"I didn’t go to the wrong place; I’m here to take the entrance exam," Jiang Mianmian said with a sweet smile, explaining.
After she spoke, she walked over and sat down in the first row, first seat.
"Wh-what? You, you’re taking the exam with us?" the class president stuttered in shock.
Because of Jiang Mianmian’s sudden arrival, all the students in the class turned their attention to her, and the room was very quiet. When she spoke, everyone in the class heard her.
They looked at Jiang Mianmian in disbelief; wasn’t she a fourth-grader? How could she be taking the exam with them, the fifth-graders?
Even if she was a prodigy, wasn’t this a bit too much?
She had only been at school for a year!
Jiang Mianmian laid out her pens and eraser, then sat up straight, waiting for the papers to be distributed.
Perhaps Jiang Mianmian’s arrival brought pressure to the fifth-graders, who stopped chatting together and each began silently reciting the key points the teacher had highlighted earlier.
After all, isn’t it said that last-minute cramming won’t help much?
Before long, the exam bell rang, and when the invigilator came over with the test papers, he did not show any sign of surprise upon seeing Jiang Mianmian.
He had already been surprised the day before when the principal had mentioned it to him.
Once the test papers were handed out, Jiang Mianmian filled in her name and briefly checked the questions, then started writing furiously.
Since most of the questions were ones she could answer at a glance, without needing to think, she just wrote down the answers directly.
Her speed was a stark contrast to that of her fellow classmates around her, who were biting their pens and frowning.
Even the invigilator paused for a few extra seconds when passing by her.
As he glanced at her correct answers, he silently nodded his head in approval, feeling proud that their school’s Little Prodigy truly lived up to her name.
Jiang Mianmian had grown accustomed to being treated like a top student over the past year and was not affected in the least by the invigilator standing by her side, not feeling nervous at all.
She continued answering questions as if nothing were different.
On the other hand, the boy sitting at the desk next to her, who already didn’t know many of the answers, felt his brain go even blanker upon seeing the teacher standing so close, ending up knowing nothing.
The invigilator noticed the boy’s nervousness and gave him a helpless look before turning away to walk up to the podium.
If it hadn’t been for the need to accommodate other students, he would have certainly stayed to watch Jiang Mianmian answer questions.
The principal, patrolling the hallways, also stopped in his tracks when he saw Jiang Mianmian.
If it weren’t for the fact that entering the classroom might disturb the students’ exams, he would have liked to go in and see how Jiang Mianmian was doing.
Exam time always flies by, and while the other students had just finished the first page and were turning it over, Jiang Mianmian had already completed all four pages of the two test papers.
After finishing writing and putting down her pen, Jiang Mianmian carefully checked her test paper. Seeing no major issues, she packed up her pen, laid her head on the desk, and went into the space to read.
She was now used to entering the space with her spirit body to read books whenever she had nothing to do, allowing both her body and spirit to rest well.
After the first subject was over and during the break, the fifth-graders crowded around Jiang Mianmian, curious, they asked, "Jiang Mianmian, how come you’re taking the exam with us?"
"I have already self-studied through the entire fifth-grade curriculum, so I’m taking the exam with you," Jiang Mianmian explained.
What? What did they just hear? She had self-studied the entire fifth-grade curriculum? Wasn’t that a bit too exaggerated?