[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-63":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","1987: My Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259223,4409,"Chapter 63: Every Exam Brings Chaos","1987-my-era-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>Every exam brings chaos! This is the glorious tradition of Dorm 215, famous throughout school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning to the dorm from class, the boys were all energized and unusually lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, as usual, they discussed scores: Liu Li had 459 across five subjects, Zou Ai Ming had 462.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was also Li Tuannaming, who improved quickly—he scored 452 this time, directly surpassing Liu Yejiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the score talk, the conversation veered off its intended track, gradually shifting to the topic of girls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Ai Ming, the one most interested in girls, either deliberately provoked Liu Yejiang or couldn’t hold back his feelings for Chen Lijun, and threw out a question:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Li, if I pursue Chen Lijun, will you fight me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was direct emotional confrontation between rivals—the dorm erupted like they’d been injected with adrenaline, cheering wildly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fight! Why not fight? Whoever wins gets Chen Lijun!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Li, don’t hesitate—get up right now and beat him! I’ll lend you a shoe for support!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, you two, what are you doing? Chen Lijun is mine—did you even ask me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These boys looked docile and quiet in class, all they did was study, study, and study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as they returned to the dorm, they transformed—under the influence of adolescent hormones, they spoke without restraint, utterly unfiltered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, the girls in class didn’t notice these boys had two faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when the school repeatedly announced public reprimands over the loudspeaker did they realize 215 Dorm always appeared on the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the number piled up, they had no choice but to accept the truth: none of the boys in their class were decent—they were all living devils. Even Li Heng, the elegant gentleman praised by teachers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Zhou, the dorm supervisor: “Dorm 215 houses a bunch of demons. Every time I check, they’re noisy—sometimes even rowdy until one or two in the morning. Every reprimand? First on the list, always them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, not everyone was this loud at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But under the daily, relentless influence of Liu Yejiang, Zhang Zhiyong, and a few other ringleaders, everyone grew bolder and joined the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, whenever Chen Lijun was mentioned, Liu Yejiang was always the most enthusiastic—but today, the Mountain Demon of 215 was silent, lying motionless on his bed like a corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Li rubbed his chin and answered Zou Ai Ming: “Come on, we’re good friends—no need to fight. Let’s compete fairly, fairly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no fight break out, the disappointed class monitor Liu Hui launched his old trick of stirring up trouble:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s fair competition, let Lao Heng join too—that’ll make it interesting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhiyong, always eager to fan the flames, clapped enthusiastically: “Great idea! I support it! If it’s a beauty, my brother should get in on it—he’d be disrespecting his own face if he didn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Ai Ming reacted fiercely, jumping up first: “What interest?! I oppose it! If Lao Heng joins, we’ve got no chance left!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Li raised his hand too: “I oppose too. Li Heng is naturally born to cheat girls—don’t even think about chasing Chen Lijun, or I’ll fight you to the death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Tuannaming, usually the quietest, couldn’t stay silent anymore and chimed in:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just wondering—if Li Heng pursued Chen Lijun, how long would it take him to win her over…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Li Tuannaming finished speaking, a thunderous voice suddenly rang from the doorway: “Who wants to pursue Chen Lijun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it! Class teacher Wang Qi is on a surprise raid!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dorm boys all trembled, quickly rolled over, lay still, closed their eyes, and dared not even breathe, terrified of being singled out by this tyrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Wang Qi strutted back and forth down the aisle twice, then suddenly shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zou Ai Ming, can you get into Peking University? Are you trying to chase Chen Lijun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Ai Ming shuddered, didn’t dare move or answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dorm fell deathly silent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Teacher Wang Qi turned his head and shouted toward Liu Li’s bed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Li, is Chen Lijun so beautiful she’s heavenly? All day long you do nothing but obsess over her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, everyone wanted to laugh but dared not—they choked back their amusement, struggling to hold it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, they realized: damn it, this tyrant of a teacher must’ve been eavesdropping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Li Heng was happily watching the show, the fire suddenly flared up on him out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Wang Qi walked over, stood beneath his bed, and shouted loudly: “That handsome Li Heng—how long would it take you to win Chen Lijun? One month enough? Can you do it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was speechless—what’s this got to do with me? Can I be framed for nothing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He replied: “Teacher, I’m innocent—I didn’t say a word just now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Wang Qi asked: “Everyone’s praising your looks—aren’t you secretly pleased?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is fucking ridiculous!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s just like that idiotic American trope: “Rabbit, you stole my future tech…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Heng being unfairly harassed, the beasts in the dorm smirked silently, thoroughly delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he stayed silent, Teacher Wang Qi suddenly softened his tone and joked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just now in the academic office, another teacher said he wanted to make you his son-in-law. Be confident—his daughter isn’t as pretty as Song Yu, and she’s a bit older, but she’s still a college student, so it’s acceptable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the mention of “Song Yu,” Li Heng’s head rang like a bell—he went on high alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This tyrant has ulterior motives—he’s trying to trap me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the enemy surrounds me with ten thousand mountains, I remain unmoved—no matter what tricks the class teacher uses, Li Heng stays silent, refuses to fall for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his bait failed, Wang Qi stopped teasing him and switched to a more upbeat tone: “Li Heng, how many points do you think you’ll get in Chinese?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, with a total of 120 points for Chinese, he usually scored around 92 or 93.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Converted to the modern 150-point scale, that’s roughly 115. Not a bad score, but definitely not top-tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng’s mind stirred—he leaned out from his bunk: “Teacher, are the Chinese scores out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qi didn’t deny it, beaming: “Guess—how many do you think you got?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng calculated silently, then cautiously asked: “Did I get 98?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qi said: “Too low—guess again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng added three: “101.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qi chuckled, then announced: “106! I checked three times—106! Good! Your total is now 602.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>602?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly an unexpected score!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time in his life he’d broken 600—even after two lifetimes, having seen all the world’s glory and shame—he couldn’t suppress his excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng’s voice unconsciously rose several decibels: “Really? I broke 600?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qi, overjoyed, patted his shoulder and said with encouraging eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep it up—keep this momentum, push straight into Tsinghua or Peking University.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the usually stern and terrifying class teacher had a flushed, excited look tonight—no wonder he hadn’t truly lost his temper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After scolding a few of them, he even had the leisure to joke half-seriously with Li Heng—the reason was right here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new Tsinghua or Peking University prospect had emerged in class, making him wildly excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew Teacher Wang Qi had one lifelong goal: to teach at one of Changsha’s four top universities, because his wife had moved there two years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And having even one student qualify for Tsinghua or Peking University was like hanging a medal on his chest—it was prestige, a glorious credential. How could he not be thrilled?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Li seized the moment while the teacher was still in high spirits: “Teacher, what’s Li Heng’s rank in the whole school?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Chapter 61 had comments saying take a girl to sneak food at Xiao Han’s?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>March statement: Impossible. Just finished being jealous of Song Yu—add more trouble? No way, I wouldn’t write something so clueless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mentioned weekends only because that’s the only time senior students have free—no malice intended, just hoping readers won’t misunderstand. Uh, I added four words—Qidian swallowed the comment…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1361,"2026-06-19T15:27:33.982Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6b3b46269ff41184b0d3c6f86fb6881d56cff4adeadd8782e7b6c3138ee49d4a","1987-my-era-chapter-64","1987-my-era-chapter-62",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]