[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-65":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},2259225,4409,"Chapter 65: The Style of the School","1987-my-era-chapter-65",65,"\u003Cp>The vice principal kept his word and actually dragged the two fighters out by force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t come back all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng drifted into sleep as he weighed his chances of winning the top scholarship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding dang ding… ding dang ding…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At exactly 6:20 the next morning, the wake-up bell rang on time!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the shrill whistles of Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The school loudspeaker, as always, followed suit and played a song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Interestingly, the song played this morning was “Spring Water Tinkling,” the very one the 215 dorm had sung joyfully last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhiyong ran to the corridor, saw the heavy rain outside, and rushed back to announce the news:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s pouring! The rain’s insane! The heavens are afraid I’ll beat their ass, so they won’t let the sun out—no morning exercises today, no standing on the parade platform! Wahahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His manic laughter made everyone crack up, grinning broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, no one was truly born to be lowly—who wants to stand on that humiliating parade platform?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many teachers and students watching, especially girls secretly admiring you, it’s best to avoid it entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After carefully washing up, the group hurried through the rain with astonishing speed, more agile than leopards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one used umbrellas; boys in this era weren’t that delicate or fussy—just charge forward through the chorus of “Ohhh ohhh” screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dorm wasn’t far from the classroom building, but not close either; when Li Heng finished sprinting, his hair was slightly damp, feeling slick in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Heng! Li Heng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d barely stepped out of the rain and hadn’t steadied his footing when someone called his name from the right corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng turned and saw—oh—it was Yang Cheng. He was in Class 209, whose classroom sat on the right side of the first-floor corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng brushed rain off his hair with his right hand and greeted Yang Cheng: “It’s pouring—why haven’t you opened your classroom door yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire right corridor was packed with students, boys and girls crammed together, raindrops blown by the wind landing on their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our monitor lost the key, and the teacher hasn’t arrived yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Yang Cheng shouted loudly: “I heard you scored 602—school’s top score—is that true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>School’s top scorer? Even more eye-catching!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, everyone on the corridor fell silent and turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even whispers broke out among the crowd:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He got first? Not Xiao Feng or Song Yu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably—he got his score read out in the dorm last night as a lesson.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s his name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?! You don’t even know his name? Do you live in the Stone Age? Yang Cheng just called him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was talking and didn’t hear—was he famous? I just recognize his face; I’ve seen him on the way a few times, but I don’t know his name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His name is Li Heng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah? Ah? He’s Li Heng?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“… ”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Li Heng could answer, Zhang Zhiyong, glowing with pride, cut in: “Yes, he’s the school’s top scorer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Yang Cheng, how much did you get? Can you make the top 100?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asked about himself, Yang Cheng’s face stiffened, but he mumbled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t do well—I thought I’d get over 90 in math, but I only scored 69.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, desperate to save face, he added: “Damn it! I could’ve scored 90—I just got careless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a boy beside him undercut him: “Liar! Again! You only answered 88 points’ worth of questions—how’d you get 90?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exposed, Yang Cheng’s face darkened: “Who said that? Who said I only did 88? Don’t spread rumors!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy replied: “I counted your test questions—it’s exactly 88.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, not only Li Heng, Zhang Zhiyong, and Liu Li laughed heartily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Class 209 burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they followed the crowd up to the third floor of the classroom building, the group’s cheer vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood their homeroom teacher, Wang Qi, face dark as thunder, glaring fiercely at a row of boys in the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The row consisted entirely of the boys from Dorm 215.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was heavy, chilling even in the cold weather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them appear at the corridor entrance, Wang Qi gave them a cold glance but said nothing—yet his aura of death was so intense that Li Heng and the others dared not enter the classroom, instead lining up obediently in the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Teacher Yang from the neighboring Class 205 lit a cigarette and walked over, speaking in a sarcastic tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Wang, I heard your boys caused another big scene last night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Wang Qi was harsh with his own students, he was fiercely protective—he immediately switched to a smiling face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Heng, step forward! Let Teacher Yang take a good look at our class’s 602-point champion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng’s face twitched—why am I being used as a pawn in your petty squabble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced left and right, then wisely stayed still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Yang exhaled a smoke ring and grinned: “Old Wang, you’re being petty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Heng is my student too—I taught him politics; my name’s on his achievement record. You can’t claim all the credit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Wang shot back immediately: “He’s first and foremost from Class 204.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s yours, sure—but you’re wasting such talent, and I can’t stand it.” Saying this, Teacher Yang stepped up to Li Heng, patted his shoulder, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Heng, Teacher Wang doesn’t appreciate you—he’s making you stand in the corridor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not transfer to my class? Just move your desk over—I’ll handle all the paperwork. What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone openly poaching his student made Teacher Wang furious—he pried off Teacher Yang’s hand and told Li Heng:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Heng, go into the classroom. Stay away from Teacher Yang—he’s no good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng ventured: “Teacher, really go in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Wang, unusually smiling, nodded: “Keep working hard. Aim for the top three in next month’s mock exam—all in our class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Li Heng could respond, Teacher Yang retorted: “Dream on! I don’t believe Xiao Feng won’t be in the top three!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng ignored their bickering and entered the classroom under the envious, jealous stares of the boys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it his imagination?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he pushed open the classroom door and stepped in with his right foot, Li Heng sensed a change in how his classmates treated him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did everyone look up at him, but their eyes held a complexity they’d never shown before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it felt elusive, he felt it unmistakably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh! Our school’s top scorer’s here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had Li Heng sat down than Sun Manning turned around to tease him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng gave her a polite smile and opened his Chinese textbook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Manning asked: “Why did you come in alone? Didn’t you cause trouble last night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Mai Sui half-turned from the front-left, curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His desk-mate Song Yu glanced at him, then returned to reviewing English.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered honestly: “The atmosphere was too strong—I couldn’t stay aloof.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Manning clicked her tongue: “Tsk tsk, you caused trouble and still make it sound poetic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, the eunuch’s really favoring you—before, he always thundered but rained lightly. Now he’s openly shielding you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng never denied his homeroom teacher’s favoritism, but he’d never boast about it to annoy others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked Sun Manning her total score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Manning replied: “572 points.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was already excellent—if math difficulty returns to normal next time, she could easily gain ten more points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng turned to Mai Sui: “Mai Sui, what about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Request monthly votes! Request follows!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1266,"2026-06-19T15:27:33.982Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","80a25f68982e1b237908d16b905033d639cc9235f7219c90169a250b7e454253","1987-my-era-chapter-66","1987-my-era-chapter-64",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]