Chapter 1383: Someone Else in the Experimental Class Has a Breakdown

What she needs right now is not guidance, but simply someone willing to listen to her; the pent-up frustration in her heart could then be relieved.

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First High School.

In the examination hall, the students were focused on answering their papers; one invigilator sat in front of the podium, while another walked from one end of the classroom to the other, making a round before walking back.

It was the end of the term, and also the school's first mock assessment exam.

Eleven and a half years of the twelve years of hard study had already passed, and the College Entrance Examination was just over a hundred days away.

The test papers for this exam were used province-wide, and the rankings were not limited to this school; they were province-wide rankings as well.

Whether one is a hero or a failure, the time for the truth to be revealed was almost here.

The day before the exam, Teacher Tian emphasized the importance of this mock assessment to the students in her class repeatedly, and she set three requirements for the students.

First, they must not let Class Twelve surpass them; this was a hard requirement, and if they couldn't do it... they were not allowed to fail to do it.

Second, no one was allowed to regress; a regression of one point would result in a fine of fifty, and so on.

Of course, Teacher Tian said that the fine was not the goal; the goal was to spur the children to progress!

She wouldn't take a single cent of the fine money; it would all be used as class funds, and after the College Entrance Examination ended, this money would be used as a bonus to reward the students with the best grades.

Third, the students in the bottom ten of the class must shout loudly in the school broadcasting room: "I am trash, I held back Class Three, I am guilty."

After these three rules were announced, the students were strongly dissatisfied.

Class Three was an Experimental Class; the children who could get into the Experimental Class all had very good grades, were smart, and had sufficient IQ.

The students' usual grades didn't differ much, and such rigid regulations would cause everyone great psychological pressure!

Although dissatisfied, no one dared to say it directly.

They had been oppressed by their homeroom teacher and parents for so long that they were habitually obedient.

As a result, problems appeared during this mock assessment.

"Hahahaha..."

In the quiet examination hall, a female student suddenly burst into laughter, laughing crazily.

Soon, something even crazier happened.

She stood up, tearing her paper while laughing, and muttered: "Destroy it, let it all be destroyed."

After saying that, she ran toward the window, wanting to jump off the building!

"No, classmate, calm down, classmate, calm down!"

Fortunately, the seat she was sitting in was not by the window.

Fortunately, the student sitting by the window reacted quickly, grabbed her and pulled her with all his might, not letting her jump down.

The teachers and students who reacted afterward also rushed over and, with many hands and feet, restrained this student.

The invigilator was badly frightened and hurriedly went to report to the Principal; the Principal called an emergency number, the female student who tore the paper was sent to the hospital's psychiatric department for examination, and the remaining students continued the exam.

When the exam ended, this incident immediately spread throughout the entire senior year department as if it had grown wings.

The students surrounded Xiaopang, asking for the details of the time.

Xiaopang was the male student who had grabbed the girl jumping off the building at the time; he was from Class Twelve.

"Xiaopang, your reaction was quite fast, huh? You grabbed her in one go; you're in trouble now, Teacher Tian of Class Three won't spare you, just wait for her to come settle scores with you."

He was unconvinced, staring with wide eyes as he asked: "Why settle scores with me? I saved a student from her class; she should be bringing fruit and beating drums and gongs to come to Class Twelve to thank me."

If a student in the class were to jump off a building, Teacher Tian could forget about being named an excellent teacher this year.

"Yo, yo, yo, she's going to bring fruit and beat drums and gongs to thank you? And she 'should'? You're dreaming; who is Teacher Tian of Class Three? That's the famous Extinction Master; if she doesn't extinguish you, where is she going to shift the blame?"

"Exactly, hahaha..."

The students were talking animatedly, and no one noticed the Class Monitor and the teacher behind them, who had been listening for a while.

Both of them had grave expressions.

Teacher Luo suddenly coughed: "Ahem!"

"Yo, the teacher and the Class Monitor are here; Teacher, we have some good news to share with you..."

Zichen interrupted him: "Don't be clever; how could the teacher be behind on news compared to you?" As he said this, he gave that student a look, meaning for him not to continue speaking, as the teacher was unhappy.

The students saw it, but they didn't understand why the teacher wouldn't let them talk.

"Teacher, Teacher Tian has always been causing you trouble; now that she has a handle held by us in Class Twelve, you can't just let it go like this."

"Exactly, let's go to the Principal and report her too..."

The student preparing to report her stopped halfway through.

Because she realized there was no need to report her; the whole school knew about it now, and there was no one who didn't know, so naturally, snitching lost its meaning.

"Let's go to the media, expose this matter, and make her lose face."

"Right, let's do just that; let's see if the Extinction Master can still be arrogant this time."

The students became more and more excited as they talked, and felt more and more relieved.

New grudges and old scores, they might as well settle them all while they had the chance.

Usually, the students and the homeroom teacher of Class Three hadn't spared them from mockery and sarcasm.

Saying things like a bad class is a bad class, and that they weren't princes—even if they put on dragon robes, it was useless; they also said the students of Class Twelve had poor aptitude, and that even if a top student gave them study materials, it would be useless even if a top student possessed them...

The fact that the students of Class Twelve kept working hard and didn't slack off was actually related to Class Three constantly provoking them!

The students talked more and more enthusiastically, but the expressions of Teacher Luo and the Class Monitor became increasingly grave.

The two even looked at each other, and there was a feeling in their eyes of "as expected."

"Alright, everyone stop talking; didn't you see the teacher's expression is bad?" Lu Feifei reminded them.

Teacher Luo walked onto the podium with a dark face and told the students: "The problem with the Class Three student, everyone saw it, but our class also had a problem—who saw it?"

At least more than half of the students didn't understand.

What problem has our class had?

No one is jumping off a building, there isn't even anyone jumping down the stairs.

Zichen raised his hand, and Teacher Luo let him go to the podium to answer.

"Classmates, we cannot fixate on others' shortcomings just because they have them, or even hope for them to do poorly to set off our own goodness. Such people are narrow-minded, and narrow-minded people will not go far in their future lives!"

"The road ahead of us is still very long. The broader our hearts, the further our road. We must be people of stature, people who have cast off narrow-mindedness and selfishness, with light in our eyes and love in our hearts..."

Teacher Luo took the lead in applauding, and thunderous applause soon rang out in the classroom.

Many people wiped away tears as they listened; the Class Monitor was right!

Before Sheng Zichen transferred to Class Twelve, their class was just a loose collection of sand, and many people were planning to just take the single-recruitment exam and settle for a junior college.

But after Zichen transferred over, he first took the initiative to have his top-student sister help everyone formulate study plans for free, and then he took the initiative to ask classmates who were shy about what they didn't understand and what kind of help they needed, selflessly helping everyone.

He said it this way, and he also did it this way, so his words were not empty platitudes and quickly resonated with everyone!