As soon as they heard Zuzi was going to predict the college entrance exam questions, everyone’s sleepiness vanished, and they were full of energy.
"Sister Ancestor, this isn’t just some practice test; it’s the college entrance exam! Can you really predict it?"
"It’s said that the college entrance exam papers, along with backup papers, total more than a dozen sets, and half of the questions are randomly drawn from a backup question pool. Not even the examiners themselves know which questions will be chosen in the end."
Zuzi lazily raised a finger, casually flipping through the pages of a book, turning it into a fan: "The examiners may not know, but the Ancestor does."
"Little Ancestor, how many questions can you predict?"
"Well... all of them, I suppose."
Everyone was practically boiling over with excitement.
"Little Ancestor, those authoritative secret exam questions, internal prediction papers, and the top-secret papers for the last 36 hours are selling for several thousand apiece. There’s also that famous Professor Liu Haibin, who once prepared exam questions; his crash course VIP lecture ticket costs fifty thousand dollars... It’s said he can predict one major question each year... If you can predict too, we’d be set for life..."
A group of little money grubbers had already started counting on their fingers how much Ancestor could make per question.
Who would have thought.
Zuzi casually said, "The Ancestor’s predicted questions are not for sale."
Everyone was stunned.
Faces instantly showed a bit of embarrassment.
Oh right, they almost forgot, the Ancestor isn’t short on money. Ancestor casually suggests stocks for Wu Minghao to buy, earning thousands daily, so why would she need to sell questions to make money?
Besides, Ancestor had once said... things money can buy are too low-class.
An epiphany struck everyone—
"Little Ancestor, is it only those who consistently do three good deeds a day who qualify to see the questions you predict?"
"Uh-huh." Zuzi smiled, indeed, this is a teachable moment.
With Zuzi’s affirmative response, everyone was overjoyed:
"That’s great, Little Ancestor, I have! I’ve been doing three good deeds a day!"
"Me too! I’ve been helping old ladies cross the street with Xi Rubao every day!"
"Same here, I’ve kept it up for a long time, every time I do a good deed I feel refreshed, now if I don’t do it for a day I feel itchy and uncomfortable."
"Ancestor, do you think I’m qualified? This month I’ve only missed one day due to being hospitalized with a fever..."
Never have they felt that kindness was so useful.
Doing good deeds was so glorious!
Zuzi sat up straight, stretched lazily, and gently placed her hands on the table: "In that case, if you’re sincere, make a vow, and the Ancestor will satisfy your curiosity."
"Really? Little Ancestor, you are so great, my entire family for eighteen generations is grateful to you."
"Don’t make such vows; the Ancestor seeks not gratitude." Zuzi said casually.
Everyone realized and rushed to say: "We understand, Ancestor just wants us to keep doing three good deeds a day! I swear, if I get into college this time, I’ll do good deeds for the rest of my life!"
"Wait, shouldn’t we be a little more devout, like bowing our heads?"
They remembered when a soldier came to the classroom asking for Ancestor’s help—he kneeled immediately, so devoted, they couldn’t be outdone.
In an instant, everyone scrambled from their seats and collectively knelt before Zuzi, a truly spectacular scene!
The excitement in the East Sea Class caught the attention of the Nanshan Class next door.
After all, in the dead of night, the entire school was dark except for these two classes still preparing for the exams.
Hearing vague mentions of "predicting questions," they stealthily gathered to find out which expert’s prediction paper the East Sea Class had bought.