I'm in high school, is my dating system working correctly?

The promised rescue system for those on the verge of death is starting to resemble a mini-story more and more.

and.

Ex-girlfriend? Cheng Bailu? Date? Gift exchange? Are these descriptions put together in a "don't laugh" challenge?

Lu Yu stared blankly at the indifferent and cold words. The matter of 648 was still unresolved, and now this task of "Lili Plain Score" had suddenly appeared. No one would believe it!

"Give me back my workbook."

Feeling a little uneasy under Lu Yu's gaze, Cheng Bailu raised her voice to bolster her courage.

She was starting to wonder if the boy in front of her had gone mad from some kind of shock.

After all, at this age, there are plenty of boys who flirt with girls on the street, and many who cause trouble, but this is the first time I've seen someone steal someone else's homework.

"...Sorry, I just got carried away with solving problems, so I spontaneously decided to do some impromptu, passionate practice questions."

Lu Yu felt quite apologetic for writing someone else's questions. He quickly bent down to pick up the pen and workbook from the ground, brushed off the dust, and handed them back.

Cheng Bailu pursed her lips, grabbed the exercise book, and flipped through it with a touch of heartache, wanting to see how much unexplored land remained in her exercise book.

"...I've left you ten pages, all of them are challenging questions, you can work on them to your heart's content."

Seeing this, Lu Yu subconsciously mentioned it.

His well-intentioned reminder sounded to the other party as if he were asserting his ownership of the workbook.

Cheng Bailu's movements froze instantly.

Lu Yu seemed to hear crackling sounds in the air.

"...I saved up for a long time to buy this, and I specifically saved it for my lunch break to write..."

The girl's melodious voice carried a hint of melancholy.

"I understand. It's that feeling of saving your favorite food for last, only to accidentally spill the bowl and never get a bite."

Lu Yu felt the same way.

"?"

Cheng Bailu almost couldn't catch her breath.

"However, this workbook seems to be a pirated copy. I see many printing errors, and some of the questions have incorrect conditions."

To make her feel better, Lu Yu spoke up again.

Upon hearing this, the girl hesitated, then glanced at the math problems on the blackboard before quickly flipping back to her workbook.

I initially thought it was just empty talk, but now that I think about it carefully, this boy in front of me was really doing a problem just now.

Cheng Bailu casually glanced at the question Lu Yu had just written, while simultaneously performing mental calculations.

The answer is correct.

Moreover, it's not just one question.

That applies to every single question.

Even with problems that required extensive and complex calculations and yielded solutions that were prime numbers with square roots—problems that made one doubt oneself—Lu Yu performed exceptionally well.

This is a workbook from a pirated educational institution that Cheng Bailu found on a second-hand app. The answer key is kept in the classroom.

In other words.

This boy just knelt on the ground and spent more than ten minutes writing down almost all of the fifty-plus pages of math problems, and his accuracy rate was very high.

"...Are you a senior in high school?"

Cheng Bailu remembered what the top fifty students in her grade looked like, but since the person in front of her didn't appear, she could only assume he was a senior in his final year of high school.

"Lu Yu from Class 7 next to yours."

Lu Yu scratched his head.

"...Well, you're pretty good at math."

Cheng Bailu hesitated for a moment before pursing her lips and saying.

"By the way, speaking of this..."

Lu Yu remembered something about Cheng Bailu, so he pointed to the blackboard with Olympiad problems written on it.

"I remember you've won this prize several times before. Do you know where to claim it?"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Cheng Bailu's pretty face turned completely bitter.

*

Lu Yu never imagined that he would one day be receiving an award in the math department teacher's office in the middle of the day instead of being criticized.

While climbing the stairs, he carefully recalled the solutions to those questions, afraid that his brain might not be able to keep up and he would be unable to prove himself if he was suspected.

But he soon discovered that the knowledge had indeed taken root.

It wasn't just the math olympiad problems; the content of the workbook he had just worked on, along with the related knowledge points, had seeped into the crevices of Lu Yu's cerebral cortex and become deeply ingrained. He would forget how to solve these problems even if he forgot his own name.

Moreover, I must say, that feeling of reaping rewards for your efforts, of getting immediate feedback as soon as you do something, is actually quite addictive.

Perhaps people who get good grades can find pleasure in doing problems, just like her.

Lu Yu glanced at Cheng Bailu, who was climbing the stairs ahead, and thought to himself, "Her fair neck is faintly visible through her long ponytail."

Lu Yu originally only wanted her to point out a location, but unexpectedly, the girl followed him.

Whether it was the effect of the "spiritual vision" mentioned by the system before or not, Lu Yu figured out a lot of memories about Cheng Bailu.

In his memory, this top student's family seemed to be experiencing some financial difficulties. Therefore, the prize money for the Olympiad problems that the principal arranged was somewhat of a private subsidy for Cheng Bailu. Rounding it up, this time Lu Yu not only snatched Cheng Bailu's problems but also her prize money.

Is she going to try and snipe me from the middle later, proving that the prize money is only for the strong by doing quizzes?

"arrive."

Ahead, Cheng Bailu stopped at the office door.

"Hey, Cheng Bailu, what brings you here?"

In the office, two math teachers from the second year of high school were chatting. One of them, a woman around forty years old wearing glasses, caught sight of Cheng Bailu at the door and waved for her to come in.

Lu Yu remembered that this was Cai Qingchuan, the head of the second-year math group and the homeroom teacher of the top class.

The person chatting with her next to her happened to be Qin Zhijie, the homeroom teacher of Lu Yu's class.

The 43-year-old man, with a receding hairline, wearing a polo shirt and a bunch of keys hanging from his waist, first lit up when he saw Cheng Bailu coming with a boy. Before his gossip spirit could be ignited, he recognized the boy as his own Lu Yu, and his face immediately darkened.

