxious as the others.

Just then, a familiar, light fragrance wafted over from the side.

Jiang Che turned his head slightly and saw Su Qinghe, slightly out of breath, running to his side.

Although the girl was wearing a loose school uniform, it still couldn't hide her slender and graceful figure.

She naturally stood next to Jiang Che. The two glanced at each other, then tacitly looked away, their shoulders brushing together almost imperceptibly.

Meanwhile, at the very front of the crowd, in the position closest to the bulletin board, a figure that was extremely annoying was jumping around.

It was Zhao Wenyu.

Taking advantage of his early arrival, he secured the front seat and was now craning his neck, searching for names on the red list at the very top.

"Found her!" Zhao Wenyu suddenly raised his voice, as if afraid that those around him wouldn't hear him, and shouted excitedly, "Eighth in the grade! Su Qinghe, with a total score of 695!"

Upon hearing the score, a collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the crowd.

"Holy crap... Science is so hard, and he got eighth in the grade on his first mock exam after transferring? What kind of god is that?!"

"She's amazing! No wonder she's known as the ice queen of our high school..."

"He was already the top student in the whole school before the division into arts and sciences in the first year of high school. He already had a foundation in science, so it was easy for him to catch up with the later content after a little study."

Hearing the exclamations of those around him, Zhao Wenyu's face revealed an extremely distorted sense of pride and smugness, as if he himself had achieved eighth place in the grade.

He cleared his throat, deliberately adopting a tone of extreme familiarity with Su Qinghe, and loudly proclaimed, "Hey, I knew it! With Qinghe's foundation, even if she switched to science, she'd still be a shoo-in for the top ten!"

"I often tell Qinghe that as long as she can maintain this level of performance, she'll definitely be in the top ten of the grade in this exam, and sure enough, she was right..."

Zhao Wenyu's words were undeniably cunning.

His words were a blatant hint to the students around him who were looking at the results that he and Su Qinghe were very close.

It seemed that Su Qinghe's score was largely due to Zhao Wenyu's "frequent communication" with her.

But the reality was completely different from Zhao Wenyu's inner self-imagination.

As soon as he finished speaking, the students around him who were looking at the list did not show the envious and jealous looks he had expected. Instead, they all covered their mouths and snickered.

Several male classmates couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hey, Zhao Wenyu, you're really something! I seem to remember that every time you tried to talk to Su Qinghe, she never even gave you a single word in return!"

"Yeah, you say you chat all the time? You must be chatting in your dreams, right? Hahaha..."

"Everyone knows that School Beauty Su spends all her time with Jiang Che. I don't know how Zhao Wenyu can be so shameless. He keeps refreshing my understanding of him."

Faced with the merciless exposure and ridicule from those around him, Zhao Wenyu's face, which had been full of smugness, instantly turned bright red.

"Cough cough... What's so funny? It's just that Su Qinghe is aloof and doesn't like to talk to people."

To cover his embarrassment, he quickly coughed twice, forcing himself to save face, "I won't chat with you guys about this nonsense, I'd better check my grades first..."

He then hastily shifted his attention back to the red list and began searching through the densely packed names.

"Hey! I've got it! I've got it!"

Zhao Wenyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to a rather high spot on the red list, "Here! 78th place, Zhao Wenyu, total score 612 points!"

This is a city-level mock exam, and the difficulty of the questions is obvious to everyone.

To score 612 points on such a hellishly difficult test and still firmly hold the 78th position in the top 100 of the grade, isn't that enough to prove that he is a true academic genius?

"Haha... As expected, all that practice really paid off. Just a normal performance, a normal performance..."

Even though no one around was talking to Zhao Wenyu, he still pretended to be modest, waving his hand and talking to himself about some inexplicable things.

This caused the surrounding classmates to frown slightly and take two or three steps back in unison.

I don't want to get too close to this mentally ill person.

However, Zhao Wenyu did not notice the actions of the crowd. At this moment, he was turning his gaze around, quickly scanning the crowd, and finally his eyes landed on Jiang Che.

By this time, many students had already finished looking at their results and left, so Jiang Che and his group slowly moved from the outermost edge to a position closer to the bulletin board.