"Is this for real? The midterm exam questions were super hard, okay?"
"Teacher Chen’s papers are always beyond the syllabus, with many questions we couldn’t even answer, and someone scored full marks?"
"My conscience, can this be someone who took a two-week leave?"
Zhao Haixue’s smug expression had not yet faded, when it suddenly froze on her face, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Impossible! How could anyone get a perfect score?"
And to make matters worse, it was Tang Shu, the very person she looked down upon the most!
You see, for this exam, she had studied her textbooks day and night, not to mention the countless resources she had consulted in the library. She had thought that her knowledge base was more than sufficient, and her score of 98 had proven that, but who would have known...
Did Tang Shu answer every single question on the paper correctly?
As for who was the happiest about this result in the class, it was none other than Cheng Ranran. After going through a rapid succession of expressions, she directly gave the person in question a bear hug.
"Shushu, you got full marks!"
Tang Shu had already received the paper from Chen Lu, with the conspicuous score of 100 right in the center, very eye-catching.
She raised an eyebrow at Cheng Ranran, "Bookworm, hmm?"
"Uh... hehe, Shushu, it’s not good to hold grudges. How could you possibly be a bookworm?"
Seeing that someone was wearing a flattering smile, Tang Shu reached out and patted her fluffy head.
Ye Xiaohui was surprised for a moment, but she quickly accepted reality.
Standing a little behind the three, Zhao Haixue’s gaze towards Tang Shu gradually turned into irritation, while her three roommates kept chirping incessantly beside her.
"How could she get a hundred?"
"Haixue, when you came in with the counselor earlier, you looked so happy, I thought you were the top of our class."
"Yeah, actually getting 98 is already pretty high, don’t take it to heart, maybe Tang Shu is just good at this one subject?"
"You’re right, this is the counselor’s class after all, who wouldn’t want to do well?"
This wasn’t just one person’s thought; most of the class felt the same way, especially since Tang Shu had taken a two-week leave and, even when she wasn’t on leave, was only seen around class time.
But the reality was eye-opening.
Starting on Wednesday, one by one, lecturers brought in the graded papers and as Professor Yu and several other instructors handed out the papers, the stunned expressions on the students’ faces never ceased.
"How many perfect scores is that now for Tang Shu?"
"If I remember correctly, it’s already the fifth."
"Damn, it’s simply unbelievable. How did she do it?!"
"I haven’t even seen her reviewing material, can you believe that?"
"Could this be the so-called natural talent? Scoring a hundred in ’Basic Chinese Medicine Clinical’ is one thing, but how did she also get 100 in Professor Yu’s super-difficult medicinal herbs Processing Techniques? That’s just unscientific!"
"Processing Techniques are like writing a paper, how could anyone get full marks?"
No matter how incredulous the Chinese medicine students were, by Friday afternoon, the midterm exam scores had all been compiled and were posted on the campus network.
And the name "Tang Shu" was clearly marked as the first place among the new freshmen.
Not only was she first in the Chinese medicine department, but her total score was also the highest among all the new freshmen.
And within the practical skills section, Tang Shu’s score was still a dazzling 100.
"Shushu, you’re famous now!"