[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me-":3,"chapter-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-15":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Focused on Science, But You Want to Trick Me Into Love?",{"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},2333151,4563,"Chapter 15: The Tragic Barrier Between Us","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-15",15,"\u003Cp>Sss~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several faces showed confusion; we all took the same exam, and after grinding our pens to nubs, we barely scraped up 500 points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, I can see you put in serious effort,” Liu Ying nodded in praise, then added sternly, “But the Gaokao is different—it has step-based scoring. To avoid misjudgment during grading, stick to high school knowledge whenever possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Liu Ying trusted Xu Qingzhou, other teachers in the class doubted him—Xu Qingzhou had scored 631 in the mock exam, and suddenly, a student who usually ranked 20th jumped to first place—who wouldn’t be stunned?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they demanded to inspect Xu Qingzhou’s answer sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Chinese, cheating or not was immediately obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came math and science comprehensive—when they saw his solutions, radically different from the official answers and even more concise, the teachers were convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physics teacher Shen Yong also stepped forward to confirm that Xu Qingzhou had self-studied college-level advanced math.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ying pulled out Xu Qingzhou’s Chinese answer sheet. “I checked it—your other answers were flawless, especially the essay: logical, well-structured, a rare full-score piece.” She paused, then pointed to the sheet. “But this memorization section—you lost three points. That’s unusual.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recite! {\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ying spoke with solemn gravity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, the dismissal bell rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Ziyang didn’t look up, kept shoving books into his bag, muttering, “If I can’t finish them, I only feel at ease when I’m drowning in them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading, Guo Ziyang grew even more depressed—several questions, every character was familiar, but together they made no sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ying was in good spirits; besides the two students admitted through competitions, only Zhang Yuquan and Song Yao had previously had a shot at those two universities—now there was a third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s best if you sort it out yourself—you’re still young, your understanding of love is shallow, often surface-level. Right now, focus on the Gaokao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll be more careful in the future, thank you, Teacher Liu,” Xu Qingzhou nodded. The graders were skilled, but with thousands of papers to review daily, no one could guarantee no misjudgments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he’d recovered a bit. “The answer sheets for the other subjects.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this exam, his main losses in science comprehensive were in biology and chemistry—nine points lost in biology, four in chemistry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young and foolish, got carried away and confessed,” Xu Qingzhou smiled. With a thirty-something soul inside him, he wasn’t about to blush over a confession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xu Qingzhou got home, his parents were on the sofa watching TV—The Story of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan. Though the plot was absurd, it never grew old; in the years to come, he couldn’t remember how many times he’d watched it with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that?” Guo Ziyang asked, eyeing the stack in Xu Qingzhou’s hand. He still wore a mournful expression, suddenly realizing he and Xu Qingzhou were now separated by a tragic barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biology was genuinely rusty—scoring 81 was already good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Xu Qingzhou’s other answer sheets were borrowed by others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou nodded obediently. Liu Ying really was a good homeroom teacher—she’d devoted herself fully through three years of high school, spending more time with them than with her own family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I steamed buns today—they’re in the pot, help yourself,” Wang Xiaping called over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can finish all that?” Xu Qingzhou stared, expression odd, at the bulging backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Shouyun thought Xu Qingzhou had performed poorly and comforted him: “Scores naturally fluctuate. What matters most is your mindset—if you keep it right, everything…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I blanked out in the moment,” Xu Qingzhou sighed helplessly. He’d tried his best—“Free and Easy Wandering”—what one needs to travel a hundred li… to go a thousand li, one must… He saw his son’s blank stare. “It’s out,” Xu Qingzhou wiped his hands, pulled the folded score sheet from his bag, and handed it to his mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was worried your grades would suffer because of your feelings, but I overthought it. Keep this level, Tsinghua and Peking University are secure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a veteran teacher of over twenty years, while surprised by a student’s sudden jump of dozens of points, she didn’t find it unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou gave them a heads-up: “You’d better brace yourselves—this score fluctuation is unusually large.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Qingzhou, can I see your math answer sheet?” The girl approaching also turned her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou handed his answer sheet to Guo Ziyang, knowing the boy had been badly shaken and didn’t press further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Episode ended. Wang Xiaping glanced at Xu Qingzhou, who was biting into a bun, and asked, “When will the second mock exam results come out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pay attention next time—losing points on an easy question is a waste. In the Gaokao, one point can crush thousands. Of course, for your score, it’s not critical—but still a pity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t surprised Liu Ying knew about his confession—never underestimate a homeroom teacher’s surveillance. Teachers often know more than the students themselves, who are right there in the classroom every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Ying asked about Xu Qingzhou’s recent state, encouraged him a bit, told him to help classmates and grow together, then returned his answer sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou took nothing. Guo Ziyang, clearly affected, stuffed five or six books into his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that student had only scored around 400 anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind who could recite the lines by heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gaining 100 points in the low-score range versus gaining 100 points in the high-score range—there’s a difference of ten thousand miles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou’s case? A miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d once had a student who improved by two hundred points in a single semester.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After talking with Xu Qingzhou, Liu Ying walked back to class and began calling out students who had regressed severely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Xi, short in stature, was the class math representative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me see,” Guo Ziyang said grimly. Today, his Dao heart had shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, okay,” Xu Qingzhou nodded, slipped into the kitchen, washed his hands, poked two buns with his chopsticks, and came out to watch TV with his parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So fast?” Xu Shouyun exclaimed, leaning over to join Wang Xiaping in checking the score sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu’s voice cut off abruptly. When they saw the name on the sheet, both froze, momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou’s math score was four points lower—he didn’t refuse, handing his math answer sheet to Wan Xi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Xu, am I going blind? I just saw our son ranked first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like… first,” Xu Shouyun adjusted his glasses, pointed at the sheet, and read aloud: “Chinese, 132; Math, 146; Total, 710 points.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Shouyun and Wang Xiaping fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the living room, Wang Baochuan was clapping three times with her father, the prime minister, to prove her love for Xue Pinggui—the BGM was mournful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1120,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","24ab009e9cc1a1dad1e747c4dfd6b80aae491c836dfd02bca1af976f54503fca","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-16","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-14",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]