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The new semester has only been going on for less than two months, and Wan Chunyan is already attending classes with her belly showing even though it's not yet fully pregnant.

He would clutch his stomach while lecturing, and he would also clutch his stomach while walking around the school after class.

It wasn't until the principal intervened and told her to take a break, and that other teachers would be arranged to cover her classes when appropriate.

This semester, Xu Junjie is quite successful, not only because he has recruited several important students, but more importantly, because he has developed new ideas about student recruitment.

In the past, he knew that male and female students would have different learning abilities as they grew older.

It means that girls' grades will drop, while boys' grades will rise.

But this time the difference was so great that it gave him a new perspective.

He plans to pay special attention to boys who aren't too mischievous or hate studying when selecting new students next time, as long as they aren't too naughty.

For example, Zhao Changling and Yu Xintao, who were not good students in elementary school, did not have any bad habits and did not hang out with people in society.

He's smart enough; with a little effort, he can be a good student. This kind of child is the one he'll be focusing on next.

The only slight regret is that Zhao Changling seems to be quite hostile towards him after being assigned to this class.

Every time he taught a class, this guy named Zhao Changling would be sleeping on his desk.

Even in the first winter break exam, Zhao Changling only ranked in the twenties of his class.

Yu Xintao is good; he got first place in the class this time.

Xu Junjie was furious. Mathematics was his subject, and he was the one who graded Zhao Changling's test papers. Zhao Changling only answered two out of the three papers, so it was no wonder his score was low.

I was even more annoyed by the Chinese language exam; I hadn't even written the composition.

In the past, when Zhao Changling slept in class, Xu Junjie didn't care.

One reason was that he didn't want to invite bad luck, and the other was that he slept quietly and didn't disturb others.

But this time, Xu Junjie couldn't hold back any longer.

When Zhao Changling fell asleep in his class again, he pulled Zhao Changling up.

"Zhao Changling, you only ranked 23rd this time. Your grades have dropped so drastically. And you were sleeping in class? Is that how a student behaves?"

Zhao Changling rested his hands on the desk and said lazily.

"Teacher Xu, I don't want to sleep either. It's mainly because what you're saying is too simple for me, and it makes me drowsy. I'm already trying my best not to fall asleep, because I'm afraid that if I do, my snoring will disturb the other students."

Zhao Changling's words caused the students to burst into laughter, and Xu Junjie lost face.

"I explained it simply? Ha! Is this the right attitude towards learning? Did you even pass math? Were you sleeping in class? Were you solving problems in your dreams?"

"I'm just telling the truth, it really is very simple. I didn't do well on the math test because I missed answering one question. Give it to me now, and I can answer all the questions correctly."

Zhao Changling spread his hands, feigning innocence, and said, "Teacher Xu, to be honest, the questions you gave me are really not difficult."

"But... I just encountered a problem. I solved half of it, but I just can't figure out the proof part."

"Teacher Xu..." Zhao Changling stared straight at Xu Junjie, his eyes carrying a hint of provocation.

"If... you can do it, then I'll do whatever you say."

Xu Junjie wasn't confident he could set a question that would stump Zhao Changling, but he didn't believe Zhao Changling when he said he couldn't solve the question he set.

He could easily take it back and ask a colleague or friend to help him solve the problem.

As for solving problems on the spot in class?

Haha! He could easily make an excuse not to delay other students' class time.

He gave a disdainful smile. "Hmph, you came up with this problem? You really think you're a mathematician? Show it to me."

"Alright!" Zhao Changling walked to the front of the classroom and picked up a set square and a compass.

"I won't use the blackboard in the classroom; I'll use the blackboard at the back."

As he walked towards the back of the classroom, he said, "Everyone knows that you can bisect any angle using a ruler and compass. Later, someone suggested that we could trisect any angle using a ruler and compass..."

"For a long time, no one could do it, and it was even proven impossible. What I'm going to do now is to trisect any angle using a ruler and compass."

Zhao Changling began to use a ruler and compass to trisect any one corner on the blackboard in the back row.

(To clarify, I attended high school in the countryside for two years. During that time, I discussed the problem of trisecting an arbitrary angle, and several classmates were quite interested. One of them may have actually solved it, but none of us could prove it. The student who solved the problem is as follows: Tang Y. Wang, a student from the 86 graduating class of Wangguanying Middle School, Fengrun County, TS City, HEB Province. His home address seems to be Zuo Dashu, Fengrun County. Many of my classmates knew about this at the time.)

After finishing the drawing, Zhao Changling pointed to the blackboard and said, "Now I've completed it. I've measured these three angles with a protractor, and I can't see any discrepancies. The question now is: how can I use mathematical knowledge to prove whether my work is correct or incorrect? Teacher Xu, I can't do this step of proof. Can you prove it for me?"

