Chapter 1360: Changing Class Twelve, From Academic Underachievers to Academic Overachievers 3

In an instant.

The classroom suddenly went quiet, so quiet that you could even hear a pin drop on the floor.

Surprise.

Stunment.

Shock.

Joy.

The expressions on the students' faces were all different, but almost all of them were of disbelief.

Soon, the first student to react questioned, "Are you bragging? If Shi Ran were your older sister, would your grades still be like this?"

"Exactly, probably just bragging!"

Sheng Litian got anxious: "So what if our grades aren't good? I..."

He couldn't continue; his grades were indeed not good, and he had brought shame to his sister.

Moreover, although Shi Ran was nominally his sister, there was not a shred of blood relation, and it was not easy to explain.

Sheng Zichen walked over, put his hand on his brother's shoulder, and said righteously, "Even a dragon has nine sons, and each is different. All the children in our family have good grades, except for us two. So what if our grades aren't good?"

The student who had just questioned him couldn't find a reason to refute him for a moment.

Is it justified to have bad grades?

Zichen didn't wait for the students to raise new questions and explained it himself: "My sister's surname is Shi because she follows Mom's surname, and we have the surname Sheng because we follow Dad's surname, but she is indeed our biological sister. The materials are also real materials, and we aren't charging money. If there's anyone who still doesn't believe it, you don't have to..."

Lu Feifei had already been looking at the materials for a while after opening them.

She suddenly stood up and said loudly, "These materials are very good and very useful. As long as everyone works hard together, I believe the Class Monitor."

This was the first time she had spoken well of Sheng Zichen.

Actually, it couldn't be considered speaking well of him; it could only be called a fair statement.

But it was enough.

When it came to studying, students might not believe the Class Monitor or the Sports Representative, but they would believe the Study Representative.

The person who studied the hardest in the whole class was Lu Feifei; if she said it was good, then it was truly good!

"I'm signing up."

"Zichen, I'm signing up too."

"Class Monitor, I'm signing up..."

Everyone scrambled to sign up.

It wasn't just a simple matter of signing their names; they had to write down their own academic weaknesses and areas of deficiency. The purpose of this collection was to facilitate the creation of targeted study plans.

Is Class Twelve about to rise?

After the Class Twelve class meeting ended, not even an hour had passed before the news seemed to have grown wings and flown to every corner of the school.

"Impossible, the whole of Class Twelve has gone crazy. They still want to surpass the Experimental Class? With what? Courage?" The head teacher of Class Three sneered after hearing this news.

The three students her class had kicked out had actually become class cadres in Class Twelve.

And that head teacher of Class Twelve, Teacher Xiao Luo, was even more unreliable.

A teacher who thought about transferring away all day, plus students who were in puppy love or were good at sports (in the eyes of the Class Three head teacher, people who were good at sports didn't have high IQs).

Just these few pieces of material want to turn the world upside down?

It's just a joke.

She was waiting to see the joke.

The next day.

Five-thirty in the morning.

Figures began to appear for morning reading in the teaching building of the senior year at First High School.

There was nothing strange about this; the senior year was like this every day!

But today's morning reading was not quite the same as usual.

Usually, students in the good classes each had a book and started on their own.

Today, students in the good classes each had a book, but they gathered in groups of three or five, pointing at the direction of Class Twelve and whispering.

"Tell me, are they here for morning reading too?"

"Could that be fake? Almost all of them came, and everyone is holding a book or review materials in their hands."

"Has their class collectively gone possessed?"

"It's possible!"

It wasn't just the students who were discussing it; the teachers were also puzzled.

Class Twelve was not quite normal; the whole lot of them were not normal!

Not only had the students gone crazy, but Teacher Xiao Luo had probably gone crazy too, because Teacher Xiao Luo, who was rarely seen, was the first teacher to arrive at school today.

In the office, he hurriedly finished his breakfast milk, swallowed a large steamed bun in two or three bites, and hurried out.

When he reached the office door, he was stopped by the chemistry teacher.

"Teacher Luo, what's going on with your class?"

"We are about to rise; just wait and see."

Teacher Luo had already walked away until he was out of sight, and the chemistry teacher was still stunned on the spot, unable to react for a moment.

What did Teacher Luo just say?

Our class is about to rise?

Which class?

Class Twelve?

Ten thousand question marks filled his brain, but after thinking it over carefully—the idea was good, he supported it!

"Where is the Class Monitor?"

"The Class Monitor hasn't come."

"He told us to have morning reading, yet he's actually late?"

"I'm not reading anymore either, I'm taking a break."

While Class Twelve's morning reading was in full swing, someone noticed the Class Monitor hadn't arrived!

Everyone else had arrived; only the Class Monitor was missing.

He was the initiator, yet he was late on the very first day of morning reading; it was too much.

Students with less willpower lost heart right then and there, ready to back out.

Lu Feifei said: "You study for yourself, not for others. Why look at what others are doing? If others don't study, you won't study either? There are people who steal and rob, are you going to follow them too?"

Classmate:...

He could not follow them.

Sheng Zichen arrived, looking a bit like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Class Monitor, you're late."

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. After morning study, I'll go run on the Playground."

This was also a rule Zichen had set; without rules, nothing can be accomplished.

He just hadn't expected that the first person to be punished would be himself!

During morning reading, he kept yawning; he was too sleepy.

He had been on the phone with his sister until late into the night; Shi Ran was a workaholic, and whatever she had to do had to be done with high efficiency, so staying up late was a common occurrence.

Moreover, she was full of energy; as long as she got three or four hours of sleep a day, she could ensure she was full of energy the next day.

But Zichen couldn't do that.

He needed a full eight hours of sleep every day; that was his bottom line!

Right now, he was extremely sleepy, yawning incessantly.

Suddenly, a bottle of iced coffee appeared in front of him.

Zichen looked up and met Teacher Luo's smiling face.

"Your roommate said that because you were working on materials for everyone last night, you barely slept at all. Since it was for everyone's sake, I think the punishment can be waived."

Although Teacher Luo was speaking to Sheng Zichen, his voice was loud enough that most of the students heard him.

So the Class Monitor was late because of everyone.

The students who had originally had complaints now had none at all, and they flocked over one after another.

They shared their snacks with him.

Chewing gum.

Yogurt.

Potato chips.

Marinated egg.

And even essential balm.

Essential balm was, of course, not a snack, but it could refresh the mind.

Even Lu Feifei, after a moment of hesitation, brought over a bag of dried plums.

"It's too much, I can't finish it all. Everyone should take it back and eat it yourselves..."

Zichen's mouth was grinning almost to his ears; he said it was too much to finish and hypocritically told the students to take it back, but his words didn't match his heart.

Everything piled on his desk was tucked away into his desk drawer.

While saying it was too much to finish, he tucked it all away!

This action didn't cause any resentment among the students; instead, it made them think he was very cute.