Chapter 61: ..., very awesome

Seeing the shocked expression on her face, Yang Yingwen spoke up for Chen Zijin with indignation:

"Just because he had a little trouble in his relationship with Zijin, he turned around and went after Song Yu. He is a complete and utter bastard.

Xiao Han, you are so pretty, you must be careful to keep your distance from him, lest he come after you when he fails to get Song Yu."

"Mm-hmm." Xiao Han nodded repeatedly. To show she was on the same side as her best friend, she said crisply: "Yingwen, you too."

Yang Yingwen mocked herself: "I don't need to worry. When that bastard argues with me, he often says I'm like an old rag—old, dry, and flat—and that he wouldn't be interested in me."

Hearing this, Xiao Han couldn't help but smile sweetly, hurriedly pulling two tangerines from her desk, one for each of them.

She comforted her: "Come on, let's not talk about that bastard anymore. Let's eat tangerines."

Class 204.

At this moment, Zou Aiming, who had just returned from the Academic Affairs Office, was spitting as he told everyone a joke.

A joke about Liu Yejiang.

It turned out that a ridiculous scene had just occurred in the Academic Affairs Office.

When Liu Yejiang learned that he had only scored 81 points in math, his eyes turned red. Unwilling to give up, he asked the teacher recording the grades:

"Then what did Li Heng score?"

The one recording the grades was Teacher Yang, the head teacher of the neighboring Class 205. Hearing this, he said meaningfully:

"Liu Yejiang, I heard from Teacher Wang Qi that you made a military pledge before the exam, swearing that you would definitely surpass Li Heng this time.

Teacher Wang Qi even put up 5 yuan as a reward to encourage you.

But your geography is 4 points lower than his, your politics is 6 points lower, and your math is even more exaggerated—39 points lower. You're behind him in every subject. How are you going to end this? I'm even worried for you."

"Hahaha, I'm worried for him too." Teacher Zhou, the PE teacher who was also a minor school leader, chimed in while holding a cigarette.

Liu Yejiang's face flushed as he struggled: "The Chinese, English, and history results aren't out yet. I still have hope."

Hearing this, Teacher Yang turned to ask the Dean of Students: "Leader, have you finished grading the Chinese papers?"

The Dean of Students replied while grading: "There are still some left. It won't be done until tonight."

At this point, the Dean of Students glanced at Liu Yejiang and said: "You've been guarding here all afternoon without eating. Go eat first. I'll hand out the papers in the classroom during the third evening session."

Seeing that Liu Yejiang was a bit obsessed, the teachers all tried to persuade him, and it took a long time before they finally got him to leave.

After finishing the story about what happened in the Academic Affairs Office, Zou Aiming began to imitate Liu Yejiang's voice, shouting cheekily:

"Then what did Li Heng score? What did Li Heng score? What exactly did Li Heng score, ah ah ah!..."

Zou Aiming had a great talent for language and imitated Liu Yejiang's voice and actions vividly. Everyone was amused.

Zhang Zhiyong was still fanning the flames on the side: "Exactly! Pfft! What kind of thing is he, to even be worthy of comparing himself to my brother..."

Just as the two were singing in harmony and making fun of Liu Yejiang, a female classmate kindly reminded them: "Liu Yejiang is coming."

"Yo, so he's coming, so what? A little monkey with 81 points has the guts to challenge the Tathagata Buddha with 120 points. He must have watched too much Journey to the West, thinking he's become a demon. He dares to do it, so why can't I say it?"

Zhang Zhiyong was a man who valued loyalty above all else. Provoking his best brother was equivalent to provoking him. Now that he had the wind at his back, how could he not seize the chance to roast him?

Liu Yejiang, who had just entered the classroom, heard every word of this conversation, and his heart was instantly consumed by rage. However, when he saw Zhang Zhiyong squinting at him with a roguish look, he swallowed back some of his anger.

