The Fiery Era: Starting from Longxugou

"No, what do you mean by 'not bad'? What score did you get?"

Zhang Haitao was a little flustered. Instead of receiving praise from his deskmate, a simple "not bad" almost made him faint. Although his grades weren't the best in the class, they were at least above average. Yet, he was being mocked by someone who had skipped a grade in high school. This was truly unbearable!

Has Zhao Shi'an even attended his senior year of high school? How dare he speak so arrogantly? Senior year of high school is not the same as the first or second year, and the difficulty of the exams is incomparable.

"I didn't score very high, just a little higher than you!"

Seeing his deskmate's reaction, Zhao Shi'an understood perfectly. He had also been a student and knew that people at this age were at the peak of their self-esteem.

"Hmph! You didn't score much? You dare say I scored... a little higher than me? Really? No way! Didn't you just transfer from the first year of high school? Your Russian score was only in the forties, while I got over sixty..."

Upon hearing Zhao Shi'an's words, Zhang Haitao was both angry and amused. How dare he say his grades were okay when he didn't score as high as his? Before he could finish his sarcastic remark, he realized something was wrong.

Zhao Shi'an said he was a little taller than me. We were deskmates. I saw his test paper yesterday. He only got 46 points in Russian, 66 points in Chinese, and his political knowledge score was several points lower than mine. He did score higher in biology, but not by much!

"My other subjects are alright. If I haven't miscalculated your scores, mine are indeed a bit higher than yours!"

"I don't believe you! Where's your test paper? Let me see it!"

Zhang Haitao was incredulous upon hearing this. He picked up the test papers on Zhao Shi'an's desk and started flipping through them, quickly finding all the test papers for the other subjects.

Every time Zhang Haitao saw a test paper taller than his own, his expression darkened.

Zhao Shi'an did not stop Zhang Haitao's actions; the plan had changed, and he needed to think of a countermeasure.

In his original plan, he had achieved mediocre results in this monthly exam. There were 39 students in Class 1 of the senior year, including himself who had just transferred there. If you include Class 2, the entire senior year only had about 70 or 80 students.

If you rank around 40th or 50th in the first monthly exam, placing around 20th in the class, then you can quickly improve in subsequent monthly exams to demonstrate your learning ability.

The plan was great, but things went wrong right from the first step.

Especially after learning that Zhang Haitao usually ranked fifteenth in the class, but scored 596 points this time, it seemed like he had performed exceptionally well. He scored forty points higher than Zhang Haitao, so he was sure to be in the top ten, or even the top five in the class.

Once the class and grade rankings are released, he will undoubtedly become the talk of the town, but that's not what he wants, since the original owner of this body never achieved such good results in his first year of high school.

It's hard not to be suspicious when someone makes such a big splash right from the start.

Zhao Shi'an hadn't expected such a simple question. How could students in this era do so poorly?

Zhang Haitao's voice attracted many classmates. Seeing his seemingly crazy behavior, they thought he was going to fight with the new classmate, so everyone stepped forward to persuade him.

Seeing that Zhang Haitao was just flipping through the exam papers and Zhao Shi'an didn't stop him, the people around him immediately broke out in a cold sweat and crowded around, just in case the two got into a fight, so they could quickly pull them apart.

"636? Did I calculate that right?"

Upon calculating Zhao Shi'an's score, Zhang Haitao could not believe it. He shouted and checked the calculation again.

"What? 636? Haitao, didn't you get 596?"

"Yeah! If I really get 636, I'd be in the top five, right?"

"Not only that! The academic representative got 686, the class monitor got 668, and the Youth League secretary got 642—that's at least fourth place!"

The surrounding classmates discussed it for a while, and when they didn't get a reply from Zhang Haitao, they all crowded around.

Upon seeing the name Zhao Shi'an written on the exam paper on the table, a very strange thought arose in everyone's mind. Everyone looked at Zhao Shi'an in unison, only to find him staring blankly, seemingly lost in thought!

"That really is 636! You call that 'a little taller'? You're clearly forty points taller than me!"

Zhang Haitao looked at Zhao Shi'an with a resentful expression, like a grieving woman. He checked the calculation seven or eight times in a row, and the students around him also calculated it several times. They couldn't believe that this was the result of a student who had just skipped two years from the first year of high school.

"Don't look at me like that. I just did a quick estimate, and I didn't expect it to be this many! Thank you for helping me calculate the score!"

Zhao Shi'an shrugged, acting as if it were none of his business, ignoring Zhang Haitao's resentful gaze.

"Hey! You're really something! Can you tell me how you learned? Aren't you a first-year high school student? How come you're so good already?"

Zhang Haitao was speechless upon hearing this. So it was his fault? He suppressed his anger and patiently asked for advice. He was also puzzled as to how someone who had only attended senior high school for two days could have scored so high.

Hearing this, the surrounding classmates also pricked up their ears. They thought that this new transfer student was not that great. He got fourth place in the first exam. Once he adapted, he would definitely get first place in the class and first place in the grade!

If we can learn something from his study methods, it should be able to improve our own grades!

"That's easy. As long as you thoroughly understand the textbook, your exam scores won't be low. After all, most practice questions have similar examples in the book!"

"Really? You're not kidding me, are you? I was wrong earlier, I shouldn't have looked through your exam paper..."

Zhang Haitao felt that Zhao Shi'an was fooling him, and quickly apologized for what he had just done.

"What good would it do you to deceive me? Before you transferred to our class, I was still in my first year of high school. Besides being able to access the textbooks and teaching reference books for the second and third years of high school through the library, I could at most buy a few sets of college entrance examination questions. Don't you have these things?"

The saying goes, "No matter how things change, the essence remains the same." This is exactly what it means to read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear! If you thoroughly understand the book, your grades won't be low!

Seeing the students' reactions, Zhao Shi'an patiently explained that the exam content in this era could basically be described as following the clues. If you thoroughly understood the textbook, your grades would naturally be good.

Everyone fell into deep thought upon hearing this.

"Zhao Shi'an, your homeroom teacher is looking for you!"

Class representative Li Junfeng walked into the classroom and called out.

"They're here!"

Zhao Shi'an agreed and got up to leave the classroom.

Li Zhankui is the homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 12, and also the grade leader.

The teacher's summons was undoubtedly about grades.

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"Shi'an, you're here! Come in! Sit down, sit down! Would you like some water?"

Li Zhankui was very welcoming when he saw Zhao Shi'an arrive.

"Thank you, teacher! I'm not thirsty! The class representative said you were looking for me?"

Looking at the extremely enthusiastic homeroom teacher, Zhao Shi'an's doubts only grew. He had thought the teacher would ask him how his grades had improved so much. He had even prepared an excuse, but judging from the situation, the teacher had no intention of asking at all.

"Haha! Shi'an! You did very well on this exam! It's clear you have a very solid grasp of high school knowledge!"

It's already April, and according to the usual college entrance examination schedule, the exam is in four and a half months.

Time may seem long, but it passes in the blink of an eye. You've already achieved such results so soon after transferring to senior year; once you adapt, there's still a lot of room for improvement...

The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) is of paramount importance, concerning students' future, and requires the joint efforts of schools, families, and students themselves...

"Where do you live? Tell me your address, and I'll come to your house for a home visit after school this afternoon!"

Li Zhankui looked at Zhao Shi'an with increasing satisfaction and made up his mind to persuade Zhao Shi'an's parents during the home visit that he should prioritize his studies and work hard for a few months to earn a bright future for the rest of his life!

"A home visit?"

Zhao Shi'an's expression turned somewhat strange upon hearing this. Was he being called to the head of the family in a different way?