With a nonchalant demeanor, Gu Anxi said, "I’ve hacked the exam system. There’s one question he probably won’t be able to answer. I’ll go easy on him by one point."
Chu Yan gaped, dumbfounded.
Wang Qin was equally astounded.
Gu Anxi added, "This time, I won’t aim for a perfect score. I’ll stay low-profile. Otherwise, it’s no fun if there’s no suspense."
Chu Yan remained dumbfounded. Fresh chapters posted on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝕟𝕖𝕥
Wang Qin, too, was still speechless.
It took the two of them a while to recover their voices. "Anxi, you’re incredible!"
Gu Anxi smiled faintly. "This is just basic stuff, alright!"
"The most basic?!" they seethed internally. "How is anyone else supposed to survive this?"
Students at Qing University had been buzzing for days. They were losing interest in their classes, eagerly anticipating the results—
An online poll was launched on the campus network, speculating on Gu Anxi’s score and her rank among the seniors this time.
Three categories were set.
Top Hundred: 45 votes.
Around thousandth place: 1,230 votes.
The poll results made Shen Wanqing feel a sense of triumph.
This was exactly the feel she desired.
As Gu Anxi got up to head for the exam venue, Wang Qin whispered words of encouragement.
Chu Yan also offered words of encouragement.
Someone quietly added, "Go, Gu Anxi! Bring glory to Class 2 of our Fine Arts Department!"
This started it, and soon many more voices joined in—
[Fine Arts Department, Class 2, will prevail!]
[Take down the entire Student Union!]
[Gu Anxi! Certain victory! Certain victory!]
This wave of support infuriated Shen Wanqing, her expression twisting in anger. Their blatant support for Gu Anxi was a direct slap in her face, wasn’t it?
She turned to Lin Qi, about to speak, but noticed Lin Qi was visibly excited, also cheering.
Shen Wanqing was furious. "Lin Qi, who are you cheering for?"
Lin Qi snapped back to reality and stammered, "Oh, I... I’m cheering for Senior Qin."
Shen Wanqing said, her voice deliberately pitched just loud enough for everyone to hear, "Senior Qin doesn’t need any cheering. He’s always first in our year."
Someone let out a dry chuckle. "What if he gets taken out by a sophomore girl?"
"Absolutely not," Shen Wanqing retorted icily. "Gu Anxi hasn’t even studied senior-level subjects. How could she possibly win?"
Chu Yan sighed softly. "So, you knew Gu Anxi hasn’t studied them. Senior Qin is so gracious, isn’t he? Maybe he should try his hand at the sophomore curriculum?"
The remark hit its mark. Shen Wanqing’s face stiffened, looking quite unsightly. "Chu Yan, I don’t believe I’ve done anything to offend you, have I?"
"Not at all! Actually, I think I might be the one who offended you. Last time at the Beicheng auction, we didn’t raise our paddles, and your ’groundbreaking masterpiece’ sold for a mere sixty thousand. I heard even Professor Gao has lost faith in you and is now staying home, claiming to be ill," Chu Yan said, smiling sweetly. "I really pity you. It’s tough to marry into a wealthy family."
A faint smile played on Shen Wanqing’s lips. "Siyuan and I are getting engaged."
"Congratulations! Dragging each other down—perfect," Chu Yan replied, still smiling sweetly.
The classroom fell silent. Surprisingly, not a single person spoke up in Shen Wanqing’s defense.
Times had changed; things were no longer the same.
A hint of mistiness clouded Shen Wanqing’s eyes as she said softly, "Very well. It seems none of you want to join the Qin Corporation after graduation."
Some students began to waver, clearly undecided. Unable to bear it any longer, Chu Yan spoke up, "Qin Corporation this, Qin Corporation that! Is the Qin Corporation the only company in Qingcheng? I think the Gu Corporation is pretty good too!"
She nudged Gu Anxi. "Heiress, you should say something too."
Shen Wanqing sneered, "The Gu Corporation? Uncle Qin is about to acquire their Bishui Yun Tian property. What Gu Corporation will be left to speak of?"