"You're wasting your time. This has already been proven impossible. I don't have the time to waste on this kind of thing."

Xu Junjie wasn't completely clueless; the mathematical community said this problem was unsolvable, and he wasn't going to waste his time playing around with Zhao Changling.

However, Zhao Changling did not give up so easily.

He spoke eloquently: "Scientific exploration is endless, and we cannot give up just because our predecessors said it was impossible."

"Times are progressing, and people's thinking must also progress. If we remain stuck in the mindset of the ancients, even airplanes made of metal would never have taken to the skies..."

Xu Junjie couldn't let him keep talking, so he waved his hand to interrupt.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! You're amazing! You're a future mathematician, I don't have the ability to teach you. You can do whatever you want in the future, as long as it doesn't interfere with my classes."

Xu Junjie didn't want to argue with Zhao Changling any longer; he could sense Zhao Changling's dissatisfaction with him.

He wasn't afraid of Zhao Changling's current antics, because Zhao Changling was about to enter high school, and no matter how much he messed around, he wouldn't dare to jeopardize his future.

As long as Zhao Changling obediently gets into a top high school, he won't have anything to do with it after that.

......

The time in the final year of junior high school flew by, and before we knew it, the high school entrance exam was approaching.

The first day of the high school entrance exam has been successfully completed, and the second day of exams will begin tomorrow.

After dinner, Zhao Changling made an excuse that he needed to clear his head and went out for a walk.

As the cool night breeze blew by, he felt his mind clear up a little.

He walked towards the outer edge of the residential area, where there used to be a community park, but now it was somewhat deserted.

He walked over to a water tap next to the green plants. The tap was for watering the plants and it was still usable.

He turned on the tap, stuck his head under it, and poured cold water over his head.

The water was warm at first, but it got colder and colder, eventually becoming quite icy.

Zhao Changling rinsed his face for a long time, only stopping when he sneezed several times in a row.

He shook the cold water off his head, and by then he could feel his nose getting a little uncomfortable.

He didn't dare to continue soaking his hair, so he walked around the neighborhood a few more times until his hair was almost dry before going home.

When he got home, he lay down and went to sleep.

Before going to sleep, he even secretly brought the thermometer into his bed.

This time, he didn't want to take the entire high school entrance exam and planned to skip the exam the following day.

Because he didn't want to use his own achievements to embellish Xu Junjie's qualifications.

His solution was to feign illness and miss the high school entrance exam.

Of course, he was also afraid of going too far and ruining himself.

Therefore, the thermometer was used to measure body temperature at all times at night, and if the temperature was too high, we would rush to the hospital in the middle of the night.

As a result, he took his temperature several times in the middle of the night and found that he did have a fever, but it wasn't high, around 37.5 degrees Celsius.

As a result, he simply did something reckless and kicked off the blanket.

Well, that's when his mother got up to cook breakfast in the morning and discovered that he was acting strangely.

I took my temperature and it was 38 degrees 9.

His parents were terrified and took him to the hospital for an IV drip early in the morning.

As expected, he failed the exam.

If you miss two exams, even a god couldn't get into a top university.

What he didn't know was that Xu Junjie didn't feel any regret about him not taking the high school entrance exam; in fact, he was even a little gloating.

Because of the results of this year's high school entrance examination, the results of the affiliated middle school were quite good, with ten students being admitted to key junior high schools.

The ten students are not the most important thing; the most important thing is that four of them were admitted to Jinling No. 2 High School.

Jinling No. 2 High School is the top key high school in the city.

Its annual college entrance rate is close to 40%, and last year more than 30 students were admitted to 985 universities.

Getting into Jinling No. 2 High School is like having one foot in the door of a top university.

It should be noted that in all these years of the affiliated middle school, only two years ago did one student get into Jinling No. 2 Middle School, and that student happened to be taught by Xu Junjie.

This time it was even more impressive. Not only did four students get accepted, but Yu Xintao also ranked among the top 10 students admitted to Jinling No. 2 High School.

This summer, Xu Junjie was extremely busy attending teacher appreciation banquets and received a ton of gifts.

Needless to say, the school even held a special commendation ceremony, and he truly deserved to be this year's model teacher.

Zhao Changling was unaware of these things; he himself was still worried about certain things.

Based on his previous life, when he attended a high school for children of high school children, Wan Chunyan was his class teacher until he graduated from high school.

There's not much of a future in the senior high school at a school for children of employees. Xu Junjie's specialty is teaching junior high, and he has no interest in teaching senior high.

In his previous life, Xu Junjie continued teaching from the first year of junior high school.

However, in this life, Zhao Changling was afraid that Xu Junjie would take notice of him and apply to take his class to high school again, which would mean all his suffering would have been in vain.

