Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

The girl was nestled among a group of girls in blue and white school uniforms. At first glance, she was petite and fair-skinned. Her eyes were slightly curved, and her smile was serene and gentle.

She was a completely different person from the girl who was crying in the corner of the equipment room twenty minutes ago.

Chen Zuo paused for a second at the door, then looked away and walked to his seat.

As I passed by her row, Qi Yang didn't look up. She was turning her head to the side and gesturing to her friend about something. Suddenly, the two of them burst into laughter.

Chen Zuo pulled out a chair and sat down.

The math teacher walked into the classroom as the bell rang, a stack of test papers tucked under his arm, his expression not very pleasant.

This teacher, surnamed Zhou, had been teaching mathematics for over twenty years. His temper was as striking as his Mediterranean-style haircut. He slammed the test papers on the podium and his first words silenced the entire class.

"The test paper for this month's exam wasn't too difficult." He paused for a few seconds, his gaze sweeping around the classroom, his eyes behind his glasses carrying a scrutinizing look that left no room for escape. "I even think it was easier than the last test."

"However, some students' grades have surprised me. They didn't get the points they should have gotten, and they lost a lot of points they shouldn't have lost. I suspect that you have some kind of problem with me. This is not carelessness, this is purely a matter of attitude."

No one dared to make a sound. Even the boys who usually loved to talk were buried in their textbooks, pretending to flip through them.

Teacher Zhou pushed up her glasses and began to give out curls.

People whose names were called went up one by one to receive the item, their expressions varying.

"Wang Hao, Li Siqi..."

Chen Zuo leaned back in his chair, his shoulders slightly relaxed compared to the tension of the others. He twirled the pen in his hand, and amidst the rising and falling voices, his gaze remained impassive as he looked to his left.

The girl tilted her head back, listening intently to Teacher Zhou's explanation of the Book of Life and Death, her fingers unconsciously twisting together, her profile taut.

"Qi Yang".

She stood up.

She strode quickly to the podium, her ponytail swaying slightly in the air, the ends brushing against her collar. She picked up the test paper, glanced at it, and saw the back covered in red crosses. She pursed her lips and hurried back.

"Holy shit, holy shit, I'm doomed." Lou Yu behind me clutched his head helplessly, his muttering clearly carried over. The kid was flipping through his test paper over and over, as if flipping through it too many times would make it unusable. "My dad is definitely going to beat me to death, really. He said if I don't get over 100 on math this time, he'll take my computer away. Is there any hope for me?"

"Brother Zuo, Brother Zuo, you're my brother, please take me in tonight, I don't want to go home."

Chen Zuo turned a deaf ear.

"Alright, quiet down." After handing out the last test paper, Teacher Zhou stood on the podium, took a sip of water from his thermos, and said in a flat tone, "Only three people in the whole grade solved the last big question on this exam, and Chen Zuo was the only one from our class."

The classroom fell silent instantly, and many people followed the crowd and looked toward one spot in the classroom.

Xia Nian's eyes flickered as she looked at the corner seat. The boy's pen stopped spinning, his slender arm resting on the table. His profile was handsome, and he seemed used to these gazes.

Xia Nian's heart skipped a beat, and a few seconds later, she reluctantly looked away.

Lou Yu patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Good boy, Dad is proud of you."

Chen Zuo scoffed, "Get lost."

Out of the corner of his eye, the girl seemed to glance in their direction, her ponytail trembled, and then she swept it back up.

The boy's fingers twitched slightly.

Teacher Zhou: "Alright, stop looking so down. To be honest, this monthly exam is just to assess your level. It's not very difficult. The purpose is to let you see if you've forgotten everything you learned during the summer vacation."

It wasn't very difficult; only three people managed to solve the last big problem.

The expressions of the people below became even worse.

"That's why I said earlier that many students lose points not because they don't know how, but because they are careless. If you don't have good problem-solving habits, you will definitely have problems during the exam because you haven't established a correct problem-solving process in your mind."

A few minutes later, Teacher Zhou finally ended his denunciation meeting. Qi Yang listened with his head tilted back, thinking to himself, "Perhaps rewriting the ending would also include improving my academic qualifications?"

In the original book, the original owner of the body ended up only in an ordinary non-top-tier teacher training school in her hometown. Her grades and job were mediocre. If she had worked hard, she could have earned millions a year in the future. Wouldn't she have become the comparison group for everyone at the class reunion?

Qi Yang chuckled as she recalled the scene.

She pursed her lips, a faint smile blooming on her face, but it vanished in an instant.

After school, before evening self-study begins, students can leave the school on their own.

Qi Yang was led by the arm by Ji Tingyu to the outside of the school. Both of them loved eating the wontons at the school gate. After ordering the wontons, they went to the newly opened milk tea shop and bought two cups of taro boba.

After a hearty meal, the two girls walked back to school arm in arm.

It was early autumn, but the air still held a lingering warmth. Most students were still wearing their summer uniforms, loose blue and white clothes that blended in and were hardly noticeable.

But there are exceptions.

On the basketball court, the boy took off his blue and white striped school uniform, wearing only a black T-shirt. His prominent Adam's apple and collarbone were visible at the collar, and his short hair was neat and clean.

He was tall and slender, and in a few quick movements, he leaped over the other people and lightly bounced up to dunk.

Looking at him, Ji Tingyu couldn't help but sigh, "I have to say, Chen Zuo is indeed quite handsome."

Before the class division, Qi Yang and Ji Tingyu were in different classes. They had only heard of Chen Zuo's name at school, but had never actually met him.

After they became classmates, Ji Tingyu admitted that Chen Zuo was indeed an extraordinary boy, just as the girls at school had described.

Qi Yang also glanced at that vigorous and powerful figure.

He seemed to get along well with everyone; when he made the basket, the boys around him laughed and teased him.

"I can't take it anymore, I feel a bit dizzy from that meal, Yangyang, let's go back quickly."

Ji Tingyu yawned, revealing obvious dark circles under her eyes, but they weren't very noticeable. After all, in high school, almost everyone had big dark circles under their eyes.

Qi Yang gave a soft "Mmm," and said, "Let's go."

As Qi Yang looked away, she saw a girl silently walking past the basketball court on the other side.

Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and she wore a pair of large black-rimmed glasses. She was very thin, and in the dim evening light, it was difficult to see her facial features clearly behind her glasses.

As she walked, she would stealthily turn her head, her gaze seemingly drifting towards a certain figure on the basketball court.

But I never dared to look at it for long.

It's Xia Nian.

Chen Zuo scored another goal.

The boy next to him winked and said, "Not bad, Zuo-ge, you played really well today."

Chen Zuo's hair was slightly damp with sweat. He dribbled the ball casually, the veins on his arms bulging. He raised his chin with a half-smile, "Stop looking at me with that worshipful gaze."

"Get lost, you narcissist."