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Chapter 102 Shu Ying's Letter! (Please vote and subscribe~)

When Xu Yan returned to the classroom, a bunch of people had already arrived early to review or cram.

Xu Yan could only pretend to read, and his recitation was often mixed with whispers and laughter.

He also wanted to fill in any gaps in his knowledge, since he felt he did well on the morning exam. What if he really had a chance to surpass Jiang Yiyao this time?

The words you said to Xiao Lili can also be applied to yourself right now: You always think there are endless opportunities, so you never cherish what you have in front of you.

Damn it, I'll give it my all!

After a short while, Xu Yan felt sleepy.

Damn, this classical Chinese... Could it be that some ancient people fell asleep while writing this stuff?

Xu Yan shook his head and took out the bottle of Red Bull that Wen Xueyu had given him during the day. He hadn't drunk it in the morning because he felt he didn't need it at that time, but now it was time to rehydrate.

Drinking it in three gulps instantly restored more than half of my energy.

Looking around the classroom, Qin Yifan wasn't there at all; he was probably taking a nap in his dorm. He's really carefree... But it's normal for Young Master Qin to look down on the monthly exams. He probably thinks they're just minor troubles, and he'll settle for the big ones at the end of the semester.

My deskmate, An Lulu, was moved to the other side. She was wearing glasses and looking at the book on the table with her chin resting on her hand. I didn't know if she was really looking or not. She seemed a bit pretentious.

But when you think about the other person's achievements, it's hard to say that it's just pretending to work hard.

Forget it, I'll just read a book instead.

A short while later, Wen Xueyu and Ma Jiamin also returned after finishing their meal. Wen Xueyu slowly strolled past Xu Yan.

Then she saw what Xu Yan was reading, thought for a moment, lowered her head slightly, and said softly, "I don't think this will be on the test this time."

"Huh? Why?"

"Didn't we have this passage on the test last time?"

The girl blinked.

Xu Yan suddenly raised her head, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Instead of complaining when Xu Yan shifted the blame, Wen Xueyu was overjoyed, even a little smug. "You're the one who's stupid and you're blaming me~"

"You seem quite pleased to see me take the wrong path, Codburger. Have I been too nice to you lately?"

"How have you been good to me?"

Wen Xueyu sat down in the chair, and Xu Yan turned around halfway and placed his hand directly on her desk without any hesitation. It was so convenient not having a mountain of books piled up on it.

"You're so heartless! I gave you chocolate this morning, and you've already forgotten about it?"

"I also gave you Red Bull... Oh, and I shared a piece of chocolate with you!"

Xu Yan looked at Wen Xueyu with some surprise, "Oh, you remember these things so clearly."

"Hmph." The girl pouted slightly, clearly dissatisfied. "You just fooled me, treating me like an idiot."

"You can't say things like that carelessly. Even if you're a fool, you're a very, very stupid fool."

"You're the idiot!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The pre-exam chat passed quickly. Sure enough, time seems to drag when you're studying, but chatting with a beautiful girl feels like time flies by.

When the proctor entered the classroom, the previous noise subsided, and the entire classroom seemed to be emptied in an instant.

The only sounds were the wind rushing past outside and the faint sound of pens scratching across the exam paper.

While writing the essay, Xu Yan wondered if spending so many years on such things was a kind of accumulation or a kind of delusion.

As it happens, the topic of the essay is "time".

It's hard to say that teenagers have any precise concept of time; this is the age when they are least aware of the passage of time.

Many people only realize this belatedly after many years have passed.

But when Xu Yan looked up, he saw people in the classroom who weren't really familiar to him, and then he remembered where he had been before.

Suddenly, it seems like I know how to interpret the word "time".

It's not just about bringing and taking away, not just about losing and gaining, but more about change.

Of course, he couldn't write down everything that happened to him, but in the process of writing, it was as if he was reliving that period of time.

"Alright, everyone stop writing and collect your papers."

The day's exams finally ended, and most people breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had completed a difficult task.

but...

"Damn, we have to have evening self-study sessions tonight. Is this a school or a prison, I ask you?"

"Stop talking, I'm afraid I'll see a trapeze performance outside in the next second."

"Oh dear, you can't just say things like that."

There's also evening self-study session.

The time after the exam was only a little earlier than usual, which wasn't even a small consolation.

Moreover, given the speed at which these teachers grade papers, the results for several subjects will probably be available during tonight's self-study session, and the final results will be released tomorrow.