"Zhang Zhiyong, don't be arrogant. Everyone knows Li Heng's English and Chinese aren't top-tier. Who laughs last is not yet certain!"

Before Zhang Zhiyong could retort, Liu Li had already spoken up: "Li Heng's Chinese and English aren't top-tier, but his total score ranking is always ahead of yours. Where do you get the face to say that?"

Zou Aiming reached out to pat his own butt and said sarcastically: "I gave him that face! I gave it to him!"

Liu Yejiang was furious but didn't dare to make a move. He was terrified after Li Heng chased him with a stool last time. Every time he thought about it, he still had lingering fears. But he couldn't swallow that breath, so he could only focus his energy on his grades.

But now, the grades...

In the end, Liu Yejiang's bark was worse than his bite. Under the gaze of many classmates in the class, he returned to his seat gloomily.

Li Heng returned to the classroom just as the bell for the first evening session rang.

But before his butt was even warm, the math teacher followed him in, carrying a stack of papers.

Teacher Pan first placed the test papers on the podium, then picked up a piece of white chalk from the chalk box with his right hand, turned around, and began writing on the blackboard without a word:

Multiple choice: Full marks!

Fill in the blanks: Full marks!

Big questions: Full marks!

Total: 120!

After writing, the math teacher pinched the chalk tip and said: "This is Li Heng's math score for the scholarship exam.

Even with errors in the final big question that caused the difficulty to increase several times over, Li Heng still used his superior knowledge to solve it.

Very awesome, very awesome!"

At this point, the math teacher smiled warmly: "This 'very awesome' isn't something I said; it's what the other math teachers said. I'm just imitating their tone.

This exam was generally quite difficult, with many competition-level questions. Scoring over 100 is already quite impressive.

Those who scored over 90 are experts, and 70 or 80 is also excellent. When the papers are handed out later, don't be discouraged. You must believe in yourselves."

"Alright, let's start handing out the test papers. Come up and get them when I call your name."

Having said that, the math teacher put down the chalk, picked up the test papers, and started calling names one by one:

"Song Yu 101 points, Mai Sui 100 points, Liu Li 92 points..."

"Hey, I actually scored 92." Liu Li, sitting behind, rubbed his hands, beaming with joy.

"Zou Aiming 90 points, Chen Lijun 89 points, Sun Manning 89 points..."

Further down, the teacher only called names and stopped calling out scores.

But when he called Liu Yejiang, Teacher Pan asked with concern: "Liu Yejiang, why did you only score 81 points? Were you nervous during the exam?"

Of course he was nervous. Liu Yejiang couldn't do the last three big questions, and seeing Li Heng brushing through them to the very last one, his mentality completely collapsed. He didn't even check his work, just puffed up his breath and fought to the death with those three big questions!

The result was predictable...

Liu Yejiang didn't say a word, took the test paper, and lowered his head as he returned to his seat.

After handing out the papers, Teacher Pan asked: "Is there anyone else who doesn't have a paper? Did I miss anyone?"

Li Heng raised his hand: "Teacher, I don't have one."

The math teacher leaned against the podium and said: "Your paper was snatched away by another teacher to be used as an example. It will be sent back tomorrow."

Hearing this, Sun Manning in the front row passed him a draft book with a line written on it: So fierce! Treat us! Treat us!

Li Heng replied: What do you want to eat?

Sun Manning received the book and wrote: Spicy pig trotters!

After writing, she passed it to Mai Sui.

Mai Sui looked at it, turned her head to glance at Li Heng, and wrote mischievously: A cup of tofu pudding, +++ sugar.

After writing, Mai Sui put the book on Song Yu's desk.

After browsing through it, Song Yu smiled beautifully, unscrewed her fountain pen cap, and added her own: Preserved plums.

Finally, the draft book was passed back to Li Heng's hands.

Damn it! They really aren't holding back! Spicy pig trotters are expensive! Damn expensive! They cost 1.2 yuan a plate.

Li Heng replied: No problem, see you on the weekend.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 62 =====