[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981":3,"chapter-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-15":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","That Year, the Flowers Bloomed in 1981",{"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},2294433,4489,"Chapter 15","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-15",15,"\u003Cp>“Report!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Yue shouted “Report!” at the classroom door, then stepped in and said to her homeroom teacher, Teacher Luo: “Teacher, I’ve brought him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye couldn’t help but suppress a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What does “brought him” mean? It sounds like you’re escorting a prisoner for interrogation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he fully understood: Xia Yue was just a class monitor, yet she’d already developed a sense of privileged superiority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo was comparing two sets of test answers; seeing Li Ye and the others enter, she put down the papers and stared at Li Ye in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the teacher’s usual tactic for dealing with guilty students: stare them into nervousness first, then scold them harshly afterward—it made control much easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what kind of person was Li Ye?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the day, when his boss reneged on his bonus, he quietly planted a landmine in his work—and faced his boss’s furious outburst without flinching, calmly declaring, “I’m innocent, I’m virtuous.” Would he be afraid of a few extra glances?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Go ahead and stare—I’m good-looking, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo, looking at Li Ye’s expressionless face, could only frown and say: “Li Ye, did you just hit Xia Yue with a book?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye replied calmly: “She called me a bastard born to a stepmother. If you think my actions were inappropriate, I can have my father speak with her father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“........”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo glanced at Xia Yue, her gaze sharpening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insulting someone’s parents wasn’t a minor offense in the eyes of cultured people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo frowned and changed the subject: “Xia Yue says you cheated on the test. What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye said: “I didn’t cheat. I believe this is Xia Yue’s retaliation, or jealousy leading her to falsely accuse me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“........”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several teachers in the classroom turned to look, their faces filled with surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was just an informal in-class quiz—calling it cheating was already overblown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Ye’s words were too aggressive, instantly cornering both himself and Xia Yue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Li Ye was later found guilty of cheating, the punishment would be severe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conversely, if Xia Yue was proven guilty of retaliation and false accusation, the consequences would be doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo quickly smiled: “Li Ye, what are you thinking about all day? It’s not that serious...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while Teacher Luo wanted to smooth things over, Xia Yue refused to let it slide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d caught Li Ye cheating—how had she ended up as the jealous villain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So almost the moment Teacher Luo spoke, Xia Yue interrupted: “Who’s retaliating? Who’s falsely accusing you? Your answers are identical to Wen Leyu’s—unless she copied you, who else could it be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was Teacher Luo’s turn to be exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you stupid or what, Xia Yue? Don’t you see I’m trying to defuse this? Don’t you know cheating is hard to prove?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, it’s Coach Ke’s first day teaching—now you’re dragging up cheating, involving his daughter? Who are you trying to sabotage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dog chasing a rat...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye didn’t even look at Xia Yue; he turned to Teacher Luo: “An hour ago, I filed a complaint against Xia Yue for opening my mail without permission. An hour later, she accuses me of cheating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t understand—she’s just a student. What authority does she have to accuse me of cheating? Is it just because she’s class monitor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t rush,” Teacher Luo said, picking up the two perfect answer sheets. “Explain to me why your answers are identical.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye replied, puzzled: “Teacher Luo, there’s only one correct answer to these questions. Do you expect me to write wrong answers on purpose?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.........”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo’s face darkened. Why couldn’t anyone be a well-behaved child?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, then—let’s handle this formally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo turned to another teacher: “Old Jiao, what was Li Ye’s previous English level?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Jiao, who had already noticed the situation, replied: “In the last mock exam, Li Ye scored 21 in English.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo scratched his head, sarcastically: “Li Ye, your improvement is enormous. Care to share your secret?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had a fever during the last exam. Discussing this is pointless. If you think I cheated, just give us a new test and compare the results.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye was done with the nonsense. Facts speak louder than words—drop one big move, and everything becomes clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why his scores skyrocketed? Let the teachers figure it out themselves!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s awakened, possessed, haunted, or the Literary Star descended from heaven... as long as he performs well, teachers will invent a fitting excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just printed a set of tests for second-year students. They’re simple, but they’ll do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Jiao, who also taught English at County No. 2 High, knew Li Ye’s past well and was curious how he’d scored a perfect paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye took the mimeographed test and said: “Teacher Jiao, could you give Xia Yue a copy too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Jiao asked, puzzled: “Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paper and ink were school property; in this era of scarcity, every test sheet was precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye said solemnly: “Xia Yue accused me of cheating because she’s jealous—jealous that a student who used to score worse than her has now surpassed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she recognizes her own shortcomings, she’ll become more humble in the future. Humility leads to progress.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.........”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Jiao paused, then burst out laughing: “Well! You’re not humble at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he fetched two more test sheets and gave one each to Xia Yue and Wen Leyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Yue’s fury had never cooled; she snatched her test and attacked it like an enemy, teeth clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second-year test’s difficulty was barely different from the retake class’s; Xia Yue’s English was decent—but “decent” only compared to her classmates. Completing the entire test wasn’t easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xia Yue firmly believed that with Lu Jingyao’s entire study secret, she was far superior to Li Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Jingyao got into Beijing Foreign Languages College; Li Ye didn’t. That was proof enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The questions grew harder; Xia Yue slowed down—but she believed she could answer them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether right or wrong, in this day and age, just writing down every answer was already impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Xia Yue glanced up at Li Ye by accident, she froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye was writing with his pen—“swish swish swish”—like doodling, filling out the mimeographed test at lightning speed, already finished with the last page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is he just guessing? He must be guessing... scored 21 out of 100 last time—of course he’s guessing...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Yue kept reassuring herself, rushing through the test—but the faster she tried, the more stuck she became. By the end, her mind was a blur, her eyes blurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher, I’m done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye finished the last letter and handed his test to Teacher Jiao, who had been standing behind him the whole time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Jiao, having noticed Li Ye’s speed, had stayed behind him and already read through it as he wrote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he didn’t need to grade it—he already knew Li Ye’s score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Wen Leyu also finished her test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Jiao quickly reviewed it—also a perfect score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said to Coach Ke, half-envious, half-admiring: “Coach Ke, you’re lucky. With these two students next year, you’ll shine bright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coach Ke smiled: “It’s all thanks to Teacher Jiao’s teaching. I just got a ready-made big advantage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flattery flows both ways—raising a good student is hard; credit must be shared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teachers all laughed, none noticing Xia Yue, still tearfully struggling over the last page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I haven’t finished yet. I haven’t lost. This test is easy—I can still get 100...】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After what felt like forever, a grim voice finally reached Xia Yue’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. Stop. Let’s talk about you opening Li Ye’s mail without permission.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1284,"2026-06-20T05:04:59.129Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bbd48a3cd3b082e89e203c4cc85a1bdba9f49e50b6d2a0d3c1e6f954577cb637","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-16","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-14",884,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthat-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-cover.jpg"]