Chapter 33: Perfect Score, Entering Class A

Ten minutes passed, and the principal's office was deathly silent.

The red pen used by the Dean of Students for grading hadn't touched the paper once. With a solemn expression, he stared at the exam paper, looking at it from every angle. Finally, he stood up restlessly and said, "Wait a moment, I'm going to check the surveillance."

The other teachers were puzzled.

"What are you checking the surveillance for?"

The Class C homeroom teacher picked up Qiao Nian's paper first to take a look.

The Dean had blocked part of the view just now, so he hadn't seen clearly how she had answered.

The other teachers also leaned forward curiously to observe together.

Multiple-choice questions... all correct.

Fill-in-the-blanks... all correct.

As they glanced at the standard answer key on the side and compared it with Qiao Nian's answers on the paper, they grew increasingly shocked, doubting their own eyes with every glance.

All correct!

And they were all correct!

Still all correct!

How could she possibly get every single one right?

The teachers' expressions changed simultaneously as they turned to look toward Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian's beautiful face remained indifferent. She didn't even look toward the grading area; the corners of her eyes seemed to hold a certainty about her results, as if she wasn't even interested in checking.

With her head lowered, she seemed to be replying to messages on her phone.

[Jiang Li: Niannian, Second Brother has some urgent work and won't be around tonight. Don't wander off after school; I'll have Lord Wang come to pick you up.]

Qiao Nian had just replied to him.

Then, her phone chimed again.

[Ye Wangchuan: How was the exam?]

Qiao Nian's brow twitched slightly. Her dark eyes stared at the phone as she sent a reply.

The empty chat box quickly received another message.

[Ye Wangchuan: Do you want to go to Class A? I'll put in a word with the school for you.]

*Hiss~* Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes. Her dark, bright eyes stared at the screen, confirming that she had replied with something mediocre rather than saying she had performed brilliantly.

As far as she knew, the school rules of Chaocheng No. 1 High School were extremely strict; allowing her to transfer in during her senior year was already considered an exception. Just what kind of background did he have that could let her join whichever class she wanted?

"Student Qiao Nian."

Before Qiao Nian could reply, the Dean and the others had finished verifying the grades and were calling her. She put her phone back in her bag, grabbed her things, and walked over with a sharp, decisive stride.

...

An anonymous post suddenly popped up on the No. 1 High School forum.

[Holy crap, the new transfer student got a perfect score on the placement exam and is entering Class A!]

When the post first appeared, few people paid attention. But as the number of replies grew, it gradually rose to the top three on the school forum.

[Floor 7: OP is capping. Our school's exam questions are so twisted, how could anyone get a perfect score?]

[Floor 8: If someone actually gets a perfect score on our school's exams, I'll livestream myself eating crap!]

[Floor 9: Floor 8 is a legend. If a miracle happens, don't worry about not having enough; I'll sponsor you.]

[Floor 10: Sponsor +1]

...

[Floor 27: Protecting the OP. They're all flaming you, but don't worry, I won't. I'll just sit here quietly and watch you flex.]

Qiao Chen was walking toward the teaching building. Zhao Jingwei was walking beside her, playing on her phone. The most popular post on the school forum was about the school beauty, Qiao Chen, being guaranteed admission to the Academy of Fine Arts. She was scrolling through the latest comments while complimenting Qiao Chen.

"Chen-chen, your post is so hot. As expected of our school beauty, so many people are following you."

Qiao Chen smiled with an air of pride. "It's alright. People are probably more interested in the Academy."

The Academy was essentially the Tsinghua or Peking University for art students—one of the most prestigious schools in the capital. No wonder Qiao Chen was so proud!

Zhao Jingwei knew Qiao Chen's grades best. In her heart, she envied Qiao Chen's wealthy parents. As she was buried in the forum, she suddenly saw a new post below Qiao Chen's. She froze, her face filled with disbelief. "What is this?"

A transfer student got a perfect score on the placement exam?

Wasn't that fake daughter of Qiao Chen's family the one who just transferred to No. 1 High?

Sister Nian: Sitting back and waiting for the livestream of someone eating crap!

(End of Chapter)