"It's about those three Olympiad problems..."

After exchanging greetings, Cheng Bailu pursed her lips and glanced at Lu Yu.

"You did it! You were quick this time."

Before she could finish speaking, Cai Qingchuan praised her with a beaming smile.

"Xiao Cheng's skills have improved a lot since the summer vacation."

Qin Zhijie, who was standing to the side, echoed this sentiment and then looked at Lu Yu. In his opinion, the two students had just happened to come together.

"Lu Yu, what's the matter?"

Feeling instinctively uneasy in front of his homeroom teacher, Lu Yu swallowed hard before raising his hand.

"Teacher Qin, I solved those three math Olympiad problems and came here to receive the award."

In a short time.

In the math department office, only the echoing chirping of cicadas outside the window could be heard.

Cai Qingchuan was stunned for a long time before turning her head and looking at Qin Zhijie questioningly.

Qin Zhijie's face turned green with anger. He clenched his fists, about to stand up and smash the table, and berate Lu Yu for learning to cheat at such a young age.

"Teacher Qin, I can testify that he wrote it."

Cheng Bailu's voice made Qin Zhijie's anger choke in his throat.

Lu Yu timely pulled out a piece of draft paper with the answers to three questions written on it from his pocket. He had just borrowed it from Cheng Bailu to copy it.

"Old Qin, sit down, let me take a look."

Cai Qingchuan calmly took the draft paper and carefully examined it.

"All three questions were answered correctly, and they were done beautifully."

After putting down the draft paper, Cai Qingchuan looked up, her gaze shifting between Lu Yu and Cheng Bailu.

"Teacher Cai, I was doing my homework in the small garden at noon, and then I saw him finish solving the problem on the blackboard, so I brought him here."

Cheng Bailu added another sentence.

Cai Qingchuan nodded and looked at Lu Yu.

"Okay, you're the first one to do it. I'll transfer the bonus to you via WeChat."

"Thank you, Teacher Cai."

Lu Yu had just taken out his phone when he suddenly froze.

"Hey Teacher Cai, you're not trying to trick me into handing over my phone so you can confiscate it, are you?"

"You don't want the money anymore?"

"Teacher Cai, your WeChat profile picture is really nice."

Lu Yu heard a beep.

648 yuan received via WeChat.

You have successfully claimed your reward. Keep up the good work and embrace a wonderful life!

So, the system's rewards are distributed in this form?

Lu Yu thought to himself.

"If there's nothing else, you two can go back and take a nap."

Cai Qingchuan waved his hand.

After the two students left, Qin Zhijie glanced out the window before speaking in a low voice.

"Teacher Cai, you don't know, this Lu Yu didn't even pass math at the end of last semester, and he can do Olympiad math problems? Does he want to be Jiang Ping too?"

Qin Zhijie was furious. He spoke with a tone of disappointment and frustration, not because Lu Yu had poor grades, but because he had learned to lie.

"He clearly copied the answers from somewhere and wanted to show off, why did you actually give him money?"

"Old Qin, you should trust your students more. I trust Cheng Bailu very much."

Cai Qingchuan adjusted his glasses.

"It's not a matter of believing or not; it's simply impossible for you to know, isn't it?"

Qin Zhijie shrugged.

"So you mean Cheng Bailu and that boy lied to us together?"

"That's...not quite."

Qin Zhijie was speechless for a moment. Everyone knew that Cheng Bailu was Cai Qingchuan's favorite, and even the principal paid close attention to her. She was a promising talent from a sect who might become the top scholar in the city or even the province. Questioning Cheng Bailu was tantamount to questioning the old principal.

"Students at this age progress very quickly. Anything can happen in the summer. Even if they copy answers, they at least have the wit to look up information, right?"

Cai Qingchuan smiled and looked at the draft paper with the answer written on it.

"Even if we assume he really cheated, it will be exposed in the next monthly exam. You can check his grades then before making a conclusion."

"......OK."

Qin Zhijie nodded helplessly. He touched his chin, looked out the window, and a subtle thought rose in his mind.

"Do you think Lu Yu and Cheng Bailu might actually have something going on?"

Upon hearing this, Cai Qingchuan fell silent and shook his head.

"Impossible. You know Cheng Bailu's family situation. She wouldn't do anything that would affect her studies."

"That's true, and with Lu Yu's grades, does he even deserve it?"

Qin Zhijie was amused by his own thoughts.

*

"Thanks for explaining so much to me earlier."

They walked downstairs one after the other, keeping a little distance between them, and headed towards the classroom.

Upon hearing Lu Yu's thanks, Cheng Bailu glanced at him.

"The money is yours for the questions you answer. I'm just stating the facts, and besides..."

She stopped and remained silent for a moment.

"I don't like seeing people being wronged."

Then, without waiting for Lu Yu's response, he started walking.

Standing still, Lu Yu watched Cheng Bailu's retreating figure.

In my field of vision, indifferent and cold words appeared.

[Task: Go on a date with Cheng Bailu, your ex-girlfriend from high school with whom you had a regrettable breakup, and exchange gifts]

Basic reward: 700 yuan

"Why."

He jogged to catch up with the other person and walked alongside him.

"I'm really sorry I filled out your new workbook today. Anyway, I got a bonus, so how about... I buy you one, and we go to the Binjiang Book Market after school to buy it?"

Cheng Bailu pursed her lips, and after a moment, shook her head.

"No."

The girl continued forward, her pace quickening slightly compared to before.

"Pick any book you like, price doesn't matter, anything is fine."

The voice just fell.

Cheng Bailu suddenly stopped, her back twitching for a moment before she turned around, clutching the workbook with only ten pages left in her hand, and cautiously spoke as if to confirm.

"You said it yourself, anything is fine."

*

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