So, one night during summer vacation, Zhao Changling went to the principal's house alone.

When the principal saw him, he was filled with regret and sorrow.

The principal is all too aware of the current state of the high school affiliated with the children of employees.

Given the teaching quality of the affiliated high school, it's a miracle if anyone gets into a second-tier university.

The old principal felt sorry for Zhao Changling.

In fact, he had already asked someone to contact Jinling No. 2 Middle School and told them about Zhao Changling's situation, hoping to see if things could take a turn for the better.

However, this is almost the same as using connections.

There's still no response from them, so the principal doesn't dare to have too much hope, and he certainly doesn't dare to reveal anything to anyone.

Given Zhao Changling's circumstances, he could have easily continued his high school studies at the affiliated middle school.

Zhao Changling came to the principal to confirm whether there had been any changes in his high school homeroom teacher.

"Principal! I want to attend your high school, and I hope Mr. Wan will continue to be my homeroom teacher..."

"Because I don't like Teacher Xu, I can't stand his character..."

"If he had been my homeroom teacher in high school, I would have used my connections to transfer schools this summer."

Zhao Changling made his stance clear as soon as he arrived.

What Zhao Changling mentioned was not a big deal to the principal. What the principal was considering now was whether to ask Jinling No. 2 Middle School again before the start of the school year.

"Don't worry about Ms. Xu. She will still be teaching seventh grade next semester. Ms. Wan's maternity leave is over now, and she will definitely be the homeroom teacher for science subjects when school starts, as long as you don't switch to humanities."

Zhao Changling was relieved.

"If that's the case, then I'm fine. Principal, I'll go home now."

After Zhao Changling left, the old principal couldn't understand it.

What's this kid thinking these days? Shouldn't he be trying to find a good top-tier high school?

......

When high school started, Zhao Changling was assigned to Class 1 of the first year of high school as he wished, and his homeroom teacher was Wan Chunyan.

However, before he had even finished a day of classes, the principal called him to his office as soon as he arrived at school in the afternoon.

When the principal saw him come in, he was as excited as a child.

"Little Zhao! I've done you a big favor this time. You'd better call your dad and treat me to a good drink later."

Ah! Zhao Changling's first thought was: What kind of trouble has this gotten into now?

The principal was so excited that he spilled the whole story without the principal even asking.

It turned out that the principal had asked a friend to find a teacher who had graduated from Jinling No. 2 High School.

I explained Zhao Changling's situation to the admissions office staff of Jinling No. 2 Middle School in detail.

Unexpectedly, someone there actually took the time to pick out and look at several of Zhao Changling's exam papers.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Zhao Changling missed the math and English exams and got zero points.

Almost all of the exam papers I took were scored full marks.

It is said that it even alarmed the principal of Jinling No. 2 High School, who immediately decided to admit a student through a special program.

Of course, we can't just admit them directly, since the score difference is too large. We should consider giving them a chance to retake the exam.

The solution was for Jinling No. 2 Middle School to provide two test papers, one in mathematics and one in English, and give them to Zhao Changling to take.

At that time, they will add the scores from these two exams to Zhao Changling's original score, and use this total score to admit Zhao Changling into the school.

Now, on the principal's desk, lie these two exam papers.

Even after all this, you still won't let me go? I never even considered getting into a top school, okay?

Faced with this windfall, Zhao Changling felt a thousand curses running through his mind.

The principal had no idea what Zhao Changling was thinking, and he excitedly greeted Zhao Changling.

"Zhao! Start answering the questions now. There's still enough time today. If you do well, you still have a chance to get into Jinling No. 2 High School."

Zhao Changling was speechless. This was Jinling No. 2 Middle School recruiting students!

Even if you give students a chance to retake the exam, shouldn't you send someone from your own school to proctor it?

Handing it directly to the principal—isn't that just giving people an opportunity to cheat?

If you do well on the exam, you still have a chance to get into a top university. How can you not do well? What's the difference between this and taking off your pants to fart?

Zhao Changling remained seated, preparing to use righteousness to persuade the principal.

It's because of the rumors that the principal is an exceptionally fair person who never engages in underhanded practices.

Zhao Changling straightened his back and began his righteous and indignant performance with the air of a very grown-up.

"Principal! I don't know how to answer this question."

"Because doing so would be unfair to other students who failed the exam..."

"I don't want my resume to be filled with accusations of abusing privileges behind my back..."

"Besides, they just handed the test paper to you without assigning anyone to supervise it or sealing it up."

"If I answered this question, even if I didn't cheat, I can have a clear conscience."

"However, this exam is currently open-book, and no one will be fair to us in the future, so many things will be unclear..."

