Zhang Bin had no time to answer his wife’s call, staring hard at Zuzi: "I’m not sick! Hmph, you’d better prepare yourself soon, pack up and get lost—students who cheat at Qingcheng High School have no other path but expulsion, which is a dead end!"
Failing an exam might give you a chance to stay under observation, but cheating... that’s a moral issue, a serious violation of school rules, and expulsion is non-negotiable.
Zuzi remained as indifferent as ever, casually responding with an "mm-hmm," not caring much while fiddling with her new watch.
Wu Minghao, though, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Although he was sure Zuzi hadn’t cheated, what if the math teacher set incredibly difficult problems and the Ancestor Miss couldn’t answer them, wouldn’t that confirm her as a cheater?
Gu Jingyan, on the other hand, seemed very calm.
He felt the candy in his pocket and decided to break his usual principles: "Hey, kid, if you can’t solve the new math problems later, just watch me."
He scribbled a bit on the scratch paper with his pen.
Signaling that he’d give her hints for the answers.
Zuzi eyed him lazily: "No need. You’re only 141, and I’m 150, FYI."
Gu Jingyan, feeling disdained, was so pissed he went, "..."
Pulled on his hoodie, turned sideways on the desk, and went to sleep!
He really shouldn’t have offered help on a whim.
They need to separate desks and rearrange seats!
Otherwise, by the time the college entrance exam comes, he’ll be dead from anger.
The math teacher soon arrived, and as soon as Wu Minghao saw who it was, he wailed to the sky: "Oh shit!"
What rotten luck, of all the math teachers, it had to be Zhou Huaxiong, the infamous leader of the senior math research room who’s known for setting insanely difficult questions. One year, he even made students across the nation cry during the exams he set in the capital!
The Ministry of Education doesn’t dare to invite him to set questions anymore.
Zhang Bin’s trying to ruin the little Ancestor, isn’t he?
"Can we have a different teacher?" Wu Minghao howled in despair.
Who would have thought.
Zhou Huaxiong had been itching to see for himself how East Sea Class’s notorious low-achievers managed either a 0 or a 150, and couldn’t wait any longer.
His eyes sparkled: "Change? No way, I’ve already prepared the questions, hurry and start the exam! There’s not much time, just one hour for the test."
He held an A3 sheet with only five big questions handwritten on it.
Wu Minghao was utterly crushed: "Damn, there’s not even a multiple-choice question, totally unfriendly to us low-achievers!"
Beside him, Xi Rubao wiped her tears, raised her head from the sorrow over her own 250 score, and curiously glanced at the test paper, realizing she couldn’t do a single problem.
Holy crap, definitely deserves the label of insanely difficult. Zuzi is surely going to flunk it this time, no, she definitely won’t dare to attempt it!
Zuzi lazily raised her hand: "Xiao Zhang, bring the test paper to me, Ancestor."
He held back his irritation, thinking he could soon kick this eyesore of a low-achiever out of his East Sea Class, and with a sullen face, he handed over the test paper, throwing it on the desk.
And he stood right next to her, keeping a close watch to make sure she had no chance of cheating.
Zhou Huaxiong eagerly came over too: "Gu Jingyan, you can’t help her."
Gu Jingyan’s face was dark: "I want to see her fail even more than you do!"
The two teachers stood on either side, supervising Zuzi.
No chance of cheating; even trying to give her a hint with a glance was impossible. Besides, the other students were chilled to the bone upon seeing the questions, unable even to blink—they were truly insanely difficult, all beyond the syllabus!
Yet, Zuzi took the test paper, didn’t even think, and directly jotted down a number on the first big question.
Arrogant underachiever!
Zhang Bin cursed silently, his phone rang again.
It was still his wife’s call, growing more insistent.
Thinking that the difficulty level of Zuzi’s test would take more than an hour just to make sense of, he decided to go take his wife’s call first.
But just as he was about to step out.
Who would have thought.
Zuzi had already lazily called out: "Done. Is there more?"