Chapter 62: ..., one step closer to the wish

Class 204 has 64 students, and 52 of them made it into the top 120 in the school during the midterms.

The overall level of the neighboring Class 205 is about the same as 204.

This is equivalent to saying that basically everyone qualified to take the scholarship exam in the school is in these two elite classes. The quota for other classes is about 2 on average.

Since almost everyone in the class had a paper in hand, the teachers explained the test papers on the spot during the first and second evening sessions.

During the break after the second evening session, the class monitor, Liu Hui, came in panting from outside with a pile of history papers. He didn't call names one by one to hand out papers like the math teacher; instead, he personally delivered them to the students' seats.

Liu Hui is not tall, and his appearance is relatively ugly—er, maybe using "ugly" to describe him is a bit much.

But many students in the class feel a bit of psychological nausea the first time they see him.

That big forehead protruding forward and thick, curled-out lips make many people involuntarily think: My god! How can there be such an ugly person?

However, after watching him for three years, everyone slowly got used to it.

They even affectionately gave him the nickname "God of Longevity" based on his big forehead.

Because Liu Hui's grades are always at the bottom of the class, he has always been relatively respectful to those with good grades:

"Song Yu, Mai Sui, you both scored 96, the highest in the class."

He then said to Li Heng: "Old Heng, your history score is 94, 1 point higher than Liu Yejiang. Keep it up!"

Li Heng smiled as he took the test paper and asked: "God of Longevity, you have supernatural powers, do you know the scores of Xiao Feng and Luo Zhijie from the next class?"

Liu Hui patted his chest: "Since you've called me God of Longevity, how could I not know? Xiao Feng 97, Luo Zhijie 94."

Hearing these scores, Li Heng had to sigh. Damn it, top students are top students. There's pressure now. I hope Chinese and English give me some strength, otherwise, the special scholarship might go down the drain.

Just as he was secretly calculating his scores, the English teacher finally appeared amidst much anticipation.

Wang Runwen stood on the podium, pressed her hands down, and said with her unique magnetic voice:

"Everyone be quiet. When I call your name, come up and get your paper yourself. For students who are in the restroom, your desk mate can pick it up for you."

"Mai Sui full marks 100, Song Yu full marks 100, Chen Lijun 98, Peng Yan 96, Sun Manning 95, Li Heng 95..."

Hearing that Li Heng scored 95 in English, the whole class "boomed" and instantly exploded.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Li Heng, their eyes full of disbelief.

In the past, Li Heng's weakest subject was English, and he had never scored over 85 since the streaming began. Now it suddenly soared to 95, and many people couldn't adapt for a while.

Because English is the subject where many students could maintain a sense of superiority over Li Heng. Now that it's suddenly gone, it's very annoying.

The one most annoyed was Liu Yejiang. Li Heng's 95 points were equivalent to directly casting him into the eighteenth level of hell, the kind from which one can never turn over.

Liu Yejiang, who was a bit hot-headed, bet his last bit of dignity and raised his hand to ask: "Teacher, did you see it wrong?"

Due to the scandal, Wang Runwen had never liked this person much and never called on him to answer questions in class. She glanced at him coldly and said:

"Your test papers were all graded by the Grade 11 English group teachers, and the scores were personally registered by the vice-principal. If you have any questions, go find them."

After this bucket of cold water was poured, Liu Yejiang felt weak all over, and his brain cleared up. He realized that the teacher hated him very much, so he slumped on the desk and didn't dare to make a sound again.

Wang Runwen continued to read: "Li Fang 94, Wang Shubin 92, Wang Lirong 92, Zou Aiming 92, Liu Yejiang 90..."

After the papers were handed out, the English teacher walked down and asked Li Heng: "Have all the papers been handed out?"

Li Heng replied: "Still missing Chinese."

The English teacher said: "Chinese will be a bit slower, but it should be soon. What is your total score for the five subjects?"

Li Heng had just calculated it: "496 points."

The English teacher asked him: "How much do you estimate you can score in Chinese?"

This subject has many subjective questions, and he was least confident in calculating the score, so he could only shake his head: "Hard to say, let's wait and see."

Hearing this, the English teacher asked Song Yu and Mai Sui: "What about you two? What is your total score for the 5 subjects?"

Song Yu said quietly: "486."

The English teacher turned to Mai Sui.

Mai Sui quickly calculated on her draft paper and looked up: "484 points."

Liu Li, sitting behind, gasped and leaned his head over, baring his teeth as he said:

"My English only scored 83. Li Heng, you guy, won't you take the school's number one spot?"

Seeing people around looking over, Li Heng said modestly: "Chinese hasn't been handed out yet, and there are still Xiao Feng and Luo Zhijie from next door."

Hearing this, the English teacher shook her long hair and said: "I'll go ask Teacher Yang."

After saying that, she walked away decisively.

Three minutes later, Wang Runwen returned and said with a smile: "Xiao Feng's 5-subject total is 487, Luo Zhijie 476. Li Heng, you can still aim for number one."

When she said this, Wang Runwen's tone wasn't too certain.

After all, Li Heng's Chinese, just like his English, had a gap from the four top students and wasn't that stable.

Xiao Feng, who was closest to him, was 9 points behind. Li Heng felt there was great hope.

But he was also a bit depressed.

Damn it, his math was leading by so much, yet he was still being chased back bit by bit.

If he hadn't been reborn, and his English had scored around 84 or 85 according to his usual level, he probably would have been overtaken already.

How unjust!

Through the deliberate publicity of Zhang Zhiyong, Zou Aiming, and others, now Class 204, Class 205, and all the subject teachers knew about Liu Yejiang's gambling pledge.

Unfortunately, the imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Just like Zhang Zhiyong shouted from the back of the classroom: "Liu Yejiang, your 5-subject total is exactly 444, which means die, die, die! This is because you are usually too arrogant, and heaven wants to destroy you! Oh roar...!"

Zou Aiming smiled like a bridegroom, followed by raising his head and howling: "Oh roar...!"

In elite classes like 204, there are usually few entertainment activities, the study load is heavy, and the pressure is too high. It's rare to see someone acting like a clown, so many people laughed until they sounded like pigs.

Liu Yejiang was so angry! So hateful! His back molars were almost bitten to pieces! His right hand was clenched tightly under the desk, veins popping out, and his brain was congested, almost exploding. But amidst the waves of laughter around him, he gradually lost his courage.

It was said that Chinese papers would be handed out during the third evening session, but they waited until the end of class and they still hadn't come.

Wang Runwen was curious about who would be number one in the school this time, so she personally ran to the Academic Affairs Office to ask about the situation.

The answer she got was: The papers haven't been finished grading, and the names are sealed with staples, so they can't be seen.

Actually, Wang Runwen recognized Li Heng's handwriting and could find which paper was his without even looking at the name.

But considering that he had been rumored to have a scandal with her student, and there were so many leaders and colleagues on the scene, the English teacher still didn't do that and finally extinguished the thought.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 63 =====