"Principal, you are someone I respect. I don't want to tarnish your career because of my personal interests."

If Zhao Changling said that, the principal would have no way to respond.

These are things that everyone tacitly understands, but you've brought them up like this. Who would dare to continue with you?

He could only sigh inwardly: This child is so immature.

He put in so much effort, but no one appreciated it.

Alright! He was too lazy to cause any more trouble. When this kid is doing manual labor in the future, there will be no going back.

Just as he was about to wave Zhao Changling back to his class, Zhao Changling suddenly said something.

"Principal! Why is it so important to go to a top-tier high school to get into university? Wouldn't it be better if our school produced its own top-tier university?"

The principal chuckled. "Our school producing a student admitted to a top university? I'd love that too! The problem is! Does anyone even believe it?"

Zhao Changling moved a chair in front of the principal and chuckled, "Principal! I haven't been idle this summer vacation. I've finished reading all the high school textbooks."

The principal rolled his eyes.

"How dare you talk to adults like that? What's the use of reading high school textbooks in just over a month? You're just swallowing information whole and trying to do too much at once."

Zhao Changling smiled broadly and said in a playful manner.

"I didn't try to do too much at once; I've learned it very thoroughly."

"Before the start of the semester, I completed this year's college entrance examination paper. I only gave myself a passing grade for the essay, and I scored 687 points on my own assessment. This score is enough to get into Tsinghua or Peking University."

After saying that, he shook his little head, crossed his legs, and shook his foot.

The principal was amused and exasperated. "Do you think I'm mentally challenged, or are you just playing with a child? 687 points? If I add a few more points, you'll practically be this year's top scorer in the college entrance exam."

"Principal, I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, find me a test paper and put me on it. I really have no problem with the college entrance exam now."

"Fine! Fine!" The old principal was so angry that he became truly furious.

"I've been working so hard for you all day, and you've taken my kindness for granted."

"Our school happens to have a set of test papers, but we don't have enough time today. You'll have to take the test tomorrow, or I'll kill you."

Zhao Changling was not intimidated and became even more arrogant.

"No need for tomorrow. There are still a little over three hours until school ends, which is enough time for me."

After saying that, she gave a naive smile and said, "I answer questions very quickly."

Wow! They're getting excited again.

The principal stared at him for a few minutes, then, as if making a decision, stopped talking nonsense, picked up the landline on the table, and dialed a number.

"Old Li? Do you still have that mock college entrance exam paper from Xiangnan No. 2 Middle School this year? Yes! Bring me a copy. Oh, don't worry about it, just give it to me."

After hanging up the phone, the old principal looked at Zhao Changling sternly.

"Let me be clear from the start: Xu Boyi, the top scorer in our province's college entrance examination this year, is from Xiangnan No. 2 High School. Before the college entrance examination, he scored 627 points on this set of mock exam papers."

"I don't ask much of you, just make sure the score difference is less than 100. Otherwise, I'll tell your dad about what happened today, and if you dare not go to Jinling No. 2 High School, I'll have your dad break your legs."

"By the way, the full score for this test is 670, not 750," the principal added as a final reminder.

"Okay! It's a deal!" This was also the outcome Zhao Changling had hoped for.

"Principal! What's going on?" Teacher Li, the senior high school math teacher and homeroom teacher, walked in carrying a stack of test papers.

"Watch the little prodigy put on a show for us," the principal said irritably.

Zhao Changling dared not provoke the principal any further, and silently accepted the test paper.

I sorted the papers on the table, then pulled out the math test paper, quickly scanned it, picked up my pen, and started answering the questions.

Regardless of whether the answers were right or wrong, the principal and teachers were dumbfounded by the speed at which he answered the questions.

In less than half an hour, the math test was finished.

Zhao Changling took out the English test paper and began to answer the questions.

Mr. Li teaches math, so he knows all the answers to this test.

He gave Zhao Changling a strange look, then silently took the papers and began to grade them.

By the time Zhao Changling finished the English test and started working on the Chinese test, Teacher Li had just finished grading the math test.

"How is it?" The principal was also getting anxious, eager to know the result.

Teacher Li looked out the window at the sky, then at the principal, filled with endless grievances.

"Principal! I've done my best, I can't lose a single point."

Ah! The principal's mouth dropped open; he was completely stunned.

Zhao Changling answered the questions with ease, his mouth never stopping.

"Principal, I've said it before: wouldn't it be better for our school to send its own students to top universities? Why should we send our best students to top high schools and let them benefit from our efforts?"

The principal watched Zhao Changling continue answering the questions, somewhat dazed.

Of course, he wanted his school to produce a top-tier university student during his tenure.

He wouldn't have dared to imagine it in the past, but now? Is it really possible? He felt a little hopeful.