It basically keeps people on edge all the time, with almost no time to catch their breath, especially for good students.

As for myself, I still have so much pressure, especially with the system's support... It feels like there are surprises every day, so there shouldn't be any risk of Jade Syndrome.

The math scores came out first during evening self-study, but how they were determined remains to be seen.

That was thanks to those who liked to peek through the office door and ask for information all the time. Xu Yan didn't know why they were so eager to know the results. The key was that they weren't all top students who were eager to know. Some students who didn't do so well also came to ask. There were even more students than teachers at the office door.

The highest score came from class monitor An Lulu, with a total of 147 points.

Next was Xie Fei with 145, while Ye Shutong and Wen Xueyu also scored over 140.

Xu Yan saw that her score was 130.

Given the difficulty of this monthly exam, this score doesn't seem particularly impressive, but only Xu Yan knows how much progress he has made. What to do? My eyes feel like I need to pee.

"Hahaha! So it was that loser who got 130 on the math test!"

Qin Yifan leaned arrogantly against the seat that Xu Yan had moved back to, his smile wicked and smug.

Xu Yan looked up at Qin Yifan: "What score did you get?"

Qin Yifan raised an eyebrow: "137!"

"You only scored 7 points more than me!"

Qin Yifan sneered, "Have you ever heard the saying, 'I got 150 because the total score is only 150, and you got 150 because you can only get 150'?"

"Neither of us got a perfect score, so stop trying to make ourselves look good, okay?"

"Then don't worry about it. The strong are meant to humiliate the weak."

"A score 7 points lower is considered weak? Unbelievable."

Qin Yifan said matter-of-factly, "So what? India's caste system only has four levels, and even with Dalits, it's only five. Do you think that's a small number? Do you know how many people can be eliminated with just seven points on the college entrance exam?"

Seriously, what a load of crap! This guy can talk so much! He's always been a show-off, and now he's putting on airs.

"Don't worry, the total scores haven't come out yet. What if my total score is higher than yours?"

Qin Yifan laughed heartily, "Since you're taller than me, I'll just eat you."

"Don't you dare not eat it then."

"A weakling with a score of 130 wants to compete with me in total score?"

No sooner had Qin Yifan finished speaking than Xie Fei, who was heavily pregnant, walked over and showed his familiar crooked mouth, "Brother Fan, what do you say about my score of 145?"

Qin Yifan's eyes widened. "How much savings do you have?"

"Damn it, you guys were comparing scores, but here it's all about money, huh!"

"If I don't compare our strengths, should I compare our weaknesses?"

"Brother Fan, you're a really good person. I feel like Lu Xun must have studied you for a long time when he wrote about the Ah Q spirit."

Xu Yan's head was throbbing with pain as he listened to the two of them clowning around.

"Alright, alright, stop fucking arguing. You two guys are so annoying chatting here. Is there a classroom full of cute girls where I can have a private lesson?"

Just as Xu Yan finished speaking, An Lulu walked up to the three of them.

Upon seeing An Lulu appear, Xie Fei and Qin Yifan instinctively stepped aside. While they maintained respect and distance towards Ye Shutong, they seemed to show pure awe towards this girl.

Whether in terms of achievements or position.

Just as Xu Yan, seemingly having discovered a blind spot, was about to use Qin Yifan and Xie Fei to intimidate him, Qin Yifan and Xie Fei immediately retreated, not giving the boy the chance at all.

What an innocent Chu Sheng!

When Xu Yan made room for An Lulu, the girl walked in, and Xu Yan said with a smile, "The class monitor still has authority; he chased away the annoying flies directly."

An Lulu looked at Xu Yan strangely, "Is it okay for you guys to talk about each other like that?"

Xu Yan shook his head, "Don't worry, mutual attacks are the norm. We'll only regret that we're not as good as Chu Sheng as the other side."

"..."

Hearing this, An Lulu couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She immediately dropped the subject and asked, "How did your exam go?"

Xu Yan looked at the other person warily, "Class monitor, you're not going to try to humiliate me with my grades too, are you?"

An Lulu glanced at her directly, her expression quite disdainful, "If I wanted to humiliate you with my grades, would I have waited until now?"

Xu Yan: ?

I really need to deal with you high-achieving students, one is An Lulu, and the other is...

Xu Yan, sensing something amiss, slightly turned his head to look in the other direction.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shutong was resting her head on her arms, which were placed on the table, with her face turned to the side, looking directly